When Alice snapped her fingers, she was indeed exchanging secret signals with Roland, the mirror spirit Hutch, but it was not to call the other party to the arena.

After all, in such a conspicuous position, even if no one is paying attention, for the sake of the safety of the Mirror Spirit, Alice will not be so careless, standing and talking casually with Hutch Roland at the gate of the Magic Colosseum.

If you look carefully, you will find that Alice's left ear moved slightly. At this time, she heard the sound transmission spell from Hutch Roland:

"The situation is more troublesome than imagined, but most of the progress of the task has passed. I believe that the results will be available soon. At that time, I will send a message to you, Master. Just relax and play well. I'm here to protect you.

On me!"

Alice looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to her, then she lowered her voice and said:

"I feel like things are not that simple. You should be careful around you... If you encounter that male magician in a big red robe, be careful. Safety is the top priority. If necessary, you can evacuate in time."

Hutch Roland was silent for a while, snorted from his nostrils, and said in a rather unhappy tone:

"Hey, I am the great Magic Mirror Hatch Roland. It's not that easy to hurt me. Master, you underestimate my strength too much. You know, I am stronger than you."

Facing the magic mirror of narcissism, Alice pulled her golden hair helplessly and lowered her voice and replied:

"Now is not the time to discuss strength and weakness. I'm worried about you! You mirror, why don't you listen to your master? Even if you encounter danger, I can't escape in time."

Roland, who was on the other side of the sound transmission spell, suddenly laughed out loud. Alice was so confused by the laughter that she heard Roland say in a coaxing tone:

"I know, I know, you are nagging, the world is big and the master is the biggest. I listen to you, I can run faster than anyone else, I am a woman like the wind, haha!"

There was such a narcissistic and talkative mirror, which made Alice feel dumbfounded. Although it was good to coax the children in a coaxing tone, Alice did not think that she was a child who liked to be coaxed. Fortunately, the other party agreed to Alice's request.

, this can probably be considered a success.

After hanging up the sound transmission spell, Alice turned around and saw a blurry shadow passing by. The aura of the shadow made Alice feel slightly familiar...

This seems to be a smoke smell?

Yes, Alice remembered that before the food house encountered a crisis, there had been a recently extinguished cigarette on the ground. Alice also picked up the cigarette and smelled the smell on it. The smell was similar to the black shadow that passed by just now.

The smell is exactly the same, just different in intensity.

Is this just a coincidence? Alice wanted to look for the smell to find where the black shadow was, but she heard the sound of the next round of finals in the Magic Colosseum about to begin. She could only pay attention secretly and glanced at the surrounding night.

Then he quickly walked into the magic arena again.

At the entrance of the empty arena, a breeze blew through the autumn leaves on the treetops. The yellowed leaves could not withstand the disturbance of the wind and separated from the big tree. They swayed and swayed in the air with the breeze. The swaying autumn leaves

The leaves fell behind an imperceptible shadow.

The incomplete leaf suddenly turned into fine powder and was shattered into pieces. Then, a figure stepped over the leaf's broken body and walked out...

This person wore a dark magic robe and a black hat without any decoration, casting a black silhouette, covering the owner's eyebrows and eyes.

There was a vague sneer on the corner of the young man's mouth, and there seemed to be a hint of ridicule. His low voice was frightening in the night, and seemed to be even colder than the autumn wind:

"What a beautiful night. Are all the people on the death list here?"

The shadows of the trees seemed to be rolling and boiling, and the darkness continued to condense in the night, wrapping the young man's body as if melting into the blackness. A hoarse, low, and inhuman voice slowly sounded:

"...Everyone is here...Master..."

The coldness at the corners of the black-robed man's mouth deepened. He stretched out his teeth and bit his lip. The lip became as red as blood from being bitten hard. His cold voice sounded like gritted teeth:

"The day has finally come. You can do whatever you want with the others. But you can't let go of anyone on the list!"

In the mist in the darkness, there was a heart-wrenching scream, as if many people were screaming in the darkness with the same voice. Then, deeper into the darkness, the hoarse and low voice slowly sounded:

"...Follow your orders...mission...don't let anyone go..."

The young man stretched out an index finger and put it on his bloody lips, and his voice became strange and mysterious again:

"...Let the entire Credo be used as raw material for fireworks."

Alice and her friends did not know that the mysterious man who had appeared in Dou Le Gourmet had arrived at the Magic Arena. They were currently standing on the field, participating in the seven-to-four summoning competition.

The rules of the competition are two versus two, six teams compete at the same time, and one team has a bye. Three of the six teams will win, and the remaining four teams will have a brawl to determine the fourth winning team.

Alice and the others did not receive a bye this time, but were chosen as one of the six summoned teams in the competition.

Their opponent was a third-grade team that had won four games in a row. The team members were two boys and one girl. They all looked shorter. If the commentator hadn't introduced them, Alice would have thought that the three opponents were about the same size as herself.

After seeing Alice and the others, the three little men snorted coldly from their noses, as if they had rehearsed, and said in unison:

"We are the shortest in the game, but we are also the strongest! If you don't accept it, let's fight!"

Even though they were in the third grade and all of them were no more than fifteen years old, these words were shouted out neatly and sounded quite impressive.

Alice and Brenda didn't have any slogans. The three of them just exchanged glances with each other:

Alice's eyes were full of confidence; Willett's eyes were calm, but there was trust in his partners; as for Yingyuan, although she did not speak, her eyes were burning with fighting spirit, and she was undisguisedly competitive.

He is eager to win and is bound to win.

"Third-year Curry, Kula and Aike once again shouted their declaration of war. Facing the Little Lion and the Magic President, can they continue to maintain their winning streak and become the top four in the summoning competition? Let us

Let’s wait and see!”

The commentator's emotional voice sounded on thousands of triangular miniature magic mirrors. Soon, the number of people watching Alice's team's game soared in an instant.

It can be said that they, a team with both good looks and strength, have become a very popular trio in the audience and have a group of seniors and seniors as fans.

Team 13 is also one of the two most interesting teams so far.
Chapter completed!