The nearly 100-meter boulevard is more like the road of honor for the seniors.

Some are bronze busts, and some are life-size statues posing in a majestic pose.

If the dead ghost Mark had walked by before, most of them would not have felt it, but the current Mark could faintly feel that there seemed 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 stop, you will see a huge building in the shape of a Gothic symbol in the middle of the fountain shaped like a Ω symbol.

Thirty-six minarets, more than 30 meters above the ground, rise high into the sky and are stacked on top of the building.

The glazed windows of different colors are regularly and symmetrically distributed on the building, reflecting dazzling brilliance in the sunlight.

The massive arched main entrance is four storeys high and can accommodate three carriages in parallel.

Stepping up the nine-step staircase made of white marble, and passing through the doorway carved with reliefs of various gods and goddesses, you will be greeted by a huge atrium.

The exaggerated interior space of more than 10,000 square meters is supported by huge pillars at both ends of the horizon and the giant bones of sea beasts are beams. It is impossible to imagine how big this sea beast was when it was alive, and its spine alone was more than 100 meters, like an arched bridge on top of the atrium.

The vaults above the atrium are all made of one meter by one meter of large glass, and the dazzling sunlight swayes down, falls on the spine of the giant beast, and then refracts onto the floor engraved with large magic symbols, making the entire atrium full of fantasy.

Looking out over the atrium to the four sides, you can see a near-circular second floor, through which teachers and students can access the various colleges.

Even the main gate of the academy, which is connected to the atrium, is still two stories high and can accommodate two carriages in parallel.

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

The gates of different academies have their own characteristics, for example, the Elemental Academy directly imprisoned a demon that was only about half a human tall and looked a bit like a little devil, and placed it on the top of the academy gate. The monster screamed and roared, startling the freshmen, but the seniors calmly ignored it and went inside.

The Occult Academy is very artistic.

The door frame of the college gives the impression of an impressionist oil painting, with colorful and seemingly messy oil paint all over the columns. If there is anything special, there are oil paintings of the founder of the college and the current dean hanging at both ends of the gate.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Mark always felt that the two people in the painting were staring at him......

Entering the academy is a smaller atrium. On the left and right are student lockers. From memory, Mark found his cabinet.

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

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

"Ahh Is he that super-handsome senior Mark Destini? Real people are as their name suggests, alas! ”

Mark was speechless, originally trying to find a final corner, but before he could get there, a group of girls got out of the way of the golden position in the front row.

"Senior, please here."

"Uh, then...... Thank you. ”

"Senior, I'm XXXX"

The schoolgirls were so enthusiastic that Mark was a little overwhelmed. It wasn't until the guru came in that the commotion subsided.

This old gentleman dressed as an old pedant choked someone with one sentence: "Yo, rare guest, it's Mark!" I thought you wouldn't have gotten your diploma and never come to me again. ”

Someone flipped through the memories of a dead ghost and retorted: "This, I'm really not suitable for Katrina." ”

The granddaughter of "......" was rejected in her confession, and she still looked like she was going to die or live after she went back, which was the pain in the old professor's heart.

The old gentleman's lower lip twitched a few times, but after all, he did not speak, and began to lecture seriously.

Theoretical knowledge is always boring, and soon, someone becomes drowsy.

Thankfully, he finally heard what he wanted to hear.

"A lot of [anomalies] are not inherently [anomalous]! It is now widely accepted that the [anomalous object] itself has some special potential, and if it is stimulated by a special force, it can easily transform into an [anomaly]. For example, [Divine Power Slate]! ”

"In the records of the Church of Light, it is easy to see the [Divine Power Slate] found by a certain paladin guard from the wild, fought bloodily, and finally died of exhaustion. In addition to the cultists' crazy pursuit and interception, there is also the factor that the [Divine Power Slate] will stimulate the [Abnormal]. It activates beings that were not originally part of the [Anomaly] and becomes monsters, joining the ranks of snatching the slate. ”

"Only when the [Divine Power Slab] is fixed by the corresponding priest with a magic circle, and no longer overflows with mysterious energy without restraint, will it not cause unnecessary harm to the surroundings."

"Actually, [anomalies] are similar in nature to out-of-control transcendentals. The more powerful and unrestrained the force, the easier it is to attract attacks. ”

"[Anomalies] are often some kind of powerful obsession fused into an extraordinary energy. When encountering a powerful [anomaly], unless you have the power to break the rules, it is best not to forcibly fight this obsession. Once the obsession of the [Anomaly] is solved, the power of the [Anomaly] will be greatly reduced. In this way, it will be much easier to defeat or recover. ”

"This part of the text is focused on the exam."

Mark's whole body was in good spirits, and he automatically ignored the last sentence, and couldn't help but think: I probably used the dice too many times to activate my soul power before I attracted the attack of the lobster pincers. So what type of law of power do I use to control the power in my body? No, I first have to figure out what type of soul power I am overflowing.

Later, the old professor's class, Mark couldn't listen to it anymore.

To put it bluntly, history is written by the victors. Even the history of the [anomaly] has added a lot of glorification of the Church of Light, and at the same time obscured the fact that the major priests rewrote the rubbings of the Divine Power Slate according to their own interests.

Even so, Mark was quite rewarded.

Originally, the pleasant college life should have ended here, but just as class was about to end, Mark noticed that the figure of a girl suddenly became transparent.

In just a tenth of a second, her body was swept by a flash of fire, and the whole person disappeared without a trace.

"Shhh

Mark gasped and said secretly: I ...... Wrong?

Secretly looking around, he really didn't notice anything more unusual.

There was nothing left in the girl's vacated spot.

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

What's even more weird is that the two girls next to her, who were whispering to the girl a few seconds ago, didn't notice that someone next to them had disappeared, as if their companions had never come.

Mark's right eyelid jumped.

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

This is the occult discipline.

The place where the most ghosts and gods appear in the country.

Sure, this is the soul of a certain senior sister?

His own soul activation state has not yet been completed, how can he have so much time to meddle in things.

According to the slight uneasiness in his heart, Mark finally endured the end of class, ran to the school library, and took ten tomes in one go with the maximum permission that his student ID card could borrow.

Before you know it, it's time for lunch.

"Forget it, let's make do with it and then go back."

Putting the books in his locker, Mark slipped out to the school cafeteria.

"Ahh It's Mark! ”

If nothing else, it is estimated that there will be a lot of beautiful girls coming to seek a table mate.

Just as Mark walked over and was about to let the poor worm behind him accept the sanction of the cafeteria aunt, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a cute and petite girl.

The girl, who looked like a junior high school student and had short white ear-length hair, was staring at him.

The girl next to her persuaded, "Byson! Don't look at it, Senior Mark is not something you can soak. ”

"I know I can't go to school, but I'm so handsome, can I watch the next meal?"

"Row ......"

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

The girl next to her persuaded again: "Bisen, there are so many clips, can you eat it?" Pay attention to your demeanor! Deportment! ”

found that many people were watching, and the girl's voice was lowered, but it was full of urgency.

Who knew that this aroused Miss Bison's strange desire to win: "I said, when did you see me Bison Haruka eat hamburger and lose?" ”

Perhaps, she would have eaten a little, but after boasting about Haikou, a strange light bloomed in her eyes, as if to say - I can't lose this!

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

This homemade 'little burger' stacked up bigger than an adult man's fist is enough for Mark to choke, let alone that cherry mouth.

Just as Miss Bison took a bite, suddenly, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

"Woooooo

"Byson! Bison, what's wrong with you? The girl next to her was in a hurry.

"Woo woo woo-" In front of the dozens of male and female students around her, Miss Bison not only blushed, but also burst into tears, and pointed her little finger hard at her jaw, whining incessantly.

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

In order to be angry, eat hamburgers and eat yourself until your mouth is dislocated......

This girl, is she a fool?