Restarting the myth

"What are you planning on?"

Wayne drove away from the castle and went straight to Wayne House. On the way, he was still thinking about the conversation with the Dark Goddess, analyzing it word by word, trying to decipher the other party's true thoughts.

The Dark Goddess didn't give much information. To sum up, the bitch god outside is very dangerous. She is different. She only feels sorry for Wayne.

Wayne doesn't believe a word of this nonsense, whether it's threats or inducements. He didn't believe in the Dark Goddess before, and he doesn't believe it now.

But what the Dark Goddess said is right. The goddesses outside are very dangerous, especially the Goddess of Nature. The path chosen by the five gods represents life, which coincides with the grand blueprint of the Goddess of Nature. On the road of evolution, he and nature The goddess is a companion.

Peers are enemies. Following the cruel and ruthless business war model, advanced hacker attack techniques such as stealing network cables will inevitably appear in the future.

Wayne believed that the Dark Goddess did not tell the plastic sisters the secret of the five gods' co-election. Only by eating alone can they be full. Otherwise, there would be too many monks and too little gruel, and the Dark Goddess would be left with only thin soup.

Still the same question, what exactly is this bowl of porridge?

Wayne asked himself, the evolutionary path chosen by the five gods points directly to life, is a universe that embraces all things, and is the pursuit of the magician throughout his life.

But this was not enough to bring about the end of the Dark Goddess herself. For fear of exposing her true purpose, she deliberately deleted Anastasia's memory.

He raised his hand and touched his beating heart. His greatest value was the Book of Greed, which the Dark Goddess could not possibly know, followed by the evolution route of the ancient god imitated by the original bloodline.

This is a misunderstanding. Ordinary magicians cannot see through the truth, but the Dark Goddess must know it.

Wayne did imitate the ancient god, but he was never of the original bloodline and had no blood relationship at all. Strictly speaking, it was the Book of Greed that plundered the knowledge in the void, allowing him to see the true meaning of life at the initial stage of his journey to magic.

All life comes from void!

Because the Ancient God is the most powerful being in the void, he becomes more and more like the Ancient God, and because of the plug-in "The Book of Greed", he can imitate the Ancient God perfectly.

"No, this is just my wishful thinking. I can only see so much, so I have this idea."

Wayne murmured to himself that the Dark Goddess' vision was undoubtedly much higher than his. Looking down from a high position, she could see the blind spots that he couldn't see.

His evolution may be more advanced, and because he is exactly the same, he is considered by the goddess to be an ancient god.

It's a coincidence!

Wayne thought of the information revealed by the Dark Goddess. The Heavenly Father was at the forefront of evolution, surpassing the five major goddesses. The painting style of the angels pointed directly at the descendants of the ancient gods.

The Heavenly Father's evolutionary route is that of the ancient gods, which may have succeeded, declaring the evolution of the Life Alliance to be a complete failure, causing the Life Alliance to collapse from within, and the Plastic Sisters to separate and go their separate ways.

Now, the goddess of nature is also leading the way, doubling the pressure on the other four goddesses.

As a result, he, a weak 'ancient god', immediately attracted the strong attention of the Dark Goddess...

"That's not right. Even if the Life Alliance collapses, the overall framework is still right. The alliance's pursuit is not wrong. Life should be like this, and the universe should accommodate all things..."

"Because the goddess of nature blocked the way, the darkness found another way and chose the same path as the Father?"

"No, this road is also blocked by Heavenly Father..."

"Oh, there is more than one ancient god. Heavenly Father has blocked one road, but there is another way to go."

Wayne muttered various analyses, and roughly confirmed that the Dark Goddess really wanted his body, and the lie about the five gods co-selecting her was just to make him relax his vigilance.

Updated question, how did the Dark Goddess obtain his evolution and risk being contaminated by him?

"You can't say that. After all, she is a goddess. She has been at the top for so many years, and her own strength is unfathomable. She must have a way to maintain her independence..."

"So, when will she come?"

Wayne couldn't help but wonder, if his flesh and blood desecrated the mind and body of the goddess, what would the latter look like, and whether the latter would be as unstoppable as Senna and Anastasia.

Because this topic was too blasphemous and disrespectful, Wayne was eager to try it. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He wished he could chat with the Dark Goddess in person.

He rebelled in the world and committed blasphemy in the Kingdom of God. Alston's evaluation of him was full of rebellion and was very objective and fair.

"That's not right. The goddess's vision is so high that she doesn't look down on the body polluted by me. She only wants the original evolution..."

"That's me."

"She wants to seize the body?!"

"It's still wrong. If you want to take her body, take it now. There is no need to give me time to grow. She is a goddess, not a devil. She will not be arrogant enough to increase her strength."

At the end of Wayne's analysis, his originally clear thinking became a mess.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that he does not have much time to develop and must become stronger as soon as possible.

The black limousine parked at Wayne's house. It was already early in the morning, and the housekeeper, Fula, had not rested yet. After seeing Wayne, she served a prepared late-night snack.

"Fura, you don't have to make a special trip to wait for me. Take a good rest. Your health is the most important thing."

Wayne ordered, and then said: "You may not believe it, but the Landau family has rebelled recently, and it has achieved some success. The queen's palace, Auston, can come and go anywhere."

Fola smiled slightly and only listened to the first half of the sentence. He believed it. The Landau family's rebellion was successful and they replaced the Windsor family as the new masters of the country. However, the second half of the sentence was too outrageous. He thought the master was talking nonsense.

There was no rebellion, it was the daily rumors that smeared Auston.

"So, your healthy body is more important than anything else. I need you to take charge of a larger family business in the future."

Wayne finished his midnight snack, took the napkin and wiped his mouth: "Contact Megan tomorrow and ask her to pick a manor from the royal property, preferably in the West District, and transfer it to my name. I will lend it to a friend to live in."

Another wife?

Fla looked at Wayne worriedly, tangled for a while, and reminded: "Master, you too, take care of your health."

"Uh, you must have misunderstood something."

"Master, is your friend a woman?"

"Although she is a woman, there is no such relationship, Fla, you have to believe me."

"Master, I understand."

You better understand.

Wayne muttered, suffering injustice, being misunderstood as a scumbag with a chaotic private life, not to mention how wronged he was.

He got up and went upstairs, passing by Willy's room, pushed open the door and didn't see the crime scene. Just as he was wondering where the person had gone, he saw the door of the master bedroom open, and stretched out a hand to hook him.

How ridiculous! The master bedroom is Chris's room. How can you be such a good sister!

Wayne was furious and rushed into the master bedroom to teach Willie a lesson for an hour.

After the others had a slap, he calmed down and started to practice.

…

On October 5, he went on a date with Willie in the morning and taught Veronica a lesson in the afternoon.

On October 6, he went on a date with Veronica in the morning and taught Mona a lesson in the afternoon.

On October 7, he went on a date with Mona in the morning and taught Willie a lesson in the afternoon.

On October 8, Wayne, Wayne, how can you always be obsessed with beauty? Do you remember that you are being stared at by the goddess? Do you remember your determination to practice well? If you don't sweat today, you will bleed tomorrow. You can't go on like this. Cheer up quickly, otherwise you will be locked in the basement by the goddess sooner or later!

On October 9, he went on a date with Otilia in the morning and continued to teach Willie in the afternoon.

Willie stayed at Wayne's house and enjoyed Chris's happiness. She won.

As the saying goes: hand hands loud louds.

Resources are limited. Under the distribution, if some people are full, others will naturally go hungry. Chris and Philomena are like this. They haven't even had a mouthful of millet porridge these days, and they are increasingly dissatisfied with Delain who is addicted to playing cards.

They know that if they don't drink millet porridge, someone must have drunk it. But Delain won't let them leave. He is angry and usually waits for Wayne to come to him.

Stop gambling, stop it, you haven't beaten him once!

Wayne has been missing these days. God knows if he has a new girlfriend. Anastasia can't bear it anymore and is drafting a resignation letter to resign from the position of the Saint of the Dark Church.

Since Delain came to Lundan, there has been no news from the Moonlight Church. This makes Chris and Philomena suspicious. They suspect that their knight is an undercover sent by the hostile church, and uses the reason of anger to drive the knight's successor to other churches.

Delain also realized this. After not seeing Wayne for a few days, this guy must be busy with other girlfriends. But if she took the initiative to find him now, wouldn’t she lose face?

No, even if it was out of anger, she had to win once!

————

Commercial Street, Wayne Detective Agency.

Mona sent away Sora, a senior spy of Frank’s Intelligence Agency, and called the little mustache to ask him to come to the door to receive the task.

Windsor’s MI6 and Frank’s Intelligence Agency directly connected, eliminating the possibility of middlemen making a profit, and also saving the boss a lot of time.

The boss can use the saved time to accompany the secretary.

Mona pushed open the office door with a little snicker, closed the door and flipped her hand to create a soundproof barrier.

“Mona, don’t do this, you are a pure nun, you can’t... Oh, you didn’t get under the table this time.”

Wayne looked at the secretary in confusion. In broad daylight, why didn’t you get under the table, why didn’t you get close to the philtrum, and did you still want to make progress?

Mona pushed her glasses, looked at Wayne with disdain, and reluctantly sat on his lap: "Boss, there is news from St. Paul's Cathedral that a delegation from the Papal States will arrive in London in the near future."

The mood was so good that it did not affect the two people's work discussion.

"The Papal States' delegation..."

Wayne was surprised: "What are they doing here and who are they looking for? The queen is still the Landau family, the current head of the family. Is the news spreading so fast?"

The news of the Landau family's purge of the court has spread, and it is still brewing in the upper echelons of London. Once Austin takes over the power from Queen Sophia, the news will be allowed to spread completely.

Of course, for the ignorant lower class, the queen is still the queen, but there is an invisible prince who is not allowed to see the light around her.

"Not sure. With the intelligence capabilities of the Papal States, they should know about the changes in Windsor."

Mona said: "You are a reincarnated angel. The envoys of the Papal States will definitely discuss faith matters with you. Have you thought about what to do, boss?"

Agree to the expansion of the Heavenly Father Church and regain the status of the world that once dominated the world in Windsor, or continue to implement the Queen's strategy and suppress the Heavenly Father Church and not allow its power to expand?

Wayne secretly said that he had a headache. Rebellion was fun for a while, but subsequent problems continued. It just so happened that Austin couldn't solve this problem, so he had to come forward.

He patted his butt and asked: "When will the delegation arrive in Lundan? Will they follow the official process or sneak in secretly? Who will be the leader?"

"It is said that it is divided into two teams. The official side is following the process, and the Papal States is in contact with Windsor to discuss the specific time of the mission."

Mona said: "Privately, several special envoys will arrive in Lendan in advance. The number of people is small. They are the core figures of the mission and determine the time when the mission officially arrives in Lendan and the topics to be discussed at that time."

The large-scale meeting will go through the process, and the real decision on the result of the meeting has been made through the small meeting.

Mona said: "Boss, you have met the leader of the mission at the Cathedral of Our Lady of Luzel. Archibald, the Pope's envoy, came to Lendan, and he must have the Pope's instruction."

"Archibald..."

Wayne nodded, and the face of the handsome guy appeared in his mind. In terms of appearance, this is the male version of Senna and Philomena, the ceiling of male appearance.

In Wayne's impression, the only handsome guy of the same level is Kerr, the tank driver with a strange aesthetic.

"Boss, Archibald came on behalf of the Pope and will definitely discuss faith issues with you." Mona looked at the face close at hand, with piety and deep affection in her eyes.

"Let me think..."

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October 12, London Airport.

The blond and blue-eyed man in a suit walked off the plane. His handsome appearance made several women around him fascinated. Because it was London, their husbands couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Archibald was not angry at these offensive looks. He responded with an elegant and calm smile. He randomly selected one of the couples to express his goodwill and ignored the other.

Wherever he passed, the conflicts between couples intensified.

Next to him was the slightly petite nun Titus.

Archibald was slender, and Titus, who was only 1.6 meters tall, was too delicate compared to him. She was carrying two large suitcases. The height difference was particularly lovely.

Soon, several men in black came forward, introduced themselves, and respectfully invited Archibald and Titus to get on the black limousine.

The car did not drive to St. Paul's Cathedral. This is Windsor. The current policy is not favorable to the Holy See. In order to show respect for the new royal family, the Pope's envoy chose to keep a low profile.

Being low-key has its advantages, which is convenient for doing things at night.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at a high-end hotel. In the private room on the sixth floor, Archibald met the target person of this trip.

"Mr. Wayne, we meet again."

Archibald's smile was harmonious, which made people feel like spring breeze. He was a young man with a warm atmosphere. Because of his outstanding appearance and high position at a young age, Wayne couldn't help but contact the hell joke of the Holy See.

Is there a possibility that the church is a firm nun on the surface, but in fact it is not averse to little boys?

"Mr. Archibald, it's nice to see you in London."

The two shook hands, and Wayne glanced at Sister Titus, whose eyebrows were clear and exquisite, less ignorant than when they first met, and immediately showed a meaningful smile.

Titus lowered his head, and the tip of his ears turned red.

Archibald also smiled in the same way, but the effect was average. Mona neither blushed nor bowed her head, and her fall was very honest.

She didn't think it was a fall. What does serving angels have to do with fall? It's faith. Many nuns have no chance to do this even if they kneel down.

"Sister Mona, you are more beautiful?"

Archibald patted his buttocks. Titus came forward and placed two large suitcases on the desk. After opening them, they were filled with the goodwill of the Pope.

Wayne glanced at it and didn't appreciate the gift immediately. He patted his buttocks, and Mona next to him accepted the two suitcases.

"Mr. Wayne, I heard..."

"Too tired, you call me Wayne, I call you Archibald, it's not the first time we meet, there's no need to be so unfamiliar." Wayne said straightforwardly.

Archibald smiled slightly: "Wayne, I heard that the most authentic French food is in Windsorrendam. Can you let me see it tonight?"

"Sure, I will book the whole place to arrange a candlelight dinner for you and Sister Titus. I am being watched by too many eyes and cannot accompany you. I hope you can understand my difficulties." Wayne apologized deeply. He was a little embarrassed by the generous gift.

"It doesn't matter. Your current status is indeed different. When can I change my address to His Royal Highness?"

"Hahaha————"

Archibald is very good at talking. He unknowingly shortened the distance. After a round of business exaggeration, he said bluntly: "Wayne, I won't stay in Lendam for too long. If I can give the Pope a satisfactory answer today, I can take time to travel in the next few days."

"Faith?"

"On the one hand, what do you think about the predicament of the Heavenly Father Church in Windsor?"

"The suppression is too harsh. It's time to relax."

Wayne has the title of reincarnated angel, so he must give the Heavenly Father Church some sweetness, and Windsor should indeed usher in a wave of upgrades now.

Nature, moonlight, and darkness have all expanded their power, and death also has a death knight sitting in the death. There is nothing wrong with the Heavenly Father Church upgrading. Even from the perspective of balance, the Heavenly Father Church should be allowed to emerge.

And the Sun Church.

Buy early and enjoy early, buy late and get discounts, don't buy and get free gifts, the Sun Church will win this time.

"The Pope will be very happy to hear this news."

Archibald did not say much about the topic of faith. He had something else to care about. He said solemnly: "Mr. Wayne, to be honest, the Pope suspects that there is another reincarnated angel in Lendan."

You finally found it!

Wayne raised his eyebrows: "Do you have any clues? Can you find the other party?"

"I don't know. You haven't found it in Lendan for so long, not to mention us who are far away in the Papal States..."

Archibald shook his head slightly, and then said: "The Pope hopes that you can find this angel who has lost his memory. The mystery of this war is too big. The Pope has had several nightmares. Every time, the gate of hell has opened. There is not much time left for us to open it in the human world.”

At the mention of the Gate of Hell, Mona's expression changed, her eyes filled with disgust, and Wayne's expression also changed accordingly.

No matter how much dark history the Heavenly Father Church has, whether angels really represent justice, the hell side is definitely evil. He frowned and said: "Archibald, you also said that I didn't notice it in Lundan for so long. As a true reincarnated angel, I’m afraid I won’t be able to complete this task.”

"There is a Golden Rule Bible in the gift. You can try it more." Archibald didn't have much choice.

"It's too dangerous. What if someone is killed?"

Wayne frowned. The Angel's Golden Rule in the Bible is as dangerous as the knight's artifact. Ordinary people cannot withstand the test. If you find the wrong person, you will end up dead.

Archibald shook his head: "Compared to the disaster sweeping the entire world, the Pope is willing to sacrifice some people. In addition, the reincarnated angel has been in the world for a long time. It should show the appearance of an angel and check carefully. No Tragedy will happen as you imagine.”

"In addition, the Pope asked me to convey a request to you. Frank's Paris has been very uneasy recently, and the smell of the devil is getting stronger and stronger. In the Pope's dream, Paris is the place where the door to hell is opened the most times."

Archibald said: "Several angels are already preparing to go to Paris to investigate. Have you considered participating?"

I would like to, but the Headless Horseman is still squatting there!

Wayne shook his head regretfully: "I can't leave Lundan now. When I find the reincarnated angel, maybe he can go to Paris to assist in the investigation."

After thinking about it, Wayne provided a piece of information: "Some time ago, Lundan was invaded by demons from hell. They came from Paris, and the death knight was also involved..."

"The masters of the three familiars are the Blood Tyrant, the Night Tyrant, and the Abyss Spider Queen..."

"There is more than one devil entrenched in Paris. Please tell the Pope, don't take action easily if you are not completely sure."

"..."

The two discussed the situation of Paris. Archibald obtained a lot of precious information and secretly said that the trip was worthwhile. Wayne was also very satisfied. If a few reincarnated angels could capture the underground tomb, he would not have to face the inhumane. The first knight.

"The Pope has another question..."

Archibald looked at Wayne and asked doubtfully: "There are too many churches that support the Landau family and are very close to the goddess's chosen knights. Is there any explanation here?"

You, a reincarnated angel, why are you so close to the chosen knight if you don't play with angels?

Playing cards?

"Tell the Pope that I have my own thoughts, which are related to the faith of the entire God's Chosen Continent. I can't say it clearly now." Wayne shook his head and pretended to be mysterious.

"Wayne, this makes it difficult for me to reply to the Pope. Just give me any reason. I'm just an errand boy. Don't make it too difficult for me." Archibald said with a bitter smile.

"Let's just say that I am planning to break into the Life Alliance. It has already had a certain effect. Maybe I can really disintegrate them from the inside." Wayne said perfunctorily.

"Well, I personally suggest that you target the devil and hell, be it the Life Alliance, Death or the Dark Church. They are just remnants of the era and cannot be considered real enemies." Archibald said.

"You can't say that. What if they join forces with the Demon King?"

"Okay, if you insist, I will reply to the Pope like this."

The two chatted for a long time in the private room. After enjoying afternoon tea, Wayne took Mona and left. Archibald stood in front of the window, looking at the River Tame not far away, with golden light surging in his eyes.

"Heaven's blood..."

"Dragon Kingdom!"

"Wayne, did you get these powers?"

Archibald murmured, with a flash of envy in his eyes. He had wanted these things for a long time, but it was a pity that Wayne had completed his rebellion.

Presumably, the Blood of Heaven and the Kingdom of Dragons have been taken away by Wayne, completing the Angel's complete transformation.

Of course, exceptions are not excluded, after all, the secrets Wayne knows are limited.

The real secret treasure may still be there.

"Titus, I'm going out tonight. You dress up like me and go to the theater to pick up girls, but you're not allowed to bring them back, let alone kiss them. Do you understand?"