Restarting the myth

November 2, night.

Ireland Sea, cruise ship.

Wayne had taken the route to the Republic of Ireland once before, crossing the Strait of Ireland, and his destination was the port of Dulin, the capital of the Republic of Ireland.

As the second largest city in the Federation of Windsor after Lundam, Durin has a rich history and cultural atmosphere. With warm winters and cool summers, and beautiful scenery, it is a rare tourist destination.

Last time, Wayne was in a hurry to go to Fast City in Northern Ireland to search his house. He did not stop in this city and only stayed as a transit point for a while. This time he took his wife and secretary on a trip at public expense and planned to stay for a few more nights.

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On the quiet sea, a Bayford family cruise ship sailed slowly. The sea breeze blew slowly, and the hull cut across the sea, leaving a long and thin trace.

The lights of the cruise ship flickered, and the overall outline was looming under the moonlight. These lights and shadows swayed with the waves of the sea, and together they formed a sparkling picture.

The sound of water surging outside the ship made people stare in the luxurious cabin.

"Chris, it's time to rest, you have to go to work tomorrow!" Wayne looked at Chris with a serious face, and behind him stood his loyal secretary Mona.

Although his expression was serious, as if he was guarding justice, Chrissy was no longer the free magical girl she had been. She could see through the sinister intentions at a glance and shook her head like a rattle.

"No, I have to stay up late to write tonight, and I don't plan on taking a rest!" Chris said in a strong tone, urging Shameless to give up her heart.

Mona stood expressionless behind Wayne, looking very much like Megan next to Auston.

Like Chris, she also felt that Wayne's idea was too shameless. Single fights were okay, but group fights were definitely not allowed.

Mona did not speak out her thoughts, did not take the initiative, did not refuse, and was mainly obedient.

She felt that she was probably sick. Ever since she evolved, she had been repelling the intimate interaction with Wayne. Before, this was something she would have never dared to think about.

Mona couldn't find the root cause of her illness. She was afraid of Wayne's misunderstanding but didn't dare to say it clearly. She decided to take strong medicine to suppress the increasingly serious illness with more intimate interactions.

Consider it a punishment!

Come to think of it, I'm still a little shy, which is quite depraved.

"Chris, staying up late and writing is not good for your health. Believe me, you are very talented. It will be the same if you write tomorrow." Wayne rubbed his hands and came forward, reaching out to grab the manuscript from Chris's arms.

He hurriedly flipped through a few pages. The rich content and majestic setting left a very deep impression on him.

To translate, I wrote a bunch of useless stuff. After just one glance, I lost the desire to read it. My head hurt after reading it.

Wayne hesitated to speak, hesitated to speak, and finally said tactfully: "Senior sister, have you ever considered changing the track?"

"What's wrong? It doesn't look good?"

"The structure is compact, the content is rich, and the concise writing style contains profound ideas. It is a very good love book." Wayne commented with a sullen face.

"Wayne, I write about detectives."

"One thing is, solving the case does not delay falling in love."

"..."

Seeing Wayne's comments, Chris couldn't help but sigh: "Just tell me, I don't have writing talent, right? Willie thinks so too."

"What does Willy know? Don't listen to her nonsense. If you don't believe me, ask Veronica and hear her evaluation."

"Veronica said your diary looks better."

Chris looked at Wayne faintly: "I want to borrow your diary for reference, but Veronica refused. You have written several books for her, but I haven't read a word of it."

It’s so sour, with the fragrance of lemon!

Seeing Chris's expression of resentment, Wayne skillfully held her in his arms and opened his mouth to make her happy.

Chris is no longer a magical girl who likes to listen to sweet talk. The magical young woman prefers action. Since Wayne is so good at writing diaries, why not help her with suggestions and realize her dream of writing a book.

With that said, he handed the manuscript to Wayne and asked him to help revise it.

How to change this, except the author's name, everything else has to be deleted.

Wayne blinked and said: "Chris, is there a possibility that the detective has delayed your talent, and you should change to a different type."

"for example?"

Cool article!

Look at the writing style of a primary school student like you, it would be a pity not to write cool articles.

Wayne thought for a while. The Shuangwen he knew was not in line with the current God's Choice Continent, regardless of the era background or social structure. It was difficult for Chris to copy... ahem, learn from it.

"Wait, it looks like there is actually one."

Wayne muttered twice, threw away the manuscript in front of him, and raised his eyebrows: "Chris, I thought of a revenge story with twists and turns and vivid plot, and deeply rooted characters. It is not only enjoyable to read, but also has great literary value. "

"Tell me about it."

"A story about revenge."

"The Prince's Revenge is already in the dark, and it's not as popular as The Knight."

"I mean, it feels better."

Wayne clenched his fist, coughed twice, and said slowly: "The male protagonist is a sailor, at the bottom of society. He has a very beautiful fiancée. Because of his hard work, his career is about to explode..."

"His success in career and love aroused jealousy. A group of people joined forces to frame him and sent him to prison. His highly promoted position was gone, and his fiancée was snatched away by his love rival."

"The kind-hearted male protagonist learned from the pain and decided to take revenge. In prison, he met elites from various industries and got a treasure map..."

"After the male protagonist is released from prison, the people who framed him have either become billionaires or become rich and powerful, while he has nothing but money and knowledge."

Speaking of this, Wayne paused: "The more miserable this plot is, the better. By suppressing the male protagonist, it can arouse readers' resonance and attract hatred for the villains. After that, the male protagonist will rise strongly and crush and revenge all the way, which will make readers feel refreshed."

Chris nodded repeatedly, and then said: "Teacher Wayne, I have a general understanding of the plot and character images. Where is the literary value?"

"This is simple."

Wayne grabbed the female student's hand, took her to sit on the bed, and put his arm around her shoulders and said: "Regarding this script, bah, I mean, regarding the literary value, we can dig deeper by exploring human nature."

"Teacher, can you be more specific?"

"Through the male protagonist The strong contrast between the character changes before and after creates a kind and tragic person who is devoured by the fire of revenge..."

Wayne's hand has been placed on the waist of the female student, rubbing his fingertips, biting her ear and saying: "In the early stage, he was kind and compassionate, facing all hardships with a smile, and firmly believed that hard work can make a difference. In the later stage, he is good at using conspiracy and tricks, good at controlling the weaknesses of human nature, almost omniscient and omnipotent, like a devil who has fallen into hell, torturing his enemies to death. "

Mona frowned, took two steps forward and said: "Boss, is this not appropriate?"

Chris nodded repeatedly. Indeed, the devil, what if he teaches children bad things?

"This is simpler. The last chapter will clear the hero's name."

Wayne waved to Mona, and after she sat down, he openly hugged her left and right: "The hero did everything he could to get revenge, and hurt many innocent people. After completing his revenge, his life suddenly lost direction. He looked back on his actions, repented in front of God, and finally left his hometown and disappeared from then on."

Obviously, the cool article Wayne plagiarized was "The Count of Monte Cristo", the famous originator of cool articles. The plot of learning superior knowledge and treasure maps in prison is similar to the plot of jumping off a cliff and picking up a peerless martial arts secret book.

Because there is no big stallion in Frank in this world, Wayne is not ashamed to copy it. If you ask, he came first.

Mona nodded. The ending of the confession and the lonely ending of the hero made the story look serious, and it did have some literary depth.

Chris also nodded repeatedly, asking questions when she didn't understand, and said directly: "Teacher Wayne, how should I describe a male protagonist who is like a devil?"

"This is too simple. You can copy the personality of the people around you. You must have met many bad people, so just follow them." Wayne suggested.

Chris looked at Wayne, blinked, and then nodded heavily.

She found the devil!

"You seem to be thinking about something very rude."

Wayne curled his lips. Since they were his own people, he would not pursue anything. Instead, he said: "I work hard every day. I have written my diary until 1942. With the large amount of updates, I have summarized a set of very marketable writing skills."

Chris's eyes lit up. Teacher, she wanted to learn this.

"Don't worry, let's talk about it tomorrow. It's late at night, and it's time to rest." Wayne's map has never been very long.

"..."

Chris rolled her eyes and pushed away the claws on her waist. She was going to the next door to code tonight. If nothing unexpected happens, don't knock on her door.

As he said that, he trotted away, not giving the pervert any chance to take advantage of him.

"Willie could have..."

Wayne looked at Mona, who was expressionless, and asked why he didn't hold Chris's hands just now. It was the secretary's job to play the villain.

Mona blushed slightly when she was looked at by Wayne. She turned her head to the side and gritted her teeth and whispered, "Boss, I'm going to rest too. You go to bed early. We still have to investigate tomorrow!"

As expected of you, you are getting better and better!

Wayne didn't know Mona's condition, and he was playing the "disgusted face" recently. He secretly said that it was great, rubbed his hands and stopped Mona.

The camera zoomed out. Because of the wind, the waves stirred up by the cruise ship on the sea surface were bigger.

In the second half of the night, waves x2.

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Durin.

The capital of the Republic of Ireland.

In name, the Republic of Ireland is still under the rule of Windsor, but it is well known that Windsor is not a human being. The Republic of Ireland is just a pearl on the Queen's crown, just a leek to be harvested, and the two sides can't pee in the same pot at all.

Sooner or later, they will separate.

Not to mention, the Republic of Ireland does have this condition. Its political influence and international discourse power are far less than Windsor. Its strength lies in the support of the Holy See of the Father. The Holy See of the Father contributed a lot to the establishment of the Republic of Ireland.

Wayne took his wife and secretary off the ship. Two black-clad bodyguards and drivers waited for a long time. He went on a private visit incognito and kept a low profile. He didn't want to attract too much attention. He asked the bodyguards and drivers to leave the car and drove to the holiday estate in the suburbs of the city.

With a large family and a large business, you can find the house deeds everywhere.

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Especially after the removal of the emperor's side, there are more house deeds. You can't refuse them. It's really worrying.

The Ministry of Magic had limited funding, and Wayne didn't apply for too much funding, so he only booked a suite to prevent outsiders from disturbing him. He squeezed out the limited funding and booked the entire floor where the suite was located.

Mona and Chris knew what was going on, and rolled their eyes without saying anything. Because of the double blossom last night, they blushed a little when facing each other, but their relationship was undoubtedly much closer.

While the two of them were cleaning the room, Wayne sat on the sofa to study the intelligence, took out the map, and circled four targets that needed to be investigated.

"Chris, are you interested in going out for a walk and appreciating the local customs and practices?"

"No, I want to write a book and I'm not going anywhere." Chris was afraid of getting hurt again when she went out, so she insisted on staying in the hotel to sort out the outline.

By the time Wayne came back from his investigation, she had almost finished writing the outline and was just in time to help sort out the problems.

Seeing his frightened posture, Wayne smiled proudly, patted his butt and said, "Let's go, there is a church that distributes eggs in a nearby town, let's go and take a look."

Mona nodded, put away the files on the table and put them into her portable space.

…

The Holy Church is located in Fude Town on the outskirts of Dulin City. The transportation between the two places is convenient and the drive takes less than half an hour.

Because it was close, Wayne was going to start investigating from here.

Mona was still driving, and Wayne was drawing on the map in the passenger seat, connecting the distribution points of several suspected geocentric cults to see if he could find traces of large-scale sacrificial magic circles.

Six-pointed star, five-pointed star, cross star, three-pointed star...

I tried them one by one and found no relevant traces.

"These sects broke out collectively, and they all emerged after the declaration of war. Rather than saying it is a coincidence, I prefer to believe that there is an organization and plan behind them. It is a huge organization with a large scale." Wayne looked down at the map.

"Boss, do you suspect it is related to the devil?"

"I didn't say that."

Wayne rolled his eyes at Mona: "Mona, you care too much about the devil. Whenever something happens, you will associate it with the devil. This is not good."

He continued: "There is an organization and a plan. It may not necessarily be the devil. It may also be a money-making operation of the local nobles, or a branch of the local Holy See forces. They use these cannon fodder to deal with the Life Alliance forces in Windsor."

Wayne analyzed all the possibilities one by one, and finally frowned and said: "The operation of issuing eggs is too similar to the Geocentric Cult. If it is really the configuration of the Geocentric Cult, it means that the evil god of the void has returned to the world, and there is more than one..."

Evil gods are generally divided into two types, the magicians who have fallen into the void, and the devils from hell.

There is nothing to say about the devils in hell. It is not easy to enter and exit the human world. Unless there are special cases, there is no possibility of coming to the human world.

Magicians who have fallen into the void are usually legendary mages, such as the Lord of the Void, Marshall. The Golden Mage is not yet qualified to fall, and his own strength is too poor. He was in a trance as soon as he saw the Gate of Truth, and had no chance to learn the advanced knowledge of the void.

In fact, the legendary mage cannot stay in the void for too long.

Because I want to make progress too much, the more I learn, the more I don’t know. I can’t stand the temptation of knowledge, I am addicted to emptiness and can’t extricate myself. In the end, madness and emptiness merge into one.

Few legendary mages can regain themselves after going mad and return from the void unharmed.

Moreover, they have already found themselves, which shows that they have successfully obtained the life evolution of the void, and returning to the human world is of little significance.

"Maybe it's for faith, more likely it's a sacrifice..."

"An organized and large-scale return, collectively searching for faith, and then sacrificing a large number of creatures in one breath..."

Speaking of this, Wayne's scalp went numb and he shook his head and said: "If that's true, they are no different from devils if they are not devils."

"Boss, what are you going to do?"

"First investigate clearly. It is a money-making trick of the nobles, so let it be made public and leave it to the Queen to handle. If the Queen can't handle it, she will contact the local Heavenly Father Church. There are still many pendants missing on the street lamps. It happens that the nobles and street lamps match well."

Wayne said: "If they are legendary mages from the void, it would be easier to go to them one by one and kill them all."

The plan is simple and crude, it doesn't require too much thinking, just the strength of the fist is enough.

Half an hour later, the black car arrived in Ford Town.

Fudou Town is far away from the highway. The streets are narrow and winding. Most of the roads are paved with bluestone bricks. The houses on both sides of the streets are scattered in an orderly manner, and the walls are covered with moss.

Quiet and peaceful, with a sense of refinement like an oil painting.

Like most small towns, the center of Ford Town is an ancient church with a towering spire and a huge square in front of the church.

Wayne looked out the window, his mind wandering, looking for traces of thoughts contaminated by the starry beast.

Mona slowed down the car. There were many small shops along the street, and she was getting closer and closer to the church at the end of the street.

Soon, several figures in white robes blocked the way. They were believers of the Holy Church. Each of them had a basket of eggs. They knocked on the car window and sent a pamphlet to Wayne, and asked if he was interested in writing a letter.

If you believe in it, just send a basket of eggs. It doesn't matter if you don't believe in it. People who are the same people of God in the church should love and help each other. Take two eggs back to express your gratitude.

"Four eggs first. My wife and I are here for an outing. We have nothing to do. If the eggs are good, we will consider trusting them." Wayne took the brochure and bought four eggs.

He rolled up the car window and let Mona walk around Ford Town and flipped through the book. The teachings were almost exactly the same as those of the Holy Father's Church, with limited modifications. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were copied.

"It's interesting. The Holy See is so overbearing, but it can be tolerated?"

Wayne raised his eyebrows, becoming more and more suspicious that these new sects were the work of the Heavenly Father Church, and they would be used to deal with the Life Alliance and the two churches of darkness and death when they grew in power.

Mona frowned slightly and said nothing.

Wayne played with the egg in his hand. It was no different from an ordinary egg on the outside and on the inside. With the magician's method, it was almost difficult to distinguish the real egg from the fake one.

Wayne is no ordinary magician. He can tell if it is a real egg by opening his mouth and trying it.

A ray of thought is injected into the egg to tell the true meaning of life.

Soon, the egg shook slightly, and the little eight claws came out of the shell, waving tentacles that shone like starfish.

The strange-looking octopus is shaped like a starfish, with eight boneless tentacles, which are much more flexible than a starfish. The mouth on the abdomen is a rice-sized light spot that moves rhythmically. It is its eye and also an organ for catching smells.

The little octopus waved its tentacles to collect information around it, suddenly leaped up, and rushed straight to Wayne's face. The eight tentacles embraced and tightly wrapped Wayne's entire head, and then...

sank in.

The white foam squirmed and swallowed the newly born little starfish.

Wayne's face recovered, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and commented: "Chicken flavor, in terms of ingredients, it is not suitable for the physique of humans in the God-chosen Continent."

The little starfish is called the Blue Ridge Parasite, which is called the 'King of the Underground' in the Geocentric Church. It is a starry sky giant with an exaggerated body size when it grows up, and is known for its terrifying reproductive power.

Its own destructive power is average. It is at the bottom of the food chain in the void. It is extremely afraid of fire. Because it is weak, it has added all its survival points to reproduction.

Although it is weak, the pollution power of the star beast cannot be underestimated. The parasitic ability of the blue-ridged parasite larvae is very terrifying. Once it hugs the host, it will merge with the host, and the flesh and skin are connected, and there is almost no possibility of physical separation.

Wayne explained the archived information of the Ministry of Magic to Mona, shook his head and said: "It is confirmed that it is indeed an evil god from the void, and it is very likely that he works for the same organization as the Lord of the Void. He found the headquarters of the Templar Church and their egg processing factory, and burned them all down at night."

Mona nodded. The devil is equal to the evil god, and the legendary wizard who fell into the void is equal to the evil god, so the fallen legendary wizard is equal to the devil.

The equation is established, and he is instantly full of energy.

"But I still have a question..."

Wayne looked at the church in the center of Ford Town: "It's understandable that ordinary magicians don't know the means of the void. The Father Church of the Republic of Elan is huge and much stronger than Lundan. Why do they ignore a lot of evil gods emerging in their own territory?"

"Boss, do you want me to check the church?"

"First go around the town, find the headquarters of the Holy Church and the egg processing factory, and conduct a field investigation to see where it is more convenient to commit crimes at night." Wayne was cautious and did not rush to the church at the first time.

If he guessed correctly, the clergy of the Ford Town Church had been bewitched by the evil gods.

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Dusk.

Ford Town instantly became quiet before the sun set, as if the mute button was pressed, and the whole town was silent.

The pale mist floating from the distant mountains made the atmosphere of the town even more weird.

The black car drove through the deserted streets and stopped in front of the church square. Wayne opened the door and got out, holding Mona's waist, pretending to be a newlywed couple and walked towards the church gate.

This ancient church has a history of at least a hundred years. After sunset, the church was not closed. Against the background of thick fog and night, the bright door gave people a comfortable sense of security, but also created a terrifying depression.

Wayne was skilled and bold, and he was not afraid at all. Before he reached the door, he heard the quarrel inside.

"Raymond, the development momentum of the Holy Church is too weird. Why do you stop me from investigating? What if they are servants of the devil?"

"Harrington, this is a place covered by the glory of the Father, not Lundan where the devil is everywhere. The Holy Church is willing to attach to us and has been recognized by the archbishop. Your willful behavior will only ruin the archbishop's plan."

In the church, the two bishops quarreled endlessly, and the clergy were divided into two groups. Raymond had a large number of people, and Harrington lacked helpers, and was soon suppressed by a group of loud voices.

"Raymond, you will regret it!"

"No matter what, I am the bishop."

Bang!

Harrington slammed the door and left. Raymond waved to the people around him, asking them to follow and not to let the people around him mess around.

After dealing with these, Raymond saw the newlyweds walking into the church. He was slightly surprised and stepped forward and said, "You two, the clergy are ready to rest. If you come to confess, please come again tomorrow."

"No, we are from the Papal States. The Pope has ordered that you can cooperate with the investigation." Wayne raised his hand and offered a tiger skin.

Raymond was stunned at first, and then shook his head repeatedly, warning Wayne not to talk nonsense in the church, otherwise he would have a place on the train of hell.

Wayne smiled slightly and patted his butt.

Mona stepped forward, and her eyes suddenly turned golden.

"Any other questions?"

"Ah this..."