Battle of Gakuen Island

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Although it was agreed that Sister Kaori would leave for a while, and I myself accepted the reason why Sister Kaori advised me to leave for a while, but it was really at this moment that I found it so difficult.

Just after leaving his own world, his inner thoughts of the group of nizi have turned into a pair of giant hands, desperately dragging me back, not letting me leave.

Thinking that there are some things between me and the group of nizis that need to be calm and clear, so I also spent a lot of energy and put my thoughts in my heart, so I decided to leave.

I was thinking of telling my grandfathers in person, but it’s impossible to hide them without thinking of what to do, so I can only give up this idea, just leave some wine for my grandfathers and go directly to the Lord Island Airport, left by plane.

I didn’t bring my own world. In the first rain, they still had to practice with the help of the world in their own world. Second, they left their own world. In the event of a sudden attack on the school island, the spirit of the world would also use my own world. To protect the people on Gakuen Island.

Because I left Gakuen Island this time, it was purely distracting, so I just took the latest flight and left Gakuen Island.

After such a fierce battle in the afternoon, coupled with the various emotions in my heart, I fell asleep shortly after boarding the plane.

A dozen hours later, as my shoulders were shaken, I opened my eyes, and a stewardess was looking at me with a professional smile.

"Sir, our destination is here. Please bring your belongings and leave the plane. I wish you a happy stay here."

"okay."

After unfastening the seat belt, I got up and walked towards the cabin door. Before I left the plane, I smelled a faint curry smell in the air. I knew I was in a kingdom of **** (open) and strange (hang).

After leaving the airport, he looked around in confusion, not knowing where to go and what to do.

In the past, every time I left Xueyuan Island, I had a clear purpose, but this time it was purely distracting, which made me very uncomfortable for a while, and I did not know my next purpose.

I stood there for a while, but I walked up. I couldn't think of anything when I stood there. I might as well act directly, maybe it will drive the brain to produce any ideas.

After wandering aimlessly for an afternoon, I also saw various openings in this magical country. For example, it has a more powerful vehicle, a motorcycle, than a Chinese transportation artifact van.

In the evening, I left the city and came to the river known as the "Holy River", where I saw a jaw-dropping scene.

Although I am about to turn eighteen now, I have followed my elder brother to do tasks around the world since I was a kid, and then I have been wandering around the world alone.

During this time, I also saw a lot of rivers called "Holy River" or "Mother River". All of these rivers were carefully managed by the local people and government, and the environment was maintained very well.

But the "holy river" in front of me, the river water is gray and black, and various kinds of garbage and animals and even human bodies float on the river surface, even if I am hundreds of meters away from the river bank, the stench of the river water It has made me unbearable.

The river water was polluted like this, but I still saw a group of people ignoring the dirty river water, washing the body with the river water, and then praying prayerfully.

This wonderful scene made me suspect that I accidentally traveled to another world, because I really couldn't agree with such behavior.

With a strong feeling of retching, I quickly left here.

But seeing the scene where those people prayed, I remembered one thing.

Among the many holy places in the world, the most special one is the Kunlun Holy Land in China. Because of the rule of inaction, the Kunlun Holy Land only shoots at the moment when China lives or dies. It has little contact with the secular world at other times.

But other holy places are different, controlling everything within their sphere of influence, constantly instigating various battles, trying to expand their influence.

And this country’s holy land is another extreme, because the belief in this land is extremely complex, resulting in the country’s holy land all year round in internal friction, now I am afraid that it is even a common regional level of power in the secular world. But no.

This was shown in the information given to me by the Immortal Chang Yun, because it was information from a long time ago, and no one can tell what the state of the holy land in this country is, so I decided to embark on it.

Although the decisive battle in the future will still be fertile with the crescent moon, it is inevitable that some miscellaneous fish will jump out and make troubles at that time.

Thinking this way, I embarked on the road to the Holy Land of this country.

I really want to thank Changyun Immortal here, because the information he gave me clearly marked the location of the holy sites and the way to enter.

In the past, I had to lie in the sphere of influence of the Holy Land for a period of time, and then the people who used the Holy Land to mix in.

It didn't take long for me to come to the foot of a low mountain and look at the temple on the top of the mountain.

The information given to me by the Changyun fairy shows that the entrance to the holy land of this country is in that temple, just the way of entry, which is very unacceptable.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, I noticed that many people were slowly climbing towards the top of the mountain, hesitated, and I followed.

Soon, I was in the crowd, standing outside the temple, waiting for the bell to announce the start of the ceremony, and then the country’s sacred place would open.

The sultry weather in South Asia, and the thick curry smell and the smell of the holy river in the surrounding people made me dizzy.

Finally, after I didn't know how many times I felt the urge to vomit in my heart, there was a melodious bell in the temple.

The bell rang, and the crowd around me moved, all lowered their heads and slowly walked towards the temple.

As the crowd entered the temple, I saw a tall woodpile piled up in the square in the middle, stacked with some stinking corpses and large bags that I did not know what to hold.

Soon after, a monk walked in from the crowd holding a torch and stood on the woodpile, chanting something loudly.

After chanting, the monk sat cross-legged on the pile, and then lit the pile under him with the torch in his hand.

The woodpile may be made of dry and flammable wood, or it may be something like fuel oil rosin added to support combustion. In a moment, the woodpile will burn up, and the violent fire snake swallowed the figure of the monk.

I was thinking of rushing out to save the monk, but suddenly noticed that the monk's figure disappeared, and at this moment, the crowd around became agitated and began to circulate wildly around the fire.