Restarting the myth

"What are you two doing?"

At No. 3 Stronghold, the Thousand-Eyed Demon angrily scolded Wayne and Jerryv.

He didn't pay attention, and the two younger brothers who had high hopes gathered to fight, and they almost broke into a fight.

I raised you to bite others, not to kill each other!

Loyalty ≠ unity.

As a devil, how can the Thousand-Eyed Demon not understand this truth? Hell is very complicated, and the road in the world is even slippery. This truth can be applied anywhere.

He didn't mediate between two hungry dogs and let both parties shake hands and make peace. It didn't matter about balance, and he didn't bother to expend such effort.

No need, not worth it.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon has only one request. No one can be presumptuous until the plan is successfully completed. After the plan is completed, the two dogs can bite as much as they want.

It doesn't matter if he bites him to death, he promises not to stop him, but will also applaud him.

The devil's ruthlessness is clearly demonstrated at this moment.

Wayne lowered his eyebrows and stood obediently, while Jerryf was equally breathless. It wasn't until the Thousand-Eyed Demon left that the two of them looked at each other.

Jerryv: This is not over yet!

Wayne: So what if it’s not over, it’s still too late to apologize, don’t force me to make you kneel down and beg me.

Jerryf opened the portal and left. Wayne glanced at the alchemy array. The red lips of hell ate and drank a lot, and he was sleeping soundly and snoring.

Refined from flesh and blood, the corpse demon begins to take shape.

"It's so evil!"

Wayne opened the portal and left. After working all night, he hurried home to take off his makeup and send Chrissy to school.

The same is true of Mr. Wayne. Some people interact with celebrities during the day and fans at night. They only sleep for one hour a day and are still full of energy.

He couldn't, he fell asleep in the car, squinting his eyes and fell on Chris's shoulder.

The black limousine stopped at the gate of the school. The housekeeper, Fra, glanced at the rearview mirror without saying a word. Chris wanted to wake up the dead pig on her shoulder, but she didn't have the nerve to open her mouth.

Forget it, let him sleep for five more minutes.

Two hours later, Wayne opened his eyes and patted his forehead: "Sorry, Chris, I've been too busy in the past few days and haven't had much rest."

After saying that, he blamed: "Fula, why didn't you call me? It took so long, and Chris is already late."

Well done, keep going next time!

"Wayne, do you have to go out every night?" Chris asked doubtfully.

"Well, someone was following you some time ago. I'm worried. I've been investigating the matter." Wayne replied casually.

Chris's heart felt warm. In the past few days, Wayne had been following the car to and from school. He had to rush around for her at night, so he couldn't sleep well.

"Thanks……"

"You're welcome. I don't have many friends. It's all what you should do."

"Thank you anyway. Remember to rest on time at night and don't exhaust yourself. I have entrusted the church to help investigate those stalkers." Chris smiled softly, straightened the wrinkled clothes on her shoulders, opened the car door and left. go.

"Come on, Fra, I'm going back to catch up on some sleep."

"clear."

Fura turned a blind eye to the whole process and did not express any opinions on the master's behavior. He did not bother. The master only liked women from the beginning to the end. In the upper class society, this is a rare and noble quality.

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It's night.

Windsor Library.

The Windsor Library is the largest library in London and one of the largest academic libraries in the God's Choice Continent. It has a storage capacity of over 100 million and is a vast ocean of knowledge.

Wayne, with his head covered and dressed in black, followed the marks on the map to sneak in and reached the roof of the special collections library.

Someone is waiting for him, with glasses and red lips, a black silk skirt and high heels, and big brown waves. Who else could it be if it wasn't Mona.

"Why are you here?"

Wayne was dissatisfied. He smelled the smell when he went upstairs. The fabric on the nun's body was getting less and less, the perfume became more and more lustful, and she had been buying new clothes and cosmetics in recent days.

Can this money go to the Holy See's public account?

"Master, let me carve the magic circle for you. I can do this rough work."

You've done all the work, so what do I do?

Wayne rolled his eyes, suspecting that this was an arrangement by the Holy See. He was trying to save others by himself. If he had encountered an undercover agent who was free and wanted no money, he would definitely have held him down until he died.

Mona took the initiative to take the black backpack from Wayne, took out the blood bag containing bat blood, and squatted on the ground to draw.

The butt shape is indeed not bad, no wonder those impatient people looked straight at her.

Wayne glanced at you and said, "I said, last night was the last time we met, and the master didn't listen to anything he said. It's hard for me to believe in your loyalty."

"Master, I have brought the latest information from the church."

"explain."

"I assumed that the inverted pentagram can be established, and the higher-ups in the Holy See believe that it opens the door to hell..."

Mona started describing it while sketching the magic circle.

There is nothing to say about the inverted pentagram. The reversed pentagram is related to the belief in hell. The five kinds of blood required by the Thousand-Eyed Demon are bat blood, snake blood, ox blood, crow blood and goat blood.

According to the beliefs of hell, the five kinds of blood correspond to the seven demons: arrogance, jealousy, laziness, greed and lust.

"It is not difficult to collect these five kinds of blood. Ordinary people can do it. If the door to hell was so easy to open, demons would have been everywhere."

Wayne's heart tightened and he said disdainfully: "The higher-ups of the Holy See are nothing more than that. I will tell the master that this group of trash is not worth mentioning at all."

"Master, you are right, but if the person presiding over the formation is a devil who has successfully descended, everything will be different."

Mona stood up, took out a map from the warehouse on her chest, and showed it to Wayne: "Master, you see, when the devil stands in the center of the inverted pentagram, he can sense the existence of hell. At the same time, the devil The body in hell responds, and when two identical thoughts come into contact, there will be a brief gap in the seal of hell."

Wayne looked towards the warehouse, no, towards the map. The stickman style was illustrated with pictures and texts, and the explanations were very detailed.

Wayne didn't know that his dismissal of Mona was regarded as dissatisfaction by Archbishop Gunther. In order to stabilize this "one of his own" and squeeze out more residual value, Gunther began to send information through Mona.

"This will open the door to hell, and the devil's true form will come to the world?"

Wayne muttered, what seal is so ineffective, is it intentional?

"You can only open the door, the devil's body cannot come." Mona said with a serious face.

Then you talk about a chicken!

Wayne rolled his eyes: "My master couldn't come in person before opening the door, and he still can't after opening the door. Wasn't the door opened in vain?"

"Although the devil's body cannot descend, he can descend part of his territory in hell to the human world."

"..."

It turns out that the divided ancient city in ruins is the territory of the Thousand-Eyed Demon in hell.

"According to the higher-ups of the Holy See, this is only the first step of the devil's plan. The devil will pollute the world through the territory of hell to ensure that his beliefs are spread. The process of spread is irreversible. Even the golden mage will be affected by the long stay. Being in the devil's territory led to confusion in his thinking, and he eventually became a slave of the devil." Mona looked solemn.

"As Hell's faith grows stronger, the devil's power will grow accordingly. Coupled with the new body he obtains, his thinking will rise infinitely, approaching his heyday in Hell..."

"At that time, the devil will hold the dual territories of hell and human world at the same time. Thanks to mutual achievements, their strength will be unprecedentedly strong, and they will be able to challenge the higher-ranking devil..."

"Similarly, with the power fed back from hell to the human world, the devil started from Lundan and conquered the entire Windsor and even the entire God's Chosen Continent."

Mona told about the possibilities speculated by the top leaders of the Holy See. She was extremely urgent and hoped that 'Bruce' would work harder, be brave and fearless and not afraid of sacrifice, and provide more intelligence.

After saying that, he looked at 'Bruce' with admiration. The mysterious undercover senior's sacrifice was far beyond imagination. Thinking about his previous misunderstanding of the other party, his face turned red with shame.

You blush like a bubble teapot!

Also, don’t make up your mind, social trash doesn’t have that high level of awareness.

Wayne knew exactly what the Holy See was planning, and his response was very simple.

Can't do it!

He had done the best he could, and there was no way he could continue to sacrifice.

When the devil deceives people to die, they always know how to give them something sweet first. The Holy See prides itself on being a positive person, but it has nothing to do with it. It speaks of moral hypocrisy and doesn't even bother to spread the pie.

You know that you don’t do things like this!

Wayne initially came into contact with the Holy See, and his favorable impression was average. With the support of his peers, the image of the Free Mage Alliance in his mind gradually increased.

"I already understand the situation. The information you brought back from the Holy See is very important. I will work hard in the future, and you will benefit from it." Wayne patted his butt and asked Mona to continue sketching the magic circle. Don't forget to hide it after drawing. .

That night, the two wandered the streets of Lundan and prepared all five marked locations.

Another sleepless night.

At dawn, Wayne tried to take back the mind he had implanted in Mona's body, completely cutting off contact with the Holy See.

The result was not very good. The higher-ups of the Holy See seemed to know that he would do this, so they added another layer of seal to lock what he left in Mona's body.

A good person really deserves to be pointed at a gun!

Wayne was so angry that he was about to turn into a bad guy on the spot. He first pulled off the beauty trap and responded to the Holy See.

There is still a certain moral bottom line, so he slapped Mona hard on the butt, which was regarded as a slap in the face of the Holy See.

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September 21, early morning.

West End Cemetery.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon stood in the thick fog, looking at the dense but lonely forest of steles, and gradually became impatient.

The Death Knight was so arrogant that he had to rely on his younger brother to explain and make an appointment for the meeting, which really disgusted him as an ally.

"Thousand-Eyed Demon, you're here early."

You are obviously late!

The Thousand-Eyed Demon snorted coldly, and turned to look at the Death Knight who was coming on an undead war horse: "Knight, the plan has changed. In the past two days, the Heavenly Father Church has been arresting Hell believers for torture. They should know something. I decided to plan in advance. It’s scheduled for tomorrow night.”

So suddenly, is this your plan?

Black mist rose from Wayne's skull face, and he said dissatisfiedly: "We made an appointment for a month, and you moved it forward as soon as you said you would. Do you take me as an ally seriously?"

Speaking of this, he sneered: "If you hadn't made such big moves in the past few days, which aroused the suspicion of Heavenly Father and the Holy See, they wouldn't have arrested people in a big way."

"Now is not the time to shirk responsibility. Tomorrow night I will launch a general attack on St. Paul's Cathedral. Please pay attention to the Life Alliance and don't let them cause trouble."

The Thousand-Eyed Demon said: "After this is accomplished, we will join forces to eliminate the Life Alliance. All the believers of the three goddesses will be left at your disposal. You can open a second underground tomb in Lundan. The belief in death will inevitably usher in an explosive growth. ”

If it were the previous Death Knight, Thousand-Eyed Demon's pie would be big and round, and he would most likely not refuse it.

Wayne was not moved at all. After a moment's silence, he said, "Okay, but I still have to retain half of the command of the magic life army, and you will play the bad guy when the Life Alliance is destroyed."

When have I ever played a good guy?

The Thousand Eyes Demon almost laughed out loud, and reacted after a moment, and asked curiously, "Knight, what is your plan? I will destroy the main force of the Life Alliance, and you will play the good guy to gain their trust?"

"It has nothing to do with you. I have my own arrangements."

Everyone has plans and ideas. The Thousand Eyes Demon instantly felt that the Death Knight was much more pleasing to the eye.

A little clever, but not much. Although he said he didn't trust the devil, his body couldn't resist the temptation.

"Knight, I'm suddenly looking forward to it. What are you going to do to make death replace the faith of the Life Alliance? I hope you won't let me down then."

"Wait and see..."

After all, it's not that time yet! x2

"Hehehe————" x2

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The afternoon of September 21 was extremely hot. The sky was clear without a single cloud, and the sea breeze blowing across the dock was also baked hot by the sun.

Deep underground in the ancient city, No. 3 base.

Red lips opened its mouth and cried out that it was hungry, asking its mother to feed it quickly.

Mona felt sick and didn't want to pay attention to this monster. Seeing Wayne sitting on the sofa waving at her, she hurried over as if she had been pardoned.

Because she was worried about being monitored by the Thousand Eyes Demon, she sat directly on Wayne's lap, rubbing her ears, and called him master in a delicate voice, with a look of unsatisfied desire and impatience.

Wayne: (一`一)

I asked you to come over to pour tea, but who asked you to sit on it? You don't have any eyesight at all. Don't you know that your master doesn't like women?

The housekeeper won't get it wrong!

Also, drink some tea, and don't touch it.

Wayne slapped Mona's hand that was stretched into his collar and said unhappily: "I said, I'll play idle these two days, and solve the problems myself."

He received the information Mona brought back from the Holy See. The Holy See will not wait until the early morning, and will close the net before the Thousand Eyes Demon takes action.

Wayne has never passed on all the information related to the Death Knight vest to the Holy See. The Holy See can predict the plan of the Thousand Eyes Demon for other reasons. At the same time, it also proves from the side that the original plan of the Thousand Eyes Demon was the early morning of September 22, and he did not tell the truth to his ally, the Death Knight, from the beginning.

It is understandable. After all, he is a devil and does not believe in anyone except himself.

Wayne calculated the time. The large army of the Holy See will arrive at any time. At this juncture, there is no need to continue acting. He threw Mona on the sofa next to him.

"Change your clothes. I like the white robe you transformed last time."

Mona nodded, took out the cross pendant from the interlayer, muttered something, and started the pre-transformation shake.

Before and after the transformation, Mona's strength is incomparable. With the blessing of the buff, all attributes are amplified. Except for the long pre-swing, there is a risk of being interrupted by the villain, and there is nothing wrong with the rest.

After changing into the white robes of the Vatican Tactical Team, Mona obviously restrained herself a little, fearing that continuing to sit on the master's lap would taint the sacred uniform on her body.

Wayne waved his hand to pull away a cloud of water vapor, allowing Mona to wash off the heavy makeup on her face. He thought that washing off the smell of misstep would make the uniform more seductive, but he didn't expect that Mona would be holy and the uniform would be more seductive.

Wayne couldn't bear to look. He had been too close to Mona recently, and he always subconsciously felt that there was color on Mona.

"What's wrong, master, is there a problem?"

Seeing Wayne's strange expression, Mona looked at herself and turned around on the spot.

There are big problems with the uniforms designed by your Vatican!

Wayne was about to complain, but suddenly his face straightened and he winked at Mona.

Here it comes!