Mysterious as the wind, always with me

Chapter 21 Dislocation
The nearly [-]-meter boulevard is more like a road of honor for seniors.

Some were bronze busts, others were full-length figures in a certain majestic pose.

If the dead ghost Mark walked by in the past, he probably didn't feel it. Only the current Mark can faintly feel that there seems to be some kind of faint power fluctuation emanating from the statue.

This gave Mark a vague guess.

After walking the boulevard, in fact, it finally merges into the main road.

When you come to a central square where only horse-drawn carriages can park, you can see a fountain shaped like an Ω symbol in the middle, and you can see a giant building with a style similar to Gothic.

There are 36 spiers that are more than 30 meters above the ground soaring into the sky and distributed in layers on the 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.

Stepping up the nine-level staircase made of white marble, passing through the doorway engraved with reliefs of various gods, you will see a huge atrium.

The exaggerated interior space of more than [-] square meters is supported by the giant bones of sea beasts supported by huge pillars at both ends of the horizon.It is impossible to imagine how big this sea beast was before it was alive. The spine alone is more than a hundred meters long, and it is erected on the atrium like an arch bridge.

The vault above the atrium is made of large glass that measures one meter by one meter. The dazzling sunlight swayed down, fell on the spine of the giant beast, and then refracted to the floor full of large magic symbols, making the entire atrium Full of fantasy.

Looking around in the atrium, you can see a nearly circular second floor. Through the second floor platform, teachers and students can go to various colleges.

Even the gate of the academy connected to the atrium is still two stories high, allowing two carriages to run side by side.

This arrogance alone is enough to shock Mark, a traveler.

The gates of different colleges have their own characteristics. For example, the Elemental College directly imprisoned a monster that was about half the height of a person and looked a bit like a little devil, and placed it on the top of the college gate.The strange demon kept screaming and roaring, startling the freshmen, but the seniors calmly ignored it and went inside.

Mystery Academy is very artistic.

The gate frame of the college gives people the feeling of impressionist oil painting, and the colorful and seemingly messy oil paint is all over the colonnade.If I have to say something special, there are oil paintings of the founder of the academy and the current dean hanging at both ends of the gate.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Mark always feels that the two people in the oil painting are staring at him...

Entering the college is a smaller atrium.On the left and right are student lockers.Mark found his own cabinet based on his memory.

After rummaging through the standard tin cabinet, I finally found the textbook.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the lecture theater, he caused another commotion.

"Ah! Is he that handsome senior Marc Destiny? He really lives up to his name!"

Mark was speechless. He originally wanted to find the last corner, but before he got there, a group of girls gave way to the golden seat in the front row.

"Senior, please come here."

"Uh, then...thank you."

"Senior, I am XXXX"

The school girls were too enthusiastic, and Mark was a little overwhelmed.It wasn't until the tutor came in that the commotion subsided.

This old gentleman dressed as an old pedant choked someone with a single sentence: "Yo, rare guest, it's Mark! I thought you would rather not get a diploma than come to my class again."

Someone flipped through the memory of a dead ghost, and said: "Well, Katrina and I are really not suitable."

"..." The granddaughter's confession was rejected, and she looked like she was going to die when she returned. This was the pain in the old professor's heart.

The old gentleman's lower lip twitched a few times, but he didn't speak after all, and began to give lectures seriously.

Theoretical knowledge is always tedious, and soon, someone is lethargic.

Fortunately, he finally heard what he wanted to hear.

"Many [abnormalities] are not born [abnormalities]! It is now widely recognized that [abnormalities] themselves have a special potential. If they are stimulated by special forces, they can easily transform into [abnormalities] .Such as 【Divine Power Tablet】!"

"In the records of the Church of Light, it is easy to see that a certain paladin guard discovered the [Divine Power Tablet] from the wild, fought bloody battles, and finally died of exhaustion. In addition to the crazy chasing and interception of the cultists, the [Divine Power Tablet] will stimulate The [abnormality] factor is at work. It activates the existence that does not belong to the [abnormality], becomes a monster, and joins the ranks of snatching the slate."

"[Divine Power Tablet] can only cause unnecessary harm to the surroundings if it is fixed with a magic circle by the corresponding priest and no longer overflows with mysterious energy unrestrainedly."

"Actually, [Anomaly] is similar in nature to an out-of-control Transcendent. The stronger and unrestrained the force, the easier it is to attract attacks."

“[Abnormality] is often some kind of 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 forcibly fight against this obsession. Once it is cracked With the obsession of [abnormality], the power of [abnormality] will be greatly reduced. In this case, whether it is to break or recover, it will be much easier."

"This part of the text is focused, and there is an exam."

Mark was in good spirits, he automatically ignored the last sentence, and couldn't help thinking: I probably used too many dice to activate my soul power to attract the attack of the lobster claws.So what type of law of power do I use to control the power in my body?No, I first need to figure out what kind of soul power I'm overflowing with.

Mark couldn't listen to the old professor's class later.

To put it bluntly, history is written by the victors.Even the history of [Anomaly] added a lot of beautification of the Church of Light, and at the same time concealed the fact that the priests rewritten the rubbings of the divine power stone tablet according to their own interests.

Even so, Mark has gained a lot.

Originally, the pleasant college life should have ended here. Just when the 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, a flash of fire flashed across her body, and immediately disappeared without a trace.

"hiss!"

Mark took a breath, and thought to himself: I... read it wrong?

Looking around in secret, he really didn't find anything strange.

There was nothing left in the place that the girl vacated.

Textbooks, stationery, small school bags, and girls themselves.

What's even more weird is that the two girls next to her who were still whispering to that girl a few seconds ago didn't even notice that the person beside them disappeared, as if their companion had never been there.

Mark's right eyelid twitched.

In fact, he had many options, such as reporting to the teacher on the spot, or asking the teacher secretly, but in the end, he gave up.

Here is the occult science.

The place with the most ghosts and gods in the country.

Can't be sure, is this the wronged soul of a certain senior?

He hasn't finished his own soul stimulation state yet, so he doesn't have so much time to meddle in other people's affairs.

Relying on the slight uneasiness in his heart, Mark finally endured until the end of get out of class, and ran to the school library like a fly, and took away ten tomes in one go with the maximum borrowing authority that his student ID card could allow.

Before I knew it, it was lunch time.

"Forget it, let's have a casual meal before going back."

Putting the books in his locker, Mark wandered over to the school cafeteria.

"Ah! It's Mark!"

If there is no accident, it is estimated that there will be many beautiful girls coming to seek the same table.

Just as Mark walked over, ready to let the poor guy behind him accept the punishment of the aunt in the cafeteria, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a cute and petite girl.

This girl who looked like a junior high school student, with short white hair at the ear, was looking at him eagerly.

The girl next to her persuaded: "Bison! Don't look, Senior Mark is not something you can get."

"I know I can't be a senior, but he's so handsome, can I watch the meal?"

"Row……"

The silver-haired girl put a fried egg, a piece of ham, two sausages, three slices of lettuce, and a lump of tomato sauce on the large piece of bread on the plate in front of her, and finally covered it with another large piece of bread piece.

The girl next to her persuaded again: "Bison, can you eat so much? Pay attention to your manners! Manners!"

I found that many people were watching, and the girl's voice became quieter, but full of urgency.

Who knew that this aroused Miss Byson's strange desire to win: "I said, when did you see me Byson Haruka lose by eating a hamburger?"

Perhaps, she would have eaten in small bites, but after boasting, a strange light appeared in her eyes, as if to say——I can't lose!

Just to prove that she is a master at eating hamburgers, this delicate girl tried her best to open her mouth wide.

This self-made 'small hamburger', which is bigger than an adult male's fist when stacked, is enough for Mark to eat, not to mention the small cherry mouth.

Just when Miss Byson took a bite, suddenly, tears burst out from the corners of her eyes.

"Woooooo!"

"Bison! What's wrong with you, Bison?" The girl next to him was anxious.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Miss Byson not only blushed, but also burst into tears. She pointed her little finger at her chin and whimpered strangely in front of dozens of male and female students around her.

Mark was embarrassed on the spot, and he could tell that it was probably because his mouth was too open and dislocated.

In order to be angry, I ate a hamburger and dislocated my mouth...

Is this girl a fool?

(End of this chapter)