"Don't worry, the Holy Academy of Ojos has already repaired all hills. Even if the Andes Mountains are more than 100 kilometers away, the movements of the demons are being watched tightly." Zhu Meng patted Mo Fan's shoulder.

This time, they are no longer as unprepared as before.

The Black Holy See seems to be the city of Panluo, a city that is about to become the economic capital of the Andes.

The National State Open was actually held by the Panluo City Government and the Ojos Saint Academy. This competition was by no means a performance by the Ojos Saint Academy, and there were also teams from many institutions throughout South America.

The Nine Camp of Ojos Saint Academy is just a hot spot for the National State Open.

The scale of this competition is second only to the competition among the world's universities, and is the most important event in America. It starts in Panluo City...

"Yes, the closest to the Andes Mountains is Banling Mountain City. Even if a large army of demons attacks, Banling Mountain City will become the first line of defense. Although there are many people in Banluo City, it is actually very fast to evacuate when there is the first line of defense." Mu Bai comforted himself.

Panluo City is built at a transportation hub with wide terrain and well-connected.

Even if there is a problem with the Andes Mountains, the city will not be surrounded by demons.

What's more, the outpost has the hill system of the Holy Academy of Ojos. The first line of defense is the Banling Mountain City, and the second line is in Rehe. Even if some powerful demon tribes appear, there is absolutely no need to worry.

Mo Fan nodded.

But there are still some things I don't feel relieved.

Banluo City is actually a reassuring city.

It does not rely on the demon world, and there are no special populations similar to those of the undead creatures nearby. Even if the Andes Empire rushed over, they could quickly evacuate from sea, water and plains. At the same time, several important military cities were also not too far from them, so they had to support them very quickly.

Bocheng is located on the Nanling Mountains.

In ancient times, they were built on the land of the Undead Empire.

So Salang really wants to make her plan. Is it really feasible in Panluo City?

This turbid heavy rain was really just an unexpected rain cloud floating from the Pacific Ocean.

No conspiracy, no life is ruined?

"How is the situation in the Shanren Tribe? Is there any news on Shangang?" Mo Fan was still worried and couldn't help asking Douglin, the Minister of Elements next to him.

Douglin also patted Mo Fan, indicating that he didn't need to be so nervous.

"Don't worry, everything is normal in the Shangang, and no demons are found to move." Douglin said.

"It is actually easy to detect in groups of demons. As long as our outpost is not paralyzed, just focus on today's game. This is the most worthy of attention in the United States before the establishment of the Andes Federation. I believe that every magician with outstanding performance will become the next star to the Andes Federation." Principal Xiling said calmly.

...

After the opening ceremony, there was a confrontation between the two camp students of Bran and Prince Benbo.

Nine students confronted nine students, which made all the audience dizzy.

When the battle began, the squares and roads outside the Banluo Grand Stadium were still surrounded by people who could not enter the field.

Some of them sat on the ground, some of them simply stood in their cars.

The stadium is not built high, and through those transparent barriers and architectural glass, some pictures can be seen.

The turbid rain water irrigated, and they were so enthusiastic that they simply didn't even carry an umbrella and raincoat, and cheered in the rain.

Further apart, there was a group of people holding signs full of words.

They seemed to be venting their dissatisfaction with the new government as their friends arrived.

And this group of people was also stared at by a group of urban armed forces.

You can demonstrate, but you must not cause trouble and cannot affect tourists from different countries and cities in South America.

The sign of the new Andes Federation cannot be destroyed by this group of people!

"With so much money to hold such a competition, why not give us a house that can shelter us from the rain. You made us leave our homes and deceived us Siren to swallow up all the cities and villages at the west end of the Andes."

"You have placed us in a city like hard labor and slavery, and we are doing dirty work, so we can support you borers who are sitting in the high seats and watching the game in the big cities!"

“Give our home!!”

"Give our home back!!"

The marching and demonstration teams were not huge, about two or three hundred people.

Compared with a gambler who only focuses on magic competitions and audiences, it is definitely a small proportion.

However, their voices came one after another, always overwhelming those game supporters from time to time.

In the field, Mo Fan could hear these people's neat and angry appeals.

Mo Fan remembered that he had talked to Bran before that the establishment of the Andes Federation was very hasty, and many people had not taken care of their interests, such as those orphans.

If a region that is so complex and unstable is invaded by demons again, it will probably be destroyed in an instant.

"Why are the sounds outside getting louder and louder?" Someone in the official seats of Banluo City expressed dissatisfaction.

"We can stop them from entering the field, but we can't stop them from shutting up. After all, we have some things that we did inappropriately."

"What do you mean by this sentence??"

"It's not interesting, watch the game."

...

On the field, in the camp of Prince Banbo, a violent bear beast rushed into the opponent's formation, trying to cut the nine students of Bran's concubine into the formation.

Unfortunately, the level of the Beast of the Beast is not very high, and it can only play a little harassment. The Beast of the Beast was soon severely injured by a fire student.

"I actually bite me, go to death!" The Fire Department student glanced at his arm and said angrily.

The flame suddenly increased to a stronger level, and saw a ball of earth-tan fire surrounding the summoned beast, and the flames devoured its body.

The burnt smell came out, and the violent bear beast struggled many times in the flames of the earth to escape, but was stopped by the fire mage.

"What are you doing?" The female student next to him glared at him.

"Burn it to death." The Fire Department student replied.

"That is someone else's contract beast, can't you let it go back? It no longer has the ability to resist!" the female student shouted.

“It shouldn’t bite me.”

The violent bear beast was unable to walk out of the flames of the Ditan alive, and the pain of the contracted beast was directly transmitted to the summoning mage in the camp of Prince Banbo.

The summoning mage stood there.

He couldn't believe that his contract beast was burned to death by the other party.
Chapter completed!