Chapter 290: Lanci, What a Bold and Talented Person_1

North side of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy.

In the mansion of the tenth-ranked third-year student, Sigloria, the scene playing on the Magic Fluorescent Screen swiftly spiraled from chaos, to madness, then to horror and finally to silence.

The entire classroom had been incomprehensibly turned into a bloody Purgatory Execution Ground.

Apart from the students on the ground, trapped in barriers, barely alive, and awaiting transportation to the hospital, the Fragmented Corpse Reaper, warmed to its frenzy by the demons, had already gone after its victims.

It wouldn't stop until it had educated all these imperial scum.

As for the magical beasts in the classroom, they were exulting in their victory, seemingly rediscovering their bloodthirsty nature and hunting instincts that their ancestors once had in the Demon World, grinding their teeth as they tasted blood.