The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

Mohanlar looked at Xu Feng with a solemn expression:

"Since you've all chosen to take action, then I'll take action too."

"No one knows what terrifying beings will be awakened if the ritual is allowed to continue."

Meanwhile, inside the city lord's mansion.

Imamura Tano held the list of missing persons in his hand, his brows furrowed, his heart filled with frustration.

The Divine Cherry is about to appear in the world. Even though she has been removed from the list of the twelve by the King, she is still an unapproachable and awe-inspiring being for someone as weak as him.

He looked up at his subordinates and asked in a deep voice:

"Have you found Kameda and the others?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, there is still no news."

Imamura Tano stroked his chin, his gaze suddenly falling on the list. The image of that group of foreign tourists flashed through his mind, and he said coldly:

"Do you think it could have been those tourists who did it?"

The guard immediately lowered his head, his tone resolute:

"Absolutely impossible! Our men attacked them before, and those people were all cowards who were afraid of death; they were no match for us at all."

"That's strange then." Imamura Tano snorted coldly. "The eight of us who went missing were all children of God. I'm not worried about their deaths; children of God are immortal. I'm just afraid they're trapped somewhere."

He waved his hand, his tone turning fierce:

"Fine, if Kameda and the others are missing, they're missing!"

"The most important thing right now is that the sacrificial ceremony must not go wrong in any way."

"Lady Shenying is only one step away from completely corrupting the demon sword Thousand Souls. At that time, you will surely lead us, the divine children, to annihilate all enemies in the world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Imamura Tano opened his palm, and a dark, eerie, malevolent eye suddenly appeared. It was definitely not human and exuded a chilling, sinister aura.

As night falls, the festival is held as scheduled at the shrine under the sacred cherry tree.

The streets were filled with the shouts of vendors, and the food and toys were dazzling. It was a lively scene, just like a festival in an anime.

Xu Feng picked out a fox mask from a roadside stall and put it on Hong Xia himself.

A blush crept onto Hongxia's cheeks, hidden behind the mask.

Yu tide bit into an apple candy, her expression still indifferent as ice. Her JK uniform swayed gently in the evening breeze, creating an incredibly beautiful scene.

Ye Ningyun possessed a cool and aloof demeanor, walking slowly through the crowd. However, her gaze involuntarily fell upon Xu Feng's figure as he put a mask on Hong Xia, and a sense of melancholy inexplicably arose in her heart.

She shook her head violently, secretly annoyed.

Ye Ningyun, you are a man, how could you envy a little girl?

At this moment, Qin Yu strode over, handing over a mask and candied apples, his face full of enthusiasm:

"Fairy Ye, this is for you."

Ye Ningyun gave a faint thank you, but pushed the things back.

Qin Yu watched as her gaze remained fixed on Xu Feng, feeling a burning jealousy that seeped into his teeth, yet he dared not lash out.

The festival officially began, and a surging crowd, like a tide, rushed toward the shrine.

Xu Feng and the leaders of various countries exchanged glances and walked towards the shrine without prior arrangement.

They want to disrupt the ritual.

The sacred cherry tree, like a towering giant, stands in the shrine, its pink cherry blossoms drifting down and landing on the shoulders of passersby. The scene on the bluestone path is breathtakingly beautiful.

The scenery is so beautiful that any screenshot could be used as a phone wallpaper.

At the same time, the live stream chat was flooded with comments.

"I'll Never Regret Being an Anime Fan (Chinese): 'Is this really a national war dungeon? It feels like a festival from an anime, it's so alluring!'"

I, Zelda, am taking Link home today! (Hua): "This scene is just like something out of an anime, it's so beautiful."

Testicular War God (Hua): "It's just the calm before the storm. Don't forget, the Bloody Gentlemen are going to disrupt the festival."

Sakura's First Blade (Sakura): "I'm a little curious about what will happen at the festival later. Is it some kind of evil ritual? How does Hikawa plan to disrupt the ritual? That Imamura Tano isn't as simple as he seems."

Pasha Flying Pancake (Part 3): "Our Indian warriors are invincible, and have the highest survival rate in all dungeons. There's nothing to worry about in a mere national war dungeon."

Rebellious Lu Zhishen (Hua): "Ha! You Indians are just bragging! You can escape a dungeon without anyone dying when you encounter a Bloodthirsty Gentleman? You guys are something else."

...............

As the group entered the shrine, a bonfire was already burning brightly in the courtyard. The townspeople were singing and dancing around the fire, their laughter and joy filling the air, their faces beaming with happiness, making it seem no different from any other festival.

On the central stage of the shrine, young shrine maidens, dressed in gorgeous costumes, were gracefully dancing the Kagura dance, their robes fluttering and their steps slow and elegant.

Everything seemed peaceful and normal, as if it were just an ordinary folk festival.

The demon sword stood silently beneath the cherry blossom tree, with the red cloth strip wrapped around it hanging to the ground.

At this moment, the demon sword was dull and lifeless, looking like an ordinary piece of iron, without any fierce aura.

The anticipated evil and bloody human sacrifice ritual did not occur, and the scene before them left everyone at a loss as to how to disrupt the ceremony, even if they wanted to.

Xu Feng subconsciously turned his head and looked around, his pupils suddenly contracting, his expression instantly becoming serious, and he said in a deep voice:

"Ye Ningyun has disappeared."

Qin Yu looked puzzled upon hearing this and asked:

"Who is Ye Ningyun? Mr. Xu Feng, there is no such person in our Chinese camp at all!"

Yu tide nodded repeatedly, her eyes filled with confusion, as if Ye Ningyun had never existed.

Xu Feng's pupils suddenly contracted. He clearly remembered that Ye Ningyun had indeed entered the instance with them; she definitely existed.

A terrible thought flashed through his mind in an instant.

Could it be that after the person who was sacrificed disappears, their memories are altered by a mysterious force?

My physical constitution is 22.5, and my mental strength has also increased by 22.5 times. Perhaps it is because of this mental strength that far exceeds that of ordinary people that my memory has not been affected.

Those with weaker constitutions had their memories altered by this strange force.

Xu Feng turned to look at Shiragami Yukihime, who gently shook her head and said with certainty:

"Mr. Xu Feng, we do not have a person named Ye Ningyun here."

Xu Feng suddenly realized why the people in the city dared to use thousands of them as sacrifices without worrying about them rebelling.

It turns out that those who are sacrificed will completely disappear from everyone's memory under the influence of a mysterious force.

If the sacrifices are allowed to continue, even if everyone is sacrificed, no one will notice anything unusual; at most, they will just feel that something is wrong.

This nation war instance is truly terrifying.

Xu Feng took a deep breath and said solemnly to the team leaders from various countries:

"We did have people sacrificed as offerings. This instance alters other people's memories, but for some reason my memories weren't affected."

"I can tell you with absolute certainty that Ye Ningyun is a real person, and there should be 19 other people who disappeared along with her."