Neo sat down on the edge of the beach, and the tide washed up to the soles of his boots again and again, receding again and again, repeating and tirelessly.

"Hehe...hehe..."

First, he laughed, and laughed intermittently for a long time.

The most ridiculous thing in this world is probably that even I don't know what I'm laughing at.

When Neo raised his head again and looked at the dark moon in the sky, his smile gradually disappeared, and a deep indifference gradually appeared in his eyes.

Karen is not here. If he were here, he would probably feel that the captain he knew at the beginning seemed to be back at this time.

Neo spread out his left hand, held a dagger in his right hand, cut a hole in his palm, and then continued to maintain a sitting position, with his injured hand casually resting on his knee, letting blood drip from it.

The blood did not penetrate, but formed a small pool on the sand.

Gradually, the blood began to condense into an old face, looking at Neo.

The old face looked a little dumbfounded and said: "He left, and you called me out?"

Neo didn't respond, but shifted his gaze to the sea.

The old face continued: "This kind of bloodline ceremony to summon the ancestors will cause great damage to the bloodline level. You can't cherish it like this and waste it like this."

Neo still didn't speak.

"He left, just left, he never existed."

Hearing this sentence, Neo finally set his eyes on that old face.

"You know, what I said is true, didn't you tell me in your dream that night that you had found an excellent psychiatrist in the cafe, and his explanations to you have always been very reasonable.

Neo, in order to prevent being assimilated by him, you went from one extreme to another. "

"He, not me."

"He is you." The old face said firmly, "You have my blood, because of the Light Ceremony, your connection with me has been advanced and strengthened, although you are not purely born in the Anavas family, but You have the spirit that fits my Anavas family, and you are more suitable to inherit my will than my blood descendants.

I need to thank him though, because if it wasn't for him, I probably wouldn't be able to communicate with you on this level yet.

But the fact is that I am an independent consciousness in your blood. Although my body has been sealed and isolated, and my memory has been broken, I don't even know where my body is now, and I don't know what it is. Sealed by whom... But the bloodthirsty monsters on your body clearly exist, so I also clearly exist.

And he, no.

Neo, if you feel lonely, you can give me the vacant seat after he left, maybe I can replace him, so that you will not feel uncomfortable because of his departure. "

"You're dreaming."

The old face was rejected bluntly, but he didn't get angry, instead he smiled and said:

"You see, you can accept his place in your heart, but you don't want to vacate one for me, the reason is very clear, you were assimilated by him, nothing more than you were replaced by another you who believed in light , like the front and back of a coin, whether it is the front or the back, belong to the same coin.

But I am not. You clearly know that once you are assimilated by me, then I, Anavas, will use the blood of my descendants to replace the body and life of my descendants and obtain a new rebirth.

You and I don't belong to a coin, he does, and you've always known this in your heart, haven't you? "

Neo was silent again.

The old face was a little helpless. He summoned himself here at the cost of lowering his bloodline, but he didn't speak. This kind of behavior is really willful.

"Or, you can open your memory to me in all directions, maybe I can help you more. For example, I am very interested in your subordinate named Karen, and my instinct tells me that you are hiding it from me. told a lot about him.

At least, in terms of this point of treatment, let me be equal to him, okay? "

"You do not deserve."

"Alas..." the old face couldn't even get angry, "It's not easy for you. If you were someone else, your body would be infused with both me and him, and you would either go crazy or be assimilated, but you can still maintain self.

But I still have to say, he doesn't exist, he really doesn't exist.

What he left in you was only a partial memory, he was never a single consciousness, you were always pitted against another you.

Do you think he was the one who gave up revenge?

No,

It's you,

Neo,

It is you who gave up revenge.

You awakened Dorons, you commanded Dorons to march on the town, you signaled Dorons to show its death and decay, but it was also you, who made it stop, and finally gave up on vengeance.

Phileas, from beginning to end, does not exist, does not exist!

He gave up revenge, not because of any light, but because it was another choice for you, can you let Dorons crush the town, can you let Dorons blow himself up and completely pollute this Dark Moon Island?

No,

you will not,

Your identity, your position, will not allow you to do this.

Therefore, Phileas chose to give up revenge. In fact, you have always been yourself, making a comeback for your extremes. You raised the torch, but you didn't want to ignite the firewood in front of you, so you made up for yourself A beautiful reason to give up revenge, huh.

This is a game that you are playing alone. "

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Neo's mouth.

Seeing this, the old face continued: "You should believe in my perception, although now I am like a broken board floating in the sea, but I have seen too many winds and waves.

I hope you wake up, Neo, he doesn't exist.

Now that he's gone, you can return to your original self.

Perhaps, this is your plan, isn't it?

Use the most extreme emotions to draw out the non-existing him, and then use the most suitable reason to send the non-existing him away.

Because although he does not exist objectively, subjectively it really affects you.

Dorons is controlled by you. Of course, as a beast of light, it may indeed be kind in nature. "

"What about the others up there?"

"That's just an illusion created by yourself. While you are deceiving yourself, you are also deceiving other people. Neo, all of this is directed and acted by you alone. He does not exist."

"He exists."

"Unfortunately, our debate can't be concluded, and we can't prove it. We can only wait for you to wake up. I believe that you will be able to come out in a short time."

"No, it can be proved."

"how to prove?"

"Snake Island."

…

There are only a few low-level guards in the Missing Palace. They wear uniforms instead of armor, with only a crescent moon printed on them. Their daily job is to maintain law and order in the streets. They are actually more similar to ordinary people, and they can get on the stage a little The warriors have already assembled to form a legion to stop Dorons.

It was easy to deal with them. With a light spell, they were directly stunned. Karen's figure came to the coffin, and the armor of the sea **** appeared on his body. With the blessing of strength, he slowly pushed open the coffin lid.

It was Bernard lying inside.

His corpse was well preserved, without any signs of corruption, and his appearance was very different from the statues and portraits that can be seen everywhere on Darkmoon Island, because those sculptures and portraits basically took the image of Bernard when he was middle-aged, Bernard's hair in the coffin was already half white.

You can see the traces of age, but you don't look old. This is an old man who took good care of himself and treated himself very delicately.

He was wearing a dark moon noble robe with a full moon embroidered on his chest.

He wears a dark moon crown hat, a string of pearls around his neck, a scepter in his left hand, a dagger in his right hand, and a blue conch on his waist.

Those who can be buried in Bernard's coffin are all good things, there is no doubt about it, but Karen chose to ignore it.

It's not that he doesn't want to take it, nor does he want to, but he knows very well that these sacred artifacts can be taken away from here by himself, but next, he may be sensed to his position.

Right now, the people of Dark Moon Island are all focusing on Dorons. When Dorons leaves and the threat is gone, they will immediately find that the corpse of their ancestor is gone, and they will definitely concentrate on investigating this matter next, saying Maybe I will ask the Cult of Order to help.

I have no time to study and seal these funerary sacred artifacts. They can sense them with a little effort, and going along will only bring them a lot of trouble.

The most important thing is that his main purpose is still Bernard himself, and he doesn't intend to set a fire and directly burn Bernard's body, which is simply too cheap for Bernard.

I want to find a quiet place where I will not be disturbed, and take my time.

Karen took off his divine robe, then took off Bernard's luxurious robe, wrapped it in his own divine robe of order, and carried the corpse on his shoulders.

After hesitating for a while, he felt that this posture was not good. Although he was carrying a dead man, he didn't want others to look like he was carrying a dead man.

In the end, Karen grabbed Bernard's arms with both hands and carried him on his back.

His figure turned into a cloud of black mist, and he manifested again after leaving the Palace of Remembrance. After reaching the road, he breathed a sigh of relief, and continued walking towards Bernard Hotel with Bernard on his back.

On the way, I met some priests of order and dark moon warriors who retreated from the front. Many of them also took the initiative to say hello to Karen, asking if they needed help.

Halfway through, Karen bumped into a carriage, and Karen stopped him.

There were a lot of things stuffed in the carriage, the driver should have been fleeing just now, but he came back in time.

It is much more convenient to take a carriage. When they arrived at the entrance of the hotel, the coachman stopped the carriage.

"Go in." Karen ordered.

"Well, my lord, the carriage outside ours is not allowed to enter the hotel."

"I told you to go in."

The coachman had no choice but to continue urging the unicorn to drag the carriage forward. There were far fewer guards at the entrance of the hotel than usual. There were only four or five guards in uniform with a crescent moon standing guard. When they saw the carriage outside, they stepped forward to stop it.

Karen opened the carriage door, leaned out, and scolded them:

"My companion is injured and unconscious, get out of the way!"

"Yes, yes, my lord."

"Yes, my lord."

The carriage was released, and under Karen's command, the coachman drove the carriage to the gate of the courtyard.

Karen got out of the carriage with Bernard on his back again, and the coachman hurriedly said, "My lord, goodbye, there is no fare. Thank you, my lord, for protecting our Dark Moon Island."

"It's not me who protects you."

"Yes, yes, thank you to the great Order of God."

"It's not the Cult of Order either."

"Uh... who is that?"

"They probably don't care about your thanks either."

Karen admired the final stop of the giant beast Dorons.

But if you put the same thing on yourself, it is impossible for you to achieve this kind of kindness. This is probably due to the difference in beliefs.

However, Phileas did allow himself to see what the real light is, which is completely different from the remnants of the light that he has come into contact with before. They are the true believers of the light.

Now that the light has chosen his way to follow the light, then it is his turn to use order to maintain order.

"You go."

The coachman looked puzzled, so he could only turn around the unicorn and drive towards the hotel gate. In the carriage, Karen left a 100 order voucher as the fare.

The yard was very quiet. Although Dorons had already turned around at this time, the people from all walks of life hadn't really returned yet, but the yard was not empty. Some people, even if he was there, would not disturb the silence.

For example, Mr. Memphis, who is sitting by the small pond in the middle of the courtyard at the moment, is also his uncle Eisen.

He was arranged by the captain to go to the Palace of Remembrance, and helped to detonate the conflict. After the conflict, he hid for a while, and then returned to the hotel according to the captain's original arrangement, so he missed the summoning of the Whip of Order halfway.

In fact, the efficiency of the Neo team's assembly this time is very low. The captain is not there, Karen is not there, Memphis is not there, and the three strongest members of the team are not there. He would lead the team to set up formations or prepare for the charge. After the Whip of Order team was assembled, they were immediately assigned to work under the bishops. The Neo team did not have all the members, so it would not attract any attention at all.

Mr. Eisen stood up and asked, "Who was injured?"

Senior priests, each basically knows some simple healing techniques.

Karen didn't answer, but directly carried Bernard into his room. After entering the room, he threw Bernard's body directly on the captain's bed.

Mr. Eisen also walked in, holding a magic scroll in his hand and preparing to cast a healing spell.

Karen didn't stop him, but after washing his hands, he poured himself a large glass of ice water and drank several gulps.

Mr. Eisen turned over Bernard's body, saw Bernard's face, and then stopped his movements.

After a long time, he turned his head to look at Karen, then looked up at the portrait of Bernard that was hung in almost every room, and then looked at the one lying on the bed.

Karen said, "That's him."

Mr. Eisen nodded, pushed Bernard inward again, covered him with a quilt, and sat down beside the bed.

Karen said, "Dorrons has retreated. At this moment, he should be going into the sea soon."

"I sat in the yard and saw it."

"I have reached an agreement with the person who controls Dorons. I will help him avenge Bernard. He will not let Dorons destroy the town. What do you think?"

"Reasonable."

"So, next, I need your help."

"Please say."

"Help me activate a teleportation formation."

"OK."

Karen felt that it was always easy to communicate with his uncle, all he needed was to make up a suitable reason for him and tell him what to do.

"I'm going to change a set of divine robes now. You go and prepare the carriage in the hotel. We'll set off right away. There should be no one guarding that place right now. The teleportation circle can be used directly."

"clear."

Karen took the clothes and walked into the bathroom. After taking off all the clothes, he turned on the shower head and took a brief shower. Clean it up.

After a brief flush, Karen began to wipe herself.

At this time, Richard's excited voice came from the room.

"Oh, Karen, you're still sleeping, do you know what wonderful things you missed today!"

Karen got dressed and walked out of the bathroom, and saw Richard lying on the bed with his arms around Bernard very affectionately.

Richard: "..."

Blinking, Richard immediately turned around and uncovered the quilt, turned the person over, looked at this face, Richard immediately turned his head, looked at Karen, and then looked at the portrait on the wall.

It is indeed father and son, and the whole set of actions is exactly the same.

"This, that, not..."

Richard was so startled that he could hardly speak.

Mr. Eisen opened the door, looked at Karen, and said, "The carriage is ready."

Karen pointed to Richard and said, "Pick him up and follow us."

"okay."

For his father, Karen needed a reason; for Richard, Karen didn't even need one.

Richard picked up Bernard and got into the carriage.

Eisen was driving outside, Karen and Richard were inside.

Richard was still looking at Bernard carefully, and asked, "Is this really Bernard's body?"

"Well, I carried it out of the coffin."

"What are you carrying him out for?"

"Adults, children don't ask."

"Okay." Richard nodded, his mind was a little confused now.

The carriage arrived at Tafman's villa, and it was still Richard who came down with Bernard's body on his back. There was no one in the villa, the guards had already been transferred away, and the servants had fled and hadn't returned yet.

Karen led people to the master bedroom on the third floor, pointed to the huge chandelier above, and said:

"The array switch is on there."

"OK."

Mr. Eisen turned into a cloud of black mist and came to the ceiling. After fixing his position, he began to adjust the chandelier, but soon he fell down again.

Karen was a little surprised: "So fast?"

"Because they are basically in the correct position, no further debugging is required."

Was it the people from Dark Moon Island who later studied the formation and simplified the switch?

Never mind that.

"Let's start teleporting," Karen said.

Mr. Eisen activated the formation, a white light emerged from the ground, and the three people and one corpse disappeared from the spot.

When he opened his eyes again, Karen came to the stone tablet.

"Richard, put the body down."

"Oh, okay." Richard carefully placed Bernard on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Karen said, "Recite again."

"Oh, okay." Richard picked up Bernard again.

"Put it down roughly."

Richard: "..."

"Plop!"

Richard threw Bernard's body directly on the ground, face down.

Karen set his eyes on the corpse pit in front of him. He planned to select some spectators. The focus was on Ms. Jenny, who was a good friend of Pu'er. Karen will wake her up later and let her come to watch the ceremony together .

But when Karen glanced over the corpses in front of him, his face showed consternation and doubts, and he asked Mr. Eisen who was standing beside him:

"Mr. Memphis, can you feel the spiritual power in them?"

"It should be because the corpse has been stored for too long~lightnovelpub.net~ The spiritual power in the body has long since dissipated."

"No, when I came here a few days ago, they had spiritual power on them."

This point, Karen can be sure, this is one of his professional habits, almost all the priests of the Cult of Kosmos have this professional habit, but Karen himself will be more profound.

"Then... someone purified them? However, I couldn't feel the residual purification breath. It took only a few days to purify so many corpses, so it's impossible to be so clean."

Karen suddenly said, "I see."

Immediately, Karen patted his forehead with the palm of his hand in disbelief, shouldn't it be the captain's schizophrenia?

But the facts before us are:

"They are really going to start a new voyage."

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