13 Mink Street

On one side, there are the high gods. In the mythology, they are almost omnipotent. Anything they left behind before the last era can be called a miracle now.

On the other side, it's like the fish bones left over from the time when I and others ate fish before, and they were carried and thrown here by the elves. If this canyon is compared to a huge trash can, then they are a pile of kitchen waste Rubbish.

When the two sides begin to overlap, a strong sense of tearing occurs.

However, this scene also vividly illustrates that even in the world of gods, the law of the jungle is still bloody in nature.

They are all gods, and Raniedare crawled in front of the God of Order without daring to breathe. It really can't be blamed for being too cowardly.

How could that boy from the sea island who devoted himself to revenge to the sea god step by step to the god position be a humble and flattering person in his bones?

It's just because he knows that when facing certain existences, if he is really careless, he will fall into the same situation as this one.

The gap between gods and gods may be much greater than the gap between people...

"Did you already know that there would be these here?" Marvalho asked, "So, why did you come here on purpose?"

Karen shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"oh."

Both were silent for a while.

Seeing that Marvalho did not continue to ask, Karen was a little curious:

"Um?"

"What's wrong?" Marvalho asked back.

"I thought you were going to keep asking me some questions."

"You said you didn't know."

"Then you believe it?"

"if not?"

"Well, thank you for your trust."

"My trust in you is as sincere as if you want to invite me to your house."

"Hehe, I can only say that you asked me when I would be free to receive you. For dinner."

Marvalho is a special person. His specialness stems from his identity. He is a member of the religion, but he is detached from the religion. He does not have the sensitivity that other people should have, because he grew up The large living environment makes him not need these sensitivities.

When Karen and Neo do something, they need to think about how to deal with the aftermath so as to get rid of their suspicion;

He doesn't need it, even if he walks out of the internal meeting of Guangming Remnant, the Divine Cult will think that he is going undercover.

This is a kind of... calmness that belongs to a natural superior.

He only knew one thing. Karen came to the temple because of an accident, and Liszt ate fish because of an accident. What happened under the two accidents was beyond what Karen could plan and design, so he would be very happy. Naturally it came down to Karen's luck and chance.

In addition, others couldn't tell when Grandpa was dying, but he could feel that Grandpa finally opened the door to communicate with the chief priest and whipper, and for whom it was for.

Karen is someone his grandfather favors.

Of course, one influence that cannot be ruled out is that he himself has a good impression of Karen.

What's the point of hanging out with old men and old women all day long, and being flattered all the time that adults don't even deserve to have their family?

He enjoyed Karen's equal treatment, the feeling of treating him as a friend.

However, what Marvalho didn't know was that, to a certain extent, the reason why Karen was equal to him was...the two of them may be really equal in terms of family background and personal inheritance.

"Do you know where it is?" Karen asked.

"I don't know, I only inherited a small part of the memory of Master Marchettini, and..." Marvalho poked his forehead, "I read a lot of history about the successor of the 'Master', taught abroad. The statement should be the records of the Son of God, and I have also come into contact with some of the Sons of God, and I found that we all have one thing in common, guess what it is?"

Karen replied: "I know what I should know, and I don't know what I shouldn't know."

This is nonsense, but Marvalho smiled and nodded:

"Yes, very accurate."

To put it bluntly, these sons of God are tool men, just like Marvallo, who can mobilize the power of the [Scythe of War], and can also comprehend the principles of many other war tools and techniques. Anyway, he can have Serious work, the divine religion will also cooperate with him in this aspect after his growth is completed, allowing him to play his role in the development and maintenance of the divine religion.

But the secrets of that era, the relationship between gods, these memories, they inherited very little, or even almost none.

This is also easy to understand. The birth of the son of God must have the cooperation of the power of the gods. It cannot be randomly selected, otherwise it will not be drawn on the head of Texisen's grandson. At least the political trial must be absolutely passed.

Secondly, it is for you to accept the inheritance to play a role, not for you to come down with those miscellaneous "secrets" to sow dissension and set off a major case of negation.

There are so many system departments and families in the divine religion. If you really find out the secrets and enmities of the past, how will the current employees of these systems get along with the descendants of the family? Do you want to report for the founders of your own system and your ancestors? The enmity of the last era?

Or according to the policies formulated by the current internal or external situation, which son of God directly stood up and said which adult had said in a secret meeting that it was absolutely not allowed to do this, so what should the current high-level gods do?

In secular countries and kingdoms, voices often appear that "the laws of the ancestors cannot be changed", but the divine religion really allows the "ancestors" to speak.

Why is the current high priest able to change the low-key attitude of Rasma when he was in power, gather power from the bottom, and suppress the temple from the top? Isn't it because of the rumor that he is the successor of Lord Tiranus?

Even the temple has to avoid his sharp edge and dare not confront him head-on, because it simply cannot stand up to the legal principles. After all, this order god was created in the hands of "him".

Who can understand the Cult of Kosmos better than him?

"Go down and take a look?" Karen suggested, "I think the seals here must be well arranged. It should be no problem to go down and take a look."

Now that it’s here, it’s always a pity not to go down and take a closer look;

If it was the past, when Neo made such an adventurous proposal, Karen should be the one to reject it, but now, Karen believes in the Cult of Order, and if this place is unstable or unsafe, it will not be placed in the temple .

"Okay, but be careful."

"of course."

Wings grew behind Karen, and a black starburst appeared under Marvalho's feet, and the two flew towards the center of the canyon together.

While flying and admiring, even Karen felt a kind of forbidden pleasure in his heart at this time.

Marvalho said, "They are very clean."

"Yes, very clean."

Karen echoed, it should have been gnawed cleanly.

But it's really wasteful, the flesh is eaten, and the bones are lost like this?

Karen felt that if it was her, she would definitely take out these bones to make soup, and it was not enough for one time, at least three times;

Then grind the bones into powder and drink it with black sesame seeds in water to supplement calcium.

But thinking about it from another angle, maybe it was because the conditions were so good at the time, so I was too lazy to gnaw the bones?

Of course, there is another possibility. The existence of these bones has its value.

Thinking of this in his mind, Karen happened to fly over a huge head, and some kind of consciousness seemed to be projected from the depths of the black eye sockets.

"careful!"

Marvalho immediately flew towards Karen, but before he got close to Karen, Karen took the initiative to fly back a certain distance, which surprised Marvalho slightly.

Karen said with emotion: "Even if the god is dead, it will not be clean."

"Yes, they are dead, but they still exist." Marvalho pointed to some lines on the huge bones, "These should be the seals arranged by the gods, maybe every other It will be strengthened every few hundred years."

"The last era didn't deal with it well, leaving future generations with a headache?"

"It may also be because of reluctance. I have come into contact with some secrets of the divine religion that you cannot touch. In some respects, our divine religion is much more radical and bold than you imagine."

"How aggressive can it be?"

"can not say."

"It's impossible to keep these bones, thinking about how to wake up the 'god'?"

Marvalho narrowed his eyes.

Karen froze for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Really?"

"can not say."

Karen's figure began to decline, and he planned to go to the bottom of the canyon to have a look, while Marvalho followed him all the time, it looked like two children were exploring in the sewer together.

Here, the height of each deity is about the same as the body of Rurielsa that Karen saw in the gate of reincarnation, but because there are only bones left and no other things that can provide identification, Karen does not know their specifics. Which god is it?

But at a position that was about to hit the bottom, Karen saw huge clocks. These clocks were suspended, without time scales, but with pendulums swinging slowly.

The closer you get to it, the more peaceful your heart will be, because it is absorbing all negativity.

Below the big clocks, there are thousands of circles made of flags, and there is an altar in the middle of the circle, and the burning fire of order is enshrined on the altar.

On the rock walls on both sides of the canyon below, there are countless formations, but they have been in a silent state and have not been activated.

After seeing this, Marvalho pursed his lips.

Karen said, "It's really... the treatment of awakened people."

There is a related description in Mr. Huofen's formation notes.

"You know the First Knights well?" Marvalho asked.

"I know the formation very well." Karen explained, "The God Cult really regards the bones of these gods as objects to be awakened, but can these still be awakened?"

"No, this is nurturing."

"Warming?"

"What you said is indeed correct. The First Knights will also adopt this method to preserve the remains, nourishing the spiritual power left in the remains as much as possible.

Used here, the method is the same, but the purpose is not the same. "

Karen understood and asked, "Is it to ensure that the food does not spoil?"

Marvalho seemed a little uncomfortable with Karen's out-of-the-ordinary thinking, but he still nodded and said, "Yes, because once they go bad...it will be very troublesome, because God, yes..."

Marvalho stopped.

Karen answered: "The biggest source of pollution."

Marvalho didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm a little touched that you trust me so much."

"I met Riliersa in the trial of the gate of reincarnation. To be honest, her image subverted my perception of God."

"Actually, Riliersa is no longer a god. She is just a shell left by a god. The ones here are not gods anymore. I can't feel divinity in them at all."

"um, yes."

There are so many huge bones, but in terms of value, they are not comparable to the bone of the dark moon goddess that Karen absorbed, because the bone of the dark moon that he absorbed has divinity left.

"What do you think these are?" Marvalho asked, "Are they all eaten by Ankara?"

Karen replied: "You know what, children may be picky eaters, but generally parents are not picky eaters."

"There are relationships?"

"Because the food my parents buy home is what I want and like to eat."

Marvalho was silent.

Karen knew that these gods were indeed eaten by Ankara, but in essence, they were eaten by the God of Order.

My grandfather always believed that the God of Order was hungry, and these were the best examples.

The temple has always claimed to be the place closest to God, so what is usually placed within the reach of ordinary people?

As he continued to look around, Karen felt that even if he didn't conduct any research and experiments on this place, throwing the bones of these gods to the hostile religion would have a terrible effect when it was really necessary, such as when a war broke out.

Karen closed his eyes and tried to feel it here. Suddenly, he felt a weak traction in his heart, no, not one, but many.

Qianmei, who turned into wings on the back, began to give a reminder that it was very itchy. This was because it was integrated with the chains of order in this form. It was not itching, but the chains of order sensed a group of weak calls.

Karen couldn't help but think of the scene when he "woke up" Luo Ya back then. It was the first time he tried to "wake up" Luo Ya beyond common sense, because Luo Ya didn't have a body, and he just scattered her on those poor girls. Consciousness gathered again.

Opening his eyes, Karen's eyes revealed a dignified look;

Even though it was sealed so well by the Cult of Order, these seemingly clean bones of the gods, like sculptures, have always hidden undercurrents, and they are extremely turbulent.

They, no, it should be "them", who have been looking forward to "waking up".

This is actually a biogas pond, if you add a little spark to it...

Karen couldn't help laughing at herself in her heart:

Grandpa, next time you blow up a temple, take me with you.

At this moment, Marvalho suddenly raised his head and looked up, saying: "We are consciously investigating here, we must leave immediately."

Karen was very surprised: "We were discovered?"

"There is no specific reason for some 'gaze' and 'perception'. It should be that we have entered here now, and it is considered a threat, which automatically triggers the operation of a certain artifact. Its fluctuations are controlled by [Scythe of War] It was sensed and passed on to me."

Rasma also said the same thing, so he can only read newspapers on Mink Street and cannot send messages to the outside world.

This is the temple, and the elders of the temple live in the stars above or enshrine artifacts. It is also normal for the sixth sense to appear.

Marvalho exclaimed: "It's [Warning Bell]. The last time it worked was half a year ago, and then the temple was blown up. It's about to lock here. I tried to delay it with [War Scythe]."

Hearing this, Karen couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Could it be caused by the joke in his heart just now?

Karen and Marvalho flew out of the canyon together, left the area covered by the miasma, and quickly left the dense forest.

Both Pu'er and Liszt were lying on the grass with their bellies puffed out. Obviously, they were very satisfied.

After Karen appeared, he immediately picked up Pu'er, and Marvalho reached out to lift Liszt up, and then they all flew to the location of the teleportation circle.

When they reached the location of the teleportation circle, Marvalho snapped his fingers, the magic circle was activated, and everyone quickly returned to the original position.

Only now did Liszt ask, "Have you been discovered?"

Marvalho nodded and said, "Yes."

Liszt patted his thigh hurriedly: "No, I forgot to pack and bring back my things!"

Marvalho replied, "No need."

"Doesn't that leave evidence..."

"There must be evidence left behind."

Liszt's facial expression froze for a moment, and then he said with a sad face: "No, Lord Marvalho, you can't do this."

Marvalho looked at Liszt and said, "I will be assigned to a research department as a deputy in a few years, and then I will transfer you back in the name of research."

"But, my lord..."

"Regardless of whether you are willing to bear the responsibility of trespassing in the restricted area alone, I cannot be dispatched together with you. You know this very well.

At that time, I will still stay in the temple, and then I will see, who dares to disobey my face to help you operate, or you may never come back, and you don't need to come back? "

Liszt opened his mouth, then nodded vigorously: "I understand, my lord, woo woo woo..."

Marvalho comforted: "Okay, don't cry, just treat it as a vacation."

"No, my lord, I regret the fish soup I left for you. I knew I should drink it up, and now it's wasted."

...

Old White was carrying a large suitcase, standing in front of the transmission platform in the temple, holding a receipt in his hand, feeling extremely desolate.

He just took a second look at the seal, and faced the end of being assigned. This is actually the result of rock-paper-scissors. Now that he is asked to choose again, he would rather check the consciousness of the dragon even if he is hacked to smoke .

At this time, old White saw Liszt walking towards here with something, and for a moment, his heart warmed, and his eyes filled with tears.

"I really didn't expect that when they are avoiding me now, you would come and take the initiative to see me off.

Old man, I express my sincerest apologies to you for the conflicts I had with you before. I was wrong. Unfortunately, I may not have the opportunity to make up for the harm I caused you before.

I am very grateful that you can come to give me the gift, I don't want the things, you can keep them for yourself. "

Liszt: "..."

"Goodbye, old man, I hope we will see each other again in my lifetime, and I will write to you, really.

Okay, don't send it anymore, my teleportation circle is right in front, it will be activated soon, just send it here, my old man, do you have anything else you want to say to me? Please hurry up, it's too late. "

"Together."