While Su Jun was still in a small mood on campus, a big event happened in Stu City.

"Your city of Stu harbors people of the Alien ......"

"Our great precursor sage, Lord Zhuge Rigor observed the heavens a few days ago, and there was a cloud of filth between heaven and earth shrouded in the continent of Orlanka......"

"The kind-hearted precursor took the risk of consuming his mental power, so he deliberately probed the ......"

"Found this place as the city of Stu in Gretuk......"

"Further probe...... Learn that it is the enemy of the Holy Land...... The Association of Abilities gathers here...... will lead to unrest in the world!"

A man in a large white robe, standing in the central square of Stu City, shouted with an arrogant face.

The white robe on his body was bright and terrifying, and the edges of the robe showed white fluorescence, as if how dazzling he was, how great he was.

"Who is this person, so showy, when will it be the turn of the people from the Holy Land in our Stu City to take care of it?" passers-by in the audience whispered to others.

"He, isn't he the strict holy servant of Zhuge Zhuge of the Holy Land! What is it called? By the way, it seems to be called Maoli...... And I've heard that his style of doing things is very arrogant......" another passerby also whispered.

"Cut, I'm afraid it's a disguise to hide in a strange association, isn't the real purpose to forcibly occupy Stu City...... It's not like this kind of thing has never been done in the Holy Land. ”

"That's right, the Holy Land is becoming more and more rampant, and even the Imperial Empire has to make concessions......

"There's no way, who made the city of Stu only a mid-level city, and it is neither rich in resources nor military points...... Naturally, it is to let the Holy Land. ”

"Alas, it's miserable for us ordinary people......"

One after another, more passers-by joined the discussion.

The white-robed people on the stage ignored the discussions of the people in the audience, and continued to chant recklessly.

"Hereby, our holy land of Holy Angels will be stationed here...... until the turbidity fades...... Heterogeneous Elimination ......"

"Damn, it's really arrogant! This city of Stu is not his holy place, why is it so arrogant?" a passer-by before listened very indignantly.

"Damn the Holy Land, do you really think he's the number one in the world, and no one can stop him?" the passers-by said louder and louder, and many eyes around him were around him, even Maori on the stage looked at him.

"That guy...... Do you have any opinion about our great holy land?" Māori pointed to the passerby who had spoken earlier.

was pointed directly by Maori, and more eyes were on this passerby.

"Say less...... The Holy Land is not something we civilians can afford to provoke!" said the friend next to him, fearing that he would do something stupid.

Surrounded by everyone, passers-by were visibly trembling, he was afraid that if he said something wrong, he would lose his life, although nothing happened, but he had this premonition.

"I didn't ...... I ......"

Before he could speak, passers-by saw Maori's disdainful eyes, looking at themselves like scum.

I wanted to apologize and give in, but that look made passers-by change their attention.

It was as if he were looking at an animal, nay, something more humble than an animal, like scum.

"Why should everyone be afraid of the Holy Land and let the Holy Land be? Is the Holy Land the gods?"

Suddenly, a wave of blood and an unyielding energy surged up.

Passers-by looked up at Maori and shouted, "Yes, I have an opinion, and it's a big opinion!"

After finishing speaking, the surroundings were quiet for a moment, and no one expected that someone would rush to question the Holy Land, and this person was still a civilian.

"Huh?" Maori, who had stopped looking at the passerby, was furious by his sudden words.

Passers-by were still saying, "Why do you Holy Land want to intervene in our Stu City?"

"The Association is the enemy of your Holy Land, not the enemy of the world, even if you want to deal with it, you have to let the Dynasty deal with it, we don't need your Association in Stu City!"

Passers-by said these words in one breath, and after speaking, he didn't know how he had the courage to say it, but the inexplicable anger made him say it.

Suddenly there was silence again, and no one present dared to say anything more, and they didn't know what to say anymore.

It is a holy place, whoever offends will be destroyed all over the house, and there will be no corpse, like this kind of civilians, the masses without any power to protect them, offending the holy land is a dead end.

There were also many people present who were dissatisfied with the practices of the Holy Land, but because of the power, no one dared to say more.

It's unbelievable that someone would dare to do something that a fool wouldn't do.

"Hehehe......" Maori laughed.

After laughing for a long time, he opened his mouth too much: "Can you answer me a question before I answer your question?"

"What's your name?" asked Maori.

"Carl!" passers-by did not refuse, since they all dared to resist, it was an instant for others to find out his name.

"Why, you ask, that's a good question!" replied, and Maori continued.

"Because we are the Holy Land!" said Maori with his hands spread out and a look of enjoyment, "The Holy Land represents the military, political, and financial Jedi dominance!"

"To put it mildly, there is no country or organization in the entire continent that can resist the Holy Land, including your dynasty!"

Maori then read with a light look on his face: "Your dynasty is a strong ant in the eyes of our holy land. ”

"Damn!"

"This man wants to die!"

"You can insult me, but you must not allow my country to be insulted!"

For a while, there was a lot of solidarity in the audience, all expressing their indignation.

"Silence!" Suddenly, a wand appeared in Maori's hand, and the square was covered in a shroud of dazzling light.

The space inside the hood became solemn, and everyone in the audience inexplicably felt the fear of death.

At the same time, a large group of saints on the stage surrounded the square.

"Now, I'm going to kill the guy who dares to speak out against my holy land, do you have any objection?" Maori said with a wild laugh, and with a wave of his big hand, the light of the hood became more vigorous.

And the aura of death felt by everyone inside the cover became even stronger.

"Let go of me, what are you going to do?" Karl, the passerby, was caught by a group of saints.

"Ahh

"It's not over yet, this lesson is not enough for you to remember, I want to carve an eternal memory on your face!" Maori laughed wildly, taking a spell that condensed on his finger.

"Ahh

"Hahaha...... Hahaha, do you know what it's like to offend the Holy Land? How does it feel? Karl?" Maori grabbed Karl's head and looked at him.

"Phew!" Carl spat at at Maori's face.

"Hehehe...... Maori smiled and wiped the blood foam with his hand, "Carl, right? Don't worry, after I take off your dog's head, I will take care of your family!"

"Ahhh

"Hehe, your expression is really God's masterpiece!" Maori stroked Carl's bloody face, his expression a little perverted.

"You're going to look at it like that?" Karl asked, shaking him off and looking at the audience.

No one in the audience reacted, either gritting their teeth or clenching their fists or being silent, but no one stood up.

"Hehe, that's good, I'll just assume that you have no objections!" Mori smiled with satisfaction, and once again picked up Carl, who was already talking nonsense.

"Goodbye Carl, I'll be waiting for you in heaven!" Maori said with a smile, and the wand in his hand was aimed at Carl, apparently intending to use his wand to decapitate Carl.

"Whoever moves him will try it for me!"