.As Samust said, when the fallen monks of this extreme island country still held a ridiculous mentality of blind arrogance and indulged in luxury and pleasure all day long, the Buddhists in the rest of the Karatu continent were trapped in a devastating unprecedented catastrophe. - So far, the millennium foundation that Buddha Shakyamuni had struggled to create has been basically destroyed.

The Dragon Witch Sect founded by Samust is one of the masterminds behind this disaster in destroying Buddhism.

However, the decline of Buddhism began hundreds of years ago, and the Dragon Witch Sect only made up for the last fierce attack.

This is also the universal truth that is suitable for all the world - no great empire will be truly defeated from the outside. Before this, this empire that is heading for decline and destruction must have begun to collapse itself from the inside...

“…After nearly a thousand years ago, Buddhism had already declined in the land of India where it was originally born, and was hit by many competitors, and was eventually completely driven out of this rich and fertile source;

Then, the westernmost borders of Buddhist power, the small oasis countries and desert city-states scattered on the Silk Road were also engulfed by the churches of the Faren gods, and gradually abandoned the Buddha who once blessed them;

Then, a hundred years ago, the elf colonists occupied the Spice Islands, and in order to ensure stable rule, they brazenly issued a ban on religion, launching extremely cruel and bloody massacres against the indigenous human residents who resisted fiercely... In the end, some of the totem beasts inherited from the local indigenous tribes barely survived. However, the Buddhist temples that were also introduced from outside were completely eradicated by the elf army because of their lack of solid foundation..."

Amid the dull eyes of the Lord of Guangyan Sect, full of shock and shock, Samust had a subtle expression of smile on his face, one after another, leaning his fingers, and in an elegant tone like a minstrel, he told the story of the decline of Buddhism in the Eastern countries. Even his cough that had not been interrupted before seemed to temporarily relieve it.

"............ Fifty years ago, an ancient nomadic tribe wandering on the Tukan grassland, led by the chief and elder, resolutely abandoned hypocrisy. Now it is in chaos, and the old wounds I left on the Mazka continent last time have not been completely restored. Moreover, you should have more confidence in your allies. The Tukan cavalry has always been able to make ten in most battlefields. When they mobilized only two 10,000 teams, they marched west from the Tukan grassland to the border of Ser, and beat the red-robed mages to the dust..."

After being praised by such a blind eye, Samust immediately had to cough a few times in embarrassment, concealed it, and then boasted about the powerful combat power of the Tukan cavalry. After a while, he suddenly noticed a familiar name...

"...Wait a minute, you seemed to have mentioned Admiral Perry just now? Could it be that the famous commander-in-chief of the Far East Fleet of the Naserier Empire?! Well, it's really this guy? Hell, he didn't stay in the naval anchorage in Osaka Harbor, but ran to this inland mountainous area, which was not near the sea, to join in the fun of Nara City?"

"...Why... Admiral Perry arrived in Nara this morning. The reason seems to be that someone asked him to mediate the conflicts about the inheritance of the imperial throne, but it was still a little late. Before he arrived at the venue, everyone had already recognized the young monk's plan to request the Buddha's Holy Tribunal... So, in today's Nara City, he was actually just an idle spectator..."

The Lord of Guangyan Sect hurriedly approached and explained in a low voice, while Samust squinted his eyes and looked at the ancient city drowned in the bright red light for a while, and then he spoke slowly, "... Since it is just a mediation and, then there must be not many soldiers around Admiral Perry!"

"...Uh, he was only surrounded by more than a dozen personal soldiers, and there seemed to be a guard of about a hundred people stationed outside the city..."

"...Well, such a little force is not to be afraid of... Since this guy is here without knowing his life or death, don't think about leaving..."

Samust mumbled a few vaguely, then dusted his black robe and stood up from the tombstone that he had just sat, "...Ahem, this time, I was not going to join the battle to join in the fun, because I really couldn't find any opponent worth fighting. Ahem, but since this war hero of the Naserel Empire came here to seek death, it seems a bit unreasonable if I don't go to see him off again...Ahem, I regretted it for a long time if I didn't witness the self-harm of King Tkumse in my own eyes! I can't miss it again!"

While coughing in a low voice, he lowered his head and sighed, without performing any flight or teleportation techniques to travel, he slowly stepped through the knee-dead wilderness weeds and walked towards the burning Nara Castle.

On the spacious avenue beside Samust, hundreds of Tukan cavalry, all wearing short animal-skinned jackets, holding shiny swords, had already made bloodthirsty shouts, and were whistling by the horses and whistling towards the blazing hunting ground ahead.

Whether it is the Buddha, the holy land or the hero, they all headed towards the end of the road shrouded in blood at this moment...

The end of the Buddhist teachings that have spread throughout the East finally arrived in this lonely island country.

ps: outside the number of words.

The laboratories are really a headache. You have to register any equipment, and it is too late to wash the beaker and test tubes. And what is very strange is that the latest electronic balance is far less accurate than the mechanical balance produced twenty-five years ago.

The research director is an old man who loves drinking, but he has a very strange habit. He hates coffee extremely. He not only never drinks it himself, but also wants to be thunderous when he sees others drinking coffee. In order not to be fired for no reason, Lao Wang had to quit coffee.

What's even more strange is that the research institute should be the most scientific place, but in fact it is very superstitious. Not only does it have a small shrine in the laboratory, but when building a new building, it also invited Taoist priests to see Feng Shui and do a grand ritual, which seems to be a roast pig or something... In this way, it claims to be at the international level and often receive overseas orders from Malaysia, the Philippines and other places.

Today, I worked overtime to clean up and found a wall clock from the Republic of China period. What’s even more incredible is that I can still leave after applying oil!

Alas, the new unit is such a magical place.
Chapter completed!