The nearly 100-meter tree-lined avenue is more like a path of honor for seniors.
Some are busts of bronze statues, and some are full-length statues in certain majestic poses.
If that damn Mark had walked by before, he probably wouldn't have felt it. Only Mark now could faintly feel that there seemed to be some kind of faint power fluctuation emanating from the statue.
This gave Mark a vague guess.
After walking along the boulevard, it actually eventually merges into the main road.
Arriving at a central square where only horse-drawn carriages could park, I looked across the middle to a fountain shaped like an omega symbol, and what came into view was a giant building with an appearance similar to the Gothic style.
36 minarets more than 30 meters above the ground tower into the sky and are stacked on top of the building.
Glazed windows of different colors are regularly and symmetrically distributed on the building, reflecting dazzling brilliance in the sunlight.
The huge arched main entrance is four stories high and can accommodate three carriages entering in parallel.
Climbing up the nine steps made of white marble, passing through the door with reliefs of various gods engraved on the door frame, you will see a huge atrium.
The exaggerated indoor space is over 10,000 square meters, and the huge bones of the sea beast supported by the huge pillars at both ends of the view are used as beams. It is impossible to imagine how big this sea beast was in life. The spine alone is more than 100 meters long, and it is erected across the atrium like an arch bridge.
superior.
The vaults above the atrium are all made of one meter by one meter large glass. The dazzling sunlight shines down, falls on the backbone of the giant beast, and then refracts onto the floor covered with large magic symbols carved on it. The whole atrium is filled with light.
Full of fantasy atmosphere.
Looking around in the atrium, you can see an almost circular second floor. Through the second-floor platform, teachers and students can go to various colleges.
Even the academy gate connected to the atrium is still two stories high and can accommodate two carriages traveling side by side.
This heroic spirit alone is enough to shock Mark, a time traveler.
The gates of different colleges have their own characteristics. For example, the College of Elements directly imprisoned a strange demon that was only about half a person tall and looked a bit like a little devil. It was placed on the top of the college gate. The strange demon kept screaming and roaring,
The freshmen were shocked, but the seniors calmly ignored it and went inside.
The Mystery Academy is very artistic.
The large door frame of the college gives people the feeling of an Impressionist oil painting, with colorful and seemingly messy oil paints all over the pillars. If there is anything special about it, the oil paintings of the founder of the college and the current dean are hung on both ends of the door.
Whether it was an illusion or not, Mark always felt that the two people in the oil painting were staring at him...
Entering the college, there is a smaller atrium. On the left and right sides are student lockers. Mark found his locker based on his memory.
I rummaged through the standard iron cabinet and finally found the textbook.
Sure enough, as soon as he entered the lecture theater, he caused another commotion.
"Ah! Is he the super handsome senior Mark Destiny? He really lives up to his name!"
Mark was speechless. He originally wanted to find a corner at the end, but before he could reach it, a group of girls gave way to the prime seats in the front row.
"Senior, please come here."
"Uh, then...thank you."
"Senior, I am XXXX"
The school girls were so enthusiastic that Mark couldn't stand it. It wasn't until the instructor came in that the commotion calmed down.
This old gentleman dressed as an old scholar choked someone with one sentence: "Hey, rare guest, it's Mark! I originally thought you would rather not get a diploma than come to my class again."
Someone looked through the memory of a dead ghost and said, "Well, Katrina and I are really not suitable for each other."
"..." The granddaughter's confession was rejected, and she still looked like she was dying after she returned. This was the pain in the old professor's heart.
The old gentleman's lower lip twitched a few times, but he finally said nothing and began to lecture seriously.
Theoretical knowledge is always boring, and soon someone will become sleepy.
Fortunately, he finally heard what he wanted to hear.
"Many [abnormalities] are not born [abnormalities]! It is now widely recognized that [abnormal objects] themselves have some special potential. If they are stimulated by special forces, they can easily transform into [abnormalities]
.For example [Divine Power Slate]!”
"In the records of the Church of Light, it is easy to see that a certain paladin guard discovered the [Divine Power Slate] from the wild, fought bloody battles, and finally died of exhaustion. In addition to the crazy pursuit and interception by cultists, there is also the [Divine Power Tablet] that will inspire
The factor of [abnormality] is at work. It activates existences that are not originally [abnormal], become monsters, and join the ranks of snatching stone slabs."
"The [Divine Power Slate] can only be fixed with a magic circle by the corresponding priest and stop overflowing with mysterious energy without restraint, so that it will not cause unnecessary harm to the surroundings."
"Actually, [abnormalities] are similar in nature to out-of-control extraordinary beings. The more powerful and unchecked the power, the easier it is to attract attacks."
"[Abnormality] is often a powerful obsession integrated into an extraordinary energy. When encountering a powerful [abnormality], unless you have the power to break the rules, it is best not to forcefully fight the obsession. Once it is cracked
The obsession with [abnormality], the power of [abnormality] will be greatly reduced. In this case, whether it is to defeat or recover, it will be much easier."
"This part of the text is the focus and will be tested."
Mark became energetic. He automatically ignored the last sentence and couldn't help thinking: I probably used the dice too many times to activate my soul power, which led to the attack of the lobster claws. So what type of power should I use?
Laws to control the power in the body? No, I first need to understand what type of soul power is overflowing from me.
Mark couldn't stand the old professor's class later.
To put it bluntly, history is written by the victors. Even the history of [abnormality] adds a lot of beautification of the Church of Light, and at the same time hides the fact that the high priests rewrote the rubbings of the divine power slate according to their own interests.
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Even so, Mark has gained a lot.
Originally, the happy college life should have ended here. Just when get out of class was about to end, Mark noticed from the corner of his eyes that the figure of a girl suddenly became transparent.
In just a tenth of a second, her body was swept by a flash of fire, and she disappeared without a trace.
"hiss!"
Mark took a breath and thought to himself: I... saw it wrong?
Looking around secretly, he really didn't find anything more strange.
There was nothing left in the girl's vacant seat.
Textbooks, stationery, small school bag, and the girl herself.
What's even weirder is that the two girls next to him who were whispering to the girl a few seconds ago didn't even notice that someone around them disappeared, as if their companions had never been here.
Mark's right eyelid twitched.
In fact, he had many choices, such as reporting to the teacher on the spot, or secretly asking the teacher, but in the end, he gave up.
Here is the occult subject.
The place with the most manifestations of ghosts and gods in the country.
I’m not sure, is this the wronged ghost of a certain senior?
He has not yet settled his own soul's arousal state, so how can he have so much time to mind his own business.
Feeling a little uneasy in his heart, Mark finally endured until the end of get out of class and ran to the school library as fast as he could. With the maximum borrowing authority allowed by his student ID card, he grabbed ten tomes in one go.
Before we knew it, it was lunch time.
"Forget it, let's have a casual meal before going back."
Putting the books in his locker, Mark strolled to the school cafeteria.
"Ah! It's Mark!"
If nothing else happens, it is estimated that many beautiful girls will come over to look for roommates.
Just as Mark walked over, preparing to let the poor guy behind him accept the punishment from the cafeteria aunt, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a very cute and petite girl.
This girl, who looked like a junior high school student, with short white hair and ear-length hair, was looking at him longingly.
The girl next to her advised: "Baison! Don't look at it. You can't pick up Senior Mark."
"I know I can't seduce the senior, but he's so handsome, can I watch him and eat?"
"OK……"
The silver-haired girl angrily put a fried egg, a piece of ham, two sausages, three pieces of lettuce on the large piece of bread on the plate in front of her, plus a dollop of ketchup, and finally covered it with another large piece of bread.
piece.
The girl next to her advised again: "Bisen, can you eat so much? Pay attention to your manners! Behave!"
Realizing that many people were watching, the girl's voice softened, but it was full of urgency.
Who knew that this would arouse Miss Bison's strange desire to win: "Let me tell you, when have you ever seen me, Bison Haruka, lose after eating a hamburger?"
Perhaps, she would have eaten in small bites. After boasting about Haikou, a strange light bloomed in her eyes, as if to say - I can't lose this!
Just to prove that she is a master of eating hamburgers, this delicate girl opened her mouth as wide as possible.
This homemade 'little burger' stacked up is bigger than an adult male's fist. It would be too much for Mark to eat, not to mention his cherry mouth.
Just when Miss Bison took a bite, tears suddenly burst out of the corners of her eyes.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Bisen! What's wrong with you, Bison?" The girl next to her was anxious.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" In front of dozens of male and female students around her, Miss Bison not only blushed, but also shed more tears. She pointed her little finger hard at her chin and kept whining and screaming.
Mark was embarrassed on the spot. He finally figured out that his mouth was probably opened too wide and it was dislocated.
In order to be angry, I ate hamburgers until my mouth was dislocated...