Restarting the myth

The bullets clanged and shot at Dunn, only breaking his clothes, and bounced off like steel. ,-*' ^ '~*-.,_,.-*~ ~*-.,_,.-*~' ^ '*-,

He roared, his body swelled, his height rose to two meters and five, his muscles supported the suit into a tight suit, one arm raised to his chest, and rushed towards the exit of the mine like a cannonball.

What kind of magic is this? Can it block bullets? Metal shell?

Wayne looked at the tear in the suit, and with the help of the dim mining lamp, he vaguely saw the luster reflected by the white metal.

He didn't have time to be surprised, and slid to block the exit of the mine. With a slight hook of his fingers, several vines shot out from the ground.

The vines wrapped around Dunn's feet like poisonous snakes. Although they were torn apart by the brutal force, the resistance still affected his balance. Dunn leaned forward, and his momentum involuntarily decreased. He stumbled several times and almost fell to the ground.

Wayne raised his fingers together, and a vine snake as thick as his arm emerged, wrapped around one of Dunn's ankles, and swung it around and slammed it to the ground.

The wind whistled in front of Dunn's eyes, and there were several loud bangs. The lights in the mine flickered, the rock walls trembled, and the debris of earth and rocks fell.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wayne had no intention of fighting with it in close combat. Based on the principle of using it to death, he controlled the vines to smash it continuously, leaving a concave human-shaped pit on the ground every time it fell.

The mine was not only filled with compacted land, but also with wooden sleepers and railroad tracks. Dunn roared and blocked his hands in front of him. He could protect the front but not the back, and the back of his head had a close contact with the railroad tracks.

Bang~~

The sound was crisp and pleasant, and the lingering sound was clearly audible.

"Hey, don't kill him, leave him alive to interrogate him for information."

Kerr reminded him that Dunn treated Eclipse Town as a bank and withdrew a large amount of cash through Mayor Wells every month. It was organized and premeditated, and there was obviously a professional gang behind it.

Holy light magic is good at healing, but it cannot bring the dead back to life. According to Wayne's method of smashing, after a set of procedures, the brains were thrown out, and he could not be saved.

The clues were broken, and it would be difficult to follow the clues.

"It's just a serious injury, but it's not that easy to die."

Wayne said this, but his men still left some room. The vines loosened and smashed Dunn against the wall.

Not far away, the fat and greasy fat man, that is, Mayor Wells, was trembling with his teeth and pretending to be calm with a pistol.

"Don't come over, I have a gun."

Wayne didn't even look at it, and waved his hand to roll up the spores and blew them over.

The mayor was very straightforward, and he fell down as soon as Wayne raised his hand.

Sir, although the times have changed, a pistol cannot scare a magician. Remember to use a submachine gun next time.

No, use a heavy machine gun.

Someone said that a heavy machine gun is better than a submachine gun!

Dunn staggered to his feet, dizzy and light-footed, and everything seemed to be spinning.

His skin was thick and his vitality was different from that of an ordinary person. Even for a magician, it was too outrageous.

Wayne narrowed his eyes and caught the white metal light of the tear in his suit again. It was not metal at all, but bone.

Dunn pulled out the bones in his body and covered them on his body surface.

True exoskeleton defense!

Dunn held the wall with one hand and raised the other arm high, staring at Wayne fiercely: "Pagan, return to the arms of death!"

His bones were thick, and his raised arm was much thicker than an ordinary person's thigh. On his arm, there were densely painted black tadpole symbols.

As the magic power was injected, the tadpole symbol moved along the skin of the arm and turned into a black crow with its wings spread.

The goddess of death has three subordinate gods. Because the goddess is high above and does not descend to the mortal world, except for the chosen knights, even the most outstanding disciples find it difficult to listen to her oracle. If you want to contact death, you can only go through the three subordinate gods.

Therefore, these three subordinate gods are also called the three major agents, they are the observer, the judge, and the executor.

The observer, the doom spider Griu, had previously invited Wayne to join the death camp.

The black crow on Dunn's arm symbolizes the judge among the three major agents - the soul-eating crow Seine.

The black crow symbol lit up, the gray death swamp swept down, and the dead and cold withering wind blew, instantly killing the spores floating in the air, and the vines withered and rotted the moment they came into contact.

Dunn roared, and the breath of death wrapped around his body rushed out of the mine.

The bones that had grown and hardened due to magic power drilled out of the skin. The three-meter-tall white hedgehog shone with metallic luster and was bloody. Wayne felt sick.

He thought a lot, but he didn't expect that the black magician who didn't behave like a human was a believer of the goddess of death.

In fact, he was right. He thought that death was peaceful and eternal, but it didn't mean that death was only peaceful and eternal. In most cases, death was synonymous with evil.

It was reasonable for the necromancer to manipulate the mayor to plunder the people's blood and use the stolen money to subsidize the Church of Death.

As a death knight, Wayne felt ashamed and stared at Dunn who rushed towards him.

Return to the arms of death!

Wayne pushed his hands away, and the earth rumbled and shook. Countless vines rose from the ground, hundreds of spikes protruded, and piled up into high walls, rolling over like a chariot.

Boom!

The gray death swamp collided with the vibrant vines, and water and fire could not coexist. The two opposite energies were crushed back and forth, and the killing was inextricable.

Kerr reminded him, "He has summoned the power of the Agent Sene. If you keep wasting your mana, you have no chance of winning. Don't waste your mana. Make some space. We will attack together."

There is no need to talk about chivalry in dealing with evil spirits, let’s go together!

"No, I can handle it by myself."

Green light bloomed in Wayne's eyes, and under Kerr's incredible gaze, he used his huge magic power to block the divine power summoned by Dunn.

Regardless of the quality or quantity of magic power, it far exceeds the limit that a silver mage can achieve, and can also achieve a crushing effect on ordinary gold mages.

If Dunn hadn't been possessed by the agent's divine power, he would have been pushed down by Yi Boliu.

This monster...

Kerr was dumbfounded and seriously suspected that the Holy See sent Mona to approach Wayne in order to poach the Natural Church.

If you can't dig it out, take a hostage back, it won't be a loss!

boom! !

An unknown murmur sounded, low, terrifying, and full of extreme ominousness. The aura of death surged in an instant, and a high wall of decaying vines rushed directly in front of Wayne.

The rich aura of death wrapped tightly around Wayne, and then...

Nothing else, the effect is very average.

From the perspective of Kerr, a bystander, the breath of death could not harm Wayne. The latter was green from head to toe. No matter how hard the breath of death struck, it could not break through the light film.

"Happy death day, heathen!"

Roars mixed with anger and pain came out of the mine and resounded through the night sky.

Dunn's body actually swelled once again. White bone and steel spikes came out one after another. Blood mist bloomed, tearing the skin and muscles. The bloody monster with strong visual impact occupied the entire mine tunnel.

Terrifying air waves surrounded the whole body, and with a heart-rending cry, white bone steel thorns gathered together, growing tightly together in one place, like a huge knight's gun, rushing out of the mine entrance with infinite force.

The air of death gathered, disrupted the airflow, wrapped around the tip of the knight's spear, and turned into a violent hurricane that spiraled forward.

Kerr yelled, and in a hurry, he only had time to cast a spell and erect a solid white wall in front of Wayne.

The wall of holy light was touched by the spiraling breath of death and fell apart in the blink of an eye.

Wayne did not dodge, he stepped down with his feet spread apart, and the fist tucked under his abdomen turned into an afterimage and shot out.

Fight head-on!

The moment he punched, the work clothes on Wayne's arm tore, the punch thrust forward, the air compressed and dented, and there was an explosion like a whip.

The violent force surged forward, hitting the tip of the gray spiral gun.

The two collided, and the explosive force caused Wayne's feet to sink, and the ground sunken and cracked with crackling cracks.

The fist touched the aura of death, and the spiral momentum stopped abruptly. It disappeared in an instant, and then the remaining force not only hit the Bone Knight's gun, but the terrifying force was enough to create a deep fist mark even with steel.

boom!

The ground shook, and Kerr's eardrums boomed, as if he was temporarily deaf. He could not hear anything, but the noise made his head buzz.

The sound shook him back repeatedly, and strong winds poured into the mine, shaking off a large amount of gravel and soil.

The momentum of the knight's gun stalled, and large cracks appeared on its surface. As the violent wind rolled across the border, the cracks spread from the tip of the gun. Pieces of white bones fell off, and the bone knight's gun shattered and splashed in all directions.

With his bones broken, his divine power exhausted, and covered in blood and bones, Dunn stood there stupidly, muttering "It's impossible."

Death collapsed in the face of nature, which shocked his faith and made him unable to accept it for a while.

It doesn't matter if it's just his death magic. If you can't defeat it, you can't defeat it, but this is the divine power of the agent...

"Just practice more and more, there are so many things that are impossible!"

With an expressionless expression, Wayne retracted his fist and rubbed it repeatedly behind his back. If he pushed it too hard, the breath of death might not hurt him, and he might even feel as happy as going home, but his bones were really hard.

Kerr recovered from the shock and looked behind Wayne: "Oh, you rubbed it, it hurts, you hurt."

Where did this nonsense come from!

Wayne was too lazy to pay attention to him, and waved his hand to roll up the vines and wrap them around Dunn. The latter was covered in blood and could no longer fight. He looked at the rolling green vines with an evil smile on his lips.

His face was covered in blood, and his smile was particularly ferocious.

boom!

The flesh and blood exploded, and the minced flesh mixed with the aura of death was smeared everywhere. In the rich death, the malice called the curse lingered.

Pieces of white bones emerged from the flesh and blood, and under the guidance of the aura of death, they gathered into a three-meter-tall white bone giant.

The white skeleton peels off flesh and blood, and is filled with an ominous aura. It holds a white bone sword in one hand and a white bone shield in the other. Two dots of white light are beating on the skull, and a gray mist of death is wrapped behind it. It looks like it is brave and good at fighting.

"It's the curse of death. He cursed himself to be tireless, painless, and never fall down."

Kerr frowned and said: "It's better for me to do it. This is more difficult. My holy light can effectively suppress it..."

As he spoke, Wayne had already walked up to the skeleton infantry and punched out, dispelling the breath of death. The bones were scattered all over the place. The white skull fell to the ground and rolled several times. The light spots in the eye sockets struggled and jumped for a few times before going out. .

"What are you talking about? What can the Holy Light suppress?" Wayne turned around and asked.

Kerr: (_)

I was careless and misread the magic formula. It was not a stalking curse to scare people.

Damn the death believers, they still have to deal with him before they die.

Wayne put his fist on his lower back and rubbed it repeatedly, and said, "Kerr, don't stand there in a daze. Come and see, can this guy be saved?"

"Can."

Kerr snorted twice: "As long as I am one of the seven angels in charge of the golden rule, as long as his soul returns to heaven, he can be saved if these two conditions are met."

So that's it, I learned a useless new posture.

Kerr dragged Mayor Wells out of the mine, woke him up with a left hook, and before the other party could speak, he slapped him several times in a row.

"I didn't expect you to hate evil so much." Wayne was surprised. He thought he was the only one like this.

"Who made him marry such a beautiful wife!"

"..."

Wayne was speechless and politely exited the dialogue sequence. He picked up the mayor's pistol and put it on his waist, looking into the depths of the mine.

As I said, it is impossible to go in. If the mine collapses, who will enforce justice in the future?

"Mona, come out quickly if you hear it."

Wayne shouted, pricked up his ears and waited for a response. The complexity of the mine was far beyond imagination, and it was definitely not as simple as a straight road.

Wayne pressed one hand on the ground, and a vine emerged from his feet. As he injected magic power, a small white flower as pure as him bloomed at the tip of the vine.

Vision sharing, perception expansion.

The vine wandered along the ground, deep into the mine with complex terrain. When it encountered a fork along the way, the vine grew new branches, and a white flower grew on top of each branch.

The rustling crawling sound spread throughout the mine, looking for Mona's hiding place.

Kerr shuddered when he heard it, and whispered: "I wanted to say it a long time ago, the magic of the Church of Nature is too weird."

Ten minutes later, Wayne saw a familiar butt in an almost collapsed tunnel with the help of sensory vision.

No, it was a familiar figure.

The plump back, like a peach, using the adjective of nature believers, Wayne would like to call it a succulent plant, with plenty of water.

Mona was wearing the uniform of the tactical team, lying limply on the mound. Her white robe was spotless, her black silk stockings were broken in many places, she was not wearing shoes, and she looked like she was in a coma, a scene of post-war settlement.

Wake up, don't sleep!

The vines climbed to Mona's shoulders, and Wayne couldn't wake her up by shouting, so he had to whip her face again and again.

Mona frowned, too tired, her eyelids trembled a few times and she didn't wake up.

Wayne had no choice but to control other vines to gather together, weave into a net to cover Mona, and return to the original path to drag her towards the exit of the mine.

With this drag, the white robe slid up and retreated directly to the waist.

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Wayne thought it was boring, drove away this uncontrolled vine, and controlled the vines to cover the robe tightly.

What's so good about it? It's not like he hasn't seen it before.

Wayne lifted Mona's body and placed it on the fishing net woven by vines to prevent her from being disfigured. He thoughtfully arranged a frontal placement.

Along the way, the stockings rubbed against the ground and were damaged, and another scene was settled.

Three minutes later, the vine net brought Mona back to the entrance of the mine. Wayne raised his hand and snapped his fingers, asking Kerr to come and rescue her.

He didn't know anything about holy light magic, and his profession was not suitable.

Kerr half-crouched in front of Mona, put one hand on her forehead, and injected holy light to dispel her pain.

The result was not very good.

"Her injury is not serious, and she has healed herself. She didn't wake up because her thinking was too exhausted. It's understandable. The enemy is really capable." Kerr shook his head and could only wait for Mona to wake up.

"Carry him on your back, let's leave here first." Wayne pointed at the mayor and said to Kerr.

"Instead of carrying him, I might as well carry Mona. At least she is a woman." Kerr looked disgusted and chose a woman between ugly and ugly.

"He is your rival in love. If you don't carry him, who else can you carry?"

Wayne was quick and carried Mona on his shoulders before Kerr. He walked out of the mine and subconsciously patted his butt: "The mayor can die, but he can't die here. There are a bunch of accomplices waiting for him to identify in court. This is the back of justice. Many people want to carry it but can't find a way. What do you have to dislike?"

"It's easy to say, but you don't see how heavy he is."

Kerr refused to get close to Mayor Wells. He dragged him out of the mine by the wrist. The two entered the miners' dormitory and Kerr threw him to the ground.

Wayne looked around. There was a dirty floor and an iron bed without bedding. He chose one of the two and put Mona on the bed.

If she dared to sleep on the floor today, she would dare to sleep on the boss tomorrow. Let's go straight to bed.

"The person has been found, the mission is completed, and the next step is my commission investigation."

Kerr looked at Wayne and raised his eyebrows and said, "I remember you said that you would write the investigation report and I would give you half of the commission money."

"You took it seriously just because I said it casually."

"How can a man not keep his word?" Kerr was furious.

How fresh! A real man can't help but keep his word sometimes.

Wayne flicked his middle finger. The mine was at risk of collapse at any time. If he went in, he would be a hammer.

Just then, Mona woke up with a cry, propped up her arms and shook her dizzy head: "Quick, there is a stone slab deep in the mine, go get it quickly."

She had a severe headache. She didn't know if it was an illusion. Just now, she felt someone touching her butt while she was half asleep and half awake.

It was a very familiar feeling. It was the master... Bah, it was Bruce's method.

Mona looked at the two men in the field suspiciously. Who, who touched it just now?