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Chapter 682 The New Generation of Various Countries

Chapter 682 The New Generation of Various Countries
"Memory Retrieval, Amir Karim Noor"

"The chief disciple of Imhotep, the high priest of ancient Egypt, was of noble status and should be approached with caution. It is recommended to keep a certain distance from him."

After muttering to herself, the schoolgirl in the dim-eyed uniform bowed to the boy in the black robe and gold thread.

"Pyro Island 10087 greets you, Priest Amir."

"Next is—"

"Goodbye."

Hey Hey hey,
Is this you showing disdain? It is, isn't it?
“I’m sorry, Priest Amir.”

Amidst Amir's conflicted expression, Tokugawa Shizuka stopped Busujima 10087, who was about to leave, and offered an apologetic explanation.

"This is 'Light's' younger sister. Her personality... well, she's a bit naive and innocent?"

“I understand, Miss Tokugawa.”

Amir dared not put on airs in front of these two, and besides, that wasn't his personality.

The place where they were was the 'Jujutsu High School' in Academy City; not to mention the incredibly mysterious 'principal' of this school, even the 'Tokugawa Shizuka' and 'Bukushima 10087' in front of them were not people without backgrounds.

Tokugawa Shizuka's boyfriend's name is "Kamijō Sōma", which can be described as extremely domineering;
His strength is also terrifying; anyone below the dragon level who gets touched by him will be reduced to an ordinary person.

They are utterly powerless against any extraordinary items, magical spells, or barriers.
How many people in this world are at the Dragon level?

And this person with the strange verbal tic, 'Poison Island 10087', is one of the thousands of sisters of 'Light'.

Guang, that's a true dragon-level powerhouse! Once the avatar of the 'God of Destruction' is activated, only a handful of top powerhouses in the world can suppress her.

So when Amir heard that these two were going to join the 'student exchange', he hesitated to speak.

Are you sure you're not here to show off your military might?!
but,

Thinking of this, Amir touched the huge stone book at his waist.

Unless the 'God of Purification and Demon Extermination' and 'Light' personally intervene, he is not without the power to fight!
Since it's an 'exchange meeting,' we certainly can't let the host country stand out all by itself; how can they demonstrate the power of 'ancient Egypt' if they don't show some of their abilities?

High Priest Imhotep lent his entire 'card deck' to Amir, not as decorations—although the High Priest no longer needed these 'low-level cards,' they were still powerful enough to unleash at least a demon-level attack. The reason Amir brought them was naturally for the purpose of a 'power show.'

Thinking of this, Amir turned his head to look in the other direction.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!
Amidst the clatter of armor, several blond-haired, blue-eyed knights strode forward.

"The Royal Knights of England pay homage to Priest Amir."

The leader, who had previously represented England in Cairo and met with Amir, nodded slightly first.

"I am in military uniform, please excuse me for not being able to salute."

England and Egypt are separated only by the continent of Western Europe, and in a sense they can be considered 'neighbors'; facing Egypt, which has a dragon-level high priest and the support of the nine Ennead, England dared not be careless and its attitude was marked by obvious caution and respect.

Their "Guardian Princess" only has a defense level of Dragon, and if she were to face High Priest Imhotep, she would likely be in grave danger.

"It's alright, here—we are all guests."

Amir's gaze swept over the knights, and he paused slightly.

Surrounded by these English royal knights,

She is a little girl.

Judging from the attitude of these knights, this little girl must be someone extraordinary!
Does England have other experts?
"Hello,"

Meeting Amir's gaze, the other woman obediently lifted her skirt and bowed.

"I'm."

"Sir, we should go now."

The leading knight immediately interrupted the little girl. Although his attitude was respectful, the urgency in his words could not be concealed.

"Ok."

The little girl opened her mouth, but in the end she obeyed the knight commander's words.

Clang, clang, clang,
Protected by a group of tin cans, the English 'student' team passed by.

"Lady Celeste,"

After they left, the knight commander spoke in a low voice.

"Please forgive my offense, but you are our 'ace', please avoid contact with others: the upcoming exchange meeting is the time to showcase the strength of England."

The trump card cannot be revealed in advance.

"I see,"

The little girl was clearly a bit down, but she still answered seriously.

This is the path she chose herself, and there's nothing to complain about.

I thought I could make new friends by going out.
Let's finish this early.

Go back and tell your sister Charlotte about this exchange experience.

"Those armored knights, are they from England?"

"Yes, those wearing black robes are the Egyptian priesthood."

As the teams entered the Spellcasting Academy, a few young men and women at the back were talking quietly.

"Joan, how strong are they?"

These people were dressed in a distinctly Russian "Silvermane Iron Guard" style, with heavy fur armor, each one either powerfully strong or gracefully agile. The person they were questioning was a young man dressed in fur clothing and fur leggings, typical attire for a cold region.

"They're all around wolf-level, but—"

The boy had clear, sky-blue pupils, but he didn't use 'seeing'; he used perception.

“The members of the Egyptian priesthood all carry several compressed spiritual energies, which should be their ‘cards’.”

"The spiritual energy emanating from the book that Amir was carrying was terrifying to me, even stronger than that of the 'Chirnobog Heirs'."

It's even stronger than the incarnation of the 'Winter Disaster'?

"As expected of ancient Egyptian civilization, we should try to stay as far away from them as possible."

The team leader was awe-inspiring. They, the Slavs, had no 'treasures' or 'heritages'; they relied entirely on their strong bodies, forged in the freezing cold and battling the winter disasters.

We are not afraid of dealing with ordinary superhumans; but how can we measure these powerful people by 'ordinary' standards?

However, the Russians were not unprepared:
"Joan, it's up to you in the next exchange. Cheer up."

"Um,"

The boy with sky-blue eyes nodded slightly.

His ability is simple yet highly practical: he can sense all extraordinary beings within a radius of tens of kilometers!
If one has encountered a superhuman before, they can even pinpoint their location precisely: this perception ability can give them the upper hand in superhuman confrontations, whether it's a sneak attack or a retreat, it's extremely powerful.

Da Mao has really gone all out to compete for this 'extraordinary inheritance'!

If it weren't for the principal's rule that participants had to be 'wolf-level' students, even the Great Emperor would probably have had to ride a bear and personally lead the expedition. As for the Feng Lei brothers?
Those two are too simple-minded; they could easily be kidnapped. Fortunately, they eat and sleep all day long. As long as they are fed, they would fight and mine without complaint. They are already the strongest "national guardians" of Great Russia, and Zangief is responsible for "feeding" and taking care of them.

"What about the little girl who was protected by the knight?"

Upon hearing the team leader's question, the boy named Qiao An shook his head slightly.

"Judging from her spiritual power, she is also at the wolf level. But..."

The boy was somewhat unsure, but he sensed a faint yet powerful and sharp 'high-level spiritual power' emanating from the girl.

"It seems that each country has sent its elite of the elite."

The team leader sighed, hoping that they would gain something from the upcoming 'exchange'.

Compared to those "superpowers", Russia's "Slavic mythology" is little known even to its own people, and its strength is only so-so.

It is completely incomparable to these countries with their various divine artifacts, traditions, and bloodlines.

Using Joanne's investigative skills to pick up the scraps,

That is their goal.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"A lot of interesting little guys have come,"

In the principal's office, Xinmei gave her comments in a pretentious manner.

In terms of age, Xinmei isn't much older than these 'contestants'; but in terms of strength, all of them combined wouldn't be enough for her to kill with a single finger.

but--

"Are these guys cheating?"

Xinmei could tell the true nature of these 'students' at a glance, especially Amir, who represented Egypt. He had such a large 'Dark Gladiator' book hanging on his waist, and the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from it were definitely at the level of multiple ghosts.

Even if he can't utilize the power of this 'book', he will still be overwhelmingly superior to the other 'students'.

"That's hard to say, the other students aren't weak either."

You gestured to Xinmei to calm down.
"And if we're talking about cheating, actually our contestants also..."

Poison Island No. 10087

Don't forget, all the poison islands bear the mark of the 'light' eight thousand spears!
When necessary, Guang can completely 'log in' and play for someone else.

When Kaleidoscope himself takes the stage, that's what you call crushing the competition!
Besides, Yu isn't creating a 'nightmare space team battle' storyline; these young elites from various countries are all promising talents to him, how could they be easily lost?

"The 'demigod plane' I prepared is not a competitive match; they can cooperate completely."

"Speaking of which, what are you preparing for this time, brother?"

"What are the properties of the obtained demiplane?"

You directly provided the answer to Xinmei's question.

"It is a demiplane set in a medieval Western Europe, where heaven and hell are in conflict."

This time, many young extraordinary individuals from other countries have come, so it would be inappropriate to use a demiplane with an 'island nation background' again.

Because it uses a demiplane with an island nation style, if the extraordinary inheritance is obtained by other countries, it will be somewhat embarrassing for Yu himself, the 'host'; if it is obtained by a young extraordinary person from an island nation, other countries will inevitably grumble: are they just here to play supporting roles?
and so--

They created a Western European-style 'demigod', and what students gained inside depended entirely on their own abilities.

And having just 'borrowed' so many souls, they're perfect for these places.

While Yu can certainly alter the memories of a soul,

But making too many changes can be annoying.

Simply apply a Western European worldview.

You only need to give these souls a general idea, and they will fill in the gaps and details themselves.

Even if there's something wrong with it, not everyone is an Uchiha, so the first reaction is:

The problem isn't with me, it's with the world!!

So, it's happily decided—the world of Diablo.

The conflict between angels and demons, light and darkness.

"At this time,"

Looking at the rows of teams in the mirror, You stroked his chin.