"Who are you?" Dean Bardo repelled a zombie flying towards him with a flame.
"Old man, I'm a second-grade student at this school. My name is Chen Xiaoyuan, and it was my brother who asked me to come save you guys!"
"Does this school really have students this young?"
"Humph! How could we possibly need a little kid to save us? It's a joke, right?"
Those magicians and psychics all valued their pride more than their lives, and the situation they faced was only somewhat troublesome, not yet desperate.
"Ah, you're wasting your energy, these things can't be killed unless you burn them completely to ash. Even the most serious injuries can recover. The senior students have created more than a thousand of them!"
"What?" Hearing Chen Xiaoyuan's words, they suddenly felt a wave of helplessness.
They could indeed deal with these things, and not to mention others, a single forbidden curse of fire from Dean Bardo could probably burn all these things to ashes.
