13 Mink Street

Karen drew out the great sword that had been pierced into Dali Onro's body, and supported his body with his hands to let him lie back smoothly.

At this time, the breeze blew by, bringing in some plant ash, and evenly scattered it on Dali Wenluo's body, as if it had been covered with a light layer of oil.

These are the last remnants of the decayed and disintegrated wooden stick, as if they came here specially to be buried with their master.

With this layer of protection, Dali Wenluo's body can be preserved extremely well even under such extreme conditions, and it will remain fresh and tender for at least several years.

But, there is no need for this.

Because Karen is going to wake him up now.

Originally, the safest way should be to hide his body first, and then send someone to retrieve his body and transport it to Allen Manor after he is safe and the situation is under control.

After waking up, let him go to Alfred's performing arts hall to report and walk around.

This process usually cannot be saved, because it is essentially reducing the burden on oneself, and in this regard, Alfred, who has been summarizing and reflecting on improvements, is professional.

However, Karen felt that this one could jump.

This man is a bit of a madman, with a clear paranoia and stubbornness, living in a completely self-centered world.

Such a person is usually terribly stubborn, but as long as he grasps a gap and tears it open, he can immediately change completely.

The thinking logic of lunatics is often not so complicated, not because they are stupid, but because they have few scruples.

More than anything, Karen needed his strength now.

Right now, there are a group of outstanding young people from the major god religions chasing him. If he can successfully instigate one of the best of them now, then the next thing will become simpler and more interesting.

Yes, Karen never worried that he would not be able to get away alive from the pursuit of these young people.

Because although Karen is very young, he actually doesn't think of himself as a young talented person for a long time. Anyway, he is also the minister of a large district... oh no, he is the appointed district chief.

As long as you don't encounter established rebels, on the premise that the group of young people are lonely and alone chasing and killing you, if you go one by one, you are actually going through a process.

It was the same for Dimotri, and it was the same for Dali Unro.

These young people can show their abilities to their heart's content in front of themselves, but they must win in the end.

However, this will inevitably involve efficiency issues.

It's really inefficient to find them one by one by yourself, and every time you solve a person, you have to pay a certain cost.

The most important thing is that after I continue to look for them one by one, the remaining group of young people will most likely be aware of the danger of being hunted back.

When a clear threat to survival appears, no matter how proud they are in their bones, they will start to group together, hide, or call a large number of rebels to round up themselves.

It would be fine if he chose to run away without looking back at the beginning, but now that he took the initiative to turn around and join the game, at least he had to hang his head around his waist, right?

Well, this requirement is not high, after all, I am not fat.

Next, Karen held out her hand, palm down.

A chain of order extended from Karen's feet and sank into Dali Wenluo's body.

Karen slowly closed his eyes, and one picture after another began to appear in his mind at an alarming speed.

This should be an ability developed in the dormitory of the Mad Pope and the others. The speed of thinking and consciousness has been greatly improved, allowing Karen to use very little time in reality to read the messages received in his thinking and consciousness in as much detail as possible.

...

It is an elegant manor, now covered in snow.

At the gate of the manor, a three-year-old child knelt there, his upper body was naked, his whole body was shaking, his lips were blue from the cold.

Standing not far from the child was a woman holding the child's clothes in her arms.

She was the one who brought the child here, and she was the one who forcibly took off the child's clothes in this cold winter.

She ignored the child's miserable situation, and her eyes kept falling on the manor inside, with hatred, anger, unwillingness, jealousy, and vicious madness.

However, the gate of the manor has been closed tightly.

The servants inside seemed to know the identities of the mother and child outside, and no one came out to drive them away or scold them, but they all stood indifferently inside, as if they had neither seen nor heard anything.

The child turned his head, looked at Karen who appeared beside him, and said to Karen:

"I...I'm so cold..."

Karen squatted down, and with a wave of his palm, a flame rose between himself and the child.

This is a flame of order, and it doesn't bring much warmth, but the swaying of the flame, even just looking at it, can bring spiritual warmth to people, and this can be regarded as Karen's own private product.

The child baked his hands above the flame, and with a smile on his face, he said:

"You know, they're all watching my jokes."

"I know." Karen nodded.

There is no sun in the sky above, just a rainbow stretching from one end of the infinity to the other.

Therefore, this place should be a core holy place under the Sect of Life, and being able to own such a magnificent manor in such a place is enough to show the status of the owner's family of the manor.

The mother and son are here, and the people inside must know it, but the owner seems to want to let them make trouble like this, expressing his disdain with an indifferent gesture.

It's really a ridiculous and low-level bad taste. Even the owner of Wayne's small manor faced a child who was thrown at his door, and he couldn't bear to let the child freeze like this, let alone his illegitimate child. .

In Wayne's drama novels and movies, there are also a lot of plots in which the mistress makes things difficult and oppresses the illegitimate child. The most sinister thing is to find a place where no one is there to assassinate, at least not so obvious that they will freeze to death at the door.

Alas, just like the Reincarnation Sect enslaves souls in the form of soul beads, genocide among the Crypt Sects breaks out frequently, and there are many scum in the Sect of Order who ignore order... The Sect of Life does not seem to respect life that much .

The most intuitive manifestation may fall on the doctrine that abortion is the most unforgivable sin for all believers in life.

But after birth, it doesn't seem to matter whether it is dead or alive.

"I'm a little tired," said the child, "because I don't know how many times I'm going to come here."

Karen looked at the child's mother in the distance, and said, "There should be many more times."

"I hope my mother can feel bored sooner, although it's not appropriate for me to say such a thing." The child sighed. At this time, he showed a maturity that did not match his actual age.

"Do you think that day will come?" Karen asked.

"Should be, if my mother continues to hate, when I grow up, I will help her avenge, find a chance, find a way, find a reason, and kill everyone in this manor.

If my mother doesn't hate so much in the future and just wants to have this kind of life to get compensation, I will work hard in the future. I heard that the families of those outstanding children can get very good subsidies. The better my status will be in the future. The taller you are, the higher your mother's status will be. "

"Um."

"But you know what the answer I'm afraid of is?"

"What is it?"

"That is, mother doesn't really want anything, nor does she really hate him, but...purely hates and loathes me."

"Do you think so?"

"Of course it can't be. In this world, how can there be a mother who really hates her child, right?"

"Um."

Karen responded perfunctorily. He could see that although the lips were almost blue from the cold, the child's eyes still showed a bright light.

Even in the current situation, he still has a beautiful longing for the future and life.

He didn't feel sorry for himself, and he didn't think that he might as well die, because this kind of negativity is disrespect for life.

The surrounding environment began to change. Even the flame of order condensed by Karen also changed color and became bigger at this time. The original child has become a teenager.

The boy was kneeling and sitting in front of the fire. A wrinkled woman was holding the tongs and stuck to the boy's back.

"Um……!!!"

The boy gritted his teeth and persisted without saying a word.

He didn't yell, it wasn't because he was angry on purpose and insisted on confronting him, but he was afraid that his screams would make his mother feel sad.

However, he was wrong.

Karen could detect the changes in the woman's emotions from the changes in the woman's expression.

She was torturing her son, but his forbearance made it impossible for her to express the negative emotions she wanted to vent, so this made her continue to torture her with more cruel and cruel methods.

There were scars everywhere on the young man's body, some places were festered, and maggots were crawling inside.

All kinds of torture methods around him flashed over and over again, making Karen, who was born in the Whip of Order, feel a little tongue-tied.

A low-level priest of the God of Life Sect, a mother, where did she find so many unimaginable punishment methods?

The gate of that manor has never been called open, and the only way for her to relieve stress for the rest of her life is to torture her son.

It was as if he was torturing the person who had insulted him who was very similar to his son's eyebrows, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction with his tragic and unfair fate.

And the brilliance in the boy's eyes is gradually becoming dim as the screen keeps flipping.

However, no matter what, there was never hatred in his eyes, because he was grateful to the woman who gave birth to his life.

In some scenes, the boy's teacher discovered his injury and came to the door to say that he could adopt him or let him live in a church school.

But the woman refused, she did not allow her son to leave her, she wanted to keep her son by her side and continue to torture him.

Karen stood up, he went to the door, and saw the young Dali Wenluo approaching, Dali Wenluo looked at Karen, and said: "I have the opportunity to enter the Garden of Life to practice, and my talent has been recognized , my future is guaranteed."

"congratulations."

"I want to tell my mother the news. I want her to know that she can let go of the past and welcome the new life; of course, if she doesn't want to let go, I think I can help her revenge in the future, just give me a little more time .”

"Um."

Dali Wenluo walked into the house.

After a long time, Dali Wenluo came out.

Karen said nothing, waiting for him to speak.

Dali Wenluo looked at Karen and smiled: "I killed her."

"Oh." Karen nodded.

"After I told her, she was going to change clothes and take me to knock on the door again."

"you are tired."

"No, I'm fine. It's because I think she's tired, she should rest, and stop wasting her life."

Karen was noncommittal.

"You, Karen?"

"Um?"

"Are you using some secret method to hang my last breath, and then start to invade my consciousness to read my memory? What I want to say is that it is a very inappropriate behavior to secretly look at other people's memories. "

"When the employees of the funeral club help the guests to bury them, they have to clean and repair the makeup. Most of the time, the guests, regardless of gender, will lie naked on the steel car. Do you think this is inappropriate behavior?"

"It's different."

"the same."

"I'm going to die."

"No, you are dead."

"I'm dead? Then who are you talking to now? Crack!" Dali Wenluo slapped himself, "I'm thinking, I'm feeling, I'm obviously not dead, I still have life."

"Yes, you still have life, it's just the second one."

"What?" Dali Wenluo felt absurd, "So you are a lunatic, Karen, you have a bit of a demon."

"It's really funny to be called a lunatic by you."

"Come on, stop playing, let me die a little easier, just as compensation for not scratching your handsome face."

"I said, you are over, this is a second life."

"enough!"

"I should say this." Karen pointed to his eyes, "If you don't believe me, open your eyes and see for yourself."

...

In the desert, Karen opened his closed eyes and said in a deep voice, "Order—wake up!"

Dali Wenluo, who had already died, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment. He sat up in a daze, first looked down at the wound on his chest, and then looked at Karen:

"Is it very interesting? The awakening technique of the God of Order. I thought you could understand me and understand me. When life withers, letting it leave quietly and cleanly is a minimum of respect.

There is a sentence that I didn't tell you before, but I actually look down on the awakening technique of your Kosmos, and I don't like the style of your first knight order, although they are indeed extremely powerful. "

Karen reminded: "You first feel the difference yourself."

Dali Unro closed his eyes and began to examine himself.

Then, his eyes widened suddenly, because he found that his body was not burning with spiritual power, but some kind of rules were operating. This was not a one-time consumption, but a brand new and orderly life ecology.

"However, it still has a time limit, because it will continue to pass..."

"What about this?" Karen began to charge Dali Wenluo through the chain.

Dali Wenluo jumped up in fright: "This... this... this..."

The lunatic who could calmly face death before now looks like a frightened quail.

But this is not surprising, after all, there are many things in this world that are more frightening than death.

As an excellent priest, Dali Wenluo knew exactly what the changes that were happening to him at this moment meant.

It wasn't until this moment that he clearly realized that what Karen said to himself earlier, "Give you a second life", was actually purely literal.

"So, Karen, are you an undercover agent placed by our Sect of Life in the Sect of Order?"

"Um?"

"Are you actually the Son of God of our Life God Sect, or the elder of the temple?"

"Ah."

"Did you still carry the artifact of my God of Life?"

"Can the artifact of the God of Life Sect do this?"

"No, it's impossible... Letting the dead regain their lives is actually a kind of inheritance of consciousness. Our Life God Sect is better at creating the 'sons of God' of ordinary people to achieve a certain degree of life continuation.

It's not me, this one, die once, like taking a nap. "

"Not that long."

"If you are really an undercover agent arranged by my sect in Order, I'm so surprised that the divine sect would be willing to send someone like you as an undercover agent."

"I am a follower of order."

"real?"

"I believe in order."

"But this is definitely not the 'awakening technique' of the Cult of Order. If the Cult of Order had raised this technique to this level, then the Cult of Order would have been able to unify the church circle long ago."

"It's the awakening technique."

"What the hell do you mean?"

"Have you seen Symmetra?"

"I've seen it. I really like to see which gods the God of Order has beaten or suppressed. It's pretty good to skip the part about my own house."

"Under the command of the God of Order, there are 12 Knights of Order."

"I know that your Cult of Order does not officially recognize branch gods, but the 12 knights, the four retinues and other famous 'lords' are actually the branch gods that our religion calls."

"Now, the opportunity to become one of the 12 order knights is before you. If you are willing to pledge your allegiance to me and follow in my footsteps, I will bestow this status on you and become my companion."

"Hahahahahaha!" Dali Wenluo laughed loudly, "Karen, the way you talk nonsense in a serious manner is really funny, I really didn't expect that a person like you would talk like this It's a joke, hahahahaha..."

Karen didn't smile, and stood quietly.

"Haha...uh." Dali Wenluo stopped laughing, then took a deep breath to suppress the trembling of his body instinctively, looked at Karen, and asked cautiously,

"Are you... really that...?"

Karen decided to let Alfred do the dialectics of gods and gods, as well as other cognitive theories. He has no time to give a learning and communication class here.

"You can call me by my first name."

"The... God of Order?"

Karen didn't agree, but she didn't deny it either.

Dali Wenluo's left knee bent subconsciously, while his right knee remained straight, causing him to make a leg press action to warm up before exercising.

In fact, the iron-like facts have already hit him, no, he himself is a part of the iron-like facts.

The seemingly casual chat before was nothing more than numbness and pause in his brain when digesting this fact.

"But you...why did you wake me up?"

"Probably because you don't like your two gods of life."

"Do you want me to betray you, then I..."

"No, I allow you to continue to pursue the true meaning of life."

Dali Unro retracted the other leg and changed to kneeling on one knee:

"Do you want me to betray, then I will betray."

Although Karen was mentally prepared before waking him up, Dali Wenluo's transformation speed still surprised him.

"For my second life, I don't want to put too much burden on myself at the beginning. I don't mean to throw away some things, but they can be sealed first. I can think about it."

"I can see that."

"Besides, I lost my last life in the mission of chasing and killing Karen, the priest of order for me. If the gods sell their lives, I will sell them."

"I appreciate your ability to unravel yourself."

"Thank you for your praise. In fact, there is another one. I promised you that if you give me a second life, then I will take your surname."

"It's not necessary, just treat it as a joke."

"No, this is not a joke!" Dali Wenluo raised his voice, "It seemed like a humiliation before, but now it is obvious that I have taken advantage of it!"

"are you serious?"

"Of course!" Dali Wenluo smiled, "Please give me a name."

"From now on, your name will be... Dali Wenluo Inmoles."

"Is that your last name?"

"Yes, but you have to keep this surname a secret."

"Will it be too monotonous? I'm not dissatisfied, I'm just greedy, you know, after living twice, the first time I have a chance to have a full name, I always have higher expectations.

Moreover, as you said, this surname needs to be kept secret, so when I introduce myself in the future, I still cannot say my surname. This is really a great pity. "

Karen thought of the name Pu'er gave Xiao Kangna, and the surname he gave Alfred, and said:

"Dali Wenluo. Bald."

"Excuse me, what does the syllable 'bald' mean?"

"It's the characteristic of an evil god who has a good relationship with me."

"I like!"

"Okay, can the process of acquaintance be over?" Karen urged.

"Are you not just my follower?"

"Yes."

"But I believe that I will definitely be the most special one, no, the most appropriate one."

"Whatever you want, now, I want you to do things for me."

"At your command."

"Go to contact the people who chased me like you, and help me get rid of as many as possible. I need to use their heads to commemorate the Priest of Order who was with me this time."

"Please don't worry, I have observed it. Among this group of people, I am the only one with a bald head, and everyone else has hair."

"It's your luck."

"You are right."

"You go find someone. I'll adjust and recover first. Remember, don't do it yourself after you find it. Your current spiritual strength is only enough to fight a fight."

Karen sat down on the spot and began to seize the time to adjust the consumption caused by waking up.

Dali Wenluo touched his skin, took out a small ball of plant ash, blew on it, a bud grew, and gradually grew a slender sapling, he held it in his hand, The shape was wrapped by the green light tiger and left the place.

After flying a short distance, Dali Wenluo stopped.

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!..."

He started slapping himself frantically.

"hiss……"

Then, he kept gasping for air: "Isn't it really a dream?"

"I was killed by Karen?"

"I was saved by Karen?"

"Karen is the God of Order?"

"How did I, a believer in life, suddenly become a Knight of Order?"

"Am I taking the initiative or being coerced?"

"Did you take the initiative? I envy him and want to have his decency. It turns out that this is not decency, but God's calmness."

"Coercion? The two main gods of my family were beaten by the God of Order and hid. I bowed my head in front of the God of Order. Is it normal?"

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Dali Wenluo slapped himself three times in a row.

Immediately, his gaze and expression returned to the original one, as if he had returned to his original self.

"ah……"

Dali Wenluo breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the emerald green sapling he was holding in his hand:

"Hey, new life, from the beginning, it was so exciting.

But why do I still feel a little weird? When I just took orders, did I forget to salute and just ran away? What is the salute posture of the Religion of Order? Should I respond with 'follow orders' or 'follow God's will'?

Now, do you want to go back and salute before leaving?

Forget it, let's do things first.

Everyone, I am coming to you one by one!

ha,

You didn't expect it, I'm fucking rebellious! "