Order is a mask.

When you need it, put it on; when you don't need it, take it off.

Pu'er saw Karen's hands trembling slightly. At first, it thought Karen was in pain, but slowly realized that it wasn't because it noticed tears streaming from the corners of Karen's eyes. From the death mask he wore on his face,

The edges of the gray mask dripped.

This scene made Pu'er feel a little distressed.

It jumped on Karen's body, clung to Karen's shoulder, stretched out its claws, and gently wiped the tears on Karen's face.

"Why are you crying? Dis has already arranged everything for you. You should feel happy."

With that said, Pu'er moved to the other shoulder and continued to stretch out her flesh claws to wipe his tears.

"Actually, I can feel his pain over the years. The more genius he is, the more painful he is, because he walked too fast, so when he realized that this path was wrong, he had no chance to turn back.

This is the tragedy of genius."

Pu'er landed on Karen's lap, with its two front paws on Karen's chest:

"Every elder has expectations for the younger generation. It doesn't matter if they are open-minded or not. Even if they don't say it, in their hearts they hope that their younger generation will take less detours and avoid detours when they follow their path.

By letting go of the mistakes he has made, he can go better and further.

I have also wondered why Dis likes you so much. This kind of love has even surpassed the love of blood relationship.

Now I seem to understand somewhat,

Dis saw in you an opportunity to make up for his own shortcomings.

It's a legacy, Karen.

Dis will not leave you, he will only stand at the door, watching you carrying your luggage and traveling far away, with far-reaching eyes."

Pu'er was comforting, but it found that its comfort was of no use, because the tears it had wiped away for Karen were now covered by new ones.

It jumped on Karen's shoulder again, but this time it stopped when it wanted to continue wiping his tears.

No one knows how to comfort others and himself better than him. In fact, he doesn't need the comfort he gives him.

He can cry now because he is wearing a mask now.

However, Pu'er still reminded:

"The function of the mask has ended. You can take it off if you want."

Karen said:

"I'll wear it until Dis comes back."

A few moments,

Karen added:

"Des promised me he would come back."

…

church.

After completing the blood sacrifice ceremony, Dis stood in the center of the stage, his face gradually turning pale.

Rasma stood leaning on the bench. He was the most relaxed now, because things had long been beyond his control, and he even felt a little happy in his heart;

Because, the matter should be beyond the control of the three people standing behind.

Look,

The three sacred temple elders, what did they look like just now:

pulling each other,

quarrel with each other,

block each other,

at last,

Another shock;

It was like a servant of God preaching in a mountainous village. The villagers ranged from disdain to confusion and finally to jaw-dropping.

Rasma took a deep breath and tried to keep his expression serious, otherwise he was really afraid that he would laugh out loud.

He had always wondered before, wondering why he needed to readjust his mentality every time he got involved in things with Dis. He felt that the reason was not just that they were once competitors when they were young.

perhaps,

In fact, he has a kind of admiration for Dis in his heart.

He still remembered that when he was young, he stood beside Dis and accepted the summons from Elder Geller;

He witnessed with his own eyes Dis comparing order to a mask in front of the temple elders.

Will he be affected by it?

No, because he gradually realized that he could not catch up with Dis. In the past, he only felt that there was a distance, but now he realized that he was not on the ground at all.

What he resented might just be the spontaneous feeling of admiration.

After all, Rasma is not the old Hoffen. The old Hoffen is an old scholar who has followed the academic route all his life and spent his life in depression and boredom. Therefore, when he first heard about Dis's deeds, he had almost no resistance.

Later, he could even say unabashedly that Dis was the person he admired most in his life.

But Rasma was different. He was once one of the proud men. His humble background and outstanding talents made him known as a rising star in the church. It was still a bit embarrassing for him to worship a peer.

of.

but,

It’s fine now;

Rasma only felt happy physically and mentally. Anyway, he had temporarily thrown the two books "Order of Order" and "Symmetra" on the ground. At this moment, he was just Rasma and had no other identity.

Putting aside the various shackles brought by his identity, he can now appreciate Dis at this time from a "free" soul perspective.

finally,

With the simple teleportation circle under the stage flashing again, middle-aged Dis returned here again, and the teleportation circle under his feet also shattered. After all, this is a "two-time" thing.

In addition, short-term and high-frequency teleportation in various formations also brought a huge load to middle-aged Dis. His body has become translucent, and only the fragments of the godhead on his chest are still there.

Clear gloss.

It is like another form of "heart", supporting the structure of the now middle-aged Dis.

Immediately afterwards,

The body of middle-aged Dis began to dissipate, turning into sparkling dust and gradually drifting away.

In the end, only the black fragment of the godhead was left, which was held by Dis.

Dis looked at it carefully and said:

"Either?"

This tone is like taking out some change to tease a beggar on the roadside while shopping.

But Sidi gritted her teeth and walked over.

The losses suffered by the Temple of Order have already occurred, so what we should really seize now are the gains that can be obtained now.

Sidi walked up to Dis, looked at Dis, and spread her hands.

Dis took one last look at the godhead fragment in his hand, then looked at Siti, and then casually took the godhead fragment away.

Lost it on the ground.

The fragment of the godhead will not be broken so easily. After it lands, it is also protected by a layer of black halo, but the undisguised contempt revealed in this action.

Sidi said: "Dis, sometimes it is really unnecessary to completely anger someone."

Dis shook his head and said: "I don't like to place my hopes on whether that person has been angered by me. Moreover, you have misunderstood. It is not you that I despise, but these three so-called gods who have been tormenting me.

Fragments.”

Sidi turned her palm over, and the fragment of the godhead flew up and fell into her palm.

And at this time,

Veins have appeared on Dis's face.

Whether it was the previous "cutting himself into three" or the blood sacrifice ceremony, it was a huge consumption for him.

in addition,

There is also a huge consumption, but the three elders and Rasma present are not aware of it.

That is...

At this time, outside the church, most of the people in the Whip of Order were holding their hands on the ground to recover from the injuries they had caused to themselves by quickly withdrawing the spell.

Simon was panting and sweating,
To be continued...