13 Mink Street

If there is a choice, Puxien will not stay here, it will escape.

Even if it knows that the consequence of not cooperating with the selection is the activation of the prohibition embedded in its body, it will collapse directly.

All the phantom beasts that have appeared before have actually been embedded with restrictions in advance. This restriction is connected with the formation in the square, and each team's enchantment has a separate formation master in charge.

You can gain freedom by defeating the Eudemons in the team in the enchantment.

Eudemons that do not cooperate with the selection will be executed directly.

Each array mage can judge for himself whether the team in the enchantment he is in charge of has lost the possibility of winning, thus ending the selection early, and the phantom beasts will be controlled by the array to avoid greater casualties.

In principle, Puxien's spiritual domain, that is, its soul blessing, is to cause the soul to "boil" the effect, so that in the "false" state, it will elevate the target's soul wall in a very realistic way.

It does not transmit any soul energy by itself, it acts as a catalyst.

But now, it, the catalyst, was firmly imprisoned in this reaction.

Puxien would rather die now than continue. There are some things in this world that are more terrifying than death.

Especially the picture "in front of me\

,"Is it something you can see?

Damn,

I am willing to enter the proving ground to help you the Cult of Kosmos conduct the selection test in order to gain freedom;

But,

Do you know who you are picking?

No,

Even him, do you all need to be selected?

...

"These are all fake, fake, all fake, this is...an illusion."

Karen gradually came out of the panic at the beginning. He had too much experience in dealing with illusions, and he also had enough reliance to deal with soul-type attacks.

However, when Karen gradually woke up and returned to her self-awareness, the illusion did not dissipate, nor did she wake up, but the surrounding environment began to expand and refine continuously.

Is it because the strength of the illusion has increased?

Karen could only guess like this, because Ashley provided very little information about Puxien, and the organizer's almost clumsy way made Puxien launch a sneak attack on everyone in the team as soon as he came out. There was no one at all. Step-by-step exposure and familiarization process.

Therefore, Karen has not realized that the illusion he is in is actually the wall he built for himself.

There was a rope around his neck, and it was his own hands that held the rope. The more awake he was, the tighter the rope around his neck became.

The world in front of him began to tilt. Karen subconsciously wanted to maintain his balance, but found that he couldn't do it at all. His center of gravity was disturbed by the tilting world, and he fell backwards.

"boom!"

When the back of his head hit the ground heavily, Karen realized that it wasn't that the world was tilted, but that in his own perception, everything was overturned.

It has been a long time, and I have never felt so weak, even when I overdraw my spiritual power, I have never felt so weak.

"Karen, Karen?"

Um?

Karen opened his eyes and found that he was lying on a bed, and there were many people sitting or standing beside the bed.

"Oh, thank God, Karen, you're awake at last." Aunt Winnie cried with joy.

Aunt Mary laughed, then her face fell again, but soon she was smiling again.

Uncle Mason patted his chest and said, "My nephew woke up, haha."

"Brother Karen?"

Mina, Lunt, and Chris stared at Karen curiously.

"Uncle...Aunt...Aunt..."

Karen sat up from the bed, the expressions of the people around him were still so real, and the warm feeling of belonging to the family was so delicate, but... something seemed to be missing?

What is missing?

Karen couldn't help but put his hands on his head, what was missing?

"Karen, don't scare me. Is there something wrong with you?" Uncle Mason asked with concern.

Karen resisted the tearing feeling in his head, raised his head with difficulty, and glanced over the faces of all the people beside his bed again.

They are all here, who is missing?

"Karen, you're just fine. Come on, lie down and rest."

Aunt Winnie put her hand on Karen's shoulder and pressed him down gently.

Karen's body slowly softened and he lay down.

Yes, I'm just sick and I need to rest.

"Be good, Karen, take a rest and sleep, and you'll feel much better," said Uncle Mason.

Yeah, just get some sleep.

The back of the head was pressed against the soft pillow, and that sense of comfort and coziness immediately emerged.

But just when Karen was about to close his eyes, his expression suddenly became serious, and his eyes immediately opened completely:

"There are fewer people!"

Karen put her hands on the bed to get herself up again.

"Karen, you need to rest," said Uncle Mason.

"Yes, sleep a little longer, it's good for you," said Aunt Mary.

"Be good, Karen, be good, be good," Aunt Winnie persuaded.

"Brother Karen, take a good rest and play with us after rest." The cousins ​​also began to persuade themselves.

"There are fewer people!"

Karen stared and forced the words out of his throat again.

At this time, Uncle Mason, Aunt Mary, Aunt Winnie, and cousins ​​all stretched out their hands and pressed Karen's body, trying to push Karen back to the bed.

"There are fewer people!"

Karen let out a low growl, then pushed away the hands that were on his body with all his strength, rolled off the bed, and rushed towards the door of the bedroom. The moment he stood up, Karen turned the room The door was closed, the back was pressed against the door, the head was lowered, and he began to breathe heavily.

"This is fake, this is fake, this is fake..."

This voice began to rise in my heart, and Karen also began to repeat it in a low voice.

There was no sound in the bedroom behind him, and it was completely silent.

Looking at the floor under his feet, Karen gritted his teeth and looked puzzled:

Is this illusion so powerful?

The previous experience and calmness in facing the offensive of the soul system all failed this time.

He was obviously still determined, but why did he look more and more like a white mouse trapped in a glass jar and kept running around?

Karen raised his head and looked at the window sill on the third floor in front of him.

There, lay a person, a person exactly like himself, with a haggard face and a numb expression, just lying there, the outside sun shone on him, and it didn't bring him the slightest vitality, it was more like Put a layer of paleness on him.

He stared blankly at the top. On the ceiling above, lay two figures, a man and a woman. The darkness kept flowing from them, as if they were still bleeding.

"Why did I see you?" Karen reached out to press his forehead, and the drowsy feeling that had just been dispelled struck again at this time.

The man lying on the windowsill turned his head towards Karen, and he smiled, showing his white teeth.

At the same time, a terrible wound appeared on his chest, where the heart was, and there was nothing there.

"I'm useless, I'm useless, I'm useless, I'm useless..."

He is repeating these words.

Karen took a deep breath, maintaining his body balance, illusion, or illusion!

The best way to break the illusion is to look directly at it, face it, and conquer it!

Karen walked towards the window sill. Lying on the window sill, he stopped his repeated murmur and shouted:

"So he killed me, let me vacate my body, make room for you, and let you live in!"

Karen froze.

"This is the cause of my death, this is the cause of my death, because he wanted you to come, so I died, it was he who killed me, and it was also because of your arrival that he killed me!"

"No...it's not like that."

Karen was startled suddenly, he couldn't be brought into this rhythm by him.

"He loves you, he loves your parents, he..."

Karen continued in a daze,

"who is he?"

He on the window sill started laughing again, this laughter upset Karen.

At this moment, the window on the windowsill was opened. He stood on the windowsill, facing the open window, and said with his back to Karen:

"Push me out, push me out of this home, this home is yours."

Karen stretched out her hands and walked to the window sill.

But when his hands were about to touch the back of the man on the windowsill, Karen stopped, took a deep breath, and slapped his forehead hard.

Then turned around and walked in the other direction.

When he reached the door of the study, Karen stopped in his tracks.

This study gave him a special feeling, as if as long as the door was opened, all problems would be solved.

Karen put her hand on the doorknob, turned it, and pushed the door open.

Behind the desk in the room, sat an old man.

The old man sat there upright, looking at Karen.

"grandfather……"

At this moment, Karen finally realized who was missing at the bedside.

It's Diss, and Diss is not by the bed!

"I'm tired." Diss said, "I will find a reason to sleep for a while, and when you are truly mature, I will wake up and take what I want from you."

Hearing this, Karen took a deep breath, and the groggy feeling in his head appeared again, and it was several times stronger than before.

"Don't worry, I will always stare at you. Your every move is under my gaze. If you don't believe me, look behind you?"

Karen turned his head and saw the phantom of Diss behind him, which was his family's belief system.

Diss continued: "Look, in order to keep an eye on you, I held a blood sacrifice ceremony."

"It's not like this……"

Karen clenched his fists and began to hit his head. He wanted to wake up again. He hated this illusion.

"In this world, how can there be love for no reason, who are you, you know very well in your heart, how can I love you because you occupy my grandson's body?

Haha, so, are you so naive? "

Karen continued to beat his head while growling: "You create this illusion for me, I will kill you, I will kill you! Puxien, I will kill you!"

"You should face your heart directly. There are some things that you have never doubted or thought about?"

Karen raised his head with a hideous expression, but his eyes became clear again:

"You know, if Diss really wants it, I'm willing to give it to him. Even if it's just a dream, I'm willing to keep it going."

"Look, you suspected it, right? It's just that your sensibility overwhelmed your rationality." Diss stood up and looked at Karen, "You should face your heart directly."

"Ah……"

Karen laughed.

He backed out of the study, closed the door with a "bang", staggered to the stairs, and saw a black cat sitting on the railing.

The black cat said: "Karen, do you know that the plan of the Allen family has never failed, and I, Pall, are the one who actually implements this plan.

How do they idiots know how to use this finger?

I will find the most suitable owner for this finger, oh no, what is more suitable for it than its original owner?

At that time, I will be able to find an excuse to form a symbiotic relationship with you, and I will surpass the limits of the family belief system of the ancestor Allen, this damn family belief system that has locked up my genius!

I will choose the one with the best bloodline talent in my clan to marry you and let her give birth to your bloodline.

so,

My Allen family will receive your gift in body and soul.

What is a short silence?

The Allen family will finally usher in true glory under my arrangement, and the future Allen family will have the qualifications that even the gods have to look up to! "

Karen started to run away, and the groggy feeling returned.

But at this moment, a cat's tail poked at him, and then, a white finger touched his forehead.

"Order...come out and meet me!"

"boom!"

Karen fell into dizziness instantly, and fell down the stairs.

Before he got up, a golden retriever came over and licked his hand:

"I have waited for you for so long according to the agreement, this time, you must not abandon me again, I want you to help me get my Mills back, you will not lie to me again, right? "

Karen raised her foot subconsciously, trying to kick the dog away, but stopped halfway.

He climbed up, holding the handrail of the stairs with both hands, and continued to go down with difficulty. He wanted to leave here, leave here!

Here, full of absurdity and depression.

But what makes Karen suffer the most is that he can wake up again and again, but he can never have any impact on the surrounding environment, but the surrounding environment can always bring the most intuitive impact on him.

When Karen came to the stairs on the first floor, he saw an old man sitting by the coffee table, who was drinking tea.

"Huofen first... Grandpa Huofen?"

Mr. Hoffin looked at Karen, smiled, and said:

"My good friend Diss, what an excellent person, he shouldn't have such an ordinary and gloomy life, in my eyes, he should stand in the brightest place.

So, I summoned you for him.

You have to work hard, mature quickly, and become a step for him to become a god, hehehe..."

The feeling of drowsiness struck again. Karen could only hold on to the armrest tightly to maintain the last bit of balance, but he still failed, and his body slipped down uncontrollably. After his back fell on the carpet, he turned his head with difficulty. , I saw that on the original mortuary table in the mourning hall on the first floor of the Inmeles house, there was no coffin, but a throne of order.

"Come here, come here, here is where you should sit, this place belongs to you, Karen.

You are me and I am you.

I want to return before they return, I want to block their way back, I want to create a world where only I, a god, exists, and I want order to be the only criterion for measuring this world!

Forget your memories, let go of your struggles.

Those are just a little bit of dust that this gemstone has been infected with for a long time, and it will be clean after blowing.

Perhaps it was because of my deep sleep that I had some dreams, many stories, and many identities, and the identity you remember was nothing more than the last simple dream I had after waking up, but you, Ridiculously took that dream as reality.

Karen,

you are me

you are order

You are the God of Order worshiped... the God of Order! "

Karen held his head in his hands, and a strong desire to give up rose in his heart.

This damned illusion is full of low-levels!

But it was this kind of low-level, but it crushed him over and over again, so that he was helpless to fight back, so crushed that he began to despair, and so crushed that he wanted to bow his head.

This carpet is so soft, I really want to just lie down like this forever.

Karen clearly knew that the Uncle Mason he met earlier, "Karen", Diss, Pu'er, Kevin, Mr. Hoffin, and the throne were all fake!

But the more sober, the clearer, the more intense the pain.

This is not a simple pain, but like I am pinching my own neck, the more awake I am, the harder I am pinching myself.

This kind of paradoxical tearing and distortion plunged Karen into a bottomless despair.

sleep

Don't resist.

At this time,

A faint sound came from the basement.

Karen slowly opened his eyes. He wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, but the sound continued, still subtle and vague, but it made his consciousness buzz, making it impossible for him to fall asleep.

Slowly, Karen turned his body over. He wanted to stand up, but found that he couldn't do it now. As a last resort, he could only crawl, crawling towards the basement.

He was going to turn off that sound, like turning off a light in a basement.

Finally, Karen climbed to the corner and rolled on one side along the slope leading to the basement.

After stumbling and struggling for an unknown amount of time, Karen finally came to the basement hallway.

The sound came from Aunt Mary's workshop, and the door of the workshop was closed.

"Stop it, I'm tired, stop it, stop it, don't bother me anymore, don't bother me anymore..."

Calling hoarsely, Karen crawled there.

"Stop it, stop it, your voice makes me uncomfortable."

Karen crouched slowly.

"I don't want to hear your voice, I want to be quiet, I need to be quiet!"

Karen stood up slowly.

"what are you saying?"

finally,

Karen walked to the door of the workshop, and there was a prayer sound from inside the door:

"You are the great god, the incarnation of the highest truth in the world;

Allow me to praise you, for you are my light in the darkness;

Allow me to sing of you, for you wash away all the dust from me;

Please allow me to follow you, because you deliberately left my footprints behind;

I will always bathe in your brilliance, I will always abide by your will, and I will always keep your oath;

I praise you, my God, my Lord, my heaven and earth, my... my master. "

Door,

Pushed away by Karen:

"Alfred..."