When the priests from the Western Continent emerged from the air-raid shelter, the signal returned to normal, and many people's cell phones rang.
This scene left the high priest, who had been immersed in the new power, somewhat dazed.
Before she could finish her daze...
A high priest in black robes approached her, holding a phone and asking for her advice, "That Team Leader Mo talked about peaceful liberation called and asked if we had fought with Wang Wen, and also if we had attacked anyone from the Academy. His tone was quite accusatory. How should we respond to him?"
The high priest snapped out of his daze, glanced lightly at the phone in the other person's hand, and his voice seemed to come from beyond the stars:
"They're just ants, ignore them."
The black-robed priest paused slightly, taken aback.
He nodded in agreement, put away his phone, and asked hesitantly, "What should we do next?"
"What's next?" The high priest turned and glanced at his group of ragged subordinates behind him.
And his own equally tattered robe.
He touched his lips and murmured something, then raised his finger and pointed in the air.
There seemed to be something strange and ambiguous in the air.
Everyone's mental and physical strength have fully recovered, and could even be said to be at their peak.
The high priest's robes, along with the robes, turned back to a vibrant red.
No more damage, back to its peak.
The priests were amazed by the abundant energy flowing through their bodies.
The previous battle had completely drained them, but now that lost energy had returned to their bodies, even more abundant and plentiful than before the battle.
This is beyond the reach of imagination!
Imagination only consumes energy; it does not generate energy in return.
This is the power of God!
The black-robed priest looked at his hands with extreme excitement and shouted, "Is this the new power bestowed by the Lord? It's amazing! It's so powerful!"
Looking at the jubilant crowd, the high priest said softly, "Now it's our turn to counterattack."
Everyone's bodies trembled.
They watched as the red-robed high priest at the front of the crowd tore through space with his hands, creating a dazzling portal on the spot.
He heard her familiar, gentle voice speaking calmly, "This time, we must complete the grand plan completely. Anyone who stands in our way will be killed without mercy."
The expressions of all the priests who heard this sentence began to turn ferocious.
They eagerly surged into the portal one after another.
Someone shouted it out.
The people behind them started shouting excitedly in response.
"Sweep across the Eastern Continent!"
Eastern Continent.
Five Regions Academy.
Li He and Gu Jianbing watched helplessly as Mi Lailai through drawers and cabinets, scattering paper documents all over the floor.
"Senior, Grandpa Gu, I'm so sorry! We were in a bit of a rush..." Cheng Queyi by the door, nodding and bowing obediently to the two of them in apology.
The old man didn't say anything, just smiled and sipped his tea.
He was drinking some kind of dark, unidentifiable substance soaking in his cup, and he seemed to be enjoying it immensely.
The old man's mind was as clear as a mirror.
Ever since I started working for that kid Wang Wen at the Academy, my health has improved day by day.
The energy and spirit that had been depleted in the First Consortium over the years are being gradually replenished.
He knew it was all thanks to Wang Wen Wang Wen, to those things she would bring back from time to time and throw directly into his teacup without even washing them.
At first, he was angry, thinking it was just a silly prank by Wang Wen.
Until one day, he casually poured the "prank-contaminated" water from his teacup into the Academy's small pond. A few days later, he discovered that the fish in the pond were thriving, with brightly colored scales, as if they were about to become spirits.
Only then did the old man realize that what Wang Wen had put in the teacup were all incredibly good things!
From that day on, he never dared to carelessly pour the unknown substances from his teacup again. He would scan even a fly back and forth several times with his drone before he would stop.
At this moment, it was obvious that the old man was enjoying something good again.
I won't give it to anyone.
Even Li He swallowed hard, a hint of envy in his eyes, before turning to Cheng Queyi and helplessly spreading his hands, saying, "I already told you, all those student records were destroyed along with the ruined Dean's Office. Everything in the Academy is new now; there's no way there are any old records left."
After searching the room for a while without finding anything, Mi Lailai and went to the door, angrily shouting, "Doesn't your the Academy have any electronic records? What era are we living in that you're still using piles of paper to keep track of things?"
Li He helplessly, "You'll have to ask the old Dean about that."
"Old..." Mi Lailai choked, even angrier.
The old man chuckled and said, "What's wrong with paper? I think paper is fine."
Mi Lailai, who dared to be fierce towards Li He, couldn't muster any anger towards Gu Jianbing. She knew very well how much this old man meant to Wang Wen, and that she couldn't afford to offend him, no matter who else she was dealing with.
She pouted, sounding somewhat discouraged, and said, "What can we do? Is there really nothing we can do to help Wang Wen?"
Upon hearing this...
Gu Jianbing's expression turned serious. He covered the teacup, walked up to the thin boy, and asked in a grave tone, "You... don't you remember who you are at all?"
The skinny boy nodded silently. "This is the 327th time you've asked me this question."
The old man paused, then changed his question, "What about your family? Don't your parents remember you?"
"I've been asked this question almost a hundred times." The skinny boy looked like he was about to cry, "I've always lived at school, and after all this happened, when I called them, they only knew to call me 'son,' they just couldn't remember my name. My dad has even started thinking about renaming me because of this!"
"It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense." The old man, having exhausted all his tricks, shook his head and walked away, holding his teacup.
The thin little boy followed them out of the Dean's Office, looked up at the sky, and his eyes filled with tears.
His voice was filled with endless emotion.
She recited, word by word. "On what day, in what month, in what year, I realized I had forgotten who I was, unable to find a foothold in this strange and bewildering world..."
Mi Lailai and the others behind watched the boy's retreating figure and nodded silently.
Mi Lailai analyzed philosophically. "Being able to recite bad poetry proves that his spirit is still strong; there's no need to worry about him collapsing first."
A group of people were laughing and joking.
Gu Jianbing was walking ahead, was blocked by a burst of light.
The dazzling light opened like a giant mouth, and people in long robes filed out from within.
I saw the old man blocking the light.
The first man in black robes grabbed the old man's arm, looked around, and said, "This is the renowned Five Regions Academy of the Eastern Continent!"
After a sigh, he turned back and asked Gu Jianbing with a smile, "Where is Wang Wen? Tell him to come and face his death."
The expressions of everyone in the Academy immediately changed.
They rushed closer, intending to rescue Gu Jianbing first.
Although the old man held an unparalleled position of prestige within the Academy, he had never entered the tower, essentially holding a clerical position. His own strength was at most slightly better than that of ordinary people in areas like Mechanism Art, and he would certainly find it difficult to protect himself when faced with a truly powerful enemy.
If the old man were to be harmed in front of everyone at the Academy, not only would Wang Wen's side be driven mad, but most of the people present would go insane.
Cheng Queyi listened anxiously to the "cannot connect" message on her phone.
"Don't waste electricity if he can't get through to the Western Continent." Mi Lailai said, already rushing towards the black-robed man who was holding Gu Jianbing.
The man in black robes scoffed disdainfully as he watched a beautiful girl, as lovely as a white flower, charge toward him with overwhelming force.
He held onto Gu Jianbing's hand without moving.
He casually waved his other hand.
A torrent of energy crashed Mi Lailai as if it were a tangible force.
Mi Lailai twisted her body, intending to avoid the fierce and strange energy, but found that the energy seemed to have a life of its own, chasing after her and rushing towards her.
She paused, her toes lightly touching the ground, and her exclusive personal domain of eight hundred layers suddenly expanded.
As expected of a domain, the strange energy seemed to be greatly hindered when it entered it, advancing slowly and no longer as agile as before.
However, Mi Lailai was thus forced into a struggle with energy and couldn't extricate herself from it for the time being.
When Cheng Queyi, and the others saw that Captain Universal Love, who was the strongest on paper, was trapped and immobilized with just one move, they were shocked and at a loss.
The man in black robes opposite him appeared even more smug.
A mere wisp of energy was enough to immobilize the opponent; what if there were more?
There is a considerable amount of new power within me, bestowed by the High Priest!
Thinking of this, he waved his hand again, intending to unleash more energy towards Mi Lailai completely overwhelm him.
Suddenly, a voice rang out from the side. " Eight Hours Chaos Seal!"
A bright purple, rotating halo gradually shrank and merged into the black-robed man's body.
His body visibly stiffened.
Then all his muscles and joints went limp, and apart from his eyes still rolling around in extreme shock and his eyelids struggling to stay open, he couldn't even move his fingers.
Li He slowly reached out from the shadows beside the man in black robes, pulling away his hand from Gu Jianbing's grasp, his tone icy. "You caused trouble at my the Academy, did you even ask me?"