Restarting the myth

Cabin, basement.

Wayne sat cross-legged and struck the silver cross in his body, breaking his own balance again and again, smashing the 'god' into small particles, and then blending into the void and self.

God is faith, the choice in the silver stage, and determines the direction of the future.

Serious magicians all have a single belief. Unorthodox magicians, such as free mages, may not have a single belief, but due to the limitations of their own talents and resource environment, the components of their beliefs are not complicated.

Many free mages have a single belief in the silver stage, and only start to let themselves go in the gold stage. They firmly believe that many sacrifices are not overwhelming, and many foreign languages ​​​​can lead to many ways out.

It doesn’t cost any money anyway, so there’s nothing wrong with having more faith.

Wayne is a very impressive existence in the informal free mage world. He stuffed five of them into nature, sun, moonlight, darkness, and death in one breath, and they were all knowledge at the level of the God's Chosen Knight.

There is also heaven and hell. One can imagine how strong his ‘god’ is.

That is to say, Lu Ziye knows the Divine Chosen Knight and has a good relationship with him, otherwise it would be too difficult for him to make progress.

An hour later, Wayne stopped practicing out of breath. Today's promotion sprint still failed.

A good beginning will lead to a good end, but the process in the middle is very tortuous. He calculated that the 'god' was collapsing faster and faster. He had just seen the signs of the golden triangle. If everything went well, he would stay up all night without sleeping. It can be done in five days.

A white arm stretched out, holding the sleeve to wipe Wayne's sweat. It was a beautiful hand that could not find any flaws.

Feeling the pressure on his back, Wayne's eyes twitched slightly and he said bluntly: "Senna, you should know that this is not love."

"Yes, it is worship and desire, far more pious than love."

Senna hugged Wayne from behind and rubbed her ears together. Just a hug made her breath short.

It smells so good! x2

Little Wayne was about to make a move, but Wayne chose to refuse and stood up: "Keep on holding on, and I will help you get rid of this trouble when you return to Lundan."

Senna frowned: "Master, I don't want much, I don't even want your love!"

Please, stop talking.

Wayne turned his head and saw Saina's face with tears streaming down her face. He was deeply concerned and realized that the other party was not acting. He was indeed extremely aggrieved.

He sighed, raised his hands and said, "I'll hold you for two minutes, but I'll tell you the ugly words first. You can find yourself again in the future. Don't blame me for taking advantage of you."

Senna didn't say anything, and after getting permission, she dove into Wayne's arms, using her hands and feet together, wishing she could crush the whole body into pieces and stuff it inside.

It was broken but not broken, it was melted.

With Wayne's help, Senna maintained her human form and began to be dishonest in her hugs.

Desire is like this. It increases step by step. Once you get it, you will crave more.

Senna was not satisfied with the hug and wanted to be more intimate.

Wayne's face was full of dark lines, and he suddenly thought of Willie's father Cushing. If, he meant if, there would be a day when Cushing abandoned his wife and daughter and only wanted a hug from him?

Oh my god, he is worthy of being a muscular guy in the gym, this is so cool!

In the living room of the cabin, Veronica looked warily towards the basement. She had a strong imagination and had already imagined many scenes in her mind.

The fiancé was practicing hard, and his mind was so silent that he could not perceive the outside world. When the old witch saw this, she crushed the red roses at her feet with a grin, covered her fiancé's face with a white cloth, and threw herself at her.

Boom!

"What are you thinking about? His face looks fierce as if he wants to kill someone."

Xifei hit Veronica's head with a knife, knowing what her daughter was thinking, and comforted: "It doesn't matter, the teacher, although, although... but, she is so to Wayne... In short, she will not mess around at this time. "

"Is this how you comfort me?"

"Well, I did my best."

The two golden retriever heads looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. The more Veronica looked at her, the more unhappy she became. It was this woman who found a shameless teacher who made her frightened all day long.

Veronica snorted coldly and said filial piety: "I saw it all yesterday. The Dark Knight and the Black Dragon were practicing their combined skills in the woods. They went up and down for a while, and finally the two of them helped them back to the house. I don't know what they did. !”

Little girl, how do you talk to your fiancé’s mother?

Believe it or not, I asked my son to break up with you!

Xifei also snorted coldly, raised her hand to pinch Veronica's face, and rubbed it hard: "I can't control what the Dark Knight and the Black Dragon do. I only know that the high priest of the Church of Nature and the Dark Knight are incompatible. Reply Lundan, I will kill him.”

"snort!"

"ha!"

Bang bang bang!

There was a knock on the door, and the two golden-haired heads frowned at the same time. Xifei raised her hand and pointed, and Veronica went over to open the door full of resentment.

There is no way, after all, she is the mother of her fiancé, and she is not married yet, so she still has to do superficial work.

When she gets married, pour foot-washing water into her water glass!

Veronica opened the door and respectfully invited the guests to come in: "Sir, are you looking for Teacher Senna again?"

In the past half month, Anastasia has been visiting Senna every three or two days. It is said to be a visit, but in fact it is just to have fun.

Needless to say, I leave satisfied every time.

Senna made no secret of her feelings for Wayne, even in front of old friends and competitors. Whenever Anastasia taunted her, Senna would smile particularly sweetly.

Ah, yes, yes, everything you said is right, I am such a shameless woman.

Anastasia came again today, and Veronica guessed that she came to watch the fun.

Otherwise, a magic doll can't just come over and enjoy the meal.

"No, I'm coming to see Wayne today."

"..."x2

Veronica was silent, vaguely remembering that Xifei had whispered to her that the saint of the Dark Church had thoughts about Wayne, and asked her to be careful.

Veronica was unprepared, and she was so overwhelmed by Senna that she had no time to care about Anastasia. In addition, the latter almost never communicated with Wayne, and every time her evil intentions were directed at Senna, she was completely defenseless, and she still vaguely regarded him as one of her own deep down in her heart.

Okay, okay, another naughty person.

Veronica rolled her eyes, probably a little numb, pointed in the direction of the basement and said: "Wayne is in there, and your good sister Teacher Senna is also waiting for you. Remember to set up a soundproof barrier to keep the noise down. !”

What a lot of resentment!

Anastasia secretly thought it was funny. The little girl was quite cute. She couldn't help teasing her a little: "Wayne is your fiancé, and he and Senna stay in the same room. Aren't you angry?"

"It has nothing to do with you!"

Veronica turned back to the living room.

She was not only angry, she was furious, angry, furious, but what could she do? During the critical period when Wayne was attacking the Golden Mage, Senna was crucial, and she had to endure her anger.

So cute!

Anastasia did not take Veronica's offense to heart, and she nodded with Xiffy and moved to the basement door at the end of the corridor.

After knocking twice on the door, Anastasia noticed the soundproof barrier and stopped to wait.

Five minutes later, the door opened.

Senna stood guard at the door with a serious face, pursed her lips, squinted her eyes and said: "Anastasia, what are you doing here? I don't have time to accompany you today. If you want to watch the fun, go to the Sun Knight. The Dark Knight is fighting Beat him up!"

You talk so loudly!

Anastasia didn't speak and took two steps back silently. Although the pheromones captured by the doll were all false prompts, she still sensed the fragrance on Senna's lips and teeth.

For a moment, Anastasia was silent.

The knife of time was so cruel that it cut off Senna's arrogance and coldness to the point where she didn't recognize it anymore.

Before, she never dreamed that Saina would become like this.

"Speak?"

"Stop talking, it's so disgusting."

Anastasia felt the stench coming to her face, and took two steps back: "I'm coming to see Mr. Wayne...forget it, I'll wait for him at the death camp, remember to ask him to clean it up, I have a mysophobia."

"I've already cleaned it."

"..."

Crazy woman!

Anastasia turned and left. When she heard the smile behind her, she felt deeply sad for Senna's fall. In comparison, she still liked the unruly Senna before.

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The seal of death.

Generally speaking, death corresponds to nature, and the style of the sealed land that should be guarded by the death knight is completely opposite to that of the land guarded by the natural knight.

This is a desolate and silent swamp wetland, with gloomy gray fog, pale and weak light, and deathly gloomy tones. Everything exudes a suffocating heaviness. It seems that even breathing becomes difficult when you step into it. got up.

Death has no smell, but vision affects the sense of smell. Viewed from a high altitude, the entire death swamp is like a festering wound, flowing with gray pus and exuding a suffocating stench.

It smells so good!

Wayne walked through it and took a deep breath. The smell was very good and he felt like he was back home.

With the help of faint light, he found Anastasia on the edge of the black mire.

The quagmire was covered with dead branches and leaves, and occasionally a few pieces of mud would roll and bubble. The lifeless appearance seemed like Anastasia was looking in the mirror.

Wayne frowned. Anastasia was still alive, but he saw death in her, a kind of relief that longed for death.

Big sister, there is still a lot of beauty in life, don’t be so negative.

Wayne tried to persuade Anastasia, but failed, and instead of continuing to do useless work, he came behind her and kept a safe distance so as not to make the elegant lady feel uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty the Saint, are you looking for me?"

"Mr. Wayne, I believe Mr. Mulla has told you that I will assist you in guarding this place for some time to come."

Anastasia turned around, her porcelain-white, stiff face particularly oozing under the gloomy painting style, possessing a kind of dark beauty that made people's scalp numb.

She said: "Originally, the Death Knight was supposed to guard the seal here. He never came back and left only some divine power. I have learned the magic of death's faith and can barely take his place."

"As expected of Your Majesty the Saint, you are so reliable."

Wayne nodded in agreement, and then said: "Has Your Excellency the Holy Lady seen the Death Knight?"

"No, the Death Knight left long ago."

What luck, you can see it now, it still has a head.

After asking, Wayne learned the general situation of Anastasia, and had to sigh with emotion. This person played the role of a panacea in the Sealed Land. She could be used wherever she needed to be moved.

First of all, Anastasia is a saint of the Dark Church. She is powerful and can barely replace the vacant Dark Knight.

Secondly, she has mastered a large number of the divine arts of the Death Church, and can guard the death seal place if necessary.

Finally, because she is not a divinely chosen knight, she has no movement restrictions and can freely enter and exit the frozen continent. If something goes wrong in Lundan's sea of ​​mist, she can go to put out the fire as soon as possible.

Although she couldn't be saved, and she even set herself on fire and was crippled, let's just say she couldn't be saved!

There is also a use for waste. Anastasia made her own magic doll body. According to her introduction, this is called a magic doll. It is an independent branch of alchemy. It is affected by the progress of the discipline and has great prospects.

The Magic Machine Doll possesses the power of the three divinely chosen knights of nature, sun, and moonlight. Firstly, it creates balance and protects Anastasia's mind. Secondly, she can take the place of any of the divinely chosen knights at critical moments. .

I have truly managed to work five jobs for one salary, and I am also willing to accept business trips from the company.

She is so good and has a sense of responsibility that is no worse than the three knights of Bimula.

Wayne spoke from the perspective of a pure passerby. Anastasia was not the Dark God's Chosen, but must have been blinded by the Dark Goddess. Comparing the plastic sister Senna, Anastasia was simply a saint.

Wayne has made up his mind that he wants to get all of Anastasia. He already owns the body, and he will not let go of the mind.

It's so easy to die, you are a good person, keep living!

Perhaps because Wayne's eyes were a little penetrating, Anastasia was quite unhappy and reminded: "Mr. Wayne, Senna must have told you something. She has gone crazy. I won't. I hope you can Understand this."

"Honestly, I didn't understand."

"I won't be like Senna!"

"..."

I hope so!

Wayne sighed. This was where he was most conflicted. He wanted Anastasia to live, but was afraid that Anastasia would fall.

"Mr. Wayne, just understand."

Anastasia stopped talking and did not continue the topic. Instead, she said: "The three knights are preparing to attack the land of the ancient gods behind the seal and peel off the projection space from the frozen continent. It would be best if they can succeed. If not, We must also cut off the rhythm of Togugeye’s awakening and let him fall into a long sleep again.”

"Mr Mulla stated these strategic intentions."

When Mulla was telling the story, Wayne once asked why the three divinely chosen knights dared to lead the charge against a powerful enemy that could only be sealed by the five goddesses working together, and received a very simple answer.

First of all, Togugoye is still sealed. Not only has the seal been dismembered, many bodies have been moved to other places.

Secondly, it was not that the five goddesses were unable to kill Togugoye, but they were worried about attracting the attention of the ancient gods, so they chose to seal it.

Any goddess has the power to expel Togugoye, but they don't want to be the leading bird, so they simply become the leading bird together.

The last sentence is not Mulla's original words. Wayne translated and translated it, removing the flowery words of praise, and the meaning is roughly the same.

The goddess is afraid of tentacle monsters!

Anastasia continued: "Although I have learned the art of death, I am not a death knight. I cannot suppress this place with the power of death. At the critical moment, I need you to take over my body."

At that time, the Headless Horseman was still able to figure out his head, leaving a large amount of death energy to guard the seal. Time has passed, and the death energy remaining in the guarded area is limited.

Anastasia can control the breath of death through divine magic, but cannot create the breath of death, which can only be used as an initial defense method. When the death energy dissipates, it is necessary for Wayne, the three gods, to control the knight's power in her body to achieve the effect of stabilizing the seal.

Not seeking merit, only seeking defense.

"Mr. Mulla also said this. I had a question at the time, but Mr. Mulla did not answer me."

Wayne frowned: "Your Excellency Saint, what will happen if I use the three divine powers in your body and you lose your balance?"

"My mind would dissipate from the imbalance and I would soon die."

Anastasia was not sad: "Don't worry, my long wait will soon be over. I can hold on for at least half a month, enough to assist you in completing the defense task."

"You will be in pain after half a month. Can you really hold on?"

"Okay, as long as I persist until the end, I will be free."

"..."

Wayne shook his head repeatedly and put aside his last grudge. He must let this man live.

"Mr. Wayne, the knights don't have much time left for us. Please get familiar with my body as soon as possible. This is very necessary." Anastasia opened the black robe with both hands.

Inside the porcelain white shell, three magic stones shining with light of various colors are embedded in the chest of the magic machine doll in an equilateral triangle structure.

The three magic stones were crucial and instantly attracted Wayne's attention. He took two steps forward and said, "The shell is a seal that blocks my perception of the knight's power. When I want to use it, I can just take it apart for you." ,Yeah?"

Anastasia didn't reply. The body she had used for sixteen years still had some emotions.

Only then did Wayne realize that something was wrong: "I'm sorry, I have always regarded you as a normal human being. I only regarded this body as your magic prosthetic limb. I won't be so offensive next time."

Seeing that Anastasia was silent, Wayne rubbed his hands and said, "If you don't mind, I want to study it in depth. If nothing else, I can't resist the temptation of magic."

Times have changed, and the magic pistol cannot be regarded as innovative. It can only be said that it adapts to the times, and the magic machine doll is an epoch-making product of magic + technology.

It is indeed an alchemy, a prostate that has been leading the times.

Anastasia acquiesced to Wayne's request, standing still and letting him toss him around. Wayne carefully disassembled and assembled it, as if he had obtained a large-scale figure, with the light of humanity shining in his eyes.

Anastasia didn't say anything. The magic doll has the concept of touch. Although it is a false signal and not real, she has been accustomed to converting signals into mental perceptions in her 16 years of boarding life.

In other words, she can sense every time Wayne touches her, and her mind will respond differently depending on the severity.

Disassembly and assembly made her feel the pain of fragmentation.

Wayne didn't know this, but he knew that Anastasia was too unlucky. Her original body was repeatedly studied by him, and she was repeatedly studied by him after she changed to a new home.

She is so pitiful, I must compensate her well in the future.

At this time, a light curtain lit up, located in front of Anastasia.

Mura's face appeared in the light curtain. Because of the angle, Mura could only see the back of Wayne's head, squatting between the legs of the magic doll.

Although, Mura was still stunned for a moment, clenched his fist and coughed twice.

"Mr. Mura, are you going to practice swordsmanship today?" Wayne stood up, still wanting more.

"Wayne, don't do such a disrespectful thing. Anastasia probably didn't tell you that she can feel pain. You dismantled her, which is equivalent to dismembering her while she is still alive." Mura said with a dark face.

"Ah this?!"

Wayne's forehead was sweating, and he hurriedly got into the black robe, installed the dismantled parts one by one, and apologized to Anastasia repeatedly.

"Lord Mura, do you have any advice?" Anastasia asked.

"Well, let's talk about it later."

Mura raised his hand to cover his face. From his perspective, Wayne was getting into Anastasia's skirt. He knew he was thinking too much, but he still had to say something.

Too bad!

Equally bad was Anastasia's mental state. She was numb because she wanted to be free. Her heart was dead.

Wayne finished assembling and got out of the black robe, ashamed: "Sorry, I didn't know at first, it's my fault, I should have asked."

"You two should get to know each other, I have nothing else to do, just come to see."

Mura looked at Anastasia worriedly, and said to Wayne: "Leo, Delain, I are going to impact the projection space. You don't have much time left. Advance to the golden mage as soon as possible. Don't do anything extra at that time. Your task is to hold on rather than attack."

"I understand." Wayne looked solemn.

When he learned about the battle plan, he guessed the intentions of the three knights. It was hard to say what the situation was at the headquarters of the Sun and Moonlight Churches. It could only be said that the headquarters of the Natural Church was not worthy of Mura.

"Also, you know all about Anastasia's situation. If possible, don't let her be so bored..."

Mura felt very sorry. As serious as he was, he didn't know how to please the opposite sex. He heard from Delain that Wayne was very good at coaxing girls. Anastasia was the saint of the Dark Church. She was a little older, but she was undoubtedly a girl.

Mura hopes that Wayne can make Anastasia happy in the remaining time, even if it is just a smile.

"Please rest assured, with me here, the Saint will never be bored." Wayne received the task and said that he would definitely complete it.

Mura nodded and said to Anastasia: "Wayne is in your hands. He is not mature enough and will be impulsive. Remember to calm him down and don't do stupid things at critical moments."

"Lord Mura, I promise you that he will survive."

Coincidentally, I also have this promise!

Wayne looked at the stiff face of the magic machine doll, his mind diverged, and he sensed his mind amplifier outside the sealed land.

Yellow clothes, tentacles, pale, beautiful body...

Just wait for the right time to return it to its original owner.

The light curtain dissipated, and Mura's figure disappeared. He joined forces with Leo and Delain to go deep into the heart of the seal to find cracks in the projection space.

They had entered and divided Togugeye's body before. At that time, the seal was still stable, and Togugeye was in a deep sleep and did not resist.

Now it's no use. Every step must be taken carefully.

Moreover, the projection space projects the land of the ancient gods' followers, where there are not only Togugeye, but also other life forms.

Wayne studied the magic machine puppet again, this time very gently, and from time to time he made two Frank jokes to try to make the beauty smile.

The effect was average.

...

On this day, the entire sealed land roared and trembled, and a deep and ancient whisper came like silk.

Passing through the endless void, through the heavy fog, it reached the ears of those who listened.

Outside the sealed land, the yellow clothes were restless...

The decisive battle began!