Restarting the myth

Angel Kirar looked at the distance expressionlessly. When he heard the muttering of his ‘old friend’, his heart was not disturbed at all.

As one of the seven reincarnated angels who came to the world, his strength and status in heaven were among the best. After becoming Kerr, he lost his memory and lived only as Kerr in the world.

Until an accident, Kerr left Lendan to investigate a case and accidentally touched the holy objects of heaven, and Kirar's soul awakened.

He thus regained his memory!

Among the seven angels, he was the first to awaken.

After returning to Lendan, Kirar immediately realized that something was wrong and sealed his memory. He would only wake up when Kerr encountered a life-and-death crisis.

Somewhere in Lendan, Kirar saw the reincarnation altar of the Lord of Pride.

He tried his best to comfort himself, but he had to succumb to reality. The head of the seven demon kings of hell and the Lord of Pride of the seven deadly sins set foot on the world as a human.

Pride had already come to the world, but it did not turn the world into hell. Kirar did not know why, so he stayed in Lendan and observed secretly.

He wanted to know the purpose of the arrogance, which might be related to his mission in the world.

On the other side, the abyss across the line of sight.

Ferst hugged the two secretaries on his left and right, lowered his head and sipped the imported red wine, narrowed his eyes slightly, and cut off the eye contact with Kirar.

"No wonder you hid it from me, it turned out that it was because you awakened..."

"You are worthy of you, you have never let me down."

"However, you are too weak now, and you can't remind me of the happiness I once had. I will give you some time, and then we will play slowly."

"Hehehehe————"

Ferst smiled but said nothing. The second reincarnation angel of Lundan has been confirmed. Calculating the time, the seven reincarnation angels, no, six reincarnation angels should have been found by the Papal State.

These seven guys together may help him kill some boring time.

Thinking of this, First's eyes glowed with golden light, and the shadow of the Eye of Judgment appeared behind him: "Although I don't know why the seven of you came down, but now there are only six..."

"Do a good job, I hope you can ignore the difficulty I increased and complete the task successfully."

The Eye of Judgment looked into the distance and locked onto the last angel who had not been found: "So, who are you, what is your name in heaven, are you also my old friend?"

"..."

"Forget it, this glass of wine needs to be brewed for a while, and when the mystery is revealed, it will be very interesting for you to face yourself now."

First Julian.

The Lord of Arrogance Walking in the World!

He turned himself into a pure-blooded human through the reincarnation altar, and then obtained the evolutionary sequence of angels through the divine blood of the Windsor royal family and the golden rule of angels that he mastered.

The purpose is unknown, the motive is unknown, and now he is just a man who eats, drinks, gambles, and smokes.

Kirar was right to seal himself at the first opportunity. If he hadn't done so, he would have been captured by First on the spot, and then he would have become the unlucky seventh angel, trapped in many seals, confused and unable to find himself.

The camera returned to Kirar. Without the attention of the Lord of Pride, he stayed in place for a moment, his body shook, and he fell into a self-sealing state again.

Kerr shook his head. He knew nothing. There was clear stupidity in his eyes. He looked at his watch and cursed: "Damn it, it's so difficult to get a taxi. When did the country become like this? Traffic is a major issue related to the economy and people's livelihood. Doesn't the queen care?"

"I hope it's in time..."

"Don't be late."

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Wayne's house, study.

Dark domain.

Mona sat cross-legged on the ground as requested, eager to look at the divine blood in Wayne's hand: "Boss, didn't you say it would take a few days? Why do you want to help me evolve today?"

"Kerr has hurt me too much. I don't recognize such an angel." Wayne complained.

In terms of appearance, Kerr and Archibald are both first-rate. It is conceivable that other reincarnated angels are all voluptuous.

Wayne felt that he was misunderstood as an angel, and it was not without reason.

But Archibald was a qualified angel, while Kerr was far behind. As a reincarnated angel, Kerr's aesthetics were still in heaven. He must have only drunk half of Meng Po soup when he was reincarnated.

Mona covered her mouth and laughed secretly. She agreed with Wayne's opinion. If it were not for the irrefutable evidence, she would not believe that Kerr was a reincarnated angel.

Which believer could withstand such a test?

Anyway, it was impossible for her before.

Now...

Mona looked at Wayne and said something that was contrary to piety. Angels are not as pure as believers imagine.

Kerr, Archibald, and Wayne were all a little trembling.

Puzzling, could it be that they had been holding it in for too long?

"Aren't you thinking about something very rude?" Seeing Mona's playful smile, Wayne said unhappily.

Mona nodded at first, then shook her head after realizing what was happening.

Wayne pouted and raised his hand to pat Mona: "Let me make it clear first, evolution is irreversible. Once you step into the evolution sequence of an angel, you will no longer be a human being."

Mona nodded and asked: "Boss, can I evolve without using divine blood?"

"Oh, what do you want?"

"Like Juno, who is also an angel, I hope to get your evolution." Mona said loyally.

Wayne felt warm at the words and smiled, "No need to do that. My evolution is too polluted. You know me too well and know what your faith is. I can't lie to you. It will be difficult for you to maintain your self."

Mona felt that the problem was not big. If loyalty was not absolute, it was absolutely disloyal. She had already given everything to her faith and didn't care whether she maintained her self.

It made no difference anyway!

"Don't think about it. You are a clergyman. The orthodox angel evolution is more suitable for you. If you regret it, it won't be too late for me to help you evolve later." Wayne said.

Mona nodded when she heard the words. Seeing that Wayne was shaking the blood of heaven and was about to start the operation, she hurriedly raised her hand to stop.

"What's wrong?"

"..."

Mona didn't say anything. She stood up and took off her clothes and folded them.

These clothes were bought when Wayne took her shopping. They were of great significance. She didn't want to damage the clothes when she evolved.

Wayne saw Mona's thoughts, patted her butt, and gave her a kiss after she turned around: "Let's get started. If everything goes well, I'll invite you to a candlelight dinner tonight."

Mona nodded and sat down cross-legged again.

Wayne shook the sealed bottle shaped by his mind, breaking up the matter and exposing the divine blood to the air.

A few strands of bright red liquid bloomed the holy breath of heaven, pure and flawless, with a faint white and transparent light.

Wayne's understanding of evolution follows the simple and crude pollution principle, because his own evolution is flesh and blood pollution, so the method of using divine blood is also flesh and blood contact.

He urged the Book of Greed, and on the cover of the book, the big eyeballs looked at the small eyeballs of heaven, transforming their own magic power and spreading out the surging holy power.

Be steady first!

As Mona mobilized the power of the stigmata, her eyes turned into noble gold, white wings stretched behind her, and holy light surrounded her body. With the assistance of Wayne, the golden rule of holy words turned into a physical golden belt.

Three bands formed a circle with different diameters, rotating around Mona at different speeds.

Wayne waved his hand to push out the blood of heaven, and the blood turned into red silk threads, touching the golden holy marks on the back of Mona's hand. At the moment of contact, there was no pollution effect as Wayne imagined.

Instead, the golden rule holy words bands around Mona reacted to the divine blood.

When the two were combined, the golden bands disappeared, replaced by dazzling holy light, surging and boundless, containing endless energy and vitality, as if it could purify all dust and filth.

The sudden light bloomed, dazzling Wayne's eyes slightly, too bright, almost thinking that he had added white phosphorus.

He looked at the white fireball in front of him, unable to see Mona's figure, and his mind sensed to confirm that the other party was not burned by the holy flame.

"Mona, how do you feel?"

"Very warm, just like the embrace of the master..."

Mona's body floated up, her hands crossed in front of her chest, and the wings behind her slowly folded. The warm holy will made her squint her eyes slightly, and she was lazy and just wanted to take a nap.

The evolution of the blood of heaven has begun, and Wayne has been excluded. There is no room for intervention. He recorded the data with his mind while talking to Mona in a low voice, so that the other party would not really fall asleep.

Although, it is better to be awake at this time.

The evolution speed of the blood of heaven is much slower and more complicated than Wayne imagined.

The color of the holy light is unpredictable, sometimes golden and bright, representing absolute majesty and dignity, and sometimes pure white like snow, like the wings of an angel, representing purity and holiness.

Every time the color changes, it seems to contain a progressive law, penetrating the heart, cleansing the soul, and the momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

Wayne noticed something in the change. The progressive law should be a symbol, but he was confused about what it symbolized.

Perhaps it is the symbol of an angel. Angels have different attributes, and the Golden Rule is also distinguished by this. For example, the shape of the stigma on the back of Mona's hand. According to the Bible, each angel has his own symbol.

Wayne's thoughts diverge, guessing which angel Mona symbolizes now, whether she is more influenced by St. George or the nameless angel Golden Rule on the altar of arrogance.

After an unknown period of time, the progressive momentum gradually stabilized. Wayne sensed Mona through his thoughts, and saw the magnificent heaven through her eyes.

The holy light danced, like a giant dragon tumbling in the sea of ​​clouds, and the terrifying power shocked people.

About the position of the dragon's head, the golden eyeball pattern became clearer, and the Eye of Judgment looked down at Mona, and noticed Wayne's thoughts in her body, and immediately spread out boundless majesty.

The repulsive force that could not be defended and blocked made Wayne's thoughts gradually leave Mona's body, and as a result, the stigma on the back of her hand gradually lost its luster. As several cracks opened, this stigma no longer existed.

Mona was shocked. The stigma represented the connection between her and Wayne. When the stigma was erased, she lost not only the golden rule she got from Wayne, but also the contract witnessed by the golden rule.

How could this be possible? Too disloyal!

Mona refused to let the stigma disappear. She drew strength from her body to maintain its existence. The Eye of Judgment increased its strength. Whenever Mona reshaped the contract, it would erase it.

It went on and on, and it froze!

Wayne frowned at this scene, wondering why the evolution sequence of angels was so complicated. Suddenly, he thought of the possibility of possession.

After all, it was the blood of St. George. If there was a perverted trend of possession in heaven, once the pollution was successful, his secretary would become the ancestor of the Queen's family.

Thinking of this hidden danger, Wayne didn't think too much, his eyes shone with golden light, and he tried his best to activate the holy will in his body, mobilized all the golden rules of angels, and reshaped it into a holy spear with his mind, and crashed into the white fireball with a bang.

In his eyes, the Eye of Judgment was high above, and the momentum of destroying the world was like a violent dragon raging, the sky and the earth changed color, and all things trembled.

This momentum sensed that Wayne's mind had broken in, and it was instantly furious, turning into a surging violent torrent. Wherever it swept, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, as if it was going to swallow the whole world.

Wayne saw the bright red blood behind the momentum, the lustful fire burned the sky, and it seemed like a blood pool hanging upside down in the sky, with a horror and shock that could not be described in words.

The murderous aura was extremely heavy!

He didn't think too much, the holy spear went straight down, breaking through the layers of blockade of murderous aura, and came to Mona.

Mona's wings spread out behind her, with three pairs of six wings above and below. She struggled between her brows, resisting the pressure of the Eye of Judgment. She sensed Wayne's thoughts coming and raised her hand to hold the Holy Spear in her hand.

The cracks in the contract healed, showing her absolute loyalty.

The terrifying momentum that enveloped the world dissipated in an instant, and the Eye of Judgment slowly faded. After a faint sigh, the six wings behind Mona disappeared, and a golden cross light appeared.

In the center of the light, golden lines intertwined, showing the image of an eyeball.

The golden light merged into Mona's body, her eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes slightly, looking at the Holy Spear in her hand and the thoughts contained in it, her eyes were cold.

After a moment, she exclaimed softly and sensed something else in her body.

Curse from Hell!

Mona frowned, confused about the origin of the seal, tried to impact the seal to no avail, and closed her eyes completely.

The holy mark of the Eye of Judgment dissipated, and six wings emerged, removing four of them, leaving only one pair.

The holy flames surrounding the surrounding disappeared. Wayne took a step forward and caught the secretary who fell from the sky. He saw that the other party's brows were tightly closed as if he fell into a deep sleep, and a string of question marks floated across his forehead.

"If I'm not mistaken, there were three pairs of wings just now. Is St. George's level so high?"

"Fortunately, we kept it and didn't let him succeed."

Wayne sensed Wayne's contract, patted his butt and said: "Universe... wake up, it's dawn."

Mona had wings on her back, and apart from the pair of white wings, she did not show the anthropomorphic characteristics of the original angel. Wayne didn't know whether the evolution was a success or a failure. He only knew that this baptism came with a slight adjustment of the facial features, and the secretary was more beautiful than before.

Especially the holiness between the eyebrows, pure and taboo.

Mona opened her eyes, focused her sight, saw the face close at hand, raised her arms and hooked Wayne's neck, let out a lazy hum in her throat, and raised her head to move closer.

"Don't worry, check your body first."

Wayne's mind freely moves in and out of Mona's body. The person is still the same person, and there is indeed no evolutionary characteristics of an angel. From this point of view alone, evolution should have failed.

Moreover, the silver cross and golden triangle in Mona's body have disappeared without a trace, replaced by another balance.

Her mind and body are closely connected, and she is a balance in herself.

Wayne studied it, but he didn't understand it very well. Angels are not angels, and magicians are not magicians. He couldn't figure out her specific life form now.

Human appearance, with angel wings, pure and clear holy light in the body; human magician balance system disappeared, unable to strengthen himself through regular practice...

Very contradictory.

While Wayne was checking, Mona was also checking herself. She looked at the back of her hand at the first time and found that the holy mark disappeared, and her face changed immediately.

"Master, my contract is gone."

"No, the contract is still there, I can sense it."

"But the holy mark..."

Mona noticed the contract and tried to stimulate the holy mark to flash light, but she didn't see it anywhere, and she was very anxious.

"Uh, I think I saw it." Wayne said in a daze.

"Where?"

"..."

Wayne said nothing, waved his hand and set up a water mirror in front of him, letting Mona see it for herself.

Looking at the beautiful face in the mirror, Mona was slightly surprised, secretly delighted. Wayne was surrounded by too many beauties, which made her look ordinary, and she had always felt pressured.

"Master, I change..."

Mona was stunned in the middle of her words, slowly opened her mouth, and saw the golden stigma on her tongue.

It was hidden very deep.

Disperse the golden rule in the body, the stigma disappears, stimulate the golden rule, and the stigma appears again.

Mona wondered why the stigma changed its position, and looked at Wayne, trying to get an explanation.

"Don't look at me, I'm still confused, how do you feel, are you uncomfortable?" Wayne asked, he was very curious about what Mona's current balance represented.

Mona shook her head slightly, not feeling uncomfortable: "Although the golden triangle has disappeared, the balance is more stable. I am now..."

She didn't know how to describe it, but she knew that the power in her body was extremely powerful, and the endless energy seemed inexhaustible. Moreover, this power was still growing, although the growth rate was very slow, but she could feel it clearly.

"So, this is a good thing?"

"I think so."

"..."x2

The two of them stared at each other, neither of them could figure out the current situation. Mona opened her mouth, still entangled in the changes of the holy marks, worried that there was a problem with the contract, and asked Wayne to help him check it.

"I really can't do anything about you, let me take a look."

Wayne lowered his head and bit her, his lips and teeth lingering, and after a moment, he said, "I checked it, there is no problem."

Mona's body was stiff, and for some reason she was a little repelled by this kind of intimate contact. She thought it might be a side effect of evolution, and took the initiative to ask for a kiss in order to adapt to it as soon as possible.

After trying, the conflict escalated and turned from a verbal battle into a physical conflict.

During the conflict, Mona felt the rejection from her heart. She suppressed the discomfort and responded with more intense conflict. Soon, the disgust of rejection disappeared.

She's fine!

Wayne is fine too.

Mona finished cleaning the battlefield, folded the wings behind her back, and put on her clothes one by one in front of Wayne.

As a secretary, she became more and more professional.

"Boss, my body has undergone many changes, and I always feel like something is wrong..."

Mona put on her glasses and her vision was hazy. After taking off the lenses, her vision became clear.

She did not take off her glasses and reshaped her plain lenses with her mind. Firstly, she was used to wearing glasses and would feel something was missing if she took them off. Secondly, glasses were her specialty and she knew how much Wayne liked the way she looked wearing glasses.

Especially the condescending, sideways action of pushing his glasses with one hand, coupled with the extremely disgusting eyes, as if he was looking at the most rubbish student in the class, it made Wayne's blood boil every time.

Cross-dressing is optional, but glasses are definitely not allowed.

Mona put on the cross pendant and put it in the warehouse. After thinking about it, she waved her hand to her side and said in surprise: "Boss, I can open the portable space."

"Well, your thinking is very powerful now. It gives me the illusion that you can reach the sky in one step. Don't go to the detective agency these two days. I want to study you carefully."

"OK."

Mona nodded repeatedly. She felt a change in herself and was very puzzled by her aversion to being close to Wayne. She wanted to know the cause of the disease.

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October 15th.

Kerr worked hard all night and went to the hotel private room to confront Archibald. His love temporarily came to an end, and he could only live in London, thinking about going to the Papal States in search of poetry and distance.

Archibald rejected this kind of weird thing in his heart. If there were not reincarnated angels, there would be seven, one carrot and one pit. He would not accept this kind of thing as the same kind as himself.

Archibald did not express his dislike. In order to have a good relationship with his colleagues, he gladly accepted Kerr's invitation, put Titus in the hotel, and went to the Fallen Angel Bar arm in arm.

"yue~~~"

On this day, Archibald saw the new world and admitted that Kerr was more of an angel than a human being.

Nonsense, no normal person can bear this.

…

Wayne no longer paid attention to Kerr's situation. He was very happy that Archibald would take Strange away from Lundam. Today was Willie's birthday. Early in the morning, Willie pulled him out of bed and helped him dress up. Dress up and choose clothes.

Chrissy:

Why is Willy's birthday party held at her house?

Where is Veronica? She promised to kill Willy, why didn't she do it?

Come here quickly, she promises not to stop you this time.

While Chris was unhappy, she helped Willy make suggestions, choose clothes to match, and dress her up beautifully.

The senior sister is like this. She doesn't say anything about her grievances, she only feels sorry for Willie and Veronica.

As long as she showed any signs of strength, Willie would not be able to live in the Wayne House, let alone be carried into the master bedroom by Wayne repeatedly at night.

Butler Fura was appointed to prepare for the birthday party. He was professional and the layout of the venue made Willie particularly satisfied.

"Mr. Cushing, Ms. Carter, welcome."

Fula greeted Watson at the door, bowed slightly, and said with a slight smile: "You two, Mrs. Willie is dressing up upstairs. The sun is very good today, and the Valkyrie Knight is practicing swordsmanship in the garden. You two can go first. Have some snacks there.”

Carter smiled and nodded, secretly thinking that the housekeeper of a noble family was different. Even if he stood silently, she looked particularly happy.

Especially the title of 'Mrs. Willy', it seems that my daughter did not suffer any injustice after moving in.

Although there is more than one lady in this family.

Carter secretly felt helpless. She tried to persuade him, but he didn't. His twin ponytails were wagging like a rattle, and he would have to stay in the pit whether he lived or not.

Thinking of this, she glanced at her husband complainingly.

No matter what, it's all your fault!

"Cushing, Carter, you are finally here."

Wayne came to the first floor with a smile. After nodding to Carter, his sight was blocked by a steaming high wall, and then he was held in his arms.

Bang bang bang!

Cushing happily patted Wayne on the back. Strangely enough, maybe it was because of his good looks. He liked Wayne no matter what he liked. He didn't have the irritation of other father-in-laws who were being fucked.

If it weren't for the inappropriate son-in-law, he would have wanted to be friends with Wayne.

The screeching of brakes sounded, and two black cars stopped outside the gate of Wayne House. One on the left and one on the right wanted to get in first.

Veronica rolled down the window and peeked her head in to see who was so rude.

What caught my eye was a beautiful lady in a fluttering white dress walking out of the car with a pair of twin sisters.

The beauty's black veil covers half of her beauty, and only half of her face is exposed. She is absolutely beautiful.

Veroni: "..."f

At this moment, she recalled the fear of being dominated by Senna.

Shivering!

Where are the generals and advisors? Come to rescue them quickly.

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