13 Mink Street

The sound seemed to be completely absorbed at this time, without any release. As far as the eye could see, there were violent ripples of blood, as if it had gone through layers of climbing, and finally, there was a silent explosion.

Even though Karen was on the periphery, the barrier in front of him was completely corroded by the red light. If the more basic "purification" technique is to obliterate all impurities, then this technique is to eliminate all aliens. Gnaw.

A huge pit appeared on the beach. In the middle of the pit, Mickey was lying there in a very embarrassed state.

There were black blood stains all over her body, and the poison of the bloodthirsty monster had completely entered her body, clamping down on her body functions and suppressing her soul.

She is just an ordinary person now, a... crab whose shell has been peeled off, leaving only the tenderest crab meat.

In fact, the reason why she has not been reduced to a puddle of dry meat paste is not because of her good luck, but because Neo chose to hold back at the last moment.

The bloody halo recovered and condensed Neo's figure. At this time, his arms were drooping, his head was lowered, and his whole figure seemed to be suspended in the air.

"ah……"

A hoarse roar came from Neo's throat. He suddenly raised his neck, turned his palms up, and his whole body was exposed with veins.

He turned his head slightly, which was the direction of Karen.

There was a grinding sound between teeth, like a countdown.

Karen understood and started to move.

Immediately, Neo quickly fell towards the direction of Mickey.

"Buzz!"

Midge had given up hope. She didn't even have the ability to stand up now, let alone resist.

At this moment, a big sword appeared in front of her.

Diamanth's sword blocked Neo's nails.

Immediately afterwards, thick chains of order appeared around the pit, swarming towards Neo.

"hehe."

Neo sneered and retreated quickly. Karen did not choose to pursue him and let Neo go away.

If we follow the most basic respect for the theatrical stage, then Karen and Neo should have another fight. Considering that Neo himself is also a person who likes to pursue perfection and details, then stepping down early may mean that his health The condition or mental state is also very bad.

Karen guessed that he needed to calm down mentally.

Bloodthirsty monsters polluted the light... Even Karen didn't dare to try this method, and he didn't even think about it.

If nothing else, Neo should have successfully emerged from the previous period of schizophrenia, and then fell into the next more serious schizophrenia.

But thinking about it from another perspective, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing at all. At least he should not have the mind to think about Miss Eliza.

Karen lowered his head and met Mickey's eyes.

Although she is not dead yet, and Karen does not intend to kill her, if the next thing is to happen, such a high combat power will be lost in advance, which is undoubtedly excellent news.

Karen opened her palm and cast a low-level healing spell on it that was better than nothing. The current function of this spell was to make her feel better so that she could feel the pain in her body more clearly.

He bent down and lifted Mickey up. The woman was very heavy. Although she was fat, the main weight should be inside. Moreover, when she was doing the shoulder lifting motion, Karen seemed to hear the sound of an hourglass in her ears.

The bones in this woman's body... are made of sand.

In terms of practice, the Cult of Kosmos is quite clean. Although it has absorbed many sequences from other large, medium and small churches, the mainstream aspect is still relatively "humane".

Other religious religions are generally a bit "improper" in this regard.

The Desert God Cult's practice method of transforming human bones into sand is quite conservative. The original Poseidon Cult also changed its life style in order to pursue closeness to the sea. Although it was a human being, it had to follow Reborn from the eggshell once more, transforming himself into a sea creature.

As for the Moon God Cult, they have always retained a devouring custom. They often train in teams in one direction. After a certain stage, the best ones can devour other companions. This also confirms that the Moon God Artemis devours other companions. The style of other lunar goddesses achieving the position of main god.

The only problem or characteristic of the Cult of Kosmos is that they like to play with corpses... which is not too refreshing at all.

With wings flapped, Karen carried Mickey and landed in front of the Ankara Hotel gate. At the gate, he threw the seriously injured woman to the hotel guards, who would send her to the mission hospital for treatment.

When Karen walked into the hotel lobby, Leon took the initiative to greet him, holding a hot towel in his hand and passing it to Karen.

Karen wiped her face while listening to the report from Leon: Luther has checked into the room, the security arrangements have been completed, and the investigation of the attack on the road has been launched.

After listening to the report, Karen took the elevator to that floor. Four personal security personnel, two men and two women, came out of the room opposite. Karen didn't recognize them, but seeing them was like seeing him before.

"Mr. Minister."

"Mr. Minister."

Karen nodded to them, reached out and knocked on the door of the room. The person who opened the door was Elanga. He welcomed Karen in first, and then found that there was no figure of Mickey behind him, so he couldn't help but ask:

"Minister Cullen, where is Mickey?"

"She was injured, seriously."

"It's very serious..." Elanga was stunned for a moment, obviously he was well aware of Mickey's strength.

Luther, who was sitting on the sofa and preparing to eat, heard this and raised his head in surprise, wondering: "How can there be such a powerful remnant of light in the York City area?"

Karen walked to the coffee table, picked up the untouched glass of red wine, took a sip, and reminded: "This is not something you need to worry about."

"But Minister Cullen, this involves my safety."

"We are responsible for your safety. In addition, I need to warn you that Ms. Mickey should be fine. I noticed that it was you who gave her the order to pursue her despite my objections.

From now on, you must strictly abide by the security regulations issued to you in advance. If you have any other needs, our personal security personnel will be stationed across the door. You can submit your request to them, and they will apply upwards. "

Luther smiled and said, "Are all guests so strict in order?"

"Are you a guest?" Karen asked.

Luther looked embarrassed.

Karen continued: "Please understand your position clearly. You and your people are here to pray for help from our Order Cult, not here as guests."

Elanga immediately came over and said, "Minister Karen, is this your intention or your teaching's?"

"I have said that I cannot interfere in the negotiation process between the senior leaders of my teaching and you, but if you are disobedient and I lose my temper with you, I don't think the senior leaders will punish me for you.

You are welcome to complain. Maybe the higher-ups will be happy to see me clarifying your position in advance, which will save you a lot of trouble in negotiations. "

The boy's innocence returned to Luther's face;

But compared with Ventura, his innocence is a bit too hypocritical.

"Minister Cullen, I understand, and I will abide by it, for sure."

"That's good."

Karen put down the wine glass in his hand.

Luther took the initiative to help him continue pouring wine. While pouring, he asked: "I feel like Minister Cullen has had a problem with us from the beginning. I want to know why."

"There will be an injury report from this security operation later. Originally, my men didn't have to face so many dangerous situations. This is probably why I had a problem with you from the beginning."

After saying that, Karen turned and left the room directly.

Elanga closed the door, raised his hand to set up a barrier, and asked: "Sir, do you think what he said is true?"

Luther shook his head and said, "I don't believe it."

"Yes, I don't believe it either. This reason is too far-fetched."

Luther shook the wine glass in his hand and said, "I suspect that he knows about Valotti."

"How can this be."

"Elanga, don't underestimate the Cult of Order. It has been the No. 1 Cult for a thousand years since the death of light a thousand years ago. How could its intelligence network be so bad?

Besides, sometimes it wants to investigate a matter, and when an official letter is issued, many churches choose to cooperate due to its power.

Think of the Palmires Cult. It somehow cooperated with the Order to set up a trap and declared war on reincarnation. It somehow became an affiliated religious cult of the Order.

I even wonder how many of the desert supporters who are on our side in the Desert God Cult are actually people of order standing behind them. "

"But sir, if the order knows that Valotti is the assassin we sent, then this negotiation..."

"It won't have any impact. Valotti's action is to catalyze the fate of Order and help us become independent from the desert. I believe Order will choose the most beneficial path.

Anyway, we have no bottom line in this negotiation. As long as Order can help us become independent, we will immediately sign a contract and become an affiliated religion of Order.

Use a chief bishop and replace it with an affiliated religious cult. Order knows how to choose.

Even this matter can be used by order to manipulate us, as a stick to beat us, which will make order think that we are easier to control. "

"Yes, I think so too. We are doing this with the greatest sincerity this time."

"Elanga, don't forget, it was Minister Karen who killed Valotti, haha." Luther stretched, "He has a bad attitude towards us, we should be happy, it proves that order and his The idea is the opposite. Only in this way will he become emotional. By the way, when will the meeting start? "

"The formal meeting will be tomorrow morning, and tonight there will be a meeting, and then there will be a welcome banquet."

"Okay, I'll get some sleep first, and you go visit Mickey. Oh, forget it, you probably won't be able to leave here. I'm really curious about how the light aura of that remnant of light can be so pure...

But I didn't expect him to be so powerful and defeat Mickey. "

"Sir, could it be that minister and..."

"Mickey is still alive."

"Yes, this proves that it has nothing to do with that minister."

…

The dinner party has begun.

In the past, Karen had to use the name of personal security personnel to get food at such high-end banquets. Not only did he pick out expensive food, but he also secretly packaged it for other team members.

Now, as soon as he walked into the banquet hall, a waiter came up to serve him personally and asked about his taste. Then he only needed to find an empty table and sit down, and soon a whole set of wine and food would be brought to him.

The promotion was too fast and the benefits have kept up, but Karen hasn't had time to get used to it yet.

He picked up a piece of grilled lizard meat with a fork, dipped it in the sauce, and put it into his mouth. The meat was still delicious, but Karen felt it was not as delicious as before when he devoured it.

"hehe."

The familiar laughter came from Chief Bishop Bourne. He sat down in front of Karen, and the waiter began to serve him a meal.

"What happened today was a bit big."

"What's going on?" Karen asked.

"About the remnant of light, why did such a powerful one suddenly appear?"

"Everything is under control," Karen said.

"Are you sure you have everything under control?" Bourne took a sip of whiskey, "Forget it, I won't ask you this anymore."

"Are you going to speak on stage later?" Karen asked.

"I'm not going. I'm just accompanying tomorrow's meeting. Like Wofulun before, the meeting will only be held at our venue. The negotiation team from the Dingge region has already arrived."

"Oh, that's how it is."

“We are not yet at the level where we can influence policy.”

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you should know that before the previous meeting started, I noticed that each of them looked relaxed. Let's put it this way...it was obviously not like they were here for negotiation and meeting."

"Then what?"

"After the meeting, they became serious." Byrne pinched a piece of meat with his fingers and put it into his mouth, chewing it while saying, "Look over there..."

Karen turned to look at the entrance of the banquet hall. A group of adults from the Dingge area wearing red divine robes were coming in one after another.

"They came in late," Karen said.

"Yes, because after the meeting, they should have had a small internal meeting and then occupied the communication array room."

"How to say?"

"Haha, what else can I say? It should be these people in the desert who made an offer that they can't refuse. They may not have thought of it beforehand."

Karen picked up a mango and peeled it open with his hands. The fruity aroma was rich and he took a bite. It was juicy and sweet. This is also a coupon fruit that he is reluctant to buy at home.

Bourne also picked up a mango. He didn't rush to peel it, but put it in front of him and pinched it gently with his fingers. He reminded: "The wind direction must have changed. Look, they took the initiative to communicate with the people in the desert." went."

The bishop of this banquet must be a group of people from the desert. In addition to Luther and Elanga, there was also a group of entourage. At this time, the two sides began to communicate enthusiastically.

Whether it is Suss or Bourne, as the two nominal giants in this region, their intelligence capabilities are undoubted, and the negotiation team sent by the Dingge region should also be aware of the rumor.

The relaxation before, then the seriousness, and now the enthusiasm...

People will not show enthusiasm to a group of dead people.

Karen continued eating the mango.

Bourne continued: "It's all in vain."

Karen smiled and asked, "You sat here specifically just to talk about this?"

"Of course, but your boss will probably send you a message soon."

"Oh well."

"Want my advice?" Bourne asked.

"Then do you need my advice?" Karen asked.

"It seems you don't need it."

"What about you?"

"I don't want to get involved, it's such a waste."

"Can."

"Okay, you like to eat this fruit, right? I will bring you a few boxes as condolence gifts." Bourne stood up and was about to reach out to pat Karen's shoulder, but Karen picked up a napkin to block it. took his hand.

Bourne was not angry, took the napkin with a smile, wiped his hands and left.

As soon as he left, Alfred walked over quickly. He was supposed to be acting for Karen in the office.

"Master, this is a handwritten letter that the district chief asked me to give to you."

"What did you say?"

Karen knew that Alfred must have read it, and he didn't mind; in fact, Alfred would not only open all his letters, but he would also answer them for him, and help him in his own name on various holidays. give gift.

"What the district chief means is that the wind has changed, so stop."

"Do you think this is the final decision from above?" Karen asked.

"I don't know, but it seems that the desert side has given me a price that the superiors can't refuse."

"Well, okay." Karen glanced at Leon, who was standing under the rostrum and was responsible for maintaining order, and ordered Alfred, "Go tell Leon all about this, and then ask Leon to come see me."

"Master..."

"Go ahead."

"Yes, Master."

Alfred walked to Leon and called Leon out of the banquet hall.

After a while, Leon re-entered the banquet hall. It happened that a bishop from this region was chatting with Elanga holding a wine glass. He called Leon over and introduced him like a junior.

The bishop should really support the junior for the sake of the former chief. He didn't know about this. The only people in this region who knew the original plan were the leaders of the regional management office and the Whip of Order.

Leon clinked glasses and drank with Elanga enthusiastically, and then said some words. After the conversation was over, he walked towards Karen with a calm expression.

"sit."

"Yes, Minister."

"Are you hungry?" Karen asked.

"I just used some during the break. I'm not hungry."

"Yeah." Karen nodded, "What do you want to say?"

"Minister, I will obey the church's arrangements. I can accept it and can figure it out. You don't need to comfort me, really."

"Did you bring any cigarettes?"

"I brought them. Mr. Alfred specifically ordered me to wear these when I'm with you." Leon took out a box of cigarettes, pulled out one, and handed it to Karen.

Karen took the cigarette and put it to Leon's mouth. Leon hesitated and bit it.

"Point."

"yes."

Leon lit the cigarette and took a puff. As soon as the cigarette from the God of Thunder entered his throat, he quickly picked up the napkin on the table and started wiping it, then suppressed his voice and started coughing.

After he finished handling it, with red eyes, he looked at the cigarette held between his fingertips and said, "Minister, this cigarette is too strong, I can't smoke it."

"Don't force yourself if you can't smoke."

"minister……"

Karen himself took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff, looking as usual.

Although he is not as addicted to using such things to seek stimulation like Neo, he used to smoke Thunder God Sect's cigarettes in order to suppress the injuries in his soul, and now he is used to it.

After blowing out a smoke ring, Karen said slowly: "Similarly, I can't pretend that I'm not used to smoking."

Immediately afterwards, Karen placed the cigarette that had only taken one puff on the exquisite ashtray on the table:

"So, let's destroy it."