Restarting the myth

I saw it all. It was the other side who insisted on treating us. I didn't force them.

Wayne raised his hand and pressed the Golden Rule Bible. He said no, but he didn't believe it. Well, he can't eat this meal!

The moment his fingertips touched, the holy power of the Holy Light flowed into Wayne's body along his arm. The light of the Golden Rule Bible suddenly surged, covering Wayne completely.

Gunther's eyes turned white, and he couldn't open his eyes because of the strong holy light. An invisible force spread out and pushed him far to the side.

On the left and right sides, Atley and Mona held the archbishop's arms, and the three of them held their breath and looked at the light.

Holy light is coming!

Holy!

Pure!

And eternal!

Looking at this warm light, the three felt the existence of God, as if they were blessed and guided, and strengthened their faith and courage in the glory.

Mona's eyes reflected the holy light, her heartbeat accelerated, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and tremblingly said: "Archbishop, it's him, right?"

"Don't talk."

Gunther spoke in a low voice, fearing that a louder voice would disturb Wayne's communication with the Golden Rule Bible.

Whether it is or not, it cannot be determined now, after all, the stigma has not come out yet, but as far as the picture in front of us is concerned, it is nine out of ten stable.

The Golden Rule Bible is a channel for the Holy See to communicate with heaven. It is written by the angel who controls the Golden Rule. It is a holy object inherited by the Holy See. Holding it can not only communicate with heaven, but also summon angels to come to the world.

Because of its great significance, it is often remembered by the devil. The candidate who holds the Bible cannot be sloppy. The Holy See and Heaven have respectively imposed a seal on the Golden Rule Bible.

The Holy See's selection has been carefully checked. Basically, every holder of the Golden Rule Bible is the highest person in charge of each diocese. Their faith has been tested by time, and their strength is not much worse. At least they are all at the gold level.

Like Gunther, he has to go through several tests before he is qualified to contract the Golden Rule Bible.

This contract is equivalent to a letter of introduction. Gunther took the letter of introduction and entered the gate of heaven with his mind. He could establish a long-term cooperative relationship with an angel in the human resources department.

If his holy light is pure enough and his strength is strong enough, he can set up a small stall and shout loudly, and many angels passing by will be willing to cooperate with him.

Let's talk about the seal of heaven. It is imposed by the angels themselves, and the control is more strict.

Without absolutely pure holy light and a letter of recommendation from the Holy See, unauthorized use of the Golden Rule Bible will be judged as a devil, triggering the automatic defense system, and a large wave of holy light will be injected, directly blowing people away.

If you don't accept it and still want to force it, the defense system will strengthen the output, and it will be gone in an instant.

The defense mechanism ensures that angels cannot impersonate and can enter and exit the gate of heaven freely. Relatively speaking, it becomes extremely difficult to find reincarnated angels.

Reincarnated angels have no memory of heaven and will not take the initiative to reveal their identities. The Holy See needs to find them one by one.

The vast sea of ​​people is a problem, and the defense mechanism is either dead or injured.

The Church is a positive camp. It is impossible to arrest people on the street and conduct experiments one by one. This barbaric and irresponsible behavior is no different from locking anyone suspected of being a witch in the basement for torture and finally burning them.

It can't be done!

So Gunther complained that the reincarnation of angels was too troublesome, and the Pope was so anxious that he pulled a lot of hair.

Back to the point, Wayne was injected with a large wave of holy light, and shook slightly, but did not blow up.

Book of Greed: Follow the Church and you will have nine meals a day.

The defense mechanism increased the output intensity, and the holy light was so much that it overflowed. This situation caused Gunther to be seriously misled. He didn't know that Wayne could cheat, and he really thought he had found the right person.

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The Book of Greed obtained a large amount of holy light, and Wayne felt hot all over. It was too warm. The overflowing holy light could not be vented in the body, and it would become a blazing holy flame.

The Book of Greed is very picky. It will not eat what it has eaten again, and it is too lazy to touch the leftovers. It has tasted these holy lights, and no matter how delicious they are, it will not eat them a second time.

Wayne was hot and unbearable. He looked at the Book of Greed and dyed his magic with pure white holy will, pretending to be a person who felt much better.

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At this time, bathing in the holy light no longer felt hot and burning, but warm and comfortable.

He had touched the reincarnation altar of the Lord of Arrogance, which had the Golden Rule Holy Word on it. It was more than enough to pretend to be a person, so the defense mechanism stopped output and opened a shining door to him.

It was called a door, but it was actually two tall and majestic pillars, engraved with countless mysterious and complex patterns and symbols. Pure light shot out from the door, making Wayne feel an indescribable tranquility and peace, as if his soul had been sublimated.

The Book of Greed was impatient and was about to rush forward with a roar.

Wayne slapped it, and it was much more honest.

I haven't rushed yet, why are you in such a hurry? Go and queue up behind me!

Wayne's greed was aroused. The moment the gate of heaven appeared, his mind was projected in front of the gate. He hesitated for 0.25 seconds and looked inside cautiously.

The mind escaped into the gate of heaven, and Wayne's mind was shaped uncontrollably.

The pale limbs and torso, the face without facial features, and the huge single eye on his chest were all the characteristics of his fusion with the Book of Greed.

Inside the gate, the sky was shrouded in mysterious light, and the whole world was bathed in sacred light.

Deep in the clouds, large and small white palaces stood in a row, rainbow bridges, waterfalls were silver, and occasionally a dragon roar sounded, rolling waves in the sea of ​​clouds.

The magnificent picture slowly unfolded in front of Wayne, and the mysterious and solemn atmosphere came to his face.

Flutter flutter———

A ray of light descended from the sky, and the angels with wings on their backs were looming in the holy light. Their faces were blurred and could not be seen clearly, but only the wisdom in their eyes could be seen.

Gentleness, kindness, hope, dreams, and wishing the world eternal peace.

The pattern came up all of a sudden!

Wayne did not have this awareness, and suspected that the other party was pretending, and forcibly raised the realm to deceive him, an honest man.

The big eyeballs on his chest blinked, and the beauty filter was turned off, and the appearance of the angels suddenly changed.

The wings were still the same wings, and even enlarged a lot in proportion. The other parts changed 180 degrees, and the shapes were varied. What Wayne could imagine could be found here.

Some looked like people, some were animals, some had black dry bodies, some had devil-like horns, and some had strange geometric shapes, and more were patchwork monsters.

It cannot be said to be anthropomorphic. This group of angels who collectively did not act as humans were not similar to humans in appearance.

Their faces were hideous, weird, ugly and terrifying. The holy light could not make them look compassionate, but only made people resist and stay away from them.

Wayne's mind was reshaped, six flesh wings spread out, limbs and head disappeared, only the single eye on the torso and the tentacles squirming behind him remained.

The angels looked over curiously.

There was a smell of the golden rule, it was one of us.

Whose trumpet is it, it's endless, right?

What are you looking at me for? I'm not that boring.

I don't know!

More and more angels gathered around, and Wayne squirmed and stretched out his tentacles, scaring several angels around him to run away.

The tentacles rolled in the void, collecting the holy light and taking it into the body. The angels met and discussed for a while, and one of them flapped his wings to drive Wayne out of the gate of heaven.

Why are you pretending to be a newbie here, change to a big account and come over to talk!

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The surging holy light dissipated, and the Golden Rule Bible fell to the ground with a bang. Wayne looked at his hands, with golden light flashing in his eyes. He said to Gunther and the other two: "No reaction, I don't have a stigmata, I'm really not an angel!"

How could there be no reaction? Do you think I'm blind? x3

Wayne's mind escaped into the gate of heaven. The three onlookers saw the form of his mind shaping and the hazy shadow of the angel in the holy light. Although they didn't hear the conversation, they obviously communicated for a while.

You are an angel! x3

Archbishop Gunther was the most certain. When he contracted the Golden Rule Bible, he entered the gate of heaven.

His mind shaping maintained human appearance, without wings and big eyes, but Wayne was different. He showed his original form on the spot.

This is a direct manifestation of the soul, and it can't be faked!

In addition, when he went in, the angels ignored him and were busy to death.

I don't know what they were busy with, but they were very busy anyway.

He shouted for a long time, probably because the noise disturbed the people, and finally begged an angel to show up reluctantly. He lowered his price again and reluctantly finalized the cooperation relationship.

Wayne was surrounded by onlookers as soon as he entered the door. The treatment was very different. It was clear that he was warmly welcomed home.

The evidence is conclusive. Under the glory of heaven, how can you continue to quibble!

Gunther was unhappy. He didn't know how much suffering he had suffered to find Wayne. He couldn't sleep all night. Now he found him, but the other party was shameless and refused to admit it. How could there be such a hypocritical angel? Dare to be straightforward.

MMP in his heart, smiling on his face!

Gunther smiled and said, "Mr. Wayne, the Golden Rule Bible does not exclude you, and you have successfully entered heaven. According to this process, you are an angel."

Wayne: (_)

"No one is so strong-willed as you. You just said it very clearly, there will be stigmata, stigmata!"

Wayne raised his voice and turned around: "Look at me, where are the signs of stigmata? You insisted that I was it before the proof, and you still pestered me after the proof, so I touched it in vain!"

Wayne was very dissatisfied with his attitude, and Gunther coaxed and persuaded: "Mr. Wayne, the stigmata may be hidden in a hidden corner. If you don't believe it, I will let Mona take you to the next room and check it out and you will find it."

Mona was eager to try.

What are you so excited about?

Wayne:

Excuse me, is this really a cathedral? Why does it sound like a red-light district?

Wayne waved his hand: "No need to test, I am sure I am not an angel, and there are no holy marks on my body. Please rest assured that I will help keep the secret of the angel's reincarnation and will not spread it everywhere."

So, don't hire a killer, it's better to keep him silent with this money.

Wayne was about to leave. The food in the cathedral was good, and the midnight snack tasted great. In the future, when I transform, I will add holy light special effects and feathers, and finally I will no longer be bald and fleshy.

"Wait a minute!"

Gunther blocked the way and almost knelt down to Wayne with a bitter face: "Mr. Wayne, if you don't like it, I have another test method. You will know once you try it that you are really a reincarnated angel."

Wayne looked at his watch and said in surprise: "It's early morning, how come it's been so long?"

"Ordinary people can't stay in heaven for so long..."

Gunther reminded in a low voice, and then said: "This method is very simple and won't delay you too much time. I swear on the Bible that if it fails, it proves that you are not an angel, and I will never bother you again."

"Okay, this is the last time." Since he came here, Wayne is ready to solve the problem once and for all.

Gunther was delighted and told the test method.

Angels can sign a contract with a clergyman through the Golden Rule Bible, usually a cooperative relationship. Through this contract, the clergyman can borrow the power of the angels.

This contract is not reliable. The clergy can only borrow limited angel power, and cannot stimulate the power of the stigmata. It is impossible to prove that Wayne is not an angel and has no stigmata.

Therefore, the contract must be upgraded from cooperation to a mandatory master-servant relationship.

Wayne is on top and the clergy are on the bottom. When the contract is reached, the clergy will stimulate the stigmata by borrowing the power of angels.

In this way, it is clear at a glance whether it is true or not!

"You have such a convenient way, why didn't you use it just now?" Wayne was very puzzled. If the food was not good, he would have overturned the table.

Please explain the reason. It is because you refuse to admit it that I have to use this trick!

Gunther was dissatisfied in his heart, but he did not complain at all. He said enthusiastically: "The Holy See has a nun with a holy spirit physique who is very suitable for signing a contract. I will call her over now."

Gunther's operation, in addition to providing evidence to prevent Wayne from quibbling, has another consideration.

He can see that Wayne knows that he is an angel and still refuses to admit it. His character is somewhat hypocritical. As for an angel, it is understandable. The person who signed the contract with him is also difficult to communicate with.

He has a bad temper!

In this case, it is difficult for the Church to command Wayne. The latter has an independent will and cannot be trained as a thug. Forcing it will only embarrass both parties.

But leaving the angel unused is equivalent to finding him in vain, which is not in the interests of the Church.

It is different to let a clergyman sign the contract.

Clergymen are easy to control. With a word of justice, the Church does not need to spend more words, and they will rush up.

Wayne did not know Gunther's wishful thinking. It would not matter if he knew it. It was a waste of effort. There was no so-called holy mark at all. He asked: "Can this master-servant contract be torn up? It will not be effective forever, right?"

"It can be torn up, but the Golden Rule is fair and just. It is not a joke to be witnessed by it. Both parties must nod, and the servant must pay a certain price to revoke it." Gunther answered truthfully.

This contract is for angels who are undisciplined.

Take the power!

Wayne nodded, as long as it was not his loss, he pointed at Mona and said: "Forget about the nun with the Holy Spirit physique, a quick battle, I think she is good."

Mona was stunned for a moment, and then she was very happy, the master finally recognized her identity.

"Mona..."

Gunther pondered for a moment, Mona did not have the Holy Spirit physique, could not accept more angelic power, signing a contract was too wasteful, but seeing Wayne's impatient face, he could only grit his teeth and confirm the candidate.

Mona has decent talent, devout faith, hardworking and hardworking enough, and most importantly, she is easy to control.

"No, I'll leave if it's not possible."

"Yes, very much, she has your thoughts in her body, saving a link, it's perfect." Gunther said.

Wayne blinked, it seemed to be true, and said with a stiff upper lip: "I don't know what you are talking about, I have never planted thoughts in his body, if there is... it should be a coincidence."

"I think so too, it's too coincidental." Gunther nodded with a serious face.

Wayne was speechless. He never expected that a boomerang would hit him during an experiment.

No, he was not wrong. He was trying to protect Mona. If he had to say he was wrong, it could only be the Thousand Eyes Demon.

Mona came to Wayne excitedly and knelt on one knee according to Gunther's request.

"Mona, are you willing to be..."

"I am!"

"..." x2

Wayne: Why are you so anxious? The Archbishop hasn't finished his words yet!

The shape of the contract is a bit like a proposal, but Mona didn't bring a proposal ring, and Wayne just put his hand on her head.

Gunther unsealed the seal, and the mind that was dormant in Mona's body immediately became active. At the same time, Mona heard the voice of the master again.

The voice and the person were right in front of her, proving that Wayne = Bruce = angel.

He is really an angel, and he can't wash it off.

"It can still be washed!"

Wayne gnashed his teeth and asked Gunther to start the contract ceremony quickly. Facts will not lie, and justice is in the hearts of the people. When there are no stigmata on Mona, she will naturally return him to darkness.

At the same time, he also promised to untie the contract and return Mona to freedom.

As Gunther recited the complex and ancient contract spell, the Golden Rule Bible slowly floated up and hovered above Wayne and Mona.

The strong holy light shone down, triggering the thoughts in Mona's body, making Wayne feel that he was the master, he was on top, and Mona was the servant below.

The burning sensation came again, Wayne switched modes, and the surging holy power was released. The pure and flawless brilliance made Gunther marvel. It was indeed the light that only angels had.

The Bible captured the breath of the Golden Rule, confirmed that Wayne was the master, and stripped away part of Mona's thoughts to make her subject to Wayne's control. Through this relationship, Mona can call on the Golden Rule in Wayne's body.

The golden halo manifested a phantom, the wedge was locked tightly, and the master-servant contract was officially concluded.

Mona's face was pious, the silver-white in her eyes turned to gold, the aura around her body rose wildly, and a pair of white wings spread out behind her.

Breaking through the silver boundary and heading straight for the gold realm, the faint stigma on the back of the raised hand gradually deepened until it was completely formed.

This is also possible?

Where did the stigma come from? It was borrowed from him, how could he not know?

It's unreasonable, isn't it!

Wayne stared at it in amazement, and after a while, he burst into a swear word:

"Fuck!"