13 Mink Street Chapter 318

If there is a choice, Poussian will not stay here, it will flee.

Even if it knows that the consequence of not cooperating with the selection is the activation of the ban embedded in its body, it will collapse directly.

All the Eudemons that have appeared before are actually banned in their bodies in advance. This ban is connected with the formation in the square, and each team is in charge of the formation with a separate formation wizard.

Defeat the Eudemons in the team within the barrier to gain freedom.

Eudemons that do not cooperate with the selection will be directly executed.

Each Array Master can judge for himself whether the team in charge of the enchantment has lost the possibility of winning, thus ending the selection ahead of schedule, and the Eudemons will be controlled by the Array to avoid greater casualties.

In principle, the spiritual realm of Pusien, that is, its soul blessing, is to make the soul produce a "boiling" effect, so that in a "false" state, it is extremely realistic to enhance the target's soul wall.

It does not transmit any soul energy by itself, it acts as a catalyst.

But now, the catalyst, it was locked in this reaction.

Pusien would rather die now than go on. There are some things in this world that are more terrifying than death.

Especially the "in front of" picture,

Can you see it yourself?

damn,

I am willing to enter the proving ground to help you conduct the selection test for the Order of the Gods because of my freedom;

But,

Do you yourself know who you are picking?

Do not,

Is it even him, do you need to be selected?

"These are all fake, fake, all fake, this is... a fantasy."

Karen gradually came out of the panic at the beginning. He has too much experience in dealing with illusions, and he also has enough support to deal with soul-type attacks.

However, when Karen gradually woke up and returned to self-consciousness, the illusion did not dissipate, nor did he wake up, but the surrounding environment began to expand and refine.

Is the strength of the illusion increased?

Karen can only guess like this, because Ashley provided very little information about Pusien, and the organizer's almost shameless way made Pusien launch a sneak attack on everyone in the team as soon as he appeared on the field, and there was no one at all. Step-by-step exposure and familiarization process.

Therefore, Karen hadn't realized that the fantasy world he was in was actually a wall he built for himself.

There was a rope around his neck, and it was his own hands that held the rope. The more awake he was, the tighter the rope around his neck became.

The world in front of him began to tilt, and Karen subconsciously wanted to maintain his balance, but found that he couldn't do it at all. Under the interference of this tilted world, Karen fell backwards.

"boom!"

When the back of his head fell heavily on the ground, Karen realized that it was not the world that was tilted, but that everything was overturned in his own perception.

It's been a long time, I haven't felt so weak before, even when I overdrawn my spiritual power, I haven't felt so weak.

"Karen, Karen?"

Ok?

Karen opened her eyes and found herself lying on a bed, beside the bed, with many people sitting or standing.

"Oh, thank God, Karen, you're finally awake." Aunt Winnie wept.

Aunt Mary smiled, and then her face sank again, but soon she laughed again.

Uncle Mason patted his chest and said, "My nephew woke up, haha."

"Brother Karen?"

Mina, Lunt, and Chris stared at Karen curiously.

"Uncle...aunt...aunt..."

Karen sat up from the bed, the expressions of the people around her were still so real, and the warmth of family was so delicate, but... it seems like something is missing?

What's missing?

Karen couldn't help but put her hand on her head, what was she missing?

"Karen, don't scare me, are you still uncomfortable?" Uncle Mason asked with concern.

Karen resisted the tearing feeling in her head, raised her head with difficulty, and glanced over the faces of everyone beside her bed again.

It's all there, who's missing?

"Karen, your illness is just right, hurry up, lie down and rest."

Aunt Winnie put her hand on Karen's shoulder and pressed him down gently.

Karen slowly softened and lay down.

Yes, I'm just sick and I need rest.

"Be obedient, Karen, just take a little more rest and sleep, and you'll be much more comfortable," said Uncle Mason.

Yeah, just get some sleep.

The back of the head was attached to the soft pillow, and the feeling of comfort and coziness immediately emerged.

But just when Karen was about to close his eyes, his expression suddenly became solemn, and his eyes immediately opened completely:

"Less people!"

Karen put her hands on the bed to get herself up again.

"Karen, you need to rest," said Uncle Mason.

"Yeah, sleep a little longer, it's good for your body," said Aunt Mary.

"Be obedient, Karen, be obedient, be good," Aunt Winnie advised.

"Brother Karen, take a good rest and play with us after you have rested." The cousins ​​also began to persuade themselves.

"Less people!"

Karen stared and squeezed the words out of her throat again.

At this time, Uncle Mason, Aunt Mary, Aunt Winnie, and cousins ​​all stretched out their hands and pressed Karen back on the bed.

"Less people!"

Karen let out a low roar, then pushed away the hand that was on her body with all her might, and rolled off the bed, and then rushed to the bedroom door. The moment she stood up, Karen turned the room The door closed, his back pressed against the door, his head bowed, and he began to gasp for breath.

"It's fake, it's fake, it's fake..."

The voice began to rise in my heart, and Karen began to repeat it in a low voice.

There was no sound in the bedroom behind him, and it was completely quiet.

Looking at the floor under her feet, Karen gritted her teeth, puzzled:

Is this fantasy realm so powerful?

The experience and calmness of facing the offensive of the soul system in the past have all failed this time.

Obviously he is still firm, but why is he more and more like a white rat trapped in a glass jar and constantly running around?

Karen raised her head and looked at the window sill on the third floor in front of her.

There, there was a person lying there, a person who was exactly the same as him, his face was haggard, his expression was numb, he just lay there like that, the sunshine outside shone on him, did not bring him the slightest vitality, more like Covered him with a veil of whiteness.

His gaze was sluggishly looking above. On the ceiling above, there were two figures lying, one man and one woman, and darkness was constantly flowing from them, as if they were still bleeding.

"Why did I see you?" Karen reached out and pressed his forehead, and the drowsy feeling that had just been dissipated came back at this time.

The man lying on the windowsill turned to Karen, who smiled, showing his white teeth.

At the same time, a terrifying wound appeared on his chest, where the heart was, and where he was, it was empty.

"I'm useless, I'm useless, I'm useless, I'm useless..."

He was repeating these words.

Karen took a deep breath, maintaining the balance of her body, fantasy, or fantasy!

The best way to break the illusion is to look directly at it, face it, and conquer it!

Karen walked to the window sill. Lying on the window sill, he stopped murmuring repeatedly and shouted:

"So he killed me, made me free up my body, made room for you, and let you live in!"

Karen's footsteps froze.

"This is the cause of my death, this is the cause of my death, because he wanted you to come, so I died, it was he who killed me, and it was also because of your presence that killed me!"

"No...it's not like that."

Karen was suddenly startled, she couldn't be brought into this rhythm by him.

"He loves you, he loves your parents, he..."

Karen continued in a dazed way,

"Who is he?"

He started laughing again on the windowsill, which made Karen upset.

At this time, the window on the windowsill was opened, and he stood on the windowsill, facing the open window, turned his back to Karen and said:

"Push me down, push me out of this house, this house is yours."

Karen stretched out her hands and walked to the windowsill.

But when his hands were about to touch the back of the man on the windowsill, Karen stopped, took a deep breath, and slapped her forehead hard.

Then turn around and walk in the other direction.

When she reached the door of the study, Karen stopped.

This study room gave him a special feeling, as if all problems would be solved as long as the door was opened. Gu Liu

Karen put her hand on the doorknob, turned it, and pushed the door open.

Behind the desk in the room sat an old man.

The old man sat upright and looked at Karen.

"grandfather……"

At this moment, Karen finally realized who was missing by the bed earlier.

It's Des, Des is not by the bed!

"I'm tired." Dis said, "I'll find a reason to sleep for a while, and when you're really mature, I'll wake up and take what I want from you."

Hearing this, Karen took a deep breath, and the drowsy feeling in her head appeared again, and it was several times stronger than before.

"Don't worry, I will always stare at you. Your every move is under my gaze. If you don't believe me, look behind you?"

Karen turned her head and saw the phantom of Dis behind her, which was her family belief system.

Di Si continued: "Look, in order to keep an eye on you, I held a blood sacrifice ceremony."

"It's not like this……"

Karen clenched her fists and started banging her head. He wanted to wake up again. He hated the illusion.

"How can there be love for no reason in this world, who are you, you know very well, how can I love you because you occupy my grandson's body?

Hehe, so, are you so naive? "

Karen continued to beat his head while roaring: "You create this illusion for me, I will kill you, I will kill you! Percyn, I will kill you!"

"You should face your heart. There are some things that you have never doubted or thought about?"

Karen raised her head with a grim expression, but her eyes became clear again:

"You know, if Dies really wants it, I'm willing to take the initiative to give it to him, even if it's a dream, I'm still willing to do it."

"Look, you doubted it, right? It's just that your sensibility overwhelmed your rationality." Diess stood up and looked at Karen, "You should face your heart."

"Ah……"

Karen laughed.

He then exited the study, closed the study door with a bang, staggered to the stairs, and saw a black cat sitting on the handrail.

The black cat said: "Karen, do you know that the plan of the Allen family has never failed, and I, Pall, are the one who really implements this plan.

How do those idiots know how to use that finger?

I will find the most suitable owner for this finger, oh no, what is more suitable for it than its original owner?

At that time, I will be able to find an excuse to form a symbiotic relationship with you, and I will transcend the limits of the family belief system of the ancestor Allen, this **** family belief system that traps my genius!

Among my clan, I will choose the one with the best bloodline talent to marry you, and let her give birth to your bloodline.

so,

My Alan family will receive your gift in body and soul.

What is a brief silence?

The Allen family will eventually usher in real glory under my arrangement, and the Allen family in the future will be qualified to make the gods have to look at it! "

Karen started to run away, and the groggy feeling returned.

But at this moment, a cat's tail poked at him, followed by a pure white finger on his forehead.

"Order... Come out and meet me!"

"boom!"

Karen instantly fell into a dizziness and rolled down the stairs.

Before he could get up, a golden retriever came over to lick his hand:

"I have waited for you for so long as agreed, this time, you must never leave me again, I want you to help me get my Mills back, you won't lie to me again, right? "

Karen subconsciously raised her foot, trying to kick the dog away, but stopped halfway through.

He got up, holding the handrail of the stairs with both hands, and continued to descend with difficulty, he was going to get out of here, out of here!

Here, full of absurdity and depression.

But what afflicted Karen the most was that he could wake up again and again, but he could never have any impact on the surrounding environment, and the surrounding environment could always bring him the most intuitive impact.

When Karen came to the stairs on the first floor, she saw an old man sitting by the coffee table, the old man was drinking tea.

"Hoffen first... Grandpa Hoffen?"

Mr. Hoffin looked at Karen, smiled, and said:

"My good friend Di Si, what an excellent person, he shouldn't be so dull and gloomy, in my eyes, he should stand in the brightest place.

So, I helped him summon you.

You have to work hard, mature quickly, and become a step for him to become a god, hehehe..."

The feeling of drowsiness struck again, Karen could only hold on to the armrest to maintain the last bit of balance, but he still failed, his body couldn't help slipping, and when his back landed on the carpet, he turned his head with difficulty , I saw that there was no coffin on the original morgue in the mourning hall on the first floor of the Inmelles house, but a throne of order.

"Come here, come here, here is where you should sit, here, it belongs to you, Karen.

You are me, I am you.

I want to return before they return, I want to block the way for them to return, I want to create a world where only my **** exists, and I want order to be the only standard for measuring this world!

Forget your memories, let go of your struggles.

Those are just a little bit of dust stained by this gemstone after a long time, and it will be clean after blowing it.

Maybe it's because of my deep sleep, I had some dreams, I dreamed a lot of stories, I dreamed of a lot of identities, and the identity you remember is nothing more than the last simple dream after I woke up, but you, but Ridiculously taking that dream as reality.

Karen,

you are me,

You are the order,

You are the **** of order worshipped by the **** of order... the **** of order! "

Karen held his head in his hands, and a strong desire to give up rose in his heart.

This **** fantasy is full of low-level people!

But it was such a low level, but it was crushed from him over and over again, so much so that he was powerless to fight back, so much so that he began to despair, so much that he wanted to bow his head.

This carpet is so soft, I really want to lie down like this.

Karen clearly knew that the Uncle Mason and the others he had met before, "Karen", Diess, Pu'er, Kevin, Mr. Hoffen, and the throne, were all fake!

But the more awake, the clearer, and the more intense the pain.

This is not pure pain, but as if he is pinching his neck hard, the more awake he is, the harder he is pinching himself.

This paradox-like tearing and twisting plunged Karen into a bottomless despair.

go to sleep,

no longer resist.

At this time,

A small voice came from the basement.

Karen opened his eyes slowly, he wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, but the sound continued, still subtle, still vague, but it made his own consciousness buzzing, making him unable to fall asleep.

Slowly, Karen turned over his body. He wanted to stand up, but found that he couldn't do it at all. As a last resort, he could only crawl towards the basement.

He was going to turn off that sound, like turning off the lights in the basement.

Finally, Karen climbed to the corner, rolled to one side and down the **** to the basement.

Stumbled, and after a lot of tossing, Karen finally came to the basement aisle.

The voice came from Aunt Mary's workshop, and the door to the workshop was closed.

"Stop for me, I'm tired, stop for me, stop, don't bother me anymore, don't bother me anymore..."

Karen crawled towards it, shouting hoarsely.

"Stop, stop, your voice makes me uncomfortable."

Karen slowly crouched up.

"I don't want to hear your voice, I want silence, I need silence!"

Karen stood up slowly.

"You are, what?"

finally,

Karen walked to the door of the workshop, and inside the door came the sound of prayer:

"You are the great God, the incarnation of the highest truth in the world;

Allow me to praise you, for you have lit a lamp in the darkness for me;

Allow me to sing about you ~www.mtlnovel.com~ for you wash all the dust from me;

Allow me to follow you, for you purposely left footprints behind me;

I will always bathe in your glory, I will always bear your will, I will always keep your oath;

Praise you, my god, my lord, my heaven and earth, my... young master. "

Door,

Pushed away by Karen:

"Alfred..."

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