13 Mink Street

"Work overtime."

This is an evil word, and its power can even make most people instinctively experience physical discomfort after hearing it.

Especially in the current scene, even death is not the end, and after "waking up", you still need to continue to face this never-ending work.

However, after Bourne heard this word, he relaxed all of a sudden.

The emotions that he couldn't control at first finally found the right flow. He firmly grasped the pen in his hand, and nodded with a serious expression.

Because, from Bourne's perspective, death is not a fear, and the only regret is that he can no longer continue to contribute to order.

Now, the regret is made up.

Bourne and Pavaro are actually the same kind of people.

Their choices and persistence are often incomprehensible to outsiders, who feel absurd, ridiculous, and stupid.

But there is never a shortage of "buzzing" flies in this world. They always use their brains that are no bigger than the tip of a needle to deconstruct all the beauty and sublime, thinking that everything in this world is dirty, smelly, and false.

It's a pity that they can only revolve around carrion in this life, sinking in selfishness, narrowness, and gloom;

But those people who were ridiculed by them had already seen the real scenery that the flies could never reach in their lifetime in the spiritual realm.

And Tai Xisen, after failing in the struggle, chose to accompany the high priest to perform this peaceful ending before dying;

There are also retired old people like Pillow, who developed overloaded formations, just to use them twice before and after death; the retired old officers of the Knights, fearing that they are too old and their physical functions have declined severely, in order to Able to contribute more strength in waking up in the future, and choose to end life early;

There are also young priests who know that they are not qualified on the battlefield, but still call out "See you, the First Knights", and carry the self-destruct scroll without hesitation to complete the surprise attack;

What's more, in the first knight order, the long-dead ancestors have gone to sleep for an unknown number of years, but they are still "always ready".

Karen's eyes wandered slightly, this time "waking up" is different from before.

It may be because of the realm, it may be the reason for the awakened object, it may be the reason of the timing, or it may be the reason of the level of cognition...

Karen had a feeling that he had "awakened" Bourne, but the thousands of priests of order like Bourne he had met and hadn't met had also "awakened" him.

It is only a momentary thing to wake people up on their own, but their awakening to themselves is the result of a long-term accumulation of qualitative changes caused by quantitative changes.

The epiphany I had been sitting on the sofa before was actually not interrupted by Bourne's death, but had a more continuous effect because of my own awakening of him.

god shepherd,

Where should I put "God"?

Bourne stood up slowly, hoo, finally got out of the untimely chair.

His body had already weakened, but when he was about to kneel down naturally, the corner of his eye glanced at the "Symme" that would be placed on the desk of every priest of Order.

His elbows rested on the table.

The falling figure was abruptly stopped by him;

Like a person with paralyzed legs, relying on the strength of his arms, it is very difficult to maintain his standing.

For countless reasons, he should kneel down.

Nothing can excite a believer in order more than seeing a "god" at the time of death. This is a kind of recognition and the highest honor.

He gave up everything, he threw himself into the shadows, he didn't care if people understood him, but he was a human being after all, a living human being.

On a certain night, he would look up at the moon in the dark night and pray silently in his heart. Everything I did was under the watchful eye of "my lord".

God is his spiritual pillar.

He wants to kneel down to worship, to kiss the boots of God, and to pour out his emotions to God;

But God educated him,

God said:

Under order, everyone is equal.

He felt that he should stand and not kneel down.

Kneeling down is not a humiliation to oneself, but an insult to "God".

Because this would put the God of Order that one believed in into the same category as those lesser-known gods.

This is unacceptable to Bourne, the god of order is the only god!

It's not the only one in the Order of God, but the only one in the world, that is, the timing is not ripe, and I am afraid of causing chain waves, otherwise the fanatical believers of Order have already recorded in their own god history records as "light false gods" and "life false gods". The titles such as "God of the Night" and "False God of the Night" are used to label the main gods of other churches.

But this kind of persistence was so painful that Bourne gradually couldn't hold it anymore. The temptation to kneel down was too strong to resist.

Karen's wandering eyes returned to Bourne.

He walked around the desk, walked to Bourne's side, and reached out to support Bourne's arm. The moment he touched it, Karen felt the vibration from Bourne's body.

"You have just recovered, and you still need to get used to it, so sit down first."

Bourne sat back on the chair again, looked at Karen, and asked:

"How should I face... you?"

"What it was before is what it is now."

"How can this be……"

"You and I are both walking together on this road with the same goal and the same ambition."

"I, I, I dare not..."

"You are Bourne, your gaze once gave me great pressure, and made me feel frightened."

"I, I am guilty..."

"You'll get used to it quickly, I'm sure."

"Really, really..."

"Because you didn't kneel down, I just lost my mind, but I'm very glad that I didn't see the picture of you kneeling in front of me when I came back to my senses, otherwise, I would be very disappointed."

"The dream is actually real. Am I dreaming now?"

"Our goal is originally a dream. We are all a group of incomprehensible...idealists living in a dream."

Bourne reached out, reached for "Symme", and then grabbed the book in front of him.

Karen asked with a smile, "Why, do you want me to sign this book for you?"

"hehe……"

The order conspirator who has experienced countless storms under the shadow, at this moment, even this kind of cooperation seems extremely blunt.

But considering his current situation, no one would mock his shyness and stage fright.

Bourne put his palm on the cover of Symmetra, and his breathing finally became steady. When he looked at Karen again, he could see nothing but piety in his eyes. Next, He no longer stumbles when he speaks,

He said:

"I, Bourne Lansage, made an oath to Symmetra when I joined the Church: I will be loyal to Order all my life, and I will give everything without regret, just so that Symmetra can shine even brighter.

Please, my lord... review. "

Karen nodded solemnly and said, "I saw it."

Bourne closed his eyes, his lips whispered:

"I, we, are happy. You never abandoned us. You are always by our side."

Karen shook his head and said, "It's not like that, I've seen you, and I've seen a lot of people, but there are more people like you that I can't see.

They may still be alive now, and they are still suffering now, and more should have died long ago. I have not been able to see them, and they have not been able to see me. "

"No, you saw them!" Bourne opened his eyes and said firmly, "You have always existed in their hearts, and your recognition of me is the recognition of thousands of pious believers in order. You If you can see me, you can see them too.

I am by no means an exception, nor am I lucky.

god,

I believe that when they were desperate, in pain, and dying, they must have seen you appear in front of them! "

Karen was silent.

He lowered his head, as if he was thinking, but for a while, he couldn't think of anything.

But when he was about to speak, suddenly, thin and long silk threads appeared in his eyes. If you observe carefully, these are actually chains of order. Their density is beyond imagination.

At first they were gathered together like a ball of thread;

Gradually, they spread out, extending to the nearby, extending to the distance, and even more, extending to the untouchable past.

In my mind, there seemed to be pious murmurs. This scene was very similar to my previous experience in the First Knights' garrison.

"Praise my Lord."

"Lord, your light will always shine in my direction."

"Lord, I see you."

"..."

In the depths of the soul, in the swamp, due to the return of the [Blade of Sighs], the sculpture of hunger addiction, which was bound by chains of order, slowly raised its head.

The chains that suppressed it began to tremble.

This is not a resistance from the sculpture of hunger addiction, but the stronger Karen is, the stronger it will only become stronger together.

Karen stretched out his hand to cover his forehead in great pain. He resisted all discomfort and responded to Bourne:

"Yes, you are right, I saw it."

Those murmurs, many of them were prayers before dying, and those beliefs were squeezing my consciousness.

The current self is simply unable to bear this terrible load.

"ah……"

"My lord, you are..."

"Bourne, Alfred will be responsible for telling you about the next thing. Now, I feel a little uncomfortable. I need to be quiet by myself and don't let anyone disturb me."

"Follow the will of God."

The pain on Karen's face brought Bourne back to action.

Perhaps at this moment, even he himself couldn't tell whether it was his concern for "God" or his concern for Karen, a young junior.

Probably, the proportion of the latter will be greater.

Because he didn't even think about why the supreme god suffers.

When he came outside his office, Bourne closed the door, and he stood there, puffing out his chest.

A sense of sacred responsibility lingered in his chest.

Because he is guarding the Lord, guarding his own god.

In the office, Karen staggered to the sofa and sat down.

He still lowered his head, squeezing his forehead with his palms, and the swelling feeling in his consciousness made him suffer unimaginable suffering.

Perhaps the only way to alleviate this pain at this time is to personally untie the chains that [Blade of Sighs] hung on the Hunger Sculpture, and then let the Hunger Sculpture share it for yourself.

next moment,

Karen appeared in the swamp of souls.

Hunger Sculpture does not seem to be surprised by this.

Karen raised her hand,

But just when the chain arranged by [Blade of Sigh] was about to be taken back by Karen's order, Karen put his arm down again.

"Why am I asking you?"

Karen looked at the sculpture of hunger addiction, but the sculpture of hunger addiction did not respond at all.

"I'm sick, yes, very, very sick..."

Karen slowly opened his arms:

"But I don't believe that those prayer thoughts before dying will really kill me, because they, like me, are devout believers in order."

Hearing these words, the eyes of the Hunger Sculpture slowly opened. There was no emotion in its eyes, and it just stared at Karen coldly.

"It's nothing more than roasting me in a way that is infinitely stronger than the fire of light, as before. As long as I don't die, there is nothing to be afraid of, tell me, right?"

Karen put down all resistance, no longer rejected, he even started to take the initiative to accept those prayers.

The degree of pain is constantly escalating.

Karen's consciousness also gradually fell into a loss. In fact, he was already lost.

His consciousness was covered by the mud in the swamp, and then merged into the mud.

He just seemed to disappear.

This scene made [Scythe of War], who was still struggling in the swamp and unwilling to bow his head, feel at a loss for a while.

However, even if Karen disappeared, the chains that imprisoned the sculpture of hunger addiction still existed, and the sculpture of hunger addiction did not completely occupy this body.

"Gudu...gudu...gudu..."

Streams of air bubbles rolled out from the swamp.

Gradually, the mud began to bulge, and after reaching the human shape, it began to peel off again.

In the thoughts of prayers of the believers before they died, Karen was lost, but it was also their prayers and beliefs that brought Karen back.

Karen slowly opened his eyes, the pain still exists, has not been relieved, and continues to escalate.

But there was a smile on his face.

There was an ear-piercing rubbing sound from the Hunger Sculpture, as if it was under some kind of pressure.

Yes, the pain didn't go away, it just shifted.

From Karen, transferred to the Hunger Addiction Sculpture.

The degree of this transfer is getting deeper and deeper.

So much so that apart from a smile on Karen's face, there was also a little relaxation and leisure.

This is the first time he has faced hunger addiction with this attitude.

Karen said:

"It turns out that you are not invincible. The God of Order actually did not lose to you."

Karen looked around at the swamp.

Then,

He opened his eyes, his consciousness returned to reality, and he sat on the sofa in the chief bishop's office.

he looked up,

There are thoughts in his eyes:

"Hey, ex, what kind of existence are you?"

Karen leaned back so that his back was completely attached to the back of the sofa, and his gaze was fixed on the ceiling of the office.

It's a wonderful feeling,

You are searching hard, you are groping in confusion, you don't know where the end of the road is, and you don't know whether your efforts will be rewarded.

But when you actually arrived at a location, you saw a stele with the inscription left by the previous one.

he has been here

This proves your way, is right, you are affirmed.

Just as Bourne saw himself when he died;

And I also saw him.

Karen raised his hand, he wanted to write something down to record his feelings at this time.

Although there is no pen in hand and no paper in front of me, it doesn't matter.

He wanted to write, so he wrote.

...

"Um?"

Alfred, who was sorting out documents in Karen's office, suddenly noticed movement in the lounge. He opened the door and saw the black notebook that was originally placed in a wooden box floating out of the desk inside;

Even though the windows were closed tightly, it seemed as if there was a wind blowing, so I turned the notebook to a blank page;

The pen cap came off, the pen was suspended, and the golden font began to be written on the notebook.

Alfred took a deep breath, he couldn't wait, but deliberately suppressed his steps, for fear of breaking the atmosphere at this time, he slowly came to the desk.

The young master hadn't written anything in the notebook for a while, which made Alfred, who had always regarded it as a source of spirituality, extremely hungry.

What appeared in the notebook were special words that only he and the young master could understand.

When reading these words for the first time, Alfred felt that this should be the monologue in the young master's heart, which is a bit more colloquial than written;

But it doesn't matter, the remaining finishing work is his first job as Alfred.

"The Cult of Order has the most powerful Overlord God at the end of the last era. His rise has opened up the soil for order to survive and develop.

Some of His behaviors I can understand, some I can’t yet; I may understand some of the parts that I don’t understand in the future, but there will definitely be some that I will never agree with.

It's like... maybe he would like to eat Wei En's sauce? "

"Wien miso?"

Alfred opened his mouth, he couldn't understand why the word "Vienna sauce" appeared in such a solemn and sacred record!

Oh my God,

God,

sir,

How can you do this!

Alfred grabbed his hair with both hands. He has always paid great attention to image management, but now he is really crazy.

Because he couldn't imagine that after thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, and several epochs, believers would have strange reactions when they saw "Vienne Sauce" when they read "Light of New Order".

At that time, the country of Wien definitely didn't exist anymore, and even the place names didn't exist. No, even the island might have been submerged into the sea.

But "Vienna Sauce", it will always exist.

There will be generations of theological researchers who will devote their whole lives to researching and proving what a magical thing "Vienna Sauce" is.

"Oh, no, no, I can't sit by and let this happen, I'm going to fix it, I'm going to fix it!"

The golden font on the notebook continues to appear:

"It is undeniable that His meritorious deeds have already covered all the roughness and folds, and the back view facing the era is His most profound presentation of 'Order'.

We often regard "God" as the highest interpretation of faith, and believe that God created everything, but I believe that it is the countless devout and selfless believers of Order who have truly created and promoted the development of order rules to this day.

Their beliefs converged into a part of divinity, just like the "God-making Experiment" carried out by the Order of God in York City.

The first time it failed, because the gods created could not exist at all, only the horrible pollution that almost broke out;

The second time, I will not allow it to develop. The reason for preventing it is the creed I have always adhered to. I firmly believe that, as a believer in order, we should not sit back and watch the existence of "God" who destroys the rules of order. Advent again.

This is what I thought before, I don't actually understand why it can't be done, I just know...it shouldn't be done.

Now, I think I understand a part, maybe still superficial, or even wrong, but deeper than before.

It seems to be a law that gods are polluted, and gods are the greatest source of pollution in the world.

Luo Ya's Lax copper coin is known as the "source of all evil";

But in fact, Luo Ya is an extremely clear existence, but her characteristic ability is to stimulate and involve the desires of other things.

So, is there a possibility, divinity, it is not pollution, divinity, is the purest existence in the world?

The outbreak of divinity pollution is not a problem of divinity itself, but a problem of divinity adherents?

or,

It is the definition of 'pollution', which has always been divided from the perspective of 'I', but actually from the perspective of 'law' and 'truth', and from the perspective of this world;

The so-called 'pollution' is actually a kind of 'purification'?

Therefore, the god-making plan is absolutely impossible to succeed.

It is not difficult to create a divinity, but it is impossible to create a divine attachment that can match it. The divinity that cannot be attached will naturally become a terrible "pollution" in our eyes and create natural disasters.

In the last era, the disposal of the remains of the dead gods was a very sensitive issue. For this reason, a branch system of gods was even born to deal with the body of the gods.

In the last era, riots broke out, and the god of order finally suppressed them personally, and then the god burial place that was sealed and exiled by Ranedar...

Can it be understood that after the fall of the 'God', the remaining divinity lost its attachment, so it began to change?

A torch, if held by someone, can illuminate the darkness, keep warm, roast food, and smelt...

But once it is exiled, it can also burn the house, devour the forest, and annihilate people and beasts together;

But even if people don't deliberately make fire, fire will still be generated and appear in various natural ways, and even they can attract each other, ignite each other, and connect with each other.

The gods of this era did not come out because the God of Order blocked the gods from this era, but why, even new gods could not be born?

Because, the God of Order isolated not only the gods who used to exist, but also forcibly extracted the element 'fire' that should exist in this world.

The Religion can rely on its own ability to create a 'divinity', but it is unsustainable and destined to fail to burn stably, because the world no longer has the necessary conditions for its stable existence.

But, I have! "

Seeing this, Alfred's breath was stagnant!

The young master said he has, what does that mean, what does it mean?

The answer was ready to come out, but Alfred didn't dare to say it. He was almost greedy, looking forward to the words in the notebook to continue writing.

Pen, continue to draw;

Karen, who was sitting in the chief bishop's office, continued to speak. Every time he uttered a word, a word would be written in the notebook. The two were completely synchronized:

"Hunger addiction is a curse, the most terrible curse in the world, it tortures me, it eats me, it replaces me, it is almost invincible...

But this is the hunger addiction I see from my own perspective.

My point of view may be one-sided, no, it must be one-sided.

From the perspective of hunger addiction, is it the purest and cleanest, and me, the dirty dirt?

But from the perspective of the god of order,

In his eyes, the things he throws over with the taboo of time are not troubles, burdens, or burdens,

Instead,

In this age of the gods,

The only thing that can keep burning,

Tinder! "

Alfred's heart began to stop suddenly at this moment, he clutched his chest with his hands, his eyes were bloodshot:

my master,

In this era,

In theory,

The only one who can become the new God!

No, there is still a paradox here, and Alfred quickly noticed it. At the same time, the pen began to draw continuous wavy lines on the paper, which meant that the young master was also thinking about the same thing.

That is, in theory, really only in theory.

Because the stronger the young master is, the weaker the god of order will become.

Therefore, the most perfect theoretical achievement state is:

The god of order has to support until his young master becomes a god, and if his young master becomes a god, the god of order will inevitably collapse, the obstacles will disappear immediately, and the gods will return!

If the God of Order fails to support that step, it is very likely that the gods will return before the young master becomes a god.

And even if the God of Order successfully supported his young master to become a god and completed the handover, then his young master, in the most perfect state, only at that moment became the first god in this era.

This means that my young master cannot have any first-mover advantage. The best starting point is that everyone is on the same starting line.

At this time, new words began to appear in the notebook. Alfred found that his young master seemed to have changed his mind. The young master did not bother with the issues of "advantages" and "disadvantages", nor did he worry about "success" and "success". possibility of failure.

Instead, he changed his style of writing and moved towards a passion.

This made Alfred couldn't help admiring from the bottom of his heart: "Master, you are worthy of being a master. The situation of the master is beyond what I can imagine. It is already the greatest honor for me to be able to follow the back of the master in my life."

notebook:

"So, the Spear of Eternity said that when the God of Order can no longer stop him, not only the gods of the previous era will return, but even the overlords who were once ancient many epochs ago will also return.

What order is fighting against is not those ancient gods, but this world.

perhaps,

That's the way the world is, but that's not why we let it go on like this.

I have always been tortured by the near-impossible "success" in the past. Although I will still face the catastrophe of Return of the Gods, my negative and pessimistic emotions have never been eliminated.

I was wrong,

I am also narrow-minded.

'Success' and 'failure' should not be defined in such a simple and general way by me.

Because just now,

Barnes,

has shouted to me:

'Hey, we've made it, haven't we! '"

Alfred frowned, and he started to panic again:

Who the hell is this fucking Baansi!

Why did this name, which I had never heard of before, appear here, in such an important passage in such a crucial chapter!

Where did the young master meet this person? I don't know why. Moreover, this person can give the young master such great affirmation. Which pioneer teacher is he?

I can't even understand who this person is, and the allusions that this person represents, the theologians of later generations, even if they study ten lives and a hundred lives, they will not be able to study it!

"Oh, my God, you in future generations, you should study 'Wien Dajiang', the difficulty seems to be much lower."

...

At this time, an ordinary taxi driver in York City happened to drop a customer at his destination.

"Hello, sir, 50 reels."

"Hmph, you took a detour."

"No sir, I swear on my mother's saucepan, absolutely not!"

"Then your mother's sauce jar must be cracked!"

"Sir, you can't say that, do you know what the sauce jar means to us Wayne people!"

"Listen, don't think that my accent is wrong and you try to fool me. Although I am not from Wayne, I have lived in York City for ten years. I am not a tourist or a business traveler!"

"Eh..." Ba Ansi was speechless, because he did detour the other party as a foreigner.

"Here, 30 reals. Originally, I only need 25 reals every time I take a taxi back, but I will give you 5 reals more, so that you can buy glue and go back to help your mother repair the cracked sauce jar at home!"

Passengers got out of the car angrily and closed the door vigorously.

Ba Ansi was not angry, but instead reached out his hand to say hello:

"Hey sir, thank you for your generosity."

Immediately, he lit a cigarette, and was about to restart the car, but at this moment, he suddenly sniffed his nose in doubt:

"Huh? What's the smell? It smells so good."

At this moment, at the intersection ahead, an out-of-control large truck slid past and crashed into the wall in front, and the reinforced goods on the large truck also dumped on the ground.

The cigarette in Ba'ansi's hand fell down, and his body trembled uncontrollably. If he hadn't hesitated just now and started the car and drove out, wouldn't he have just been hit by that truck into mud, and then by those steel bars? Insert it into pieces?

"Thank you Lord for your blessing, thank you Lord for your blessing."

He forgot that when delivering the two guests from the previous batch, he scolded them after they got off the car because of the words those two guests were talking about in the car:

"Two magic sticks!"

With the strength of Karen and Byrne, they must have heard it.

But they are not angry.

The God of Order isolated the gods from interfering with this world, and the Order of God isolated the Church from the influence of human civilization;

This made an ordinary taxi driver who had never been in contact with strange demons or the religion of gods;

Let him and his family not have to prostrate themselves on the ground to pray to God amidst the world-ending natural disasters created by God, and yearn for the mercy and redemption of the God who caused the trouble;

There is no need to bind and dedicate everything in one's life to the gods, and become a small part of the war machines on the battlefield of those gods.

Human beings have wars, massacres, betrayals, all kinds of negativity, and countless filth;

However, in the mythological narrations of each theological religion, before this era, there was no chapter that belonged to "human beings".

"Two magic sticks", this is not ridicule, let alone abuse;

In the ears of order believers, this is praise.

...

notebook:

"Yes, we don't have to be afraid of failure at all, and we shouldn't be negative and pessimistic, because we have already succeeded.

No matter what the future holds,

Regardless of what will happen after one epoch, two epochs, ten, or even a hundred epochs,

At least,

We can hold our chests high,

Proudly announce:

The world has changed because of us.

look,

We have been here. "