Restarting the myth

"I can't be the high priest of the Oracle. You know me. My journey is in the stars and the sea, and power will only limit my progress." Wayne shook his head.

"Beauty won't restrict your steps?" Senna chuckled.

"On the journey, there are always some beautiful scenery that make you forget to leave. There is nothing we can do about it."

Wayne solves problems skillfully, but Senna wants to tie her to his side and make rough work. You can say it bluntly, there is no need to be so tactful.

Senna explained: "The vacancy of an oracle high priest has given many people ideas. I don't want to give away the power. I want a strong person to make them give up, so I chose you."

"Take a temporary job?"

"Yes, the titular Oracle High Priest."

"Then I'm fine."

Wayne nodded repeatedly. He had status, status, and was paid without having to take responsibility. This kind of good job was the most suitable for an insect like him.

Moreover, Wayne really needs a high-profile identity: "Get it done as soon as possible. I want to pay a friendly visit to the Dark Church as the Oracle High Priest. You are responsible for making arrangements and finalizing the specific time."

"Do you really miss that woman that much?" Senna was unhappy.

"No, the situation over there is a bit complicated. I want to go and take a look."

It has been three months since Anastasia returned to the Dark Church. One of the two bodyguards accompanying her was capable of carrying and fighting, and the other was not a fuel-efficient lamp. If they haven't found anything after so long, they must be in trouble.

If she was bolder, Idnes deliberately held back, not wanting Anastasia to find out the truth.

Most of the problems of the Natural Church have been solved. Almost all the conflicts have been concentrated in Prussia, involving the gates of hell. The crisis cannot be underestimated.

Wayne decided to go there in person and discuss with the Dark Pope Ivan during the day and the Dark Saint Anastasia at night. First, he would solve the hidden dangers of the Dark Church, and second, he would help the three religions join forces to besiege the powerful enemy Prussia.

Seeing that Saina still didn't believe it, Wayne thought and packed up a few pictures and sent them over, which made the latter quiet down.

"The God of Storm and Thunder..."

"Sky goddess..."

Senna frowned and looked at Wayne: "Goddess, your appetite is getting bigger and bigger. What is the way to the Holy See? Could it be some angel?"

Although the reasoning process was wrong, the correct result was obtained.

Wayne smiled, said nothing, and asked Senna to arrange everything as soon as possible. He has obsessive-compulsive disorder and always feels like he has long nights and dreams before things are done.

Senna nodded and was about to get up, then sat back down again, took out the Elemental Mantra and placed it in front of Wayne: "I don't need it now."

Having said that, his eyes lingered rather reluctantly.

"Leave it here, I don't need it, and neither does Mulla."

Wayne shook his head and asked Senna to stop focusing on work and spend more time studying the elemental mantra, trying to understand it thoroughly. Even without the blessing of the elemental mantra, she can also use dragon language magic as she pleases.

By the way, teach him these principles. Students of students also want to get guidance by words and deeds.

There is a huge amount of information inside the elemental mantra, just like the Philosopher's Stone that Wayne gave to Senna. He got the information law but was unable to make good use of it. He would only round it up and throw it out.

Although it is incredibly powerful and can still crush people to death, he is not satisfied with the status quo and wants to truly master this knowledge.

Thinking of this, the faces of Philomena and Anastasia appeared in front of Wayne's eyes. They were both excellent problem makers. They couldn't just let them move, they had to move.

The same goes for the sky goddess Sarothea. Although she is a fool, she has magical talent. Information about storms and thunder depends on her.

Senna took back the elemental mantra with great joy. The more she looked at Wayne, the happier she felt. She felt a sense of satisfaction at being pampered. She squinted her eyes and said, "I will arrange your itinerary. You are on a mission to the Dark Church as the Oracle High Priest. Remember Be restrained outside and don’t touch the Dark Saint. If someone sees it, it will affect the church’s reputation.”

How can you call it a move? It's obviously a challenge to your own weakness.

"Speak!"

"..."

"snort!"

Seeing that Wayne was silent and deliberately wanted to discredit the church, the pope was furious and opened the hem of his robe to teach the disobedient oracle high priest.

She also wants to challenge her weaknesses.

"You are crazy, you are the Pope!"

Wanting to perform the magnanimous courtesy of a gentleman in broad daylight, Wayne was frightened by Senna's madness and hurriedly held her down.

There are many people here. I will kneel down to you when I get back to the house.

"You three, get out."

Senna looked down with cold eyes: "This pope wants to discuss important church matters with the Oracle High Priest. These are not things you can listen to."

The deal didn't work out.

Wayne blasted Senna away, scolding her for her audacity and spanking her three times as punishment.

Because the negotiation was not successful, the artistic girl's face looked much better, and at the same time she was even more afraid of Senna. The old witch wanted to have an identity and be beautiful, and she wanted to be so embarrassed and flirtatious that she was more of a succubus than a succubus. She is definitely no match against her on her own.

For a moment, the eyes looking at Regina were extremely eager.

Regina was so scared that she thought of something and tightly protected her sister behind her: "I'm warning you, the boss has spoken, so you are not allowed to make any decisions without permission."

A good position is yours!

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That night, Wayne was wandering outside the Basilica of the Saint, wandering around like a gangster, and almost had a few words from the luminous script written on his face.

Dusha didn't show up, and Alex, his brother, grimaced and chatted with Wayne for half an hour.

Looking at his sacrificial spirit, he was obviously prepared to stand together with the Windsor people.

Wayne left with satisfaction. As for Dusha's performance of avoiding the plague god, she did not receive the same oracle as Anastasia.

This is good news.

Good news should be shared together. Wayne changed his way to comfort the hard-working female pope.

There were too many people during the day, which made the Pope lose face. Now he knelt down, hoping that the Pope would forgive the past and not make things difficult for him at work.

The female pope was still upset about the scene during the day. She put on the papal robe and trampled on Wayne's dignity.

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Ten days later, March 15.

Wayne was officially awarded the position of the oracle high priest. Pope Senna personally conferred the title on him. The church's senior officials came together, and the three oracle high priests also expressed their friendly attitude towards their new colleagues.

It's not okay to be unfriendly. This is a natural knight.

On the day of the conferment, Wayne received the mission to the Dark Church for a ten-day visit. Ivan, the Pope of the Dark Church, expressed his warm welcome in his reply.

He had to welcome him, as he was the lover of the goddess.

The itinerary was set, and they set off immediately.

Wayne went to the airport with light luggage, leaving Otilia and Regina behind to study with Pope Senna and practice their secretary skills diligently.

It took a total of five hours, most of which was spent at the airport. The poor flight environment made Wayne complain again, and he felt very wronged that he didn't have a luxurious private plane.

Worse still came.

It was mid-March, and for the Rosch Federation, spring had just begun, and the ice and snow had not yet melted, only the temperature had warmed up a little.

The earth was covered in silver, and the trees on both sides of the street were covered with crystal clear icicles. The red walls, golden roofs, and white snow formed a picture together, and the ancient buildings were matched with the snow scene, which had a unique flavor.

The locals could not understand Prussian, but on the contrary, they spoke very well in Prussia.

The Franks could not envy this.

The street scene of the Roshi Federation is beautiful, but the cold wind seems to freeze people's bones, which is very unfriendly to ordinary people. Pedestrians wrapped themselves tightly in heavy winter clothes, shrunk their necks, and hurried on their way, fearing that they would be caught up by the cold behind them.

The cold is like a cold-blooded monarch, ruling this vast land and exerting the most cruel autocratic power.

Wayne is the oracle high priest of the Church of Nature. He arrived at the Roshi Federation as a church envoy, accompanied by more than 30 people. The scene was really big.

The Dark Church showed respect and the specifications of the airport reception were also quite grand. Agents of the Roshi Federation could be vaguely seen around the airport. The official paid close attention to the meeting between the two churches.

This is the God-chosen Continent. Although the Roshi Federation has red blood in its body, it still respects faith. For example, the Heavenly Father Church also has a status in this land.

In general, except for the Heavenly Father Church, the other five mainstream churches are very low-key.

At least on the surface, they are very low-key.

The two churches of darkness and death are the most low-key. The former is low-key in behavior and habits. They go to the North and South Poles, where there are few people. The latter disappears collectively. There is no big base, only scattered small gatherings. The momentum depends entirely on the grassroots believers for love.

The Dark Church has a pope and a saint, and has always maintained contact with the outside world. The Death Church is completely secluded. The pope and the saint have not appeared for many years, and even the church headquarters has moved.

Currently out of contact.

The leader of the Dark Church who came to pick up the plane is also an oracle priest named Varvara. She looks about 40 years old, and she still has the charm of a black robe. The mature female charm is extremely moving.

Wayne is a little confused and doesn't understand what Ivan means by arrangement. In Ivan's opinion, he should be the little white face of the goddess of darkness in the world.

Arranging a big sister to pick up the leader's mistress at the airport is deliberately looking for bad luck!

Wayne was full of doubts, and Varvara was also full of curiosity. Before coming, Ivan had specially instructed that Wayne's identity was extremely special and must be warmly entertained.

Ivan's face was very strange when he spoke, with entanglement, helplessness, disgust, anger, and a bit of respect and fear.

Such a complex expression could appear on a face at the same time, which made Varvara curiously ask who Wayne was and worthy of the Pope's careful treatment.

He never got a satisfactory answer.

Ivan felt bitter, but he didn't dare to say it. Even if he saw the daughter of the saint and Wayne flirting, he didn't dare to speak loudly.

He had a hard time!

"Mr. Wayne, welcome to your visit. The Pope is hosting a banquet at the headquarters. I hope you can enjoy your trip."

In the back seat of the imported high-end black car, Varvara smiled and looked at Wayne. He was ordinary and nothing special, and it was nothing like what she imagined before she came.

It was a very ordinary young face, and I really didn't see anything special.

So, where did Ivan's fear come from?

"Ms. Varvara, is there something on my face?"

"Sorry, I'm being rude. I didn't expect you to be so handsome."

"..."

Wayne looked strange. This was such a bad conversation. Could Varvara be a professional diplomat?

Probably not.

Not to mention that the Dark Church is a legitimate church. In addition to the Dark Goddess at the top, the Pope and the Saint have extremely high moral qualities. With two role models in front of them, the people below will not grow up to look like the Natural Church.

Moreover, Varvara is a legendary wizard. Her status and position are there, so she won't turn diplomacy into a humanistic feature.

Realizing that she was a little rude, Varvara returned to normal and politely conveyed the welcome of the Dark Church and the enthusiastic attitude of Pope Ivan.

Wayne responded with very official words. After a few words of business, he changed the subject and said, "Ms. Varvara, how much do you know about the saint of your church?"

"Why do you say that, Mr. Wayne?"

"To be honest, I am from Windsorland, from the Landau family, and my father Austin has a high status in the whole Windsor."

Landau family!

Varvara's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and she kept an official smile and said, "So it's your highness. I didn't do my job well. Please forgive me for my negligence. The Dark Church will readjust the reception standards."

"No, I'm not a prince, and there is only one queen in Windsor."

Really? I heard that the queen became your father's lover. He lives in Buckingham Palace and beats the queen up.

Seeing the fire flashing in Varvara's eyes, Wayne understood that she was a gossiper and loved to eat melons.

Wayne cleared his throat and stopped the topic from going off track in time, saying, "I have the honor to meet the Saint of your church several times in Lundan. She is not a talkative person. She only knows how to work hard. She is a dedicated Saint."

"Your Excellency is indeed such a person." Varvara nodded.

When she mentioned Anastasia, she also had a bit of pride on her face. When she was young, she was instructed by Anastasia. The latter's erudition made her feel inferior. She admired this elegant elder sister very much.

Everyone was convinced that Anastasia was a saint. They would not think that there was any family power trick in this just because she was the daughter of the Pope.

"I know very little about the Saint of your church. She cooperated with the Landau family to establish a dark church base in Lundan. I welcome this very much, but I am not sure about her ideas. Can Ms. Varvara give me some advice?" Wayne continued to ask questions.

The effect was very general, and he went off topic again.

Wayne felt like he had turned on a switch in Varvara, who kept praising Anastasia like a fanatic.

To say that Varvara was an unqualified diplomat, she did not reveal a word about Anastasia's background, blurring the deep meaning of the Dark Church's layout in Lendan.

To say that she was a qualified diplomat, she was talking a lot of nonsense.

Once the switch was turned on, it could not be turned off. Wayne rolled his eyes all the way until he arrived at the Dark Church headquarters, and Varvara stopped.

If it weren't for the fact that he had just arrived and didn't know how deep the water of the Dark Church was, Wayne would have come straight to the point and asked where Anastasia was.

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Dark Church Headquarters.

Like the Natural Church, it is located in a vast independent space, and the portal borders the Chosen Continent. Wayne guessed that this is also a Philosopher's Stone.

It's good. When Ivan meets Ivan, he will ask him to hand over the Philosopher's Stone in the name of the goddess to play with it.

It will be returned after use, and it is guaranteed to be 90% new.

The headquarters of the Church of Nature is located in a continuous mountain range, representing the demigod's understanding of nature. The mountains and forests are superficial external manifestations, and the inner truth needs to be interpreted by the Pope himself.

According to this logic, the headquarters of the Dark Church must be inseparable from the night, just like the polar night of the frozen continent.

As Wayne thought, the headquarters of the Dark Church is hidden in the night.

As the night fell, the last ray of afterglow in the sky had long disappeared, and the moonlight had not yet risen, and the deep and rich darkness enveloped the fields.

In other words, darkness swallowed and expelled the sun and moonlight.

This scene is too targeted and can easily raise the blood pressure of believers in the Sun and Moonlight Churches.

The boundless black curtain covers a quiet and waveless Dead Sea, without a trace of wind. The wide suspended stone bridge is pushed open from the front door and leads directly to the isolated island in the center of the Dead Sea.

The headquarters of the Dark Church is above the isolated island.

The stone bridge is very long. Looking at the island from a distance, there is only a vague shadow, like a huge black hole, which blends into the surrounding dead silence, indicating that everyone who steps on the bridge will be swallowed by darkness.

Varvara did not let Wayne walk the whole way. After walking a hundred meters, he briefly introduced the beautiful scenery and took Wayne to the portal.

When he appeared again, he had arrived at the end of the stone bridge.

Wayne looked down, and the dark abyss with a diameter of more than ten kilometers swallowed the surrounding seawater. The island was quietly suspended above the abyss. There was no roaring sound of water. The black seawater quickly plunged into the darkness without splashing a single spot.

Everyone standing on the bridge couldn't help but have the idea of ​​jumping in the depths of their hearts. The short thought was palpitating, which meant...

Wayne was too lazy to make it up.

Whatever, hurry up, either give him the Pope or the Saint, he just wanted to find an acquaintance to ask for information as soon as possible.

The delegation continued to move forward and stepped onto the suspended island.

Different from the dark outlines outside, Wayne passed through the forbidden barrier and saw two light balls on the left and right of the sky.

The gold represents the sun, and the white represents the moon.

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He understood this. Darkness encompasses the sun and moonlight. This is the true meaning of the universe and the greatness of darkness.

The blood pressure of the believers of the Sun and Moonlight Churches rose again.

Wayne did not comment too much on the doctrine. Facing Varvara's self-praise, he said "hmm" and "ah" to indicate that it was all right.

He looked at the island shrouded in light. The forest was lush and green, divided by the river, with birds singing, insects chirping, and a few wild beasts roaring, which was no different from the nature outside.

A tall and solemn black building is located in it. The architectural style is heavy but not dark. Occasionally, there are magic circles with light and shadow rhythm, and the black is colorful.

The environment is great, much better than the frozen continent.

Anastasia is a rich second-generation, with a wealthy family. She has been living a life of luxury since childhood. She is definitely not the poor ghost that Senna said.

Growing up in such an environment, Anastasia did not develop the bad habits of being lazy and hating work. Instead, she maintained a noble character, far surpassing the dark goddess by ten five-consecutive hairpin bends, which shows how excellent she is.

Wayne nodded secretly, and the white moonlight in his heart became brighter.

The delegation went up the stone steps. Along the way, they saw many black-skinned elves, men with cakes, women with lipstick, all with long legs + black robes.

Unlike the Church of Nature, members of the Dark Church prefer to live in the form of elves.

Stopping and walking along the way, Varvara introduced many famous attractions of the Dark Church, such as which pope planted a certain tree, a certain courtyard was the former residence of a certain legendary wizard, and a certain riverside where the Dark Saint bathed.

The last one was not there.

Wayne was bored and made up his own imagination.

Varvara had a very good attitude and was friendly. Wayne wanted to urge her but couldn't disturb her. He came on behalf of the Natural Church, and an official meeting was necessary.

Two hours later, Wayne finally met one of the targets of this trip, Ivan, the Pope of the Dark Church.

At the same time, the charm of Varvara, who still had charm, was greatly reduced. The old lady talked too much nonsense, and Wayne had a headache when she opened her mouth.

Unlike Anastasia, Wayne felt very comfortable when she opened her mouth.

"Your Excellency the Pope, it's our first meeting. I have heard of your great name for a long time. I am very honored." Wayne took two steps forward and bowed.

The Life Alliance and the Black Death Alliance are at odds, but this is external. Under normal circumstances, the connection between churches has never been broken. Take a few God-chosen knights as an example. They work together to complete tasks and have a good relationship!

"Mr. Wayne, it's an honor to meet you here."

When Ivan first met Wayne, his attitude was neither salty nor indifferent, and he had the majesty of a leader of a religion.

The two met for the first time, and they exchanged a few courtesy business compliments.

Immediately afterwards, Ivan introduced several important people around him, all of whom were high-level members of the Dark Church and were Oracle High Priests like Varvara.

Wayne counted them. With the same level of combat power, the Dark Church had six Oracle High Priests, which was steadily suppressing the Natural Church.

"Mr. Wayne, you look very young. Excuse me, do you really have the cultivation of a legendary wizard?"

A voice that didn't fit in with the crowd came out.

Wayne tilted his head and looked at a handsome middle-aged man with a dark elf look. According to Ivan's introduction just now, he was an Oracle High Priest named Anton.

Anton looked at Wayne, with a flash of provocation in his eyes.

He didn't mean anything else. He and Wayne didn't know each other, and they had no grudges. He deliberately provoked because he was a disciple of the Dark Goddess, and Wayne was a disciple of the Goddess of Nature.

That's all.

"Anton, you've gone too far. Mr. Wayne is a guest. Your actions have brought shame to the church." Ivan scolded with a stern face.

He was panicking!

Anton, don't say anything. The Pope called you brother. This pretty boy has an extraordinary identity. He is not just a disciple of the Goddess of Nature.

To be more specific, Ivan dared not say and could not say. He could only stare at Anton coldly and tell him to shut up and leave.

Anton was confused. Ivan's attitude came out of nowhere, and he cast a puzzled look.

Your Excellency the Pope, according to reason and procedure, a friendly competition should be set at this time. The two oracle high priests of the two religions will compete on the same stage, and the host will win with a slight advantage in the end.

It has always been like this. Aren't you going to do it today?

Fuck you!

This guy messed with my daughter, I dare not say anything, if you want to mess with him, do it yourself, don't drag the entire dark church into it.

Wayne smiled slightly: "It's okay, Mr. Anton is quick to speak, I also want to learn some dark magic from him."

Ivan:

Thousands of words turned into a cry of sympathy in my heart:

"Anton--"