Restarting the myth

The holy light in Mona's eyes was pure, the holy will was majestic, and the powerful holy light faith magic attainments were definitely not fake. This might not prove that the two were from the Papal States, but the powerful punching power they showed was enough to shut Raymond up.

"What are you two going to investigate?" Raymond asked with his head down, his tone extremely respectful.

Other clergy left one after another, some of them in a hurry. Wayne saw it, but did not say anything. He took out the pamphlet of the Holy Church, showed his leadership and scolded: "What's the matter with this Holy Church God? How can you be a bishop? There is only one god in the Chosen Continent. Don't you understand this truth?"

"Uh, please listen to my explanation. The Holy Church is dependent on..."

"There is nothing to explain. It is heresy!"

Wayne spitted and scolded Raymond for two minutes. The latter wiped his sweat repeatedly. Seeing that Wayne was tired, he said with a bitter face: "You are a newcomer and don't know the real situation of the Holy Church. Please believe me, you will understand if you go there yourself."

"Okay, I'll give you another chance."

"Please come this way. I'll take you there."

Raymond led the way ahead, still with doubts in his eyes, curious about the true origins of Wayne and Mona, and also curious about their relationship.

The possibility of the Papal State investigating the envoys is not ruled out, but what does hugging mean? Where did the pure nun go? If I read it correctly, it seems that she touched her butt just now.

Raymond's eyes were clearly captured by Mona, and he felt ashamed for a moment. Recalling the past, he found the joy of being punished.

Since tasting the sweetness, Mona gradually got used to it. It has been a long time since she felt this way.

Raymond called several clergymen, and two cars drove the black car one after the other to the headquarters of the Holy Church.

In the night, the headlights illuminated the road ahead, and the three cars gradually drove away from the town and came to a barren field.

The night was dark and windy, accompanied by fog, and there were also wild ridges, which were classic places for killing and dumping corpses in textbooks.

The two cars stopped, Mona turned off the engine and parked. Wayne pushed open the car door and asked in confusion: "Bishop Raymond, where is the headquarters of the Holy Church?"

"In hell."

Raymond looked sinister: "Send you two to hell, the headquarters of the Holy Church is there."

Wayne sighed and asked: "Bishop Raymond, are you controlled by the evil god, or are you like this?"

Raymond sneered and waved his hand to let the clergy around him take action. Five or six people operated skillfully and took out the pistols in their arms and pointed them at Wayne and Mona.

"Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong, do you have any last words to say?"

"I think so. I just want to know whether the archbishop has also rebelled and how many clergy have been controlled by the evil god." Wayne clasped his hands together: "Look, I'm going to die, can you let me die with my eyes closed."

"You will know all the truth in hell!"

Raymond was too lazy to say more, or maybe he didn't know anything, so he waved his hand and ordered to shoot.

Bang bang bang!

Gunshots rang out continuously, Wayne and Mona stood still, and five or six gunmen were all shot in the arm, and fell to the ground with pale faces.

Raymond looked into the darkness with a cold face, his eyes flashing: "Harrington, you are here too."

"Raymond, there are problems with both you and the Holy Church."

Harrington walked out of the darkness with a sullen face, holding two pistols, wearing white clergy clothing, and a cross pendant hanging around his neck. The style of the painting was very stitched.

"Come well, just in time to kill you too."

The two looked at each other, pulled out their pistols and shot at each other. After running out of bullets, they began to compete in holy light magic. As silver mages, the special effects were very ordinary, which stunned Wayne who was watching.

He thought he was the protagonist.

Although Raymond was the bishop of the church, his high administrative level did not mean that he had strong magical attainments. He was no match for Harrington in terms of hard power. After a few moves, he was forced to retreat to the scarecrow in the field.

The white clergyman's robe was cut by the wind blade, half of it was stained with blood. He roared in his throat, his body suddenly expanded, and the whole person twisted into a ball, merging with the scarecrow behind him.

The scarecrow was three meters tall, tall and twisted, with a huge and abnormally large head and slender limbs in sharp contrast. The eyes were two empty black holes, bottomless, and the corners of the mouth were grinning, revealing jagged sharp fangs.

A layer of pale skin was attached to the limbs and torso, and the fingers were like dry branches, with sharp fingertips like hooks. The rotten straw and broken hemp rope inside drilled out of the body surface, emitting a disgusting stench.

"This is too evil!"

Wayne raised his eyebrows and regretted that he was late. Maybe Raymond was a clergyman before, but now...

The followers of the evil god were polluted by the knowledge of the void, and there was no hope even if they were cured.

"Roar, roar, roar————"

A series of beast-like roars rang out, and the bodies of the gunmen who were shot and fell to the ground changed. They fell to the ground with their limbs on all fours, and rushed quickly to surround Harrington in the middle.

Wayne and Mona became spectators again.

Wayne blinked, the rhythm was wrong, and he was ready to snatch back the protagonist's script.

Before he started, the besieged Harrington took out a cross pendant from his arms, muttered something, and the white robe shone with golden light, forming a golden cross pattern on his back.

The combat uniform of the Church combines defense and reinforcement. The actual combat effect is excellent and is well received by the clergy.

After getting the amplification, Harrington waved his hand and held a holy light gun. Fighting against the beast-like wolves and the weird scarecrow, the two sides fought back and forth, and it was hard to tell who was the winner, and they fought to a 50-50 draw.

It took a full ten minutes.

"Not bad, at least the endurance is very strong."

Wayne made a comment, narrowed his eyes slightly, and dispersed the distractions in his thoughts.

A pervasive whisper rang in the ears of the wolves and the scarecrow. Affected by this sound, the mutated pale flesh could not maintain stability, and the foam collapsed and melted. Harrington shot them one by one, stabbing them all to the core.

Harrington was exhausted. He was panting like a dog after a battle. Seeing that Wayne and Mona were still there, he frowned and stepped forward: "You two, I just heard that you said you were from the Papal State. What's the matter? Evidence?"

Wayne patted his butt, and Mona's eyes glowed golden.

"This only proves that you are golden mages..."

Harrington shook his head slightly, and out of respect for the Golden Mage, said no more in the middle of the sentence.

"Well, since you have seen it, we will not act. We are from St. Paul's Cathedral in London. We are members of the church's tactical team. We were ordered by Archbishop Gunther to investigate the recent rise of several sects." Wayne said sincerely.

Harrington compared the strength of both sides and chose to believe with difficulty. He frowned and said: "I was a member of the Guardian Knights of St. Patrick's Cathedral in Durin. I was sent here by the archbishop to prepare to take over Raymond's bishop position. I just arrived. how long……"

Harrington described the sudden rise of the Templar Church and the indifference of St. Patrick's Cathedral. He paused and continued: "I don't know if the Archbishop has become a minion of the evil god like Raymond. I would like to remind both of you. "The archbishop is a powerful legendary mage. If he falls, the cultivation of the two golden mages cannot cope with the crisis here. Leave now before it's too late."

"What about you?"

"I still need to investigate again, at least to determine the true purpose of the Holy Church and the identity of the Holy Church. Otherwise, it is impossible to convey accurate information to the outside world based on mere speculation." Harrington said.

"How many people are as sane as you?"

"It's hard to say, I can only believe in myself now."

Harrington picked up the guns on the ground, filled his ammunition magazine, and prepared to visit the Templar headquarters at night to collect as much useful intelligence as possible.

He was not sure whether Wayne and Mona were members of the Holy See, so he did not submit an application to form a team and drove away in one of the cars.

"Let's go, clean up all the hidden dangers, and unplug the Templar Church tonight."

Wayne had almost collected all the intelligence, and said to Mona in the car: "Let go later, don't be merciful, do everything as soon as possible, get rid of the Holy Church, and return to the city of Dulin immediately. I want to go to the Holy Church." Patrick, look at it, the archbishop here has a big problem.”

Mona's eyes bloomed with golden light, and the car drove straight to the Templar Church headquarters as fast as possible.

The good news is that the egg processing plant is near the headquarters and can be served in one pot.

…

The headquarters of the Holy Church is located in the west of Ford Town. It was originally the ancestral home of a down-and-out nobleman. After renovation, it became the headquarters of the Holy Church. There is a lot of wasteland around it, and a temporary chicken farm was built.

There are too many momentums, and the rush is obviously in a hurry, so the configuration in all aspects is not as formal as that of the Earth Center Sect, and it has the attitude of a grass-roots team.

Fortunately, the eggs were distributed quickly, so he quickly gained a large number of devout believers.

If you have eggs, you have faith. If you don't have eggs... wait until you have eggs tomorrow.

Food is the most important thing for the people, and the people's beliefs are so simple and unpretentious.

Harrington was worried about alerting the enemy, so he stopped the car far away, followed the prepared investigation route, and came to the backyard of the Temple Church headquarters. He turned over lightly and fell into the fence.

Looking up, two figures seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Wayne and Mona.

Harrington:==(|||)

He trembled with fright, almost thinking that he had been exposed as soon as he sneaked in. He lowered his voice and said, "How come you two are here, and... so fast."

"There is a shortcut, we investigated during the day."

Wayne explained enthusiastically and waved his hand for Mona to go in and deal with it. He stayed behind and stayed behind. Unless something unexpected happened, he would not take action tonight.

Wayne's chest also seals part of the Dark Goddess's thoughts. Wayne's life level is stronger than that of the Dark Goddess, but his strength is too far away from the goddess, so even part of the goddess's thoughts will still cost him a lot.

Moreover, Wayne's goal is not just to seal it, he wants to completely turn this part of his mind into his own shape.

Just like Senna!

The Dark Goddess's mind understood Wayne's thoughts, and the two sides continued to push and pull, turning into a protracted war.

Because the Dark Goddess underestimated the enemy, or was too confident, she took the initiative to accept the contamination, causing this part of her thinking to lose the possibility of maintaining its original state, and her defeat was a foregone conclusion.

How long the protracted war can last depends on how long she can persist.

The Dark Goddess has many tricks. Faced with the irreversible pollution and Wayne's sinister intentions written on her face, she sealed her will and formed a turtle shell defense formation.

Almost all of Wayne's strength is used to pry open the turtle shell. As long as he succeeds, this part of his mind can be flattened and rounded. Maybe he can gain more knowledge and secrets of past history through this part of his mind. .

There are so many benefits and he won’t give up on anything.

In addition, Wayne learned an important piece of information from Anastasia that was not a secret.

Gods cannot directly enter the God's Chosen Continent.

Neither the Dark Goddess nor other goddesses, including their followers, can directly enter the Chosen Continent and can only come in the form of thoughts.

There are many choices for coming, such as saints of the church, holy spirits with special constitutions, etc.

It is certain that the goddesses once walked freely in the God's Chosen Continent and fought a war of faith. By the way, they sealed Togu Geye, the descendant of the ancient god, in the Frozen Continent.

For unknown reasons, it cannot come now.

Anastasia didn't know the specific reason, but she guessed it had something to do with Heavenly Father. Heavenly Father had unified the faith of God's Chosen Continent. This might be the key.

The reason why it is said to be speculation rather than 100% confirmed is because angels from heaven cannot descend directly and must enter the human world through reincarnation or descent through thinking.

Wayne was full of curiosity and intensified his efforts to conquer the mind of the Dark Goddess. He was very curious about the past and wanted to know the whole truth.

Calculating the time, he would be able to pry open the turtle shell in less than a month, and also pry open the mouth of the Dark Goddess.

Closer to home, Wayne can't do anything without using his strength now. He will take his secretary Mona with him wherever he goes. The latter holds a cross and the Holy Spear of Heaven. With the guidance of evolution, his own strength has expanded rapidly. He is a very qualified person. thug.

Wayne compared it and found that it was enough to deal with the former Lord of the Void. If the so-called Holy Temple God and the Lord of the Void were equally powerful, he could not be Mona's opponent.

Seeing Wayne wandering around and walking as if he was visiting, Harrington called him unreliable. He was about to say something, but suddenly realized that he didn't even know the names of Wayne and Mona.

It's mysterious and there must be something weird about it.

boom! ! !

White light pillars soared into the sky, and huge beams of light penetrated into the dark sky. The strong light shone in all directions, rendering the entire night into day.

Harrington opened his mouth wide and looked up at the angel with the holy spear in his hand and wings on his back. The surging holy power made him unable to speak a complete sentence.

"Angel……"

Generally speaking, clergy at the Golden Mage level can condense a pair of small wings for themselves and start the initial angel evolution sequence.

These wings are light wings of pure energy. Only descending angels can condense nearly physical wings behind their backs because of the pure and powerful holy light.

That is the wings behind Mona.

Mona's expressionless face flashed through Harrington's mind, and he was very convinced that the other person was an angel who had descended into the world.

He had seen this scene in St. Patrick's Cathedral. The archbishop held a Bible and summoned angels to descend into the body of the Holy Spirit. The angels who came to earth were also so cold and expressionless, not caring about anything except the devil.

"If she is an angel, then you..."

Harrington suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are Archbishop Gunther of St. Paul's Cathedral. I was rude and failed to recognize you before."

"I'm not Gunther."

"Are you really from the Papal States and an investigator sent by the Pope?"

Harrington's eyes lit up. Thanks to the blessing of the Papal State, Wayne's unattractive appearance instantly turned into a casual, lazy temperament, sanctified, and full of the majesty of the savior.

"You might as well be brave and try again and keep guessing."

"The next one is an angel..."

"Steamed buns, don't I look like you?"

"..."

This is not a question of resemblance, your expression is too lively.

Harrington smiled coquettishly and refused to go deeper into the topic. He looked up at Mona again and shot each cultist across the field. No one could compete with her.

Boom!

Behind the headquarters of the Holy Church, in a temporary chicken farm shack, a huge tentacle rises from the ground. The level of spectacle and terror is jaw-dropping.

This tentacle stood in the darkness, soaring into the sky, as if it was going to pierce through the layers of dark clouds and reach into outer space. It was large enough to sweep across the entire Ford Town in an instant.

The surface of the tentacles was covered with slippery and sticky black oil stains, exuding an indescribable fishy odor that was nauseating. At this moment, it twisted and squirmed, making a dull sound.

The invisible fluctuations dispersed, and the squeezed air became extremely heavy, as if an irresistible natural disaster was coming, making Harrington feel uneasy for a while.

Uh-huh!

White light flashed, and Mona threw the holy spear of heaven in her hand. The scorching white holy flames roared and exploded, and almost in the blink of an eye, the tentacles exposed on the surface were burned clean.

This thing is really afraid of fire.

The underground part also became completely silent after a shrill wail.

The tentacles came and went even faster, and while Harrington was still in panic, the tentacles were already burned clean.

Extreme panic followed by extreme shock and joy, he lost the ability to manage his expressions, looked at Wayne dryly, raised his hands and made some strange gestures.

Translated, it should be an exclamation like "Fuck".

Mona waved her hand to recall the holy spear, golden light surged in her eyes, her thoughts wrapped around her sight, she looked through the surface to the temporary underground palace, raised her five fingers, and a sword of judgment made of energy was projected down by her.

The moment the sword light left Mona, the shadow of the angel gathered and formed, with six wings of brilliance hidden. The sword of judgment was in hand, with a majestic and noble aura.

A wisp of loose breath made Harrington swallow his saliva.

Too strong!

Wayne also thinks so. Saint George is worthy of his reputation as a dragon slayer and a knight of the Heavenly Father. Just a little blood-guided evolution has brought Mona's strength to an unprecedented height.

Fortunately, there was a contract, otherwise it would be hard to say who would ride who.

Deep in the underground palace, there is a twisted statue that looks like the Lord of the Void. The moment the sword of judgment descends, the statue suddenly comes to life.

After seeing the phantom of the angel holding the sword, the statue paused its recovery trend and allowed its body to be burned by the holy flames until it completely dissipated.

The Holy Church's believer, the Holy Church God, did not choose to reason with Mona. Seeing that the situation was not going well, he ran away and left his family behind.

The last time Wayne saw such a decisive evil god was the last time, and he confirmed that the other party was not a golden mage. This style of painting was a proper legendary mage.

"By analogy, the beliefs of several other sects are also fallen legendary mages..."

"To be able to gather so much at once..."

Wayne frowned and strode outside the church headquarters.

Mona fell from the sky, folded her wings and followed Wayne. The holy spear pendant was hung on her chest. After Wayne got the Sword of Oath, this heavenly holy spear became her exclusive weapon.

"Where are you going? Wait for me."

Harrington hurriedly chased and came to the street. When he saw the black car starting, he hurriedly leaned by the window and asked: "The Holy Church has been destroyed, what should I do next?"

"We're in a hurry, now is not the time to talk about this."

"Then where are you going?"

"We're in a hurry, now is not the time to talk about this."

"At least tell me your name."

"I'm not bragging, I'm really in a hurry. We'll talk again if we have a chance. I'll definitely do it next time."

"..."

The black car drove away, leaving behind the ruthless taillights and a speechless Harrington.

Is it hard to say two names when there is so much nonsense?

Harrington shook his head repeatedly. The Papal State's style of conduct was too high and he couldn't keep up. After thinking about it, he decided to return to the church to see who was still awake and not affected by the evil god.

After two steps, he was surrounded by onlookers.

Harrington's scalp was numb, he looked at the curious and gossipy eyes, and swallowed hard.

He finally understood what time was running out.

"This is too skillful..."

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St. Patrick's Cathedral, Turin.

Archbishop Hodgson, the top leader of the cathedral and the supreme leader of the Holy See in the Republic of Ireland, stood expressionless in front of the cross.

He heard the chattering noise of a group of evil gods, asking him why angels came.

"Why do angels come? If you ask me, who should I ask?"

Hodgson's expression is sinister, and his eyes are full of ferocity, which is in strong conflict with the kind appearance of his white-bearded grandfather. As a martial arts sect in the Holy See, a strongman who personally directed the split of the Republic of Ireland, his kind appearance wraps up his heart. There is nothing wrong with being ruthless and reasonable.

It's just that it's a little too cruel.

After a quarrel, Hodgson's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly cut off the connection with the void. He waved his hand and took out a Golden Rule Bible, and recited the Holy Word of the Golden Rule that summoned the angels to come.

A crackling fight and noise rang out outside the church. Hodgson's expression remained unchanged, he was unhurried, and he muttered a spell in a low voice. The second before the church door was kicked open, he successfully summoned the angel who had signed a contract with him.

This is sure!

"That old man, are you the archbishop here?"

"People from the Papal Kingdom, something happened to you!"