Restarting the myth

On the other side, in the basement of the library. ░▒▓█►─═  ═─◄█▓▒░

Quinton was entangled by vines on a wooden stake. To prevent him from resisting, Darcy planted a mushroom on his head.

The mushroom will continuously drain the prisoner's physical strength. It is a simple and efficient sealing method. It is not very clever, but it is definitely practical.

Wayne sat in a corner of the basement, took out a white handkerchief from his jacket pocket, and covered his mouth and nose.

He thought this action was very sissy, but the housekeeper Fla strongly requested that asking was elegant. Under Fla's insistence, he developed a habit from doing it.

Darcy fed Quinton a mouthful of hallucinogenic mushrooms, because the latter was not a human being, he specially increased the dosage.

One question, one answer, Quinton confessed everything in a daze.

Quinton is a biologist in the natural science classification of Jianhe University. He is not a magician trained in the system. His combat awareness is rough and he can only control insects to launch insect sea tactics.

Everything he learned, including the alchemy book and the evil god statue, came from a mysterious man.

According to Quinton, the mysterious man was dressed in a suit and had a standard social elite look. His appearance was not outstanding and was very vague. He could no longer remember it.

The clues stopped abruptly.

"He is just a puppet, being used by someone."

Darcy sorted out the information at hand and frowned: "The belief in the evil god has nothing to do with our natural church. The headache is the Father Church."

That's right, but I fought all night, traveled long distances, and rushed to rescue people. It's not that easy for the opponent to take people away without any expression!

"Nonsense!"

Wayne glared at Darcy: "It is because there are too many people like you who don't care about anything that has provided a breeding ground for chaos. Our beliefs may be different, but what we are guarding is the same. Don't have this idea in the future."

Darcy nodded, and whatever the leader said was what it was.

"My teacher often taught me that if you can't tell who is righteous and who is evil, then protect the good. I have always believed this." Wayne said with a straight face.

"Who is the teacher of the pastor?"

Darcy was very curious about which powerful predecessor could cultivate a powerful and righteous magician like Wayne.

"She works at the headquarters of Lendan and is the high priest."

"..."

Darcy was silent. The leader was wronged. If his teacher was the high priest, he would never be satisfied with an ordinary first-level pastor.

This is not gilding, it is clearly avoiding suspicion!

Darcy corrected his attitude again, and Wayne nodded with satisfaction: "Work overtime tonight and rush out the report. Contact the headquarters of Lendan tomorrow morning and send the report as soon as possible."

Wayne admired Darcy's hairline very much. At first glance, he was a pure-blooded Windsor. I think he is also a good hand at staying up late to rush the report.

"Master Pastor, I have contacted the headquarters of Lundan."

"Oh, what did they say?"

"The headquarters is waiting for a reply from the Holy See of the Heavenly Father. If nothing unexpected happens, the prisoner and the evil god statue will be handed over tomorrow."

In other words, the headquarters is still pulling. It can be given, but not for free.

Wayne nodded. The statue of the evil god revealed a strangeness and was a hot potato. He didn't care, but it was hard to say about the other magicians in the base. Everyone could sleep well if they sent it out early.

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The next morning, the literary girl Otilia came uninvited and read books in a corner of the library.

It can be seen that she really likes reading books, and immersing herself in the ocean of knowledge is happier than anything else.

Otilia is not the most beautiful Wayne has ever seen, but she is undoubtedly the purest, like a lily that has not been polluted by the world. People can't help but want to hold it in their mouths to prevent the delicate flower from being blown by the wind and rain.

Because of her outstanding appearance and temperament, a boy would stop and chat with her from time to time. Wayne shook his head and asked someone to bring Otilia into the office and allocate funds to buy a desk so that she would not read outside anymore.

Wayne's idea was very simple. Even if he didn't get such good cabbage, it must rot in the vegetable garden.

Otilia cast a grateful look at Wayne and sat alone in a corner, forming a world of her own.

After yesterday's surprise inspection, no civil servant dared to be late anymore, and the latest one arrived at the office ten minutes early.

At nine o'clock, Bishop Keith came to the library and invited Wayne to visit the university town.

Wayne readily agreed. The university town was one of his goals in coming to Jianhe County. Recently, he had a stronger smell of money, and wanted to try to be influenced by the literary atmosphere to see if it could be improved.

By the way, he changed Veronica's appetite and wrote some more literary diaries.

He thought of the bridge on the Jianhe River, Cambridge, also known as Cambridge Bridge.

"Is this the first time for Reverend Wayne to come to Jianhe County?"

"Yes, I admire literature very much and have submitted an application to the headquarters. Jianhe County is my first choice for the post." Wayne made up his mind and never missed any opportunity to establish his personality.

It's all awkward chat anyway, so why not say more good things about yourself.

As expected, Keith highly praised Wayne's pursuit of literature. The bishop was also a smart person. He did not continue to talk about literature and expressed his willingness to act as a tour guide to introduce Jianhe University City to Wayne.

Jianhe University is the second oldest university in Windsor, with a long history and dozens of colleges scattered in Jianhe City.

These dozens of colleges are highly autonomous, have independent enrollment indicators, and compete with each other. They are collectively called Jianhe University.

The president of Jianhe University is only symbolic. He only appears at major celebrations, such as attending graduation ceremonies and issuing degree certificates, and rarely intervenes in university affairs.

Therefore, there are as many deans as there are colleges, and they are responsible for the governance and administrative work of the college. They are the real ones with real power.

For example, Bishop Keith, who is the honorary dean of the seminary.

"With your devout faith and accomplishments, the bishop is actually just an honorary dean?" Wayne was surprised.

Keith shook his head, not sure whether Wayne really didn't know or was pretending to be stupid, and continued following the topic: "The Holy See and the royal family have signed an agreement, which allows the seminary to be retained, but cannot teach the divine arts. Dean Julian said His theological attainments are more suitable than mine.”

Wayne nodded, as expected of a veteran royal family with powerful methods.

The two of them walked back and forth, and Keith, as if on purpose, brought Wayne to the door of the seminary, and by chance, he bumped into Dean Julian head-on.

Julian is a tall, slim man with a well-fitting suit. He is a theological researcher, not a magician.

When I saw Keith, I immediately grabbed the other person's wrist, as if seeing a savior: "Keith, you are finally here. What I told you last time..."

Halfway through his words, Julian looked at Wayne: "Who is this gentleman?"

"This is Mr. Wayne, not an outsider. He is a very close friend of mine. It doesn't matter if you continue."

"..."

Seeing the two singing harmoniously, Wayne shrugged and stood aside to listen.

Some time ago, strange graffiti appeared in the university town, scattered in every corner. The graffiti was chaotic and purposeless, and did not attract attention at first. It was not until graffiti appeared inside the seminary that it attracted Julian's attention.

When studying theology, it is inevitable to pay attention to the enemies of the Father. Julian keenly noticed that graffiti was related to the evil gods of hell, and immediately got in touch with Keith.

Not long after the strange fog appeared, Keith paid close attention to it, and the investigation went nowhere, leading to the unexpected encounter between the two today.

Wayne nodded secretly, confirming that Keith had already grasped the whereabouts of the Thousand-Eyed Demon, and inviting Darcy to South Jianhe County to investigate was not just a whim.

The old guy is wilted and bad. If Darcy can't do it, he will give it up and ask me to be his new cannon fodder!

Wayne figured out the cause and effect, found an excuse, and planned to leave.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, it's that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how suppressed the Heavenly Father's Church is by the royal family, its own physical strength is there.

The 'gods' in God's Choice Continent have nothing to do with the goddesses. They refer to the Heavenly Father and the Creator. He is the only god.

"The Thousand-Eyed Demon is one of the seventy-two demon kings of hell..."

Keith began to talk about the belief in the evil god of hell. Wayne did not rush to speak and listened quietly. After a while, he asked: "Bishop Keith, I have seen believers in blood in Lundan. This evil god of blood is in hell." What’s the status?”

"The Blood Monarch, also known as the Blood Tyrant, is one of the seventy-two demon kings..."

"The demon kings may be strong or weak, and each has its own territory. They attack each other, and there are constant wars between them."

"The Blood Tyrant can only be considered a mid-range among demon kings, but his father is very scary!"

Keith solemnly said: "His father is one of the seven deadly sins corresponding to the seven archangels, one of the seven demon kings at the top of hell, the demon king of wealth and greed, we generally call him the Lord of Greed."

Wayne: (一`一;)

Lord of what?

Wayne subconsciously glanced at the Book of Greed in his body. Is there a possibility that his golden finger is related to the demon god in charge of greed and desire?

The Book of Greed rolled his big eyes and expressed his dissatisfaction with Wayne's guess. What kind of class dares to use the same title as the two of us? Go to hell and swallow him.

It is impossible to go to hell, and Wayne cannot go to hell in this life.

He would rather get under the goddess's bed!

Wayne's interest was aroused and he asked Bishop Keith to elaborate on the Seven Demon Kings, especially the Lord of Greed.

"Pride, jealousy, rage, sloth, greed, gluttony, lust, the seven devils of hell, the beginning of all original sin." Julian took over the topic. His attainments in theology far exceeded Bishop Keith, and he mentioned the evil god of hell. Faith, he is more professional.

"The Lord of Greed lives in the golden kingdom of hell, tempting people to fall with money and power. His magic is pervasive. As long as money and power still exist in the world, he can never be eliminated."

"The symbols of the Lord of Greed are the crow and the fox..."

Julian taught Wayne each piece of science, from greed to arrogance, from rage to laziness, from jealousy to gluttony, each one in great detail.

Wayne: "..."

So, as for lust, why don’t you mention this?

Wayne didn't mean anything else, it didn't matter to him, the key was that his friend wanted to hear it.

In addition, if the seven demon kings exist in the concept of law, he combined with reality and guessed that lust is the most powerful existence among the seven demon kings.

"Lastly, lust."

Julian swallowed, his throat was dry because he had been covering science for too long, but looking at Wayne's eyes full of curiosity, the dean felt that he needed to continue talking.

"Ahem!"

Bishop Keith clenched his fist and coughed lightly. To put it more importantly, the deviation was too serious.

Julian patted his head and returned to the original topic, explaining the Thousand-Eyed Demon to Wayne in detail.

"The Thousand Eyes Demon is half human and half insect, with thousands of legs and thousands of eyes. According to the book, the cultists who believe in the Thousand Eyes Demon can extract the souls and thoughts of others and use their power for themselves..."

Want to hear lust!

Wayne glared at Keith and waited for a long time. When he was about to talk about the most terrible and evil of the seven demon kings, he interrupted and went back to the Thousand Eyes Demon.

Let's talk about facts and reason. What's so terrible about a thousand legs? What's really terrible is two legs. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many heroes and heroes have fallen at this level, both black and white.

Having said that, Wayne couldn't help but be interested in the Thousand Eyes Demon. It looks so cool to extract the souls and thoughts of others and use them for yourself.

Curious, can you extract the four elements from others?

Wayne remembered that Planck said that in the Silver Cross stage, magicians still need to obtain the four elements through meditation to strengthen their own life essence.

When he was in the hexagram stage, the amount of four elements he consumed was very exaggerated. In the silver cross stage, it must be more or less. The scene is scary to think about.

If the followers of the Thousand Eyes Demon can extract the four elements from others, the good god Wayne would not mind paying homage to them.

"The symbols of the Thousand Eyes Demon are centipedes, millipedes, and centipedes, which lurk in dark and humid areas. His followers also have the characteristics of these insects, hiding in the dark and never exposed to the light..."

Julian was halfway through his words, and Bishop Keith took over the topic: "The insect plague incident this time is the same. If I am not mistaken, the black magician last night was not the mastermind, he was just a chess piece being used."

Keith has also captured several similar chess pieces, but the movement was not as big as Quinton.

The mysterious existence is hidden in Jianhe County and can be regarded as Keith's old opponent, but the other party knows him very well, and he doesn't even know what the other party looks like or which evil god he believes in.

It was not until the statue of the Thousand Eyes Demon was dug out that Keith basically confirmed the other party's beliefs. He looked at Wayne with burning eyes and solemnly invited him.

"The power of the Heavenly Father Church in Windsor is very weak. I hope to get help from the Natural Church. Reverend Wayne, maybe our beliefs are different, but what we are guarding is the same. You are a powerful silver wizard, and I hope to get your help." Bishop Keith became more and more excited.

Wayne: (_)

Sounds familiar. He just told Darcy last night that he suspected that the other party had installed cameras in the basement of the library.

"I can help you, but I will not participate in the investigation. I am only responsible for arresting people. All actions have nothing to do with my identity as a pastor of the Natural Church." Wayne drew a clear line first.

Keith was overjoyed.

"Also, since we are participating in the operation as mercenaries, let's not talk about the great principles of justice."

Wayne stretched out his hand and naturally spread it in front of Bishop Keith: "Be realistic, what price do you offer?"

Let's be frank. He is thinking about the little tricks to attract people and is very interested in the believers of the Thousand Eyes Demon, but this is not enough. A direct promise will make him look naive and easy to deceive.

In business, fame and profit must be taken at the same time. It's not bad to ask for money.

"..."x2

Looking at Wayne's white and clean big hands, Julian and Keith were silent at the same time, especially the latter. He couldn't understand why the higher-ups wanted him to take the initiative to be slaughtered?

And any request can be met. Could it be that if Wayne wants the treasure of the cathedral, the Holy Shroud, he will also give it to the other party?

That doesn't make sense. They have different beliefs.

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