The collapse of the Academic Affairs Building was not completed instantly. After a roar, the entire building began to fall apart. It was an angular segmentation that could be clearly seen, like a rectangular cake that stood upright and was cut with a knife.

Many pieces are sliding down in many directions right now.

At this moment, extremely thick black chains appeared on the ground around the Academic Affairs Building. They rose up, binding and holding up the various parts of the Academic Affairs Building that had collapsed.

In this way, although the building has collapsed, it has not completely collapsed due to a very strange architectural presentation.

The chains that suddenly appeared should be the formation that originally protected the building.

However, there are specific problems with the operation of this formation or the design of this formation itself, that is, it is mainly designed to prevent external intrusion, not internal attacks.

Therefore, the chains holding up various parts of the building are not simply holding them still. The strength of the chains themselves is gradually tightening the area they wrap up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually deepening. It probably won't take long for the chains themselves to

It can crush the part of the building it is bound to.

However, in this way, the personnel in the Academic Affairs Building can be given the opportunity to transfer.

Karen ran under the Academic Affairs Building and found that the foundation of the building had dented. The first-floor hall that originally required climbing high steps to enter had now become an open basement. From here, people kept coming.

After running out and climbing up from the hole, Karen squatted next to him and began to reach out to pull the person.

During this process, people fell from time to time in the parts of the building above that were wrapped in chains, and from time to time a sound similar to "cement bags" hitting the ground could be heard, much like swatting mosquitoes in the summer.

While pulling the people below him up, Karen also looked up from time to time, trying to figure out how long the chain could last.

Even if the priests of the Cult of Order are constantly coming to help from the outside, there are also energy fluctuations in the building, and the people inside are trying to save themselves. However, there are a large number of ordinary staff in this building, and even those gods

Servant God Qi, after falling from such a high position, is no different from ordinary people.

At this moment, Karen noticed that several priests wearing blue robes appeared not far behind him. The robes on their bodies were printed with formation rune patterns.

The leader held a black stone in his hand, and the people behind him began to chant, gathering spiritual power into his body.

Immediately, the leader raised the stone in his hand and began to move downward slowly.

"Buzz!"

The two huge black chains diagonally in front of Karen's head began to hold up that part of the building slowly downward.

Immediately afterwards, Karen saw several groups of people wearing blue divine robes not far away. The leaders were holding a black stone in their hands. Other chains were also mobilized, and they slowly lifted the part of the building they were holding.

Put it underground.

Is he a priest within the Cult of Kosmos who is responsible for maintaining formations?

The Cult of Kosmos is divided into many departments, and each department is divided into many positions and responsibilities. Even a person in the Cult will have very little understanding of departments that do not belong to his or her own.

Gradually, the split buildings began to be placed on the ground piece by piece, occupying a large area of ​​land around them, and even collided with neighboring buildings, but it was obvious that no one cared about this at this time.

After all parts of the building were secured, the trapped people began to escape from windows and other locations.

Karen stood up and took a few steps back. His attention subconsciously fell on the part of the building in the southwest, because there were "stores" and "equipment departments" on some floors, but Karen just looked at it.

After a few glances, he looked away, because in that part of the building, he saw the figures of three judges.

Obviously, there has been a lot of security here to prevent anyone from trying to make a fortune at this time.

Karen began to help treat the injured, pushing a stretcher with a young man he didn't know, and transported the seriously injured one by one to the outer open space, waiting for the rescuers from the church hospital to deal with it.

After working for about an hour, the workload increased instead of decreasing, because a large number of injured people who could not get out on their own were found and rescued from the building.

However, the ambulance force from the church hospital has arrived, and a large number of Kosmos priests from other parts of York City have arrived. It would be difficult not to alert them if such a serious accident occurred in the church building.

Some people saw Karen and his unknown partner covered in dust, so they took the initiative to take over the task of carrying the stretcher.

Karen didn't refuse, and while shaking his numb hands, he walked to the outside and found a spacious seat to sit down.

"Hey."

Karen turned around and found that the unknown stretcher-carrying partner had followed him and took out an open thermos cup and handed it to Karen.

Karen had noticed before when he was "working" that this guy had a thermos cup hanging on his waist, but he didn't look very old, and like himself, he was not wearing a divine robe and was wearing casual clothes.

Oh, damn.

Karen thought about the divine robe he had ordered. He wondered if he could still get his order for the divine robe after something like this happened?

It should... be possible. After all, I purchased it with coupons, and the sect will definitely pay attention to its credibility with coupons.

Taking the thermos cup and putting it to his mouth, Karen smelled a sweet smell and took a sip. It was soda or ice.

At this time, there was really nothing more comfortable than taking a big sip of ice-cold soda. Karen took two big sips in a row and handed it back to the person.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome." The young man drank all the soda left in the thermos cup, let out a long burp, turned to look at Karen, and asked, "Friend, do you have any cigarettes?"

Karen nodded, took out an unopened box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to him along with the lighter.

The other party opened the cigarette, took out one, then took out another and handed it to Karen, and then took the initiative to help Karen light the cigarette.

Karen didn't bother to explain why he had a cigarette but didn't smoke. He bit the cigarette and asked him to light it for him. Then he lit the cigarette himself and placed the lighter and cigarette case between the two of them.

"I'm here to receive a subsidy," the young man said. "If it weren't for the traffic jam on the road, I probably would have been carried out. I almost gave up my life for a hundred coupons, tsk."

When Karen heard "one hundred points coupon allowance", Karen knew that this was a servant of God.

"My name is Richard, and you, friend?"

"Karen."

"Then should I call you sir?" Richard asked with a smile.

"I also receive a 100-point subsidy."

"Hahaha." Richard laughed, "That's good, that's good."

When a servant of God meets a servant of God, there is no identity barrier.

"Look, over there, the bishops are here too." Richard pointed to the distance and said.

Karen also saw several bishops in red clothes appearing here. Their faces were very ugly.

"Do you think this is an attack by the Pamires Cult?" Richard asked Karen.

"Um?"

"Don't you read the newspaper?" Richard asked doubtfully.

Karen understood that this was not an ordinary servant of God, because the monthly allowance of an ordinary servant of God was not enough to subscribe to the "Order Weekly";

Moreover, the other party actually asked another servant of God, "Don't you read the newspaper?" Obviously, he himself did not know the specific purchasing power of 100 points coupons, which meant that he could not eat minced meat.

If the other party didn't lie at all, Karen guessed that it was probably a second-generation ancestor god servant who came to receive the first allowance in his life.

There are many second generations in the Cult of Kosmos, because they are often spread and influenced in the form of families or families. Just like seeing a cockroach at home often means that there must be many more cockroaches that have not been found. In the family,

It is rare for a single individual to believe in religion. They are basically influenced by their elders and relatives.

Strictly speaking, even if Dis's personal factors are put aside, Karen himself can be regarded as a second generation. After all, the Immelais family is a family of judges.

"Do you think it was someone taught by Palmires who did it?" Karen asked.

"It's possible." Richard pointed to the divided academic building. "There must be an operation center in the building, such as the equipment department and warehouse. The structure of the space array will definitely be used. You saw the scene of the building's initial collapse.

What?"

Karen nodded.

"Then have you noticed that the cracks that first collapsed were actually around that area." Richard pointed to the part of the building that was guarded by several judges, "So, it should be that area.

There was a problem with the operation of the space array, causing the building to be dismantled from here."

"In the construction and design of the Academic Affairs Building, were people from the Palmyres Church involved?" Karen asked.

"Of course this is impossible. We must have taught our own people to do it, and it is impossible to leave it to outsiders."

"So, why do you say this is an attack by the Pamires Cult?"

A smile appeared on Richard's face and he said: "We can't leave it to outsiders openly, but we can subcontract it."

"this……"

"Do you know what subcontracting means?" Richard asked.

"Know."

Karen was just surprised that even the church's own projects could be so down-to-earth.

"There are a lot of things like this that are subcontracted to others. Firstly, the people taught by Palmires are good at space things. If they do it, the effect will be better and the cost will be cheaper. Secondly, even

You don’t have to give them coupons. They still have to bring their own materials to help you complete the project. You just need to find supplements from other places.

Of course, I think there is a high probability that people from the Pamires Cult launched the attack, and I can’t rule it out... Ahem, let’s direct and act on our own.”

"It can't be self-directed and self-acted," Karen said.

"Huh? Why? Isn't that a good reason?"

"We don't need to find reasons or excuses. The more legitimate reasons and more appropriate excuses, the less we need."

Richard pursed his lips and said, "The way you speak is very similar to my father."

"What is your father's position?"
To be continued...