Restarting the myth

The selection of the Saint was easier than Wayne imagined.

Every day he would either practice or be repaired by Veronica. Occasionally he would visit next door and press Alex to the ground and rub him.

Alex was paralyzed, his sister couldn't be beaten, Wayne couldn't be beaten, Veronica never paid attention to him, her already melancholy face was now full of pain, and she felt like she was going to die.

On March 12, the first round of candidate selection officially began, rescuing the suffering Alex.

On the afternoon of the 8th, magicians from the headquarters were constructing in front of the two villas No. 4 and 8 respectively. They rang the bells all night. After repeated tests, they confirmed that the portal was operating correctly.

Then it took another four days to start the first round of selection. Not to mention that Wayne had no intention of becoming a saint. Even if he did, his patience was worn out.

The senior management of the headquarters was too procrastinating in doing things, so he was replaced as the pope. The saints changed their clothes backstage and started to perform the show. Whoever scored the highest was elected. The saints could be selected in up to three days.

He will give some clinical guidance, explain the luminous script to the candidates, delve into the depth of his acting skills, and broaden his acting skills, and then a qualified saint will be selected!

It's very easy, it won't even take half a year.

That is to say, the current communication means is average, otherwise Pope Wayne calls for a nationwide carnival, and every registered believer is eligible to vote. That is the real election grand occasion, and the two allies of the sun and moonlight are instantly compared to each other.

Having said that, Wayne knew very well that the reason it took so long was because the senior management was assessing the candidates' intelligence.

A saint can be a vase, but she must not be a fool.

There are two villas and four people living next to each other. The deliberate arrangement must have a deliberate purpose. The choice of candidates is very important. Whether to deal with the most familiar competitors in advance or form an alliance to tide over the difficulties together is very particular.

The portal opens, and behind it is the so-called nightmare corridor.

Wayne stood in front of the portal, his mouth still and open, and said to Veronica: "Everything is going according to plan. I want to see your nightmare. The dragon's blood curse is very important. You can't copy the reference for this level. Answer."

Veronica nodded. Opportunities are hard to come by. If the dragon's blood curse can be foreseen in advance, it will be of great significance to overcoming difficulties in the future.

She firmly believes in Wayne's mind and strength, and even if the nightmare becomes a reality, society's garbage is still capable of being solved.

"Also, don't attack Alex and his sister. The Nightmare Corridor is a test for the four of us. If we have the answer to pass this level easily, it doesn't mean that we can easily handle the next levels..."

Wayne warned: "If I'm not wrong, the top management is too confused. There is no such thing as an arena competition for this year's selection of saints. All assessments and levels are based on a scoring system, and several candidates will be eliminated in each round. People, maybe there will be an Easter match, and finally..."

Finally let your fists do the talking!

After all, this is the world of magic. No matter how good the topic is, it is not as convincing as a real fight.

This is in line with the current situation of high-level games. Every candidate supported by high-level officials has an opportunity. They are screened at every level and benefits can be exchanged at every level.

I just don’t know how many meetings the senior executives sat down and how many pairs of shoes were thrown away in order to discuss the mechanism of this year’s competition.

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The two magicians from the headquarters checked again and after confirming that it was correct, handed over a life-and-death treaty for Wayne and Veronica to sign.

The treaty did not disclose the location behind the portal. It only said that all risks were borne by the candidates themselves, and specific assessment items were up to the candidates to explore on their own.

Wayne stepped into the portal first and entered the magic barrier, the Nightmare Corridor.

As soon as you see it, the high black wall and the white ground form the entire world. The black wall towers into the clouds and reaches the end of the sky. It extends from the starting point and twists and turns to form a maze.

Bang!

Wayne punched out and hit the black wall. Spider web cracks spread rapidly and the entire wall was crumbling.

It just won’t fall.

The next second, the entire wall automatically refreshed and recovered.

There may be people watching around, so you can do an experiment to prove that you didn’t bring a cheat sheet.

Veronica followed Wayne in, and knowing the answer to the problem, she walked at the front, walked three hundred steps along the twisting maze corridor, and faced her own nightmare.

The world was spinning in front of Veronica's eyes. The black wall and white ground were quickly moving away. Her body fell to the ground like a cloud and mist. When she raised her eyes, Landau Manor came into view.

She and Wayne were on the lawn in front of the manor house, and the black cat Monica was squatting on the lawn writing notes.

Come to the fore.

The two men suddenly appeared, startling Monica. She jumped up in the air, pinched in mid-air, and after landing, her four paws ran away, and they swooped into the woods.

In the distance, you can still hear cursing sounds.

"..."x2

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Is it necessary to be so real?

Wayne complained in his heart and slapped Veronica on the shoulder: "Remember, except for me, everything you see now is a dream. Don't believe anyone except me, do you understand?"

Veronica nodded. Wayne had already used the solution to the problem and would not be trapped in a dream by the nightmare corridor. Everything in front of her was a distorted reality, a dream, and her own fantasy.

"Let's go into the house and see how real it is."

The two entered the big house and walked around, not seeing a single maid.

Not to mention the maid, the big house was empty, not even a ghost.

Soon, the first survivor appeared.

The study door opened, and Megan walked out slowly. When she met the young master and the young lady, she nodded slightly. After questioning, she explained that she was going to find Monica.

Auston wants to pet the cat.

Veronica looked into the study room. The big trash was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, playing with an ancient silver coin with one hand, and glanced at his children without responding.

He is so arrogant, he deserves to be punished.

"He is not my nightmare..."

Veronica pondered for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't be afraid of you laughing at him. In my dream, he was crushed to death by a dragon."

"He died well."

Wayne praised him out loud, took out a pistol from his arms, pointed it at Auston and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Auston sat on the sofa in a daze, his eyes wide open, and the gun was smoking at the position between his eyebrows.

A streak of black blood flowed down his cheek, dripping down, and gradually moistened the newspaper.

"What are you doing?"

Veronica was startled, looking at the big trash who was shot in the head, even though she knew it was an illusion, she still couldn't help but palpitate.

"In case he is crushed to death by the dragon, I will kill him first."

Wayne blew on the muzzle of the gun and winked, "To be honest, I have wanted to do this for a long time."

Veronica glared at Wayne fiercely and gritted her teeth and said, "No matter what, he is your father."

"It's just an illusion. The real person will definitely not die..."

Veronica's eyes were too fierce. Wayne stepped back and hurriedly explained why he did this.

At this time, the person who should not appear appeared.

The figure of Xifei appeared at the end of the corridor.

Veronica was shocked and stood in front of Wayne, fearing that he would draw his gun and shoot randomly, and shoot his mother without stopping.

Even in a dream, you can't do it.

"Veronica, Wayne, what are you two doing, where is the gunshot?" Xifei walked closer and closer, smelling the smoke and blood in the air, and his face gradually became ugly.

Without thinking too much, Wayne stuffed the pistol into Veronica's hand and whispered, "You do this, I can't do it."

If you can't do it, I can?

Veronica was furious and smashed the pistol against the wall.

At this time, Xifei had come to the door of the study. She was shocked by the bullet hole between Auston's eyebrows. She stood there stupidly, too shocked to even breathe.

In the air, a bone-deep chill spread, and Wayne and Veronica shuddered together.

Bang!

A figure smashed the glass window and the wall, rushed into the study with murderous intent, and looked at the back of Auston who stopped breathing, and his whole face twisted in an instant.

Megan!

Megan's eyes were scarlet, and her body swelled uncontrollably. The terrifying high temperature spread, and the dragon roar resounded through the sky.

There were two murderous voices in total.

Under Veronica's terrified gaze, it was not only Megan who turned into a dragon, but also her mother Xifei. Two giant dragons with a body length of more than 100 meters changed size at random, tearing up the paper-like walls and rock walls, and the corridor and the ruins of the study fell to the first floor.

Veronica trembled in fear, facing the anger of two giant dragons and close relatives, her teeth chattering, not knowing how to explain.

It's all an illusion!

Boom!

The white dragon tail smashed down like a hill, brushing Veronica to the ground, the whistling wind shook the eardrums, blew away her golden hair, and cut her cheeks like a knife.

Veronica vaguely heard the sound of broken bones and flesh, her face turned pale for a moment, and turned around in a daze.

The position where Wayne was was covered by the dragon tail, the bright red blood spread, and a broken arm fell alone on the ground.

"Roar roar roar————"

The third dragon transformed, and Landau Manor ushered in an epic weakening, and was soon razed to the ground.

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Bang!

Wayne knocked down the evil forces in front of him with a straight punch, stepped on his face, and said condescendingly, "Auston, remember, from today on, I am the head of the Landau family."

The evil force Auston wanted to struggle, but was kicked on the butt by Wayne, and fell into the woods after crossing the arc of a banana ball.

Megan carried the medicine box and trotted all the way to catch up.

After solving the first generation of the evil forces in the family, the second generation Wayne walked towards Heaphy and Veronica on the sidelines. The two applauded and praised, and were optimistic that the Landau family would flourish in Wayne's hands.

"It turns out that the ugliness in my heart is so ugly, although it's very cool..."

Wayne was speechless. He and Alex chose to share intelligence because of the century-old friendship between the two countries. Both sides got the intelligence they wanted.

Wayne got the answer to the nightmare corridor. Nightmares are inevitable, but they can be downgraded. He entered this dreamland according to the solution formula of turning big dreams into small dreams.

The real nightmare, that is, the ancient god, Wayne does not want to summon.

The risk is too great, God knows whether the ancient god will come for real.

The previous second was still a dream, and the next second the ancient god came, took over the dream and turned it into reality, giving sugar without any difference, and offering good blessings to the headquarters of the Church of Nature.

The next day, the Church of Death received great news from the sky. The Death Knight single-handedly killed the entire Church of Nature.

I can't be happy at all!

The big nightmare can't be done, the small nightmare is Auston, the big man who drove him out of Lundan, causing him to be frightened for several months.

This can be happy, happy at will.

Wayne got his revenge in the dream, waved his hand to disperse the illusion in front of him, he wanted to enjoy it for a while, but he was afraid that if he delayed too long, Veronica would have problems.

It was still Landau Manor, or the big lawn in front of the woods. Wayne saw Monica who was flirting at a glance.

"Suck suck suck———"

The password was wrong and communication was unavailable. Monica ran away cursing.

"Veronica wake up, the sun is shining on your butt."

Wayne pushed Veronica beside him and found that the latter was tense, with her fists clenched against her sides, her face grim, and tears flowing from her tightly closed eyes. He couldn't help but frown.

So fast, in the blink of an eye, he fell into the depths of the dream. He clearly said that everything was an illusion and not to believe it easily.

Are you stimulated?

Seeing Veronica crying so miserably, Wayne didn't dare to delay. He lowered his head and pressed against Veronica's forehead, invading her mind and forcibly breaking into her nightmare.

"Roar, roar, roar————" x3

Wayne was startled when he appeared. The Landau Manor was devastated, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, and there was not a single wall that could support it.

In the sky, three white dragons were fighting, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

Wayne used his brain and guessed that the three dragons were Megan, Sphy, and Veronica.

"Teacher and Veronica can also turn into dragons..."

"Is this Veronica's imagination, or is the key to dragon blood evolution the complete dragon form?"

"Stop fighting!"

Wayne was talking loudly, and just after taking two steps, he found a pool of blood and a broken arm, and frowned immediately.

"What a handsome Xiaoyou, very similar to mine, so Veronica went berserk... What is the source of the teacher and Megan's berserk?"

Wayne shrugged his nose and found Auston, who was dead with his eyes open, in the ruins in the corner.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a small wound on the head, and he won't die."

Wayne held Auston's shoulder and shook it: "Don't pretend to be dead, a scourge like you can't be killed by a bullet, it's too easy for you."

"Auston, say something!"

"Old Deng————"

Confirming that Auston was really gone, the filial son Wayne smiled with joy at the death of his father.

He smiled and praised: "Who did it? That shot is really good. Tell me quickly, I will avenge you."

"What do you mean by not talking? Don't want me to help you get revenge?"

"I understand. When will the revenge end? The past is the past."

"I can't tell. You can take it and let it go. You are a man with a broad mind. Go with peace of mind. The family will be handed over to me in the future."

Wayne admired him very much. At this moment, Auston's figure became more majestic than ever before. It was a back figure that he could not catch up with in his entire life.

Because he couldn't catch up, he didn't chase him.

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Headquarters of the Natural Church, meeting hall.

Above is the blue dome with clear blue sky, below is the amber round lake with waves, white pillars are arranged on the left and right, connecting the sky and the ground to support this world.

In the center of the pillar, a ten-meter long white table stands horizontally, with several white high-backed chairs.

All the high-ranking members of the Church of Nature were present. Although they were not present, their thoughts were present. The Pope sat at the head of the long table, opposite the Great Prophet, and the Oracle High Priests were on the left and right.

There was no place for the Saint.

The Great Prophet was wearing a white robe, his face was blurred, and a mandrill was squatting beside him, scratching his ears.

The crystal ball in front of him played the scene of the candidates entering the nightmare corridor. The candidates struggled and sank in the nightmare, showing their abilities and exposing their inner ugliness. Except for a few kind-hearted people, the others had defects to varying degrees.

The Great Prophet was not here to select the Saint, he was here to slap them in the face. The first selection made the high-ranking members embarrassed.

As the Great Prophet pushed his hands away, the camera came to Wayne.

To be precise, it was because Veronica's dream was too grand, and the three dragons at any time stunned the high-ranking members.

"White dragon?"

"Three of them, so many, it must be a nightmare of dragon blood."

"Where does so much dragon blood come from?"

"According to the information, it is Veronica Landau from the Windsor District. Her mother is Xifei Valentine, the candidate of the last Saint..."

"It turns out that she is a student of High Priest Senna. No wonder, I was wondering where so much dragon blood came from, it turns out that it spread from here!"

"Haha, that's great!"

Everyone was talking about it, and Senna was particularly angry. She was not there in person, but her mind was there. A ball of white mist rolled on her face, and her true appearance could not be seen clearly.

At this time, Wayne entered Veronica's dream.

"How come this kid is so fast?"

"His dream is too casual, one punch... Let me see, the one he knocked down was his biological father, so funny, it seems that the relationship between father and son is not harmonious."

"In his sister's dream, he shot his father with one shot, fast, accurate, ruthless and steady, it can be seen that the bad relationship between father and son is well known, even his sister thinks so."

"No, I mean, his dream is so perfunctory, did the Great Prophet leak the questions?"

Everyone turned to tease the Great Prophet, and as they talked, they were amused by Wayne's stand-up comedy in the picture.

Everyone laughed unscrupulously, not giving Senna any face. They all knew that the supporter behind Wayne and Veronica was Senna, and those who didn't want to laugh also laughed.

Moreover, the father resigned and the son laughed, which was really filial piety!

As they laughed, everyone found something wrong. Senna, who should have lost face, laughed happier than anyone else at this time.

What's going on, this woman is finally crazy?

She won't go berserk, right?

Everyone was worried. Dragon Blood going crazy was not just talk. It could really cause death.

They were afraid of being involved, so they calmed down and didn't dare to laugh.

"Laugh, why don't you laugh?"

Senna spoke coldly, looking around at everyone, and then her eyes returned to Wayne. She was particularly satisfied with his performance.

I thought he was Auston's son, and it was difficult to have a good impression of him with so many negative reviews. Unexpectedly, the father-son relationship was not harmonious, and the good impression came immediately.

Full marks for this game!

Senna swept away her previous disgust and had a good impression of her students.

Although Wayne had repulsive blood flowing in his body, it was particularly pure, almost a one-to-one replica of twenty years ago, and Senna was annoyed wherever she looked, but Wayne repented in time and stopped at the brink.

She was very happy!

Thinking of the only seedling in three generations, Senna immediately recognized Wayne as her own disciple, thinking about sending some prizes to praise him after advancing to this level.

Wayne could not become the Son of God. It was too outrageous for the goddess to descend on the Son of God, but his mind was first-class and extremely valuable for training.

Senna planned to send Wayne to the Knights of Nature. If he could pass the assessment, she would spend a lot of effort to inject dragon blood into him, so as to complete a transformation.

But first, she had to make sure whether this heir was worth training, so as not to be another rebellious ungrateful wolf.

Just thinking about it, Wayne in the picture changed his figure, and everyone in the meeting hall held their breath.

The Son of God...

It seems that it is not impossible.

The Great Prophet even slammed the table and stood up, his blurred face shining brightly, and he said as if he had found a treasure: "That's it, that's him, I want this person... No one can snatch it from me!"