Moe Academy: I am a Holy War Envoy

"Principal Ous, a large number of dark tribes suddenly poured into the lower floors. The cute warriors suffered heavy losses and urgently need support!" Flame King came to Ousgeda with blood on the corner of his mouth and said.

Osgaida's face grew grave upon hearing this. He glanced at the fallen General Zheng Jing and said, "It seems the Dark Tribe has indeed come out in full force."

Then he shouted to the students he led, "Meng warriors, listen up! Follow the Flame King and fight back!"

"Yes!"

"I'll be there soon after I finish dealing with General Zheng Jing."

King Yan nodded when he heard this, and General Zheng Jing also thought that something was wrong, and then he sprinkled a handful of medicine powder with his right hand.

Ousgeda flicked his robe to block the powder, but it also blocked his vision. General Zheng Jing took this opportunity to quickly stand up and attacked Ousgeda with a black palm.

"Principal Ous, be careful!"

Seeing that Osgeida was in danger, the Flame King behind him hurried forward and opened his arms to protect Osgeida behind him.

"Flame King!" Osgaida reacted in time and quickly supported the crumbling Flame King.

"Hahaha." General Zheng Jing laughed arrogantly, then turned into black mist and disappeared.

"Osgaida, I may not be your opponent, but I will make you lose a general!"

"No one can survive if they are hit by my black palm, hahahaha!"

General Zheng Jing's triumphant laughter echoed in everyone's ears, and King Yan, who was hit by the black palm, had fallen into a coma.

"Flame King, Flame King!" Osgeida shouted anxiously, trying to wake up the unconscious Flame King.

"Elder Ous, Captain Flame King has fallen into a coma. What about the other students on the lower level?" A cute warrior whispered at this time.

Osgaida glanced at the unconscious Flame King and said, "Two of you carry Flame King on your backs. Let's go rescue him!"

At this time, Yang Xia and others who were on the ninth floor were surrounded by the Dark Clan.

"The damn Dark Clan actually engaged in a round-robin battle with us!" Yan Yan complained while trying his best to cast magic.

Yang Xia casually eliminated three or four Dark Tribe members and cut off the poisonous vines that suddenly attacked him. He said, "This is the nest that the Dark Tribe has been operating for hundreds of years. Do you think the Dark Emperor is not prepared at all?"

After saying this, Yang Xia glanced at the cute warriors who were all seriously injured and shook his head slightly.

"Stand behind me and protect them!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Yan no longer bothered to fight with the dark soldiers and quickly stood behind Yang Xia to protect everyone.

"You reacted pretty quickly this time." Yang Xia's fingertips flashed with lightning, his eyes were faintly purple, and he smiled gently.

Yan Yan shuddered when he heard this and said unhappily, "It's just that your magic hit me!"

Yang Xia smiled lightly without saying anything. He then looked at the Dark Tribe that was besieging him from the front and said calmly, "Please bathe in lightning!"

After saying that, a fan-shaped lightning attack whizzed forward, wiping out all the enemies on the entire floor in the blink of an eye.

"How much of your driving scroll is left?" Yan Yan couldn't help but mutter as he looked at the destructive power caused by Yang Xia.

"Probably... there's a little left." Yang Xia gestured with his fingers and then sat on the ground.

"That's what you said the last time before the last time." Yan Yan looked at Yang Xia numbly and complained.

"Oh? Really?" Yang Xia scratched his head and smiled, "Then I guess I remembered it wrong."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yan ignored Yang Xia who was pretending to be careless. He just looked at the cute warriors in front of him who were all injured and groaning, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Their strength is simply not on the same level. I really don't understand the meaning of Principal Ous starting this war."

Yang Xia didn't say anything when he heard this, his eyes fixed on the entrance.

"What's wrong?" Yan Yan asked curiously.

Yang Xia stood up and said, "Principal Ousi and the others should have come down. Let's get ready for the real battle."

Before Yan Yan could react after hearing what he heard, he saw Osgaida arrive at the ninth floor first, followed by the few remaining cute warriors and the unconscious Flame King.

"Principal Ous, King Yan..." Yan Yan walked up to him and asked worriedly.

Osgaida sighed and said with some self-blame, "King Yan was injured by General Zheng Jing in order to save me."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yan was shocked and hurried to the side of the Flame King. After pulling off the Flame King's clothes, he saw a black handprint appear on the Flame King's chest.

"This is... the damage caused by the black hand!"

Osgaida nodded with a sad face, then quickly gathered his emotions and asked, "How's the situation here?"

Yang Xia shook his head and pointed at the wounded behind him and said, "Everyone is seriously injured, and because the Dark Tribe has been harassing us, we haven't had time to properly heal or rest."

After hearing this, Osgaida was silent for a while, and rarely asked Yang Xia for advice.

"What do you think...what should we do now?"

Yang Xia was not surprised at all. Perhaps from the moment when Flame King Zheng Jing injured General Ousgaida, he had already felt a little regret in his heart.

"I suggest that everyone gather around the injured students to give them a chance to heal, and we will guard the outermost perimeter."

"This will ensure the survival of our classmates to the greatest extent possible, and they can help us eliminate the Dark Tribe by hiding behind us."

Osgeda glanced at the injured people and nodded with difficulty. He knew that from this moment on his plan to destroy the Dark Emperor had completely failed.

"Everyone, follow Yang Xia's instructions and protect the injured students!"

After giving a brief instruction, Osgaida stayed beside the Flame King, looking lonely.

"General Zheng Jing's black palm is very powerful. No one who is hit by it can survive. It seems that King Yan is... in great danger." Yan Yan sighed, with a flash of pity in his eyes.

However, Yang Xia acted as if he didn't hear it. He turned around and went to the injured and helped them lie down in the protective circle of the crowd.

"Brother Yangxia, can we still go back?" A student who was seriously injured and barely conscious asked weakly.

Yang Xia nodded with extraordinary certainty, "Don't worry, I will definitely come back."

"We will all return to Moe Academy safely!"

"Really?" Some people thought Yang Xia said this on purpose to comfort them.

Yang Xia smiled lightly, pointed upwards and said, "When someone wakes up, he will naturally bring people to rescue us."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yan and the others were confused. They looked up at their heads in confusion and found that they were covered with poisonous vines.

Only Osgaida, who was guarding the Flame King, suddenly remembered Director Pa who was sleeping in the principal's office.

"Director Pa, you have to wake up soon." Yang Xia thought secretly, but did not notice that the poisonous vines on this layer seemed to be more lively.

A strong dark aura emanated from each vine, and even the poison was almost overflowing from the surface.