"We should measure the rationality of our actions from an objective point of view, rather than simply using legality as the only criterion for judging our actions......

"The law of order is not a worldly truth, it is nothing but a normative system of the will of the ruling class, an instrument of the ruling ...... of the Federation"

"We should not blindly succumb to the existing order and rules, but should think independently and pursue higher ideas and goals......

"Reflecting on one's past is to forge one's own future, and if you can wake up and correct your direction in time, then there is still a chance to make amends for the mistakes you have made in the past......

In the face of Rare's passionate speech, a glimmer of white flashed in everyone's eyes, and the look of panic was still there, even more terrifying.

This is the look of a madman watching onlookers.

A failed speech.

Rare is not surprised that deep-seated ideas cannot be dissipated in a few words.

The internal procedures that have been ingrained and solidified for decades by the fourth-class citizens are far more complex and vivid than those of the fifth-class citizens.

Their "self-awareness" and "independent thinking" make those implanted three views no longer dead things like established procedures, but plants that grow tenaciously in the brain.

Even if the weeds above are forcibly cut down, as long as the roots are still there, those deep-seated ideas will not change.

Bang Bang Bang ......

In the silent hall, only Momo was clapping quietly, and she blinked her eyes wide, as if she really thought Riel was speaking well.

"It's ...... What's going on?!"

A cold voice came from the intersection of the passages, and Tigal's eyes shone green, and he was walking towards the hall step by step.

Due to Riel's schemes, he didn't hear from anyone else, and he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.

But after the gray hunters came out one after another, he noticed that Mister had not come out for a long time.

It gave him a hint of foreboding.

He did have some impressions of Mister, because the other party was a brainless [Awakened] who caused a lot of trouble in the information that their family had in their family.

There is definite confidential evidence that she is a genuine Awakened One.

The Awakened, especially those who have just awakened, often do things that are so appalling that they are very different from the values of the Federation of Order.

And the other party is an awakened person who is in the guidance run-in period.

A sensitive area like the gray industry is a high-risk area for conflict among the Awakened, which is why high-class citizens like Tigal Northen appear here.

In order to prevent the awakened people in the run-in period from doing something that violates the spirit of the law of order, there must be an existence like Tigal to stop and guide him in time.

Seeing Tigal coming, the people in the hall shouted with a look of survival in their eyes.

"Mr. Tigal, save us, this guy is a madman! He killed, and he wanted us to break away from the Federation of Order and defy the Law of Order! ”

Hearing this, Tigal's face turned gloomy, and a cold killing intent burst out from his eyes.

But he forcibly suppressed his impulses, and still did not attack.

Looking at the blood-dripping chainsaw sword in Rare's hand and in a pool of blood, a cold color burst into his eyes.

He clearly remembered that the man had entered the stronghold with Mister.

"Where's Mister, where is she?"

Riel glanced at the other man, a twinkle in his eyes.

The other party behaved very calmly, which was somewhat unexpected by him.

It seems that the other party is not an ordinary NPC, but a guy with something.

Riel said without hesitation.

"She is carrying out her own justice, if you still want to save your life from deep error, I urge you to give up resistance, and listen patiently to my enlightenment with them, and you will find that you can have a more meaningful life."

Several wooden branches spread out from his arm and cut into the wooden walls of the hall, and Tigal said coldly, thoughtfully.

"It seems that Mist was bewitched by you, this kind of crazy talk is not something that ordinary thugs can say, you are very crazy, but since you can mix with Mist, it is necessary to investigate your origin and make you sober up first......"

Riel took the chainsaw sword and pointed to the earth-colored people in the hall.

"Don't you care if these people live or die?"

Tigal's face was expressionless, and he wrote lightly.

"They are all conscious citizens of the Order Federation, and they have long been prepared to sacrifice their lives for the Order Federation, order is above all else, and it is the value and meaning of their lives to be able to sacrifice for the Order Federation!"

Before the words fell, before everyone in the hall could respond, the wooden walls and floors of the entire hall surged up like a living dragon.

Countless wood fibers creaked, twisted and condensed into sharp cones, like poisonous snakes pounced, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, frantically attacking Rare.

[Wooden Dragon Cone], Tigal's famous stunt.

With superb implant manipulation techniques, he twists the wood fibers into taper spikes that balance toughness and density, piercing through all enemies.

With this skill, he once fought against ten ranks alone, and broke all of them under the cone.

With a cold light in his eyes, Riel's mind traced the trajectory of each wooden cone, manipulating his body to flicker and move around the hall with great agility.

But these wooden cones are as unpredictable as living creatures, and they are lightning fast.

Under the terrifying onslaught, Rare had to quickly untie his physical limitations and use his full strength.

For a while, countless wooden dragons in the hall turned over the river and the sea, and the meteors continued to stab at Riel like the moon.

And Riel is like a stuntman in an action movie, always avoiding it dangerously.

In just a few breaths, the hall screamed incessantly.

None of the members of the gathered stronghold were spared, and all of them had terrified expressions on their faces, and died tragically under the indiscriminate attack of the wooden cones.

Their bodies were pierced by the high-speed wooden cones, and their bodies were then thrown away like garbage in the constant high-speed changes of direction of the wooden cones.

From beginning to end, there was no mercy in Tigal's eyes, and these inferior citizens were merely living assets in his eyes, no different from the crops in the field.

The dead batch will soon be filled with new ones, which is not worth mentioning.

Although he didn't exert his full strength, the other party was able to hold on for a few breaths under his wooden dragon cone, which surprised Tigal very much.

With the strength of his life sense, a guy of Riel's level should be easily penetrated through his limbs by himself, and then he can't move to explain everything.

[It's kind of interesting, it seems that this guy doesn't just talk crazy things, he can easily trick an orderly like Mistre who is recognized by the Law of Order to do things for him, is he also an [Awakened]?]

From the information obtained within the Northon family, Tigal knew that the Awakened would be attracted to each other.

They seem to have the ability to recognize each other and can easily move in groups.

[Sure enough, you still can't kill him directly, you have to find out his details......]

As a last resort, not to kill the existence of the Awakened and the suspected Awakened is the internal precept of the core members of the major families.

Although Tigal did not know the internal reason, he only knew that the precepts within the family were as important as the law of order.

In order to control Riel as soon as possible, he began to devote himself to the manipulation of the implant, and his eyes gradually became foggy.

Scold!

The wooden cone on Rare's side spun sharply and stabbed into Rare's ribs, and the sudden change made Rare unable to dodge for a while.

Rise!

The roaring sword let out a high-pitched roar, and Riel listened to the direction of the breaking sound, and without looking at it, he directly sent out the sword, smashing the wooden cone with a saw.

The originally dull serrations on the Mechanical Nian Sword have been polished day and night by craftsmen in the Wanderer's Camp, and the initial damage has changed from 11.0 blunt weapon damage to 15.0 sharp weapon damage.

Combined with the mental power input from Rare, the speed is extremely fast, and it is very powerful for cutting wood.

There was a violent vibration of chainsaw cutting from his arm, sawdust splashing, and Riel's mouth cracking, and a little scarlet color smearing in his palm.

These wooden cones are made of countless wooden fibers, denser than steel, and even if they are shaken with a polished sword, they will put Rare's body under immense stress.

When Riel urged the sword to smash the wooden cone, it was like a glimpse of a flood beast, and Tigal's eyes burst with horror.

"This ...... This is a forbidden weapon!! You're a remnant of the machines!! ”

Hearing the other party's hysterical shouts, Riel's eyes moved slightly thoughtfully.

[Forbidden Machine, Remnant of the Machine...... It seems that highly sophisticated automated machinery is a taboo item in the Federation of Order, and there is indeed an article in it......]

"Disappear, die!"

At this time, Tigal was too emotional, and he had begun to speak incoherently.

The forbidden weapon is absolutely forbidden in the Federation of Order, and all the mechanical remnants who use the forbidden weapon must be annihilated!

Emotionally overwhelmed, he couldn't care about the family precepts for a while, and just wanted to wipe out Riel.

The wooden cones that had been shattered by Riel twisted abruptly under his manipulation, and the shattered wood fibers quickly condensed again, turning into a solidified wooden cone to join the siege.

Several wooden cones began to go berserk and besiege Rare like a coiling serpent, trapping him in one place, sealing off all retreats and not giving him the slightest chance to get close to Tigar's body.

In the face of criss-crossing attacks, Riel with a sword in his hand could not see through the flaws for a while, so he had to slash the attacking wooden cone like Hercules facing the Hydra.

There is no doubt that of all the opponents who have fought before, Tigal, who has mastered the geographical position, is the most tricky existence.

The other party's attainments in the profession of plant energy manipulator are still above Bastede.

The sound of a chainsaw slicing reverberates through the hall, and Rare is momentarily in a predicament.

"Ruier-kun, I've solved it on my side, have you done it here?"

Just then, Mister trotted all the way to the hall, and the smiling face on the metal bat was stained with blood, and the smile was extremely hideous.

Seeing Riel in distress in the hall, Mister had a fierce look in his eyes.

"Ruier-kun, I'm here to save you!"

Scold!

Before Mistre could enter the hall, the wooden walls and floors in the passage where she was immediately moved like living creatures.

Thick, sturdy wooden bars crisscrossed and sealed in layers, instantly trapping Mist in a cage made of wood.

"Tsk, trouble ......"

Originally, his aggressive offense had stretched Rare's defenses to the limit, but Mister's sudden entry instantly disrupted his offensive rhythm, giving Rare a chance to catch his breath.

Tigal had to free up part of his consciousness to manipulate the implant to restrain Mister, but he was still at ease and scolded Mister without panic.

"Mist Baide, as a third-class citizen of the Order Federation and a member of the Pioneer Association, you dare to collude with the mechanical remnants, kill the legitimate citizens of the Federation, disrupt the order of the Federation, and blatantly violate the law of order, are you worthy of the cultivation and education of the Order Federation?"

Mistre slumped in and unleashed a powerful blow that slammed into the wooden cage.

The high-speed spinning bat roared out, and in a scalp-numbing creak, the steel-tough fence burst in an instant, and the ballast shot in all directions.

"Don't be verbose, Rare is my companion, you people are evil! Today is your time of death! ”

Tigar's eyes became complicated when he looked at Rare, and he was seventy percent sure that the other party was also the [Awakened].

[Both the mechanical remnants and the awakened, let the family decide first...... It's a hassle to have to educate this guy Mister. ]

Tigal's eyes glowed cold, and a serious admonition sounded from his mouth.

"Shut up! Your hands are stained with the blood of the legitimate citizens of the Federation of Order! They are all people who abide by the law of order and strive to dedicate their own values, they all have their own families and relatives, they are all living beings, what you do is a criminal act, are you still obsessed!"

There was an incomparably majestic momentum in these words, and an unstoppable spiritual power invaded Mister's mind.

The solemn sound of judgment echoed in Mister's ears, as if thousands of people stood around counting her sins.

Suddenly, Mister's mind was churning with countless fragments of images, which flickered like old movies, forming some chaotic imagery.

Obey the order, the law of order protects the interests of citizens, order is above all else, for the better future of the Federation, legal is reasonable, defending the law of order is justice, violating the law of order is evil......

These chaotic ideas became clearer and clearer in Mister's mind, and they continued to wash and infiltrate her fragile three views like a tide.

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Federal Secret Archives-013-50412

Name: Mist Byder

Type: Confirmed Awakened

Risk Assessment: Yellow

Strategy: Bootstrap and assimilate

Notes: There is evidence that this individual was resurrected four days later at his home in Nayn District after being killed by a Rubber Man in the Wild, and was confirmed to be an Awakened by the fact that he had suddenly acquired an astonishing talent for combat at the age of sixteen.