These were Ms. Centipede's last words in the world when she retained her intelligence.
So what if she has more resentment?
This is her retribution.
Centipede legs were not used. It was not because Mark did not want to kill the centipede, but it was up to Miss Minnie whether she wanted to use any kind of legs.
The doll lady, who has special requirements for aesthetics, secretly said that using her spiritual thread to cut off the mosquito's legs was her biggest concession and bottom line.
Besides, mosquitoes are easy to find, and centipedes with a hundred legs are not found everywhere.
Mark didn't know what grade this lantern would be. At least this incident in the fog was over.
"Your Excellency, Dean!" Several students rushed over in a hurry.
They were dusty, and their robes were damaged to varying degrees. The aftertaste of panic seemed to still linger on their faces. They all seemed very happy to see their dean. At the same time, they had deeper doubts and were anxious.
His face was filled with question marks.
"Oh? It's you!" The dean said with a smile, "I'll leave the specific instructions to the other me."
Everyone:???
There are more question marks on everyone’s faces.
Having said that, regardless of their chirping inquiries, the dean's figure quickly faded, became transparent, and disappeared into the air.
Everyone looked up and saw the figure of the dean reappearing in the blank oil painting frame beside the college gate a moment ago.
At this point, the painting becomes a painting again.
Almost at the same time that the dean became the figure in the painting again,
The thin mist that enveloped the entire school began to shake violently.
All the mist was like a river that had opened its gates, rushing towards the school atrium.
The fog is getting thinner and thinner, and the surrounding vision is becoming clearer and clearer.
The school is still the same school, and everything you see is no longer dilapidated and damaged, but the familiar Mistry University.
"They're back!"
"Very good!"
"Ah - so many dead people -"
After the situation changed, both Mark and the others and the people outside were in trouble at the same time.
After calming down, Mark immediately discovered that he was in a giant magic circle with a diameter of less than a hundred meters. A large circle surrounded the magic circle, including tutors from Mistry University and the two universities next door.
In addition to the mentors, there were also people from major churches. Many people were dressed in clothes that Mark could not recognize, but he saw the protective knights of the Church of Light and the night watchmen of the Church of Night.
There was a large group of middle-aged men and women in gorgeous clothes surrounding the outer circle, who were probably the parents of the students.
The point is, in this magic circle, the corpse of the student lying on the ground was quite tragic!
"No! My Joe!"
"Jack, what's wrong with you!?"
Some eagle-eyed relatives recognized their children at first sight, and several ladies fainted on the spot.
The scene immediately exploded.
Some family members frantically tried to squeeze through, but not only did the magic circle not completely open, the night watchmen and the guardian knights of the Light God Cult immediately built a human wall after receiving the order to prevent ordinary people from approaching.
"Don't come near!"
"Please strictly abide by the [Abnormal Laws]!"
"Anyone who comes close will be deemed to be contaminated with [abnormality] and will be severely scrutinized!"
Almost all the orthodox churches present joined in to maintain order, and the excited parents were barely suppressed.
Mark looked around at this moment and noticed that: apart from him, there were only eight people left standing in the magic circle.
The rest were either burping, or were clearly in an abnormal mental state.
Mark saw a good-looking guy frantically digging dirt from the ground, stuffing it into his mouth, and swallowing it in one gulp. His eyes were more bloodshot, and he covered his head nervously as he rolled on the ground and screamed.
The scene was very chaotic.
Without hesitation, Mark took Miss Bison to a corner at the edge of the magic circle where there were no abnormalities. Miss Katrina, who was not far away, saw it and immediately followed suit.
Two distinct areas were immediately formed within the array.
Just when Mark was vigilant and considering whether to take action to subdue the crazy students, a hole in the magic circle suddenly opened.
A large group of knights wearing full body armor, white and blue cross blouses on the outside of the breastplate, and even the visor only showing a pair of eyes rushed in.
"We are a cleanup force! Those who are still sane, please stand still. Any interference will be deemed to trigger the [Abnormal Laws]!"
Of course Mark and the others didn't move, being good spectators, watching hundreds of members of the cleanup team throwing golden nets at the deviants like fishing nets, ignoring their struggles and resistance, and arresting them as if they were under arrest.
Drag away like a living beast.
Another opening of the magic circle was opened, and two [Eyes of Light] were quickly erected on both sides of the opening.
"Everyone who still has sense, please leave from here in an orderly manner."
Mark and others lined up to pass.
The warm yellow light shot out from the golden eyes of the holy object and shone on Mark.
Not long after, Pastor Guangming, who was standing next to the holy object, nodded and said: "Congratulations, sir, you passed the preliminary examination. As long as you pass the normal inquiry process, you can leave."
Mark suddenly realized that this was similar to the conversation he had with Albert that night, to confirm whether he had been mentally eroded or something like that.
Suddenly, a voice interrupted.
"His review will be left to me, Margaret Andour, the dean of the Mysterious Academy."
Pastor Guangming was stunned for a moment, then bowed to the visitor.
Of course Mark recognized that she was the dean in the portrait.
Is this another ‘her’?
"Please come with me, the great hero of our school...Mr. Destiny!" Almost as the dean finished speaking, dozens of envious looks were cast around him.
Mark vaguely caught something.
The commotion around him could no longer be suppressed.
"Ah! Could it be that he broke the evil and normalized the trial again?"
"Oh my god! I know that Mark, isn't he a useless pretty boy?"
"No way! It can't be him -"
Being too handsome is sometimes a kind of original sin.
Handsome and strong, when the gap between the two parties suddenly widens to an insurmountable level, then all the envy, jealousy and hatred can only be regarded as meaningless noise.
Or maybe it turns into an irredeemable... heart of worship!
For a moment, countless pairs of peach blossom eyes lit up. Those eyes were so hot that they wanted to eat him up on the spot, which made a certain handsome guy panic a little.
Mark mechanically nodded his head in response to every call as a sign of politeness.
Then, very bizarrely, a few girls in the lower grades actually screamed "He's looking at me, he's looking at me" on the spot, and some even fainted with happiness.
Originally, Margaret, as the dean, should have put a stop to this commotion, but for some reason, her steps suddenly became lighter.
After passing through the commotion of the crowd and walking through the elegant corridor, it didn't take long to arrive at the dean's office.
It has to be said that the furnishings of this large room are the same as the entrance of the college, giving people a strong impressionist oil painting style.
As soon as you enter the gate, there are richly colored murals on both sides.
On the left is the morning light of Mistry School, and on the right is the fortress-shaped school building lit up at night.
The most amazing thing is that the pattern on the carpet in the dean's office is a pair of vertical pupils.
Gold on the left and blue on the right!
Maybe this is the so-called golden eye demon pupil.
"Please sit down! Mr. Destiny."
Mark was sitting on the velvet armchair in the guest seat. It should have been very comfortable, but anyone who was stared at by such a pair of huge inhuman eyes, even if they were just decorations, would feel their scalp numb.
"It's okay, Jax just wanted to see if you were contaminated by evil." The dean chuckled. The next second after she finished speaking, the seemingly decorative eyes on the floor closed.
The muscles on Mark's face couldn't help but twitch.
However, the closing of his eyes probably means that he has passed the test.
Sitting at the other end of the desk, the dean smiled: "What would you like to drink? Coffee? Black tea? Water?"
"Black tea, thank you!"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a water balloon flew out of nowhere on the coffee table to his right and crashed into a teapot. In the stove under the teapot, the coke that had been extinguished suddenly spontaneously ignited. Not far away.
There, the jar containing tea leaves shook gently, singing softly, "Tea leaves! I have the best black tea leaves."
Mark was stunned by the visions one after another.
The dean crossed his hands and placed them on the desk, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Okay, before the black tea is ready, let me briefly explain the situation. To put it simply, you have not signed up to take the school's final graduation test.
, accidentally entered this out-of-control trial, and luckily saved the school's reputation..."
The five-minute explanation left Mark speechless to the extreme.
It all started when he was stopped by the guard this morning and walked onto the tree-lined avenue.
That's no ordinary trail, that's the school's [Road to Glory]!
Mistry University is a school that cultivates extraordinary people and related professionals. There are two types of students in the school, one is those who have awakened extraordinary power; the other is ordinary people who, after graduation, are engaged in paperwork and logistics related to extraordinary events.
Work.
The Mark before was obviously an ordinary person.
The problem lies here:
Anyone who is a college graduate knows that if you just get a diploma and pass the graduation defense, you can even get a D. If you take this path, the upper limit of your defense score will be a B. Students who are really interested in working in this field will participate in a public defense.
, only in this way can you have a chance to get an A.
Mistry University jointly holds graduation trials with the two neighboring universities every year to give outstanding senior students a chance to prove their strength.
This is the ultimate trial that only extraordinary people can sign up for.
Extraordinary students can also tell the school that they will not participate, as long as they wear a special soul mark. Of course, the seniors who are proud of their school will regard students who wear such marks as deserters, calling them contemptuously [
Mark of the Coward].
In order to avoid being looked down upon by their classmates, many extraordinary students who did not participate in the trial simply did not come today.
Normally, students who participate in the trial will sign a life and death certificate with the school in advance, indicating that they will be solely responsible for anything that happens during the trial.
Fortunately, Mark, who was not a supernatural being last semester, had his whole soul come to life because of his contact with Miss Doll. The aura that emerged from his body fell into the eyes of the doorman who was also a transcendent, and he was a contestant.
Since Mark did not wear the [Coward Mark] and came to school today, of course he was driven to the path of glory by the guard.
