The Bald Monk in the City

Chapter 866 Takumi's World Gift (One more update!)

Fujiwara Takumi looked at the slightly fluorescent sphere in his hand, which continuously released a kind of warm and indescribable light in the realm that mortal things could not peek into.

No one understands Fujiwara Takumi's mood now. He stares at this strange sphere, just like staring at an old friend who has passed away...

sorry……

But I... really, can't stay there...

Fujiwara Takumi looked at his hand holding the strange sphere, on which was Zhao Hua who was no longer young.

he is old...

Having spent decades on that plane, he has experienced a lot.

I have also made many partners, challenged many gyms, and even left my own name in the World Series.

However, when he was about to enter the twilight years of his life, when death gradually sounded its dull bell, Fujiwara Takumi suddenly had a strong desire.

Yes, it's time for him to go back...

Like a cherry blossom that disappears in the wind, it should always fall under the fence under the snow mountain.

That's where his dream started...

This time, he didn't bring his partners over.

As the doctor said, every elf has its own destiny and story.

Humans, too...

The cherry blossoms in spring are so beautiful...

Fujiwara Takumi slowly opened the photo album on the wooden table, where he and his girlfriend took photos under the cherry blossom tree.

It's just that now, she may be the same as before, and he...

Fujiwara Takumi looked up at the already dim sky outside, everything was bathed in warm orange light, even the Akita dog next door grinned happily.

He remembers the Akita because he once led its mother's funeral.

At that time, he was still an ordinary pet undertaker.

And she is a well-known dentist...

Those youthful memories always seem to have been smeared with honey, leaving only a sweet taste, as if the original sorrow was just a funny clip.

No wars, no riots, peaceful days full of intoxicating beauty...

How beautiful...this is my hometown...

Then...let me leave this world with the last gift...

Fujiwara Takumi slowly let go of his hand holding the strange sphere, and the next moment, some kind of magnificent power seemed to be about to overflow from the sphere!

It's just that at this moment, some kind of majestic force suddenly stopped all this!

Fujiwara Takumi raised his head in surprise, he could feel a suffocating will staring at this place!

And the next moment, a bald man who appeared to be of oriental descent appeared in front of his eyes...

Oh it's you……

The bald head looked at him and said thoughtfully...

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In a certain corner of the astral world that ordinary people cannot peek into, a huge building complex exists in a certain stable subspace.

This is the general base of the Plane Protection Association, and it is also an area that only those with the corresponding qualifications can enter.

After all, they caused a lot of trouble because of the protection of the plane.

But for the core members of the Plane Protection Association, they will not feel afraid or shrink back because of this.

They firmly believe that what they are doing is a mission of absolute justice and honor.

Some people think that our existence is redundant, yes, as they say, our existence is indeed redundant, the plane has its own protection and destruction mechanism - but only if those cubs who try to destroy the plane It also disappears, otherwise, we have, and must have the need to exist! ——President of the Plane Protection Association

Another mutant Panyun monk appeared...

Seeing the relevant information displayed on the artifact gifted by a powerful true god of order, Pande Gandla, who was in charge of information monitoring, frowned while writing down this key information.

In fact, based on the boundlessness and vastness of the multiverse, it is undoubtedly a whimsical thing to try to monitor with the power of a guild.

It is also true that they cannot achieve complete coverage and monitoring as they claim.

However, this does not mean that they have been doing useless work:

In the past ten thousand years, they have experienced enough challenges and ups and downs.

Now, they have formed a sufficiently mature and complete system.

They also suppressed and tried many plane destroyers, but in the vast multiverse, new plane destroyers are born every moment...

Everything is more difficult and complicated than imagined, but the sacred mission still needs to continue.

They firmly believe that as long as their actions continue, one day in the vast multiverse there will be a race that will not wander because of the destruction of the plane...

That is a tragedy, and it is also an indescribable pain of separation, which will always spread and run through the entire life of intelligent beings.

And this is also the original intention of the president of the Plane Protection Association and those founders to establish this guild.

After all, those who have never personally felt that kind of pain will not have the will to shoulder such a heavy mission...

But when Pende-Gandra kept recording the information displayed on the artifact, he suddenly stopped—he discovered a problem:

This guy, or is he already marked as a wanted man?

Damn! We gotta stop him!

Pande Gandela suddenly stood up, and then hurriedly ran to the main monitoring room under the somewhat bewildered gazes of the other monitors.

Because of the supernatural sensitivity of the artifact to power, there are no other magic items in the entire monitoring room.

Although, magic items don't have any effect on artifacts.

But for them, it has become a very difficult thing to find out the more distant and weak information from the strong radiation display at close range.

Therefore, except for special periods, it is not allowed to use any spells or spell-like abilities here.

What's going on, Pendor? Your face looks a little bad...

When Pande Gandela walked into the general monitoring room, one of the giants of the Plane Protection Association - the source of constant planes - the legendary shaper - Gandhi Ram was writing a report on the recent work.

He is one of the top ten vice presidents of the Plane Protection Association, and one of the most dedicated.

In the Plane Protection Association, he has considerable prestige.

Looking at the figure of Pende Gandela, he stopped to instill the will in the particle cluster, and then said with some doubts.

Vice President, I think we are in trouble...

Pande-Gandra looked solemnly at the constant source of the plane in front of him - the legendary Possession - Gandhi Ram said...