Restarting the myth

In front of the crystal coffin, Wayne embraced Monica, and with skillful techniques, he quickly calmed down the angry black cat.

Monica has always been in a semi-free-range state, very courageous, and there is no word "stress" in her dictionary. After a brief surprise!

Soon she calmed down.

Stare! x2 Yulia stood beside Wayne, rubbing her head against Wayne's head, and curiously looked at the crystal coffin in front of her.

"Master, who is this elegant lady, is she dead?"

"Well, in a sense, the goddess of death has always been dead." Wayne complained.

"What, she is the goddess of death? !"

Yulia was shocked, and then suddenly realized: "No wonder she looks familiar, it turns out to be the goddess who gave me life. I remember that she forged me with her own hands."

"Is there a possibility that she is you.....-..Forget it, just be happy. "

There are too many complaints, and it would be a waste of time to complain. Wayne patted Yuliye's head and let him lean against the crystal coffin, and at the same time grabbed Monica's magic and stuck it on.

"Resurrection, my goddess!"

How to wake up the goddess, Wayne didn't know much, so he tried the simplest method.

In order to increase the success rate, he shouted.

Facts have proved that simplicity is the most effective, and people sometimes can't think too much.

The moment he touched the crystal coffin, Yulia shivered, snorted continuously, and said: "Master, I may be cursed, and I feel that something is missing in my body."

What do you mean by missing something? Aren't you the incarnation of the goddess?

Wayne looked down at Monica in his arms. The latter squinted her eyes, and her throat made a snoring sound, almost falling asleep.

"So that's it, it's not a complete incarnation, but another way of boarding...-Wayne scratched the black cat's head, pressed and loosened his five fingers, and used the soul wave to take the method, which made Monica roll her eyes.

After a thought, Monica became ordinary. Because she lost something, she looked no different from a normal black cat.

Whether it is normal or not, we will know it after a try.

If a cat is killed, it will die!

The original Monica has the characteristics of immortality and will affect the memories of people around her. Except for Auston holding the ancient silver coin and Wayne holding the shadow nightmare, Monica changed the memory of every living person in Landau Manor.

Including the loyal shit shoveler Megan.

It is different now. As long as Wayne exerts a little force, Monica will...-no force.

Experiments require costs, and the cost is a cat's life, or a black cat. Monica is so cute, Wayne will be crazy to try it.

If it really dies, it will be the end!

Two "objects" that Wayne cannot understand entered Aztimo's body, and the latter's eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes wanted to slowly open.

But they didn't.

Still didn't wake up.

"What is missing? "

Wayne was very puzzled. He put Monica on Yulia's back, patted the horse's butt and let it go to Ronie to play. He stared at Aztimo in the crystal coffin, immersed his mind in it, and tried to communicate with the silent mind. If the goddess refused to wake up because of the change of shape, he advised the goddess to think more open-mindedly. People will always meet a few best friends who are good at backstabbing in their lives. Idenis forgot her best friends when she had a man. It was a very reasonable and logical behavior. Waibi Waibi talked for a long time without getting a response, but Aztimo's body had awakened, and an indescribable huge momentum slowly climbed.

Like an angry volcano, it was about to erupt in front of Wayne. Wayne felt the breath of anger, but he was not panicked at all. The change was irreversible. He was very confident in the essence of his life. Aztimo was already his shape, and there was no possibility of turning back. At this time, Wayne felt the changes in the underworld. Wisps of breath gathered from all corners of the underworld. The gray mist was drawn into a bundle, generated from the twelve layers of the underworld, including the heart of nature, and jumped through space to reach this place. It was not injected into the crystal coffin, but gathered to the black throne.

In just a few breaths, a hazy shadow solidified, and his eyes opened, looking at the three figures standing outside the hall. After a brief confusion, his sight caught Monica and Yulia, and his whole face was ugly for a moment.

Sensing the changes in the crystal coffin and Wayne standing in front of the crystal coffin with an innocent face, the silver-gray eyes surged with murderous intent, and the chill that reached the depths of the soul swept down, covering the entire underworld, freezing all the souls. Ronye and the other two were about to bow down to worship their goddess, but because of the freezing of their souls, they all lost the line and froze. "Hiss, it's so cold! "Wayne's forehead dripped with cold sweat, this time he really sweated.

Azitimo counted rabbits and divided his thoughts into several parts. Apart from the thoughts kept by Ronye, ​​Sukla, and Idnis, there are still two copies in the kingdom of God.

One is hidden in the main body, and the other is scattered in various corners of the throne and the underworld.

The copy of the main body was polluted by Wayne, and the copy on the throne was...Azitimo floated up from the throne and looked at the eyes in the crystal coffin whose color changed drastically. His face was expressionless, and the murderous intent in his eyes soared as if it was real.

When he woke up, the transformation was not completed, and it was polluted.

Azitimo couldn't figure it out, and didn't understand what went wrong. After thinking about it for a while, it seemed that everything went wrong.

Her knight, her saint, her subordinate god, and her best friend all betrayed her, and handed over her thoughts and incarnations to the void life that came out of nowhere.

The most outrageous thing is that this void life has a shadow nightmare, which is her knight walking in the world.

Aztimo was angry, confused, and particularly aggrieved. His murderous eyes were locked on Wayne: "You are my knight, why did you betray me?"

Wayne kept wiping his sweat, with a look of grievance on his face: "Goddess, is there a possibility that I am waking you up?"

You call this awakening?

I see that you are clearly preparing to rebel!

Aztimo's mind flashed, and a will triggered the Kingdom of the Underworld, depriving Wayne of his identity as a death knight, so that he could no longer use the Shadow Demon and all the information laws related to death.

The effect is average. Wayne is not an ordinary void life. The death information eaten by the Book of Greed is not controlled by Aztimo. And because of the terrifying nature of life, Wayne has a world of his own in his body, and the authority of the Kingdom of the Underworld is swallowed up by him. Once down, Aztimo cannot be retrieved.

The only thing she can do is to take back the shadow. The dream goddess was shocked jpg "You are not a creature of the void. What on earth are you? Why does the darkness do this?" Idnis asked me to wake you up. The doomsday judgment is coming. It's time for you to wake up. "Wayne threw a scapegoat at the dean, causing his best friend's boat, which was already in danger, to overturn.

At first glance, it sounds like Idenis is the mastermind behind everything. She planned and dominated everything. Aztimo paused when he heard the words, and Nannan said: "I didn't tell her the truth because I had to rely on Yelian's power, and she I don’t like Ye Lian..."

Even so, she shouldn't harm me... After a brief period of confusion, Aztimo looked at Wayne with murderous intent, waved his hand, took out a sickle from the void, and cut it at Wayne's location. .

The transparent ripples immersed into the void and disappeared without a trace. Wayne sensed the changes in the space of the underworld and teleported to avoid it!

After landing, a crack spread out from the waist, and the waist became two parts. The two groups of white foam collapsed and tried to reorganize into one, but they could not be integrated into one due to some invisible barrier.

Wow!

The foam squirmed, and the two Waynes stood up, their big eyes widening.

"It's so powerful, I've obviously got out of the way."

"It's a conceptual death. Once divided, it cannot be integrated. We can't go back."

Great, I'm free, and I will be Wayne too! "

"Haha, what kind of person are you? You're called Wayne just like me." Wayne curled his lips, his mind flashed, and he corrupted the disobedient clone into a ball of mud.

His form is not important, and where his thoughts are is not important. The Book of Greed is the key. Without the Book of Greed, no matter how many pieces Aztimo chops him into, there will always be only one of him.

Aztimo looked at the strange scene, and his heart sank immediately. The void life that could corrupt her was really not that simple, and he was partially curious about where Idnis found the freak.

At this time, Aztimo lost part of the authority of the Kingdom of the Underworld, more than 90% of his thinking, and his body. Although he had infinite possibilities in the Kingdom of God, he was already extremely weak compared to his heyday.

The worst thing is that the transformation has been interrupted. Not only is this a heavy loss, but also a waste of time, which makes me want to die! .

Wayne's body squirmed, a big eyeball opened on his chest, the Pale Knight crossed his arms, and two quadruple rockets bulged from his back.

! ! !

The Eternal Palace shook, the terrifying destructive power destroyed the space, and the entire twelve floors shook violently!

To prevent Ronye and other onlookers from being harmed, Wayne deflected the space and got them all out. He closed the door on the twelfth floor and faced the goddess of death suspended in mid-air.

Aztimo watched this scene with an expressionless face and did not stop Wayne from protecting the traitors. He said coldly: "The traitors will definitely die. You can't protect them. When I kill you, I will crush their souls with my own hands. "

"Aztimo, times have changed. You have been sleeping for too long. Before you say harsh words, you should examine the environment. This is your home court, and it is also my home court."

The pale knight's eyeballs shrank suddenly, and the space on the twelfth floor slowly melted. Countless white foam dripped from the sky, washing the sky and the earth like a heavy rain.

Aztimo was in the rain, but the foam that distorted the space could not touch her at all. She could not take back the power from Wayne's body, but she had the power herself. The Kingdom of the Underworld was forged by her. She did not want to touch it. Matter, energy, information, thinking, etc. could not touch anything. Her condescending eyes were filled with a touch of ridicule, mocking Wayne for not understanding gods at all, and said coldly: "Ide Didn't Nice tell you what a god was when she threw you in?"

No, because she herself was afraid...·Cang Sun Knight told the truth. In Aztimo's angry sight, white foam crazily poured into the crystal coffin, and her pale body lifted up from the coffin and slowly floated in the crystal coffin. Half empty.

On the ground, the Pale Knight decayed and withered.

Wayne transferred to Aztimo's body, raised his hand and touched his chest: "The Kingdom of Hades now is half of you and half of me." You can't expel me, and I can't do anything to you, but your body and most of your thoughts It's already my shape, I can accompany you forever, and when are you going to surrender?"

"Tell me, why did Idnis do this!" Aztimo said angrily.

Because she thinks we are having an affair, and as her best friend, you secretly slept with her boyfriend. She is so angry that she doesn't want you anymore.

Wayne shook his head in silence. The truth was too outrageous. He himself felt that he had been wronged, so he would not let Aztimo join in the wrongdoing.

Speak, tell me! "

"Aztimo, stop wasting your time and return to your physical body. This is not a path of evolution."

Wayne said with Aztimo's face: "It was an accident that I polluted you. To apologize, I can promise you some unreasonable requests. Let's sit down and have a good talk. Just tell me what you want."

Aztimo said nothing, waving the death sickle in his hand, and the invisible wave flashed, splitting his body in two.

The sun foam squirmed, and the two Aztimo stood up, proving to Aztimo with practical actions that she was shaped by Wayne and could never go back.

Snap!

One of the Aztimo turned into black mud to melt the body of the goddess that Wayne controlled. Her legs melted, and her whole body was pale. Under the elegant female curve, the bulging chest was cracked and vertically, and a big eyeball slowly opened.

Shh!

In the sky of the twelfth floor, the pale sky was torn, and a huge magic eye overlooked below.

Murmured whispers rose in Aztimo's heart, and tentacles drilled out from the cracks in the void, spreading to reality and penetrating every corner.

The ancient will invaded the depths of the listener's mind, like an invisible twisted hand, slowly tearing the tapestry of reason, and spreading terrifying information in an incomprehensible language that was enough to shake reason and change life.

Each byte carried an indescribable power, provoking the limit of Aztimo's cognition, and the tremor formed directly in her mind made her want to refuse, but she didn't know how to refuse.

In shock, she felt that it made sense and was too weird!

Aztimo wanted to refuse, but she couldn't suppress the desire to listen. Her mind conveyed her desire and asked her to listen for a while.

Just for a while, there would be no passing.

With the loss of reason, the whispers in her ears became more and more distant and clear. The sound seemed to come from the deep sea billions of years ago, and it seemed to come from the farthest corner of the universe. With a damp, cold, and corrupt breath, it passed through the endless darkness and void, penetrated the barriers of time and space, outlined a pale universe in front of Aztimo, and guided her on an evolutionary path.

Deformed space, twisted universe, damp stars emitting chaos and confusion, and the vague outlines of those ancient gods, indescribable visions flashed one after another, suggesting a cosmic truth far beyond the scope of human understanding!

Not just human magicians, this is an unknown universe that even gods have never set foot in.

Aztimo's eyes were dazed, and she began to question her own death, but soon, she saw herself in the twisted universe.

The concept of death is extremely far-reaching, and she is a part of it. As the camera zooms out, the concept of death is only a part of the universe.

As the pale tentacles surged in, the twisted latitudes pulled time and space, allowing her vision to move forward beyond the speed of light, directly to the end of the pale universe.

Here, energy is distorted, matter is decaying, and the information regarded as pollution by the gods is the correct underworld. The orderly order is the wrong crystallization of falsehood and self-delusion. Under the guidance of whispers, the real death is hidden in the chaos at the end of the universe. In that pale end, a huge magic eye slowly opened.

Hiss!

Heart palpitations deep into her bones sounded, and Aztimo saw figures with empty eyes, blindly worshipping and fearing the Magic Eye. Every pale face was exactly like hers. She suddenly opened her eyes, awakened from the endless nightmare, looked at the Magic Eye in the sky with a childish face, fearing that she would become a blind loyalist, and swung the death sickle wrapped with tentacles to cut. One, tentacle?

Aztimo was stunned in place, her slender body was alienated, and the arm holding the sickle had turned into a pale and wet tentacle.

The exquisite and beautiful face melted, opened her mouth to say something, and found that she had no mouth.

The fiery chest was wildly provoked, and it cracked with a hissing sound. Four tentacles stretched out, and white veins twisted and entangled, and together launched a huge eyeball. The pupils contracted and expanded extremely. Using this eye to examine the world, Aztimo found that he gradually understood everything. The information that he usually avoided was extremely sweet at this moment. There was no need to worry about the consequences. He could learn it and use it after learning it.

In the boundless void, whether it was a dragon or an elf, all the lives with numerical values ​​could not become eternal. Only the magic eye with no upper limit on the numerical value was the ultimate life form.

There is a kind of beauty of intensity!

"No, this is pollution!

Aztimo examined herself. If she was not careful, a large part of her mind was polluted, and the remaining mind also turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When everything turned white, she would no longer be herself.

Aztimo decisively split herself, and the unpolluted mind came out independently. Then..., he spoke so reasonably. Just one sentence, there will be no death.

The Demon Eye looked down from above, overlooking the struggling Aztimo below. The latter abandoned the polluted thoughts, and after the rational thoughts became independent, he entered the listening state again, abandoned again, and listened again, and continued for dozens of times.

After the last cut, Aztimo got rid of the "reasonable" link, looked at his remaining thoughts, looked at the dozens of "selfs" walking around him, looked at the Demon Eye above his head, closed his eyes and smiled bitterly.

Why stop, you can completely turn me into your slave in one step!!"

At the end of the words, he clenched his silver teeth and spoke very hard.

It was not my intention to contaminate you. You were sleeping too soundly. This was a great opportunity not to be missed... Wayne appeared in the body of Aztimo and slowly came to her: "I apologize, I can promise you some unreasonable demands, but while you still have your own self and won’t blindly worship me, tell me now!”

Haha, you are quite a nice person!

Aztimo sneered, unwilling to accept the humiliating terms, closed his eyes to feel the power of the Kingdom of God, and made a prompt decision to ignite his thoughts.

If you can't win, just blow yourself up!

boom! ! !

The Kingdom of Hades failed to self-destruct, and the Pale Sea squirmed, flowing large amounts of black liquid to offset the impact.

The remaining thought of Aztimo successfully self-destructed, and he would rather die than be enslaved. Unfortunately, this thought was limited. It was contaminated by the magic eye a second before the explosion, and was thrown back after the explosion.

Aztimo: (T--T) Even if I want to die, she is back.

The demonic eye in the sky is closed, and the boundless pale sea returns to the space gap of the underworld along the gap of space. The twelfth floor is clean and refreshing, leaving no trace of pale color. At least the surface is refreshing.

Wayne stood in front of Aztimo, opened his hands and took him into his arms. After the last bit of his thoughts integrated, he returned Aztimo's body.

The pale knight walked out from behind Aztimo, squirming with white foam, and covered in human skin. Wayne held his head, turned around and bowed to salute, put one hand on his chest, and held Aztimo's soft body with the other, gently Kiss the fingertips on the back of your hand.

My goddess, I am very honored to meet you. Your appearance is like the brightest morning star in the night sky, cutting through the darkness and guiding me to find the way forward. "

"Don't mention darkness in front of me. The word I hate most now is darkness!" Aztimo said with a dark face, "It makes sense!"

Wayne nodded and said respectfully: "Goddess, can I get up?"

The first god's dependent, the way to obtain it is not very honorable, face must be given, and it must be coaxed. It seems that Aztimo looked at himself and found that the authority and freedom were great. The damn, shameless, shameless master did not force him. Her face improved slightly.

Just a little, no more.

"My goddess, can I get up?"

"No, kneel down now!"

Wayne did not kneel down, rolled his eyes and straightened up] Aztimo was furious and glared: "I just heard it. You said you would give me face, so you had to coax me to come."

"Yes, the coaxing is over."

Wayne turned and looked outside the hall. Ronye and other onlookers were still in a state of frozen souls. He looked around, walked towards the throne and sat down directly under the angry gaze of Aziz Bangmo.

"Ah~One~"

Wayne looked relieved, and then said dissatisfied: "What's going on? Why is your throne as ass as the Elohim? Can your ass bear it?"

Azti was stunned for a moment: "Have you...been to heaven?

"Well, I have some status there. Basically, the angels listen to whatever I say."

Wayne nodded, packed up some memories, and forced them into Aztimo's mind.

It's a long story and too difficult to explain, so Aztimo will read it himself.

"Holy Son?!"

Aztimo silently read all the memories, silently took two steps back, and said dryly: "Before, you said that in order to apologize, you could promise me some unreasonable demands. Does it still count now?"

In sporadic clips, Aztimo saw Hexiuno split into two parts, and deduced the paid plot through these playable images.

Too bad, this damn, shameless, shameless master has no empty life at all. He is a human biological male with enhanced desires.

"Hey, I heard everything."

Wayne complained and said cheerfully: "Forget it, tell me all your requirements. My character is still acceptable. Except for the unsuitable requirements, all the rest are acceptable."

Aztimo sighed as he finished speaking, shook his head and said, "No need, it's all a pointless struggle, as long as you agree to let me keep the face of the goddess of death."

Can I promise that if I don't accept Tai Jin's appointment, "Is it still considered a good job to be an official?"

In sporadic clips, Aziz Daimo saw Hexiuno split into two parts, and deduced the paid plot through these playable images.

Too bad, this damn, shameless, shameless master has no empty life at all. He is a human biological male with enhanced desires.

"Hey, I heard everything."

Wayne complained and said cheerfully: "Forget it, tell me all your requirements. My character is still acceptable. Except for the unsuitable requirements, all the rest are acceptable."

Aztimo sighed as he finished speaking, shook his head and said, "No need, it's all a pointless struggle, as long as you agree to let me keep the face of the goddess of death."

"Really or not, don't you think about it anymore?"

"No."

"Okay, come and sit on the whip." Wayne patted his thigh.

"Ah, I'd better think about it again."

Aztimo tilted his head and looked to the side, ignoring Wayne's call and gritted his teeth and said: "My first request is to make Ednis, that bitch, look like me!"

Wayne: (one by one) Oops, the plot suddenly became interesting.

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