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Chapter 333: The Last Stand(2/2)

The paper man shook for a moment as if he was blown by the wind, and his horizontal mouth turned into an arc that seemed to be a smile, and an old voice came:

"If it is the army you have prepared, there is no problem at all."

"This kind of small requirement does not require the consumption of a wish of the 'wishing magic lamp'."

George III smiled, made a gesture, and shut up the servant. He stood up, his back facing the table and chair, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"So, let's start."

The paper man raised his two "hands" and patted him gently.

Using this as a signal, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and countless bright color blocks overlapped and disappeared. The last second was still in the palace, and the next second, they had arrived at a square with people coming and going. Countless students and professors were holding books, sitting on benches and flower beds in the square, discussing academics fiercely, or reading books alone, playing musical instruments in the corner, painting and field trips.

This is the capital of Lenburg, the university town of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.

Full of humanistic atmosphere, everyone is pursuing knowledge and truth, regardless of age or gender.

In the residential area far away from the university town, a white-bearded old man sitting on the bridge guarding his divination stall suddenly opened his eyes. In extreme horror, he overturned the stall in front of him, and various ritual ornaments were scattered all over the floor.

The student who was lying on the table writing astrology graduation thesis was startled and stared blankly at the professor who had always been at ease.

Then, he grabbed the student next to him and flashed a few hundred meters away in an instant at an unprecedented highway.

Countless magical spys of secretly peeping people, mysteriously reappearing the "Shenxing Taibao" on the old man's legs. The old man ran out for a long distance in the blink of an eye, and those who passed by could only see a strange wind.

"Professor! Professor!" The student's face was deformed by the oncoming wind. He shouted loudly, "What happened!"

"Don't worry about what happened, it's a disaster, a huge disaster! The black shadows swallowed this place... It's still time to run!"

A few blocks behind them, George III suddenly appeared here. Before these men with brass jewelry and amulets could see clearly the appearance of the people who suddenly appeared, more and more people appeared out of thin air. They were wearing uniform clothing, holding exquisite weapons in their hands, and pairs of hawk-like eyes swept across these scholars of different ages, as cold and ruthless as if they were staring at the corpse.

In an instant, George III and His royal guards appeared in the distant Lenburg, the capital of Lenburg!

Suddenly, the sky became dark, the wind was howling, lightning and thunder were roaring, and countless stars seemed to flash outside the thick clouds. The two gods enveloped the entire capital of Lenburg in the darkness. Those who wanted to shout were trembling in fear and lowered their heads in fear.

"Shouldn't you fight with the Archbishop and the others?" The student was so scared that he screamed, "Can I let me go home? My sister and mother are still at home! They are still waiting for me to come home to bring them cakes!"

"It's too late, sorry...it's too late!"

"Now in this situation, no one can do it, and it's too late to call the Angel of Moderation... I hope we can run out!"

The old professor ran out, and a huge thunder suddenly flashed through the sky, and the blast of explosion almost deafened their ears. The old professor did not dare to look back, and the student he held in his hand was directly blinded by lightning for a few seconds.

He rubbed his eyes hard, and his pupils suddenly shrank as his vision recovered.

The white tower standing tall in the university town, the tower symbolizing knowledge, the academic holy place that preserves countless knowledge, the center of Lenburg, and the temple of the god of knowledge and wisdom—

——Under the gaze of lightning and starlight, it suddenly tilted down to one side and began to slowly collapse from top to bottom.

TBC

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I feel that there are always various reasons that prevent me from updating properly, and it will definitely be tomorrow!

Aside from the topic, the mysterious fan circle has been quarreling these days, from meager quarrels to lofter quarrels to Lujiang, which is so exciting, so exciting.
Chapter completed!
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