Restarting the myth

Wayne retched twice, but nothing came out. He wiped the saliva from his mouth with his sleeve, and his disgust for the Geocentric Church reached its peak.

Regardless of whether it was a great or small righteousness, from now on, Wayne and the Lord of the Void would be irreconcilable!

Wayne wanted to ignite the tentacles immediately, but he didn't dare to act rashly without rescuing Isabella.

He guessed that the tentacles were the so-called underground king. Judging from the size of the tentacles, it was unknown where they extended from, and it could be judged that the size of the underground king was very huge, which coincided with the intelligence collected before.

The underground king.

The entrance to the underground tunnel.

It was no coincidence that both were in the chicken farm.

The chicken farm, the Geocentric Church headquarters, and the government hall are all connected, and it is obvious that they have been premeditated...

"Isabella is right. Windsor's intelligence agencies can see that there is something wrong with the Geocentric Church, which means that the Geocentric Church has had problems for a long time."

Wayne gritted his teeth in hatred. The tentacles that lay eggs indicate that the king of the underground is under the chicken farm. Once this big monster moves, the whole town will face a catastrophe.

The strength of the Geocentric Church's magician is unknown. He must rescue Isabella, and only the latter can deal with the Geocentric Church.

...

The entrance to the underground tunnel is located behind the chicken farm. Compared with the intricate terrain underground, the ground entrance and exit are not conspicuous.

A hastily built large factory building blocks the abyss crack and is guarded by four believers. Once someone approaches, they will be stopped immediately.

Wayne saw the holsters at their waists. Time is running out. He has no better way and can only bite the bullet.

"You, stop. It's not night yet. You can't go in."

"I know, but the situation has changed. Our people have been attacked. I am here to interrogate the prisoners on the orders of the bishop. I must find out the whereabouts of my accomplices, otherwise I can't explain to the bishop."

Wayne glared at the other party coldly: "You, open the door and lead the way."

"But the bishop's order is that no one is allowed to go in. I really can't let you go in..."

The guard looked embarrassed. Wayne's tough attitude made him feel guilty. He was so arrogant that he was obviously the bishop's confidant.

And Wayne also brought the bishop's order. His forced obstruction caused the interests of the Earth Center Church to be damaged. Will the bishop punish him?

The guard's momentum weakened by three points, and Wayne immediately became tougher. He grabbed the guard's collar and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Asshole, if we didn't all believe in the Lord of the Void without reservation, I would definitely report to the bishop to sacrifice you to the king of the underground tonight. Hurry up and open the door. You can't bear this responsibility."

Wayne's toughness and arrogance overwhelmed the guard's doubts. He didn't dare to continue to stop him. He waved his hand to let his companions open the factory door and took the initiative to lead the way in front, trying to calm Wayne's anger.

Being a younger brother is like this, not seeking merit but seeking no mistakes.

In one word, difficult.

The complexity of the underground tunnel exceeded Wayne's imagination. There were tunnels everywhere. At first glance, he thought he had entered a mine tunnel.

There were wires and lights along the way. At every intersection, there were believers standing guard with guns.

After walking for a few minutes, the guard knocked on the wooden door in front, and a secret passage opened, and boundless darkness rushed towards Wayne.

He stood on the edge of a cliff, with a bottomless black abyss below him. There seemed to be some giant beast crawling in the darkness. Whenever the wind and waves whirred, large patches of blue light flashed brightly and darkly.

The light spots not only existed below the abyss, but also covered the cliffs. Wayne took a rough look and vaguely saw traces of tentacles wandering.

The size of the king of the underground was larger than he imagined, with far more than eight tentacles. Compared with the starfish in the government hall, it was definitely at the ancestor level.

A plank road was built on the edge of the cliff, and a fence was installed to prevent the believers from falling into the abyss.

Wayne silently gave a thumbs up to the construction team and quickly followed the guards in front.

The plank road was about 500 meters long, and at the end it turned to the hollowed-out rock wall. This was a huge underground square with strict guards, which was more stringent than the defense of the Geocentric Church headquarters.

If it weren't for a familiar face leading the way, Wayne would not have been able to break in.

In the center of the underground square, a circular pool was built. Fist-sized pieces of rubble were piled up into a pyramid, and a golden statue was placed on top.

The statue was not big, only about ten centimeters high. It reflected the light and emitted a breath-taking light.

It was very dazzling, definitely real gold.

Wayne looked at it carefully, but the light was so dazzling that he could not see the true appearance of the statue. He could only see a distorted human figure wrapped in tentacles.

"Lord of the Void, please allow me, a humble and insignificant believer, to give you the most sincere praise..." The guard bowed from a distance and saluted the location of the statue.

Wayne hurriedly followed, followed suit, and sang a humble hymn.

As soon as the voice fell, Wayne seemed to sense the statue's response to him. A whisper sounded in his ears, and the complex voices of weirdness, evil, holiness, purity, etc. merged together, making every listener fall into a trance.

Bad news: San value dropped wildly.

Good news: Wayne has a solid foundation, it dropped, but it's the same as if it didn't drop.

Again, after experiencing the destruction of the Gate of Truth, ordinary mental pollution can hardly shake his mind and will.

The guard was obviously polluted, and his expression showed that he was devout and crazy in his belief in the Lord of the Void. Wayne followed suit, winking, grinning, half of his face twitching, and his eyelids twitching wildly.

This skill must have been caused by at least ten years of cerebral thrombosis.

Wayne was not acting at all, too real to be suspected at all. He followed the guard to the east side of the square and entered another secret door.

This time, there was no detour. At the end of the passage was the small dark room of the prison.

Two believers guarded the prison. When they learned that Wayne was ordered by the bishop to interrogate the prisoner, they immediately let him go.

The defense was very loose. It was human nature. It was subjective consciousness. Since they had come to this place, there was no reason for him to be an intruder. He must be one of them.

Wayne walked into the prison with a candle. There were not many prisoners, about ten or so. Each of them was given a wooden stake + hemp rope, and they were arranged neatly.

Wayne ignored the unfamiliar faces, but there were two faces that surprised him.

Hood!

Wesley!

The two tilted their heads and muttered in their mouths. Like other prisoners, they were mentally polluted and a little confused.

Are you two still alive?

Wayne was surprised that the two were lucky. He felt that good people would be rewarded. Referring to successful cases, he would definitely be blessed in the future.

But...

Isabella was not seen. All the prisoners were male, and none of them were of outstanding weight.

"Ahem!"

Wayne clenched his fist and coughed, and said to the guard next to him: "What's going on? Where are the female prisoners? Where are they locked up?"

The guard smiled knowingly: "You are late. The female prisoners have been dealt with and used to sacrifice to the king of the underground. No new source has been found yet."

As promised, you have already found a way to die!

"Nonsense, who asked you this? Am I that kind of person?"

Wayne narrowed his eyes, put the guard on the death list, and said coldly: "I mean the intruder two days ago, a very fat woman. You wouldn't be so hungry that you would deal with her too?"

"Are you remembering it wrong? There was no fat woman who broke in the past two days. The only intruder was him."

The guard pointed to Hood: "We only caught him. His name is Hood. He is a detective in Enroard Town. The old guy is good at hiding. He almost slipped away."

Wayne was stunned. It was Hood who was caught two days ago, so... where did Isabella go?

He was a little unbelievable. What if, he meant what if, if Isabella was not caught, he worked so hard, reconnaissance and infiltration, what on earth was he trying to achieve?

Sif's words rang in his ears. Isabella was an experienced magician. She must have discovered something by going offline continuously, and she was lying dormant waiting for an opportunity to give the enemy a fatal blow.

"Did you really not catch a fat woman?" Wayne raised his hand and patted his forehead, trying to rescue her.

Please be sure to tell him that you caught her, not only did you catch her, but you guys also dealt with her.

"Indeed, not."

The guard shook his head firmly, and then said: "Maybe, but that is an important prisoner known only to the bishops. I am not qualified to know, and I will not be imprisoned here. These are all sacrifices tonight."

Wayne nodded, thinking about how to take the prisoners out safely, the wooden door opened, and a voice came over:

"About that fat woman, I may be able to give you an answer!"

This is a middle-aged man in a linen robe, with a burly figure and full of energy. He wore a hood and could not see his face clearly. The swaying candlelight reflected two rows of teeth that were white and cold.

The corners of his mouth, which seemed to be smiling, rose slightly, as if praising Wayne for finding this place. Of course, it was more likely to mock him for falling into the trap.

Wayne's heart trembled and he sensed the danger.

"Bishop Sean." The guard bowed and saluted, bending his waist very humbly.

Wayne followed suit and saluted, trying to get away with it.

The Geocentric Church has four bishops and one archbishop. The five are the highest authority in the Geocentric Church. In Wayne's imagination, they are all powerful magicians. Suddenly, one of them blocked him in the underground nest...

Wayne's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he estimated the possibility of embedding the other party into the earth wall.

Not very good.

Fusion and transformation with the Book of Greed...

Wayne touched the pistol on his waist, borrowed the magic props for self-defense from the maid, and had a little more confidence in his heart with the artifact of the Church of Science.

Within seven steps, the advantage is mine!