13 Mink Street

The doors closed and the carriage drove away.

Inside the car, Foden closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

When Vigulin picked up the snow wolf blanket and was about to cover the whipman's legs, she was shocked to find that the whipman's hands were trembling slightly.

Yes, Foden is scared.

Last time, I suspected that Karen was a certain branch god of the religion or the inheritor of a god close to the religion. At that time, I had a lot of fun looking at the cards to find connections.

This time, I obviously already had a guess in my heart, and I kept getting closer to the real answer through groping and probing step by step, but instead of joy in my heart, my sense of fear increased day by day.

Foden slowly opened his eyes and looked out of the car window. Outside was the view of the Holy See.

Many temples have clear traces of "adults". Those adults created many systems of the Cult of Kosmos, and their stories are also densely covered on the walls.

That's right, they are gods. However, one is the monotheistic tradition of the Order of God, and the other is that Foden has reached this level after all, so in his perception, even those adults who used to be high above are essentially nothing more than It is just another higher position above himself or the position of the great priest.

Lord, it's different.

The Lord is the One, the Lord is the Supreme, and the ultimate faith of order.

Believers of Order's belief in the God of Order has always been very different from the beliefs of other church believers in their gods. The latter is a god that includes everything, while the former contains a large part of personal heroic epic worship.

At this point, the attitude of the order branch gods towards the god of order is clearly visible.

Because of this, the God of Order was created in the hearts of Order believers, which surpassed the higher level complex of traditional worship of God.

so,

Is he?

He should be.

But he didn't dare to ask, he didn't need to deliberately maintain this secret, just like when he was standing at the door of the car before leaving, the conversation between his manservant and himself clearly carried a clear sense of confidence.

The former male servant was not afraid of knowing this secret, because even if he knew it, so what?

He Foden dared to rebel against the "polluting" Tiranus, but facing the real Lord... He kneels or kneels.

Foden raised his hands, covered his cheeks, and rubbed them gently.

When everyone else is in a daze, he can always approach the truth as quickly as possible, which is an affirmation of his profession;

But after knowing the truth, instead of daring to do anything, he had to voluntarily maintain this secret... This is another insult to his profession.

In the ear, the words of the servant came:

"God will say... Get up and get on with your work."

This was originally a meaningless communication borrowed from mythological narration, but the damn thing is...Foden understood.

He didn't want to understand, but he couldn't help it. He realized it immediately, and now he hated his high professionalism a little bit.

Vigulin watched the whip bearer slowly put his hands down, and in the originally deep and gloomy eyes, there was a bloody light, like desire, greed, eagerness and... an indescribable deep-seated fear.

And what the whipman said next made her, the secretary, get up from her seat in fright, and knelt down in the carriage.

"Say, do I want to die first?"

...

Governor's Office.

The chief bishop of Bern, who is also the mayor of the Wien region, sat behind his desk, flipping through several of today's Wien newspapers.

There is now a lot of interest in the weather since extreme weather changes off the coast of Wien last month disrupted shipping.

Moreover, the recent extreme natural disasters around the world have indeed occurred more frequently. Terrible climate changes have occurred in many places, and the scope is extremely wide. A certain ocean on a certain continent can actually fall into a state of disconnection.

Bourne knew that behind these frequent natural disasters was the large-scale outbreak of religious wars.

Except for the Religion of Order who focused on resisting the return of God, the other orthodox Religions immediately threw themselves into the downward war of annexation after paying enough "membership fees" for the alliance.

In this regard, there have been many voices of doubt in the church.

Those people dare not deny the purpose of order and the policy of creating a godless world established by the former high priest, but they try to suggest whether the god religion should spare some energy, participate in the current wave, and share their own The bowl of miso.

Byrne saw the internal magazine articles published by Vic and Leon, which specifically criticized the rise of this trend of thought, and called on everyone in the church to reflect and learn more.

Karen has no time to write articles now, and his current status is not suitable for this kind of thing, so there is no way, no matter how busy he is at work, as one of the few senior priests on duty in the team, Bourne still has to get Pick up a pen and write something and call out.

The door of the office was pushed open, and the attendant walked in.

"Chief, this is the latest munitions list, everything on it is ready, please have a look."

Bourne glanced at it, and after confirming that the signature was correct, he urged: "Send the military supplies as quickly as possible."

"Chief, there is still some time before the delivery date. The people below have been too tired for a while. This subordinate suggests not to cancel this week's rest and let everyone relax. Otherwise, the subordinate is worried that someone will get tired and go to see you in advance. host."

Bourne: "The Lord will call you up and tell you to keep working."

The attendant froze for a moment. He was just joking just now, but the chief's response seemed a little too dramatic. Strictly speaking, it was a kind of blasphemy, so he could only smile awkwardly.

"A local god war may break out early at any time, and our preparations must be completed as early as possible. This is not a job, but a mission. Understand?

Don't be afraid to exhaust yourself, because more people will die on the battlefield. "

"Yes, Chief!"

The aide-de-camp immediately picked up the papers and left.

Looking at the closed door, Bourne shook his head and sighed:

"What I just said is true."

He was immediately called up by the Lord to continue working after his death.

Who said that death is eternal sleep and rest?

He had experienced it, and it was far worse than taking a nap!

At this time, the lamp on the desk lit up red.

Bourne immediately straightened his divine robe and stood up.

The communication formation in the central area of ​​the office was activated, and a phantom appeared, and what appeared in the phantom was Protaras.

It stands to reason that only the great priests can use this level of notifications from top to bottom for the heads of various regions.

He's overstepping his authority... No, it doesn't seem like he's overstepping his authority?

"The first round of warfare is about to begin, and the Wien region has entered a state of first-level alert."

"Yes, great priest."

This name is not a mouthful at all.

After all, he, Bourne, also grew up listening to the stories of Protaras.

"We are not in Wayne recently, please take care of Wayne's affairs."

"Yes, I will."

"Make sure nothing happens at home, the young master can't be distracted from the next battle."

"Okay, I understand."

"Well, that's it."

The figure of Protaras disappeared, and the communication formation was closed.

After Bourne issued the order to open the first-level alert in the Wien Region, he walked to the window and looked at the dense traffic on the street in the distance, and suddenly felt a strong sense of unreality.

Opening the window, he stretched out his hand out of the window. Bourne scratched, as if he had caught something, but he seemed to have caught nothing.

"The second stage of God's War has begun, can we protect the unreality right now?"

Byrne raised his neck and looked at the rare clear sky above his head:

"We've at least been here, but we don't want to be here if we can."

...

The official letter from the Zhanhanyuan was matched with the decree of the great priest, and was passed down to various departments. The divine religion system, which was already operating at high efficiency, was stepped on the gas pedal again.

Crede has gradually become used to being a mascot, he doesn't even sit behind the desk in the Office Temple, but sits in the teahouse space left by the boss before.

When he didn't need to show himself, he drank tea, smoked cigars, and read the books left by the boss.

The happiness of the boss, he, Clyde, finally felt.

Especially while looking at the crowd of priests who are busy coming in and out of the teahouse while relaxing, the cigars are stronger and the tea is more fragrant.

Theoretically speaking, he doesn't take care of it specifically, but the effect is better, because whether it is the "high priest" of Protaras or the "cardinal" of Dickno, both surpass him by a lot in terms of handling ability.

As for other system departments, they are already running well, and there is no need to intervene by themselves.

After looking away, the world has become more comfortable.

I just need to delegate power, delegate power, and delegate power again. If this era change does not pass, then I will be the great priest of the last generation of order. At worst, I will learn from the crazy pope who used to be. I also climbed to the top of the office temple and shouted: "In this world, there is no god at all!"

If he succeeds, his historical status will directly surpass all the great priests of all dynasties, including Protaras, and become the second most meritorious priest after Tiranus, the first high priest in honor.

How can future generations find out whether they have been ostracized? Anyway, it all happened on their own account, and they cannot escape.

After taking a sip of tea and turning over a page of the book, Krede sighed:

"Who would have thought that I would have today."

Alfred walked into the cafe space and reported:

"Grand Priest, the first battle is about to begin.

Crede waved his hand: "Just tell me the final result."

"Yes, great priest."

Alfred walked out of the tea room and looked at the murals on the inner wall of the Office Temple.

He hadn't experienced a coup d'état, he hadn't experienced bloodshed, and he hadn't even gone through much stalemate and confrontation. On his side, he had actually seized the core power at the top of the Cult of Kosmos.

"Is it because it's too easy? Why doesn't it feel like a great sense of accomplishment?"

...

Station of the 1st Order of the Knights.

After the coordinates were adjusted, the teleportation gates were officially opened.

This time the plan was to dispatch a minimum standard army-level combat unit.

Karen, who has been living here recently, summoned the bone dragon and came to the sky overlooking the legion's formal awakening.

Zhong Tasen sat on his big book, flew to Karen's side, and asked cautiously: "Is it really all right, great priest?"

"The decision I made has nothing to do with you. Besides, the procedures are complete."

The first knight order was originally in the warm-up stage, and a total of 3 legion-level formations have been arranged. There are still in the pyramid, and they can continue to be supplemented, and the topmost one has not yet been moved.

But Karen still felt that this establishment was a bit too big.

The gods who returned in the second stage are also divided into 12 batches. The gods are very weak, and there is a high probability that there is no main god level among them.

Therefore, with the extremely high personal quality of the 1st Knights, it is too "extravagant and wasteful" to use a large establishment as a pawn.

At least in the 3 days after waking up, the 1st Knights of the same establishment can fight three or more active Knights of Order.

Therefore, based on his previous combat experience and the actual situation, Karen made reductions in the establishment.

Each battalion in the original establishment was cut and pieced together, and two more complete legions could be assembled.

For precious one-time consumables, even if they are used in small quantities for many times, do not waste too much at one time, which will cause excessive overflow and serious waste.

However, in Zhong Tasen's eyes, Karen's change is tantamount to changing the "law of the ancestors".

This made him very uneasy. After all, Su Xing Priest has spent most of his life mechanically repeating the rules and regulations of the dogma.

They dare not change, and they resist change, not because of stubbornness, but because the ordinance makers do not want to see any unnecessary accidents happening here.

"The opponent's state is different, so we naturally need to make changes." Karen continued to comfort Zhong Tasen, "Okay, if it doesn't work, just call for reinforcements. Not only can we continue to reinforce here, although the active knights will not directly enter The battlefield, but there are already 6 knights, and they are ready to be dispatched at any time."

"I believe you are right." Zhong Tasen forced a smile.

Karen pointed to the 12 portals below, and said: "Actually, 8 portals are enough for efficient transportation and teleportation. There is no need to open 4 more, which will cause waste."

Zhong Tasen immediately said: "Grand Priest, you can change everything else, but don't change this one. Make up 12 and draw a lucky number."

When Karen heard the words, he changed his words: "Then, you can wake up."

"Yes, great priest."

Zhong Tasen issued an order. Below, the awakened priests are divided into many large, medium and small units, and they will start a large-scale awakening by borrowing formations and holy artifacts, including divine artifacts.

In the dark, it seems to have heard countless prayers and chants, and the throbbing feeling in the blood of faith keeps coming.

What Karen is best at is the awakening technique, but even he feels tremendous pressure at this moment. This is not a one-on-one awakening, but a return of collective will.

Everyone who can lie down here may have various accidents due to their death, but they all know what the mission of lying in in the future is before they are alive.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

There were countless sounds of the coffin lid cracking, and many people punched the coffin through.

In fact, all the coffin lids will levitate by themselves, but some people can't help it when they open their eyes.

But this is not to show off, let alone to show their personality, but they subconsciously believe that the enemy is probably outside, and they must go out to fight as fast as possible.

It's like a person who is sleeping soundly has just been awakened, and his mind is still in a temporary state of confusion.

After opening his eyes and looking at the situation outside, he knew that the most urgent and critical situation had not yet appeared, so he naturally fell into another state of over-relaxation.

Everyone sat up from the coffin, some jumped out, some levitated, some started shouting, some started laughing, and some started...introducing themselves.

The most common greetings are:

"Hey, when did you die?"

Even, due to family reasons, there will often be the family inheritance of magicians, formation masters, and summoners like the "Guman family". When the legion is organized, it is very likely that they will be divided into the same battalion of the same legion.

Therefore, many people even began to report their surnames, so as to find their grandfathers or grandchildren conveniently.

Below, it was getting more and more noisy, like a large-scale event scene.

It is not surprising that the expected neatness and order did not appear immediately.

At the same time, the strong fighting spirit that erupted collectively when they were not awake before was not fake.

Seeing this scene, Karen was not only not disappointed, but rather kind.

These seniors were all human beings before they were alive.

Zhong Tasen flipped through the books under him, and he had his own mature process for Su Xing, the Su Xing priest system, and this process was not just as simple as "calling up" people.

"Boom!!!"

The horn in the pyramid made a melodious sound.

One after another, the communication formations arranged in advance by the awakening priest were opened, and a huge phantom appeared. He was as tall as a giant, and his voice was loud. He did not represent a specific person, but was used to convey messages.

Immediately, all the huge figures collectively spoke:

"Those of you who joined the 1st Knight Order, do you still remember the oath you made?"

The original hustle and bustle disappeared immediately, and the smiles on everyone's faces gradually disappeared, and everyone began to become serious.

At this time, all the huge phantoms started to make the same movement, crossing their arms and placing them in front of their chests.

Down below, all the revived priests immediately made the same movement. Immediately afterwards, the huge phantom did not make a sound, but solemn voices came out neatly:

"Praise the great God of Order!"

From this moment on, the previous short-lived activity came to an end.

After just a prayer, they just woke up, shed the last bit of "humanity" from their bodies, and became the most loyal warriors under the order.

The commanders at each level of the legion began to play their roles, ordering their combat units to quickly get in place.

No one cares about why you are the commander and I am not. Even the commander of his own era silently raised his shield without complaint at this time, acting as a shield soldier.

Everyone started to wear armor, started to pick up weapons, started to use materials, started to familiarize themselves with and warm up the weapons of war, and began to sort out and adjust from the bottom up.

In the past, Karen's York City militia had to conduct assault training for more than a month before going out;

If someone had told Karen in the past that an impromptu patchwork of strangers, most of whom had never met each other, could quickly form a fighting force, then Karen would definitely say that this is impossible.

Now, here, the impossible becomes the most intuitive reality.

Because...the individual quality is really excellent, so good that you only need one look to look around, and then you can perfectly integrate into the operation of the army formation.

"Shield bearer, stand!"

"Shua! Shua! Shua!"

On the "wall" in the front row of the army, the shields were lifted up with the shields in their hands. In an instant, behind half of the shield bearers, dharma bodies of varying degrees were condensed, which meant that each of them had the strength of a regional bishop.

Moreover, in the half that did not condense the dharma body, it does not mean that none of them could condense, but that they did not realize it or deliberately controlled it so that they did not do so.

Commander: "Static order!"

"Om!" "Om!" "Om!"

All the dharma bodies of the shield-hand phalanx dissipated, and everyone became uniform. This is not a shield wall. They stood there, as if separating a world gap.

This is just a simple action in the front row of the army formation, but it has already created a terrifying shock.

Little Kangna said, "Well, I'm so scared of the dragon..."

Karen couldn't help feeling in his heart: If he could have such a legion at other times, he didn't need all of them, only this one.

He has absolute confidence to lead them to break through any orthodox Holy See.

Three days, what happened to three days?

Which orthodox religion can stop them for three days?

However, orthodox theology, is it worthy?

Although Zhong Tasen is the oldest awakening priest here, it is also the first time he has seen a large-scale awakening scene, and he was deeply shocked at the moment, and couldn't help trembling his lips and said:

"I teach... I teach that I have always had... the ability to destroy other churches..."

Karen shook his head and said:

"No, letting them attack the divine religion is blasphemy, waste, and waste!"

Karen pointed to the 12 portals that were glowing and waiting:

"Their opponent is only God!"

———

Today is my thirtieth birthday.

At noon, my daughter-in-law cooked me a bowl of noodles with two eggs, and the two had a little celebration.

It seems that the self who coded in the university dormitory was still yesterday. At that time, I was only in my early twenties, and I didn't expect to reach my 30s in a flash.

In the past, I often heard young readers say that they read my books from junior high school to university. When I heard these words, I didn’t realize that this actually corresponds to my own age.

Life is like a book. It is more convenient to open it from the middle instead of turning it over from the beginning to find the read position.

It is really a wonderful thing to have met each other in their respective lives, so I am very grateful to everyone for their company all the time.

I wish myself a quick recovery after finishing this book, because I still want to continue writing stories.

Since the beginning of this year, I have been suffering from major and minor illnesses. The force majeure impact caused by physical reasons at the end of this book is too great. But there is really no way.

I also wish everyone a good body, whether in study or in work and life, and everyone should be healthy and healthy.

Don't panic, hold everyone tight!

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