13 Mink Street

This sudden change completely disrupted the class reunion. Of course, it can also be said that it pushed the atmosphere of the class reunion to a climax in a strange direction.

Karen knew that after all, she was careless.

Although he had communicated with Potaras in his memory before waking up, at that time, Potaras did not choose to really believe it.

He is forbearing, he is pretending, and even the previous continuous accusations and ridicule of Ukonga are a kind of foreshadowing.

The purpose is to maximize the sneak attack effect at this moment.

Norton had made up his mind at the beginning that if he found the inheritor of the God of Order, he would kill him so that the power of the God of Order would return and continue to isolate the era;

When Karen met the God of Order coming down from his grandfather's body at the stairs of his house on Mink Street, his first reaction was to mistakenly think that the God of Order had come down and flinched, and when the God of Order entered his soul space, he planned to activate Hunger eats it up;

They all worship God, but they all hope that God will always sit in that proper position to receive worship. If God wants to run around, they should crucify God there, and then continue to worship solemnly.

Others do not have this vision, nor can they touch the real high-end secrets, and it is even more difficult to have such a deep understanding, but Protaras has, as a meritorious priest in the history of the god religion, Karen has awakened in the past No one can compare with it.

Because of this, Karen received this backstab.

Ukonga: "Protaras, what are you doing!"

Neo: "Do it!"

DeCarloster: "God!"

Ukonga's reaction was the quickest. He quickly appeared behind Karen, but Karen raised his hand to signal him not to intervene.

While hesitating, Ukonga stopped his figure.

Karen looked at Protaras who was facing him, and said, "I explained it to you."

Protaras replied: "I only have this chance, I dare not gamble."

After being canonized as a knight by Karen, Karen can kill him in a single thought, and the power of God is unfathomable. Protaras knows that only at this moment, he has a little chance of success.

However, at this time, Protaras also understood, he smiled and said:

"It seems that I failed."

Protaras slowly pulled out the scepter. The tip of the scepter did penetrate Karen's chest, causing trauma, but this trauma is nothing to a strong person at Karen's level. A healing spell can heal itself.

However, the Demon Breaking and Diffusion, which could really cause fatal damage, were not successfully executed, because the tip of the scepter was covered by a layer of copper luster.

"Ding dong!"

A bent copper coin fell to the ground. At the same time, Luo Ya's figure appeared, her back was bright red, and she knelt down in front of Karen very weakly.

Karen bent down, hugged Luo Ya, and asked, "How is it?"

"Brother Karen, Luo Ya needs to sleep well."

"Go to sleep."

"Well, good night, brother Karen."

Luo Ya's figure turned into light and submerged into the distorted copper coin. The copper coin floated up and fell into Karen's palm.

The Lax copper coin previously served as a protective artifact, but the price was that this artifact could no longer be used for the time being, and it needed to be sent to the closed space for repair.

Although Luo Ya, who is an artifact spirit, was seriously injured, as long as the artifact is repaired, she will be able to recuperate soon.

Even so, Karen's eyes revealed a hint of gloom, but when he set his gaze on Protaras, it turned into a sigh in the end.

Protaras let go of the scepter and stood there quietly, as if waiting for his own collapse at any time.

Karen said, "Come with me, I'll prove it to you with reality."

Protaras didn't refuse, and nodded directly: "Okay."

He knew very well that he had lost his only possible chance for a successful assassination, so now, he could only hope that things would develop in the best direction.

This is absurd, but what is even more absurd is that Karen can understand it. The most absurd thing is... This assassination against him is the most qualified and excellent test of order piety.

This leads to the fact that there is anger in the heart, but there is no place to vent it.

"The class reunion is over for the time being. Neo, you are in charge of entertaining Decarost. I will take Protaras to meet the high priest."

"Okay, no problem." Neo readily agreed.

As Karen and Protaras leave, Neo grabs Ukonga who is about to follow:

"Hey, let me say, what are you going to do, listen in?"

Ukonga replied: "I want to ask clearly what Potaras meant before, and what he meant by what he just said."

In fact, the best way to bury the truth is the truth itself that is too outrageous and exaggerated.

Ukonga still doesn't understand it now, because his subconscious mind has never spread in that direction at all. Who can imagine that not only the popes of two major religions appeared in his roommate, but also a god he believed in?

Not to mention the address of "Aizi", which is even more profane than Diss' exclusive greeting.

Neo said, "Let's talk about it when things are settled."

DeCarloster immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, we will talk about it after the matter is settled."

Wu Kongjia frowned and said, "But, you only have three days."

De Carlos nodded and said: "Then you can stay with me well, class reunion, it's not that the three of us can't drive, but it's easier for us to leave when the two of us leave."

Ukonga: "Yes, Protaras, it is indeed a bit too much."

Decarost shrugged. He didn't mind if Protaras stayed here and continued to scold and mock them. He really didn't care about it, but Karen was here, and he felt extremely depressed.

Neo took out a piece of magic paper, and accidentally folded it into a white crow.

"Huh?"

Caressing in the palm, the white crow turned black, and then let it fly out.

"Let's go, I called someone to take us to the snack shop block, let's find a looser place and have a good chat."

In the office, Richard was working on his work.

Sitting across the table was Philomena, who was gnawing on a marinated chicken foot;

Under the desk, there are two large buckets, all of which are carefully made lo mei by grandma.

At this time, a crow flew in. Philomena raised her head and grabbed the crow. The crow was stained with oil, and a lot of black faded, revealing a little white.

Richard put down the pen in his hand and asked, "What's the matter?"

Philomena replied:

"Tell you to take them to prostitution."

...

Holding a book in his hand, Alfred walked in the office temple, looking at the murals about Tiranus on the walls of the temple, Alfred was already thinking about how to compose his own image in the future.

Here is my future office.

The environment is nice and stylish.

A stream spread over, and Alfred walked into the tea room along it.

The high priest was covered in frost, sitting there as if he had hibernated.

Even though Alfred had already walked up to him, he remained motionless.

"High Priest, I brought the book you asked for."

Alfred arranged the books on the coffee table.

The high priest didn't respond at all.

After Alfred stood respectfully by the side for a while, he decided not to restrain himself anymore. He sat down on the sofa on the other side, took out a cigar from the humidor, lit it, and then pulled out a book from under the coffee table , open it.

Smoking a cigar while reading a book, leaning back slightly from time to time, looking around the hall, here is the real core of the power of the Cult of Kosmos.

A voice came at this moment: "Are you comfortable?"

Alfred put the cigar away, closed the book, stood up, and replied respectfully: "Enjoy it."

"It is a great honor to listen to the Lord's teachings and give to the Lord's will."

"You are right. This sense of participation, following, and accomplishment is incomprehensible to other people. They may just think that you are just standing closest to the Lord."

"That's right, that's right."

The high priest didn't ask why Alfred was so relaxed in front of him, because there was no need to ask, he had already heard Karen's evaluation of the servant from Karen;

He is his past self, and he is his future self.

"Think about it."

"good."

Alfred didn't ask which book it was, and directly opened the notebook with the black cover and gold font, and began to recite.

From the beginning to the end, the high priest was frozen there, motionless, but Alfred could sense that he listened very carefully.

I don't know how long it has passed, but in short, Alfred finished reading.

He closed the book, took a long breath, picked up the red wine bottle in front of him, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it down.

He was happy, after all, to explain the teachings to Tyranus.

"Who wrote it?"

"I compiled it by collecting what my young master said."

""New Order Light"?"

"Yes."

"Where is Xin?"

"It's about a new thought."

"What's the difference?"

"The value lies in a new round of thinking and a new dialectic itself, in looking back and re-examining, not in the deliberate pursuit of distinctions and differences.

I don't think that the final result is the same as the old one, which means that it is meaningless. On the contrary, it is gratifying. This proves that the truth has been tested again and can make us more determined. "

"However, sometimes we want quick success and instant benefit. What I want to see is not the final conclusion, but the final solution."

"This book is not finished yet. I believe that when the book is finished, there will be new methods."

"I am looking forward."

"Thanks."

A quill flew out from the back of the sofa, and finally landed on Alfred's lap.

Alfred took a deep breath, trying to breathe as calmly as possible, so as not to get too excited and lose face of his young master.

Legend has it that Tiranus used this quill to write Symmetra.

"Use it to continue writing."

"Thank you for your inheritance."

"I want to thank you for helping me continue the inheritance."

The quill began to draw spontaneously on the inside of the cover, and soon, a total of 17 patterns were formed on it, four of which were dark and the remaining thirteen were light.

This should be the four major retinues and the 12 order knights, and the extra one is a pattern of a dragon.

Now, a subordinate and three knights have exiled their godheads.

In other words, with this pen and this book, these exiled inheritances can be summoned back.

Alfred pursed his lips, feeling the weight in his hand.

Who would have thought that a few years ago, I was a strange monster in the Luojia City radio station, but one day, I would be able to grasp the inheritance and affiliation of so many "adults".

When the pattern on it becomes completely darker, it means that the previous generation will come to an end completely, and they will leave the most precious things to the next generation.

Alfred: "Thank you."

"I like the sentence you wrote on the last page. Of course, the end of the era of order must be soaked in the blood of followers of order, but this is by no means the end. I believe it is a better beginning."

"I agree with your words very much."

"He is very busy. During this time, you can accompany me instead of him."

"It's my pleasure."

"Go out now, call that one in, and then, let your one go to work."

"yes."

Alfred got up, walked out of the teahouse, and walked outside the Office Temple, just in time to see the young master walking up the steps with a masked person.

Morbitten saw it, but he didn't stop him, because the current Karen is qualified to bring strangers to meet the high priest.

Mobiteng paid more attention to the driver, because the driver was his own grandson.

Murray ignored his grandfather at all, as if he was a coachman and his grandfather was just a doorman.

This made Morbitten feel a little disappointed, and at the same time, more joyful.

A family hereditary position is a kind of honor, but at the same time, it is also a kind of shackles, at least when I was alive, I saw the shackles being broken.

"Master."

"Alfred, have you finished seeing the high priest?"

"Yes, master." Alfred looked at the masked man, "The high priest ordered him to go in, master, you can go to the next thing."

"I see."

Karen turned and walked down the steps to the carriage she had come in.

Inside the carriage, Little Kangna was sitting there, pouted, looking angry;

Kevin lay there, brushing her with his tail from time to time to comfort her.

After Karen returned to the carriage, Little Kangna couldn't help but said, "Next time even if it's a class reunion, I'll join you in it."

"Okay, okay." Karen reached out and touched Little Kangna's head.

At this time, Murray, who was driving, turned around and asked, "Minister, are you going back now?"

"No, go to the War Institute."

...

Protaras walked into the Temple of Office, he was very familiar with everything here.

Although a thousand years have passed, in the long history of the divine religion, a thousand years is really nothing.

Under the guidance of Xiaoxi, Protaras came to the teahouse. He took off his mask and faced the frozen existence in front of him. The other party was wearing the robe of the great priest that he was very familiar with.

Protaras didn't salute, and Norton didn't speak.

In this way, a high priest is sitting, and a high priest is standing.

Finally, Protaras closed his eyes, with tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.

Sometimes, silent communication is more touching.

Norton showed Protaras his will to die with reality, and this is the best proof.

Protaras smiled and said: "I never thought that under the background of this kind of catastrophe, my teaching, from gods to adults to believers, can show such beauty.

I have sinned, I have questioned the Lord, and I have even blasphemed the Lord. "

Protaras saluted Norton: "Greetings, Lord Tiranus."

Norton remained silent.

Protaras: "It's time for me to do something."

...

The priests in the War Academy watched as the Secretary-General led a dog into the former office of the Cardinal and now the Office of the Acting High Priest.

Soon, the secretaries and adjutants in the office withdrew from the inside and closed the door.

Crede sat on the chair, looked at Karen, raised his hand, and said:

"Tell me, what's important to me."

"Actually, there is nothing special. I just want to express my attitude to you."

"Your attitude?" There was a smile on the corner of Kreid's mouth, but there was obviously an offense in this smile.

"I recognize your status as the acting high priest, and I also recognize your status as the successor to the position of high priest in the future. From the bottom of my heart, I will recognize you as the high priest of my order."

Clyde was a little puzzled and said, "That's all?"

"But I need you to give me an attitude. I need you to ensure that my ideas and choices on certain things can be implemented unconditionally by you."

Crede stood up, glaring at Karen.

He can accept the unspoken rules of this kind of transitional high priest, but it doesn't mean that he can accept Karen in front of him and completely dismiss this!

This is an offense, a very serious offense!

In fact, Karen doesn't want to do this either. He can have more ways to slowly digest and maintain the tacit understanding between himself and Crede, but the problem is that he is not willing to spend too much on such things now. energy.

He believed that after seeing Tiranus, Protaras would definitely get the answer he wanted, and then he had to ensure that Protaras could act as the high priest.

"Karen, do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know."

Karen let go of the leash in his hand. Kevin took two steps forward and turned into a human form. His shiny bald head reflected the interior of the office brighter. At the same time, the majestic power of God suppressed Crede. Gotta sit down!

"You are the god of Mink Street!"

Karen looked at Crede calmly and said, "Actually, my surname is not Silva. My real surname is - Inmeles."

"you you……"

This surname means that the existence called Dis will stand behind this young man unconditionally, and this... no, it is this god, who has already made a dog in front of this young man.

This is Karen's demonstration, on the premise that his own conditions are good enough, coupled with the support of the most existing combat power of the Order Department.

Krede closed his eyes, and after a while, slowly opened them:

"I see."

...

Two days later, a high-level communication meeting started in the office of the acting high priest.

Crede sat in the first seat, Karen sat in the second seat, and on the other side was Protaras who wore a mask and changed his face.

Karen was just accompanying the meeting, and he will go to the Reincarnation Sect, the Moon God Sect, and the Abyss Sect respectively instead of the high priest.

Krede felt a little uncomfortable sitting here, not because of Karen, although Karen unceremoniously brought a dog to threaten and frighten him that day, but these were at least within the scope of Krede's understanding;

What really made him feel tormented was the acting secretary-general of the chief priest appointed by the chief priest himself.

When facing the secretary, Crede was very uncomfortable, as if he should not sit at the head of his seat, which was a kind of disrespect.

The communication meeting started, and on the opposite side, three clear figures appeared, they were the priests of the Thunder God Sect, the Night God Sect, and the Underworld Fire God Sect.

The main gods of these three families just fell on the ice field not long ago.

But this does not prevent them, they are still meeting with the acting high priest of order.

In the past, everyone thought they were living in piety, but when this coat was ruthlessly torn off, everyone realized that they had been living in reality.

Now that the god of his own family has fallen, he can only hope that the gods of other families will not return.

Protaras stood up and announced the theme of the meeting instead of Kreid:

"I, the Cult of Order, will publicly support the Night God Cult's revenge against the Crystal God Cult;

The Cult of Order will publicly support the Cult of Thunder's ruling against the Cult of Black Rock;

I, the Cult of Order, will openly support the annexation of the Cult of the God of Fire to the Cult of the Storm.

Your gods have wiped away the foundations of these three divine religions on the ice sheet. They are now at their weakest, and it is also the time for you to continue to carry out the will of the gods.

Everyone, I hope you will issue a declaration of war in time. "

"What if we disagree?"

"Did order treat us as a subsidiary god?"

"When do we need to obey the order of order?"

Protaras calmly closed the document he had just read in his hands, and said:

"The first two gods who issued a declaration of war, my religion of order will dispatch the Knights of Order and provide military supplies to assist you to ensure that your war can progress more smoothly. At the same time, my religion of order will announce the establishment of an equal alliance with them relationship, sign a non-aggression pact; for the third religion, we will only provide verbal support.”

Protaras sorted out the documents, poked lightly at the desk, made a crisp sound, and said with a smile:

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't agree, but you'd better pray that the Order can continue to intercept the return of the other gods, if it fails...

Once the God of Crystal, the God of Storm, and the God of Black Rock successfully return, the first target of revenge for them and their religion must be my order.

But I, the God of Order, have only one; who will be the second, third, and fourth target of revenge? "

Protaras leaned forward slightly, and the invisible oppressive force was still clearly transmitted through the communication formation. At this time, it was not only Krede who felt uncomfortable, but also the three priests. They only felt that this A priest who speaks on behalf of the High Priest on behalf of the Order, possesses the powerful aura of the High Priest Norton who is not inferior to the Order:

"hehe,

idiots,

Do you really naively think that you still have a choice? "