"You have succeeded in provoking me off. Nehr University, hehehehe, actually has such a president and students. ”

After a burst of laughter, Burhan tapped the table with one hand: "Now that it has changed from a sacred place for teaching and nurturing people to a demon cave for the spread of evil thoughts, then, Headmaster Ibn Khaldun, you will be the one who will put an end to this three-hundred-year-old academy." And you, will be judged by justice, come, pull down!"

The students shouted, "Mean, vile!" but whips and sticks awaited them.

Looking at the chaos and the crimson blood, Headmaster Ibn al-Haredun burst into tears.

Burhan said gloomily: "Now, it's too late. ”

"I have something to say. ”

Burhan is full of pride, this is the advantage of having power in your hands, even if you can talk with your mouth, and no matter how much trouble you can make with your subordinates, you still don't have to be obedient? What is the need to be angry with an old fellow who is going to die? He smiled generously: "Please." ”

Ibn Khaldun calmed down and spoke slowly: "Citizens of Nehr, as a servant who has served the city for nearly fifty years and has maintained a devout devotion to Kara's knowledge, I have three major regrets about the situation tonight.

"First, I failed to protect my students, which was my biggest failure as an educator. I do not want to see bloodshed for anyone, even for noble purposes and fearless courage. This is my biggest regret. I will take it with me and repent in front of Kara.

"Second, I didn't step up in the first place. If I had stood up on the night of the Avenger's arrival and asked today's questions, perhaps, the situation would not have developed to this point. I feel deeply remorseful for this. As for the third ......"

He smiled and looked at the low pillar of fire, and took out a thick book from his arms, "Burhan Boka, this is the "Introduction to History" that I just wrote, and it has not been reviewed by you, I don't think it needs to be submitted for review, right?"

Burhan sneered: "Your own things, burn or throw them, you have the final say." ”

"Nehr, the place I once loved, has fallen. My friends, I am leaving, and you will continue to live bravely and fight bravely!"

After speaking, the old man stepped down from the high platform, holding the manuscript that had condensed his own painstaking efforts, step by step, towards the huge fire, his eyes firm and resolute.

One of Burhan's subordinates saw the clue and hurriedly whispered: "Big Boka, something is wrong with that old man, he looks like he is bent on seeking death, and he can't be allowed to get close to the fire!"

"Hmph, wouldn't it be better for him to kill himself?"

"But this ......"

Before he could finish speaking, another subordinate hurried over and said eagerly: "Oh no, our brothers are fighting with the students in the communication room, asking for help!"

"What?" Burhan was furious, "you can't clean up a few troublesome students?"

"Mansur! City Hero Mansour! He brought a group of former City Guard men to protect the students, as well as the war puppets!"

Burhan slammed his fist on the table, his eyes fierce and fierce: "Understood, this is a conspiracy from beginning to end! The demon's subordinates have merged with the polluted, and now, taking a step back is death! Pass my order, the soldiers are divided into two ways, one way to expel the enemy in the communication room, and the other way to go straight to the black prison, completely eradicate the polluted people below, not one is left!"

It was not only Burhan's subordinates who saw the clues, but also the students of Nehr University and many citizens who saw the determination in the eyes of the president, and he had the will to die!

The cry of grief resounded throughout the audience, and the voice called back.

Ibn al-Haldun had made up his mind and walked peacefully to the fire.

Let me and my cherished scholarship die together for Nehr, who is about to die!

However, in front of the fire, a tall figure stood in the way.

Ibn Khaldun knew him, a middle-aged man who was Sarong, a staff member to the municipal secretary.

"Mr. Saron, are you here to accompany me on my last journey? ”

Saron said proudly: "Heroes do not deserve to die at the hands of villains. ”

Ibn al-Khaldun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Having such a word here and now is very bad for your career!"

"What kind of career, is it a liar's reward?"

Sarong's voice suddenly became extremely loud, and there must be a hidden circle nearby that could be connected to the communication circle. Who would have arranged it in advance? Ibn Haldun could not figure it out, and he did not have time to think about it.

"The Holy Mosque was the source of all the troubles, and the desolation* tyranny of the Bercas led to all the tragedies that followed, and now, in order to realize their dream of dictatorship, they have put the security of the entire city on the gambling table, in disregard of justice and conscience. Even if the ironclad facts are in front of us and the tragic images of the victims are clearly cast in front of our eyes, these bastards still try to deceive everyone with their rhetoric, shameless, shameless!"

Ibn al-Haldun trembled with excitement.

He was determined to die, hoping that his death would awaken Nehel's awakening. But I didn't expect that the city hall, the lifeless town hall that has been prostrate at the foot of the Holy Mosque for hundreds of years, would actually have someone to support him!

For the second time, the audience shouted neatly: "Shameless, shameless, shameless!"

Saron angrily pointed at Burhan on the stage: "This guy on the stage, he is the real demon!"

Burhan was furious: "He is the tainted, clear him, clear him!"

More than a dozen Guardian Saint Swords and spears in helmets were unsheathed and rushed towards Saron.

With a cat's waist, Saron pulled out the dagger from the boot, let go of the stabbing iron spear, slid sideways, hugged the opponent's head, followed with the dagger, and strangled the opponent's neck with a knife.

Immediately afterward, Saron flew up and kicked the body out, knocking the two soldiers behind him. Then he picked up the iron spear, drew it from the left, drew it from the right, and knocked over two of them, and with a shot from behind, he pierced the enemy from behind, along with the cuirass.

Saron roared, put the sneak attacker up flat, fought with his arms, picked up the corpse and drew an arc, throwing it out more than ten meters away!

The audience was shocked.

A clerk with such beautiful skills?

More Guardian Holy Army surged in, and even the two war puppets on the sidelines were slowly activating.

The leader sneered: "There is a price to pay for being a hero, I want to take a look, how long can you last alone?"

Salon raised his spear and shouted: "Holy Lord Divine Power, come down to me! Destroy evil and save your homeland, tonight! Compatriots, get up, get up!"

The shouts of the mountains and the tsunami resounded throughout the audience, and the crowd was surging, instantly breaking down the weak defense line of the Holy Guardian Army.

One of his subordinates said urgently: "My lord, the mob is in rebellion, go quickly, go quickly." ”

Burhan sneered: "It seems that the brainless Bei Humin is crazy again, and our strength display is still not enough - war puppet team, do it!"

The curtain tore behind him, and six tall war golems took heavy steps towards the crowd.

The momentum of the angry crowd has stalled.

Burhan said viciously: "Let's see if you are ruthless, or I am ruthless! No one, don't want to offend my authority!"

The six golems turned in unison and fired a volley into the air.

Everyone was stunned, not knowing who this salvo was deterring.

A war puppet at the head roared: "Citizens, I am the captain of the city guard, Serim, and the war puppet is a sword to defend the city, not a butcher's knife to kill innocents!"

Burhan was taken aback, but immediately reacted that he had underestimated the energy of the former City Guard.

The puppets have a complete set of strict and perfect management systems from maintenance, maintenance, and repair to attack and recycling, and they cannot play any problem in any link. Naturally, there are many problems for the Guardian Saint Army, who are accustomed to being uncles, so in order to save effort and buy people's hearts, a large number of former members of the City Guard are retained.

Bulhan sneered: "Sure enough, it's a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised, this is the second time you have betrayed, I really can't find a reason to forgive you! Come out, Aladdin, the god of lights!"

The ground shook slightly, and the floor on one side of the platform parted to the sides, revealing the exit of the black hole.

Burhan laughed out loud.

However, no one showed up.

"Come out, Aladdin, the god of lights!"

Still no one showed up.

Burhan was so anxious that he jumped to his feet: "Come out, come out!"

Selim and the others laughed loudly.

In the teleportation circle, Aladdin's voice was heard: "I'm sorry, I can't get through. I'm in the assault on the Holy Mosque - I can't tolerate your crimes against the city. ”

Burhan roared, "What, rebellion?"

"No, Big Burca, this is the revolution. ”