Restarting the myth

Wayne quietly looked at the totem murals related to the evil gods. The magic reading material recorded that each of the evil gods in hell wanted to destroy the world.

In contrast, darkness and death only conflicted with nature, the sun, and moonlight in terms of faith, and there was no clear record that the two goddesses wanted to destroy the world.

Just listen to these words. There is indeed no clear record that the goddess wants to destroy the world, but it also does not say that the goddess will not destroy the world. One embraces darkness and the other welcomes death, which makes ordinary people more or less psychologically resistant.

Nature, the sun, and the moonlight are different. Wayne is willing to throw himself into their arms.

"Master, where are the councilors' thinking?"

Seeing Wayne staring at the murals on the wall without saying a word, Abo realized that the situation was not that simple. Doreen and other eight councilors manipulated the black forces to abduct young girls, which was not just a simple power-sex transaction.

His heart sank, and a glimmer of hope finally rose, but it was instantly extinguished.

Abo waited for the master's answer, hoping that he was overthinking.

Wayne didn't say anything. He raised his hand and touched his bald head. He turned around and came to the dining table. He slapped a sitting councillor away with a backhand.

The round table with a diameter of five meters had only eight seats. The seats were spaced wide enough for a dead knight in armor to stand.

But Wayne still chose to let the other party passively give way. Since there was always someone who had to take two more steps, why couldn't it be a councillor?

Besides, the other party didn't object.

The finger-guard was attached to the dining table, and a circle of dark ink spread out. The corrosive power representing death penetrated the bone marrow, and the large round table with a diameter of five meters was reduced to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After the wooden table disappeared, the magic array with a diameter of about three meters was exposed in front of Wayne and Abo.

The main body of the complex pattern was a pentagram structure, drawn with blood, corresponding to the blood totem on the wall, which was just a standard inverted pentagram.

As a symbol of protection and power, the pentagram is often used by magicians to cast spells. In a broad sense, it is believed to represent good friendship, piety, generosity, spirit, and chastity.

But if the pentagram is turned upside down, sorry, all of the above are reversed, which means losing good.

The opposite of good is evil.

The inverted pentagram is usually linked to the evil god of hell. Depending on the evil god they believe in, believers will add different symbols to the inverted pentagram magic circle.

The magic circle in front of them is related to the belief in blood, indicating that even if the eight members are not believers in blood, they have a direct relationship with each other.

The evil god of hell should be handed over to the Heavenly Father Church for handling. As a preparatory member of the Natural Church and a temporary holder of the Shadow Nightmare, Wayne is not professionally qualified, but since he is here, there is no reason to pretend that he has seen nothing.

Besides, he is a skeleton. Going to the church to find help in the middle of the night, it would be a miracle if the priest can give him a good face.

Wayne memorized the pentagram magic circle firmly in his mind, waved his hand and sprinkled the corrosive breath of death, the floor tiles fell off and collapsed, and quickly turned into sand until they completely dissipated.

The three-meter-diameter deep well was pitch black. Abo stepped forward quickly and looked down into the abyss. It was so deep that he could not see the bottom. His scalp was numb for a moment, and he hurriedly stepped back two steps to avoid falling into it.

As a beginner, Wayne only knew the basic magic theory, and he could not understand the complex magic circle effect at all. Facing Abo's eyes for a solution, he snorted coldly: "It is connected to a space channel. It looks deep. The minds of the congressmen are all below. They drink blood and get strong spiritual satisfaction."

Abo nodded half-understood. This is much more terrible than contraband.

"Master, can the space channel be closed?"

You ask me, who should I ask? Otherwise, you wait a moment, I will call the teacher.

Wayne didn't say anything. He had never shown his true face in front of Abo. He deliberately created an illusion that his master was not human. He thought it was interesting at first, but it became more and more interesting.

Wayne didn't intend to reveal his true face. He said in a deep voice: "The abyss passage has a mechanism to open it. If I'm not mistaken, the gang kidnapped the girl and sent her here. The congressman threw the girl into the abyss, and then... It's a bit weird. You can think of it as a bloody feast."

"Now that the magic circle is destroyed, the abyss passage will disappear soon. It doesn't matter if it's left alone."

It should be like this.

Wayne's basic magic theory is very solid. Based on the central guiding ideology of "everything changes but not deviating from the essence", he admitted that he had a gambling element, but it did let him grasp the key point.

Soon, a roar came from the dark abyss. Indistinctly, Abo and Wayne's thinking was disturbed, and a magnificent illusion appeared before their eyes.

In a deep sea of ​​blood, a huge figure raised his arms and roared.

Its body is as majestic as a mountain, and its surface is covered with green scales. The dense scales are bathed in sticky blood, shining with a light known as cruelty.

The giant beast has a spiral backward curved horn on its head, and its eyes are as red as magma. The roar echoes like thunder, making the entire sea of ​​blood roll and shake, stirring up huge red waves and turning into pieces of red waterfalls.

If you look closely, you will find that there are not only giant beasts in the sea of ​​blood, but also a number of dilapidated ships that look like toys around the giant beast. If the blood sea is compared to the bathtub of the giant beast, these ships are small yellow duck toys.

But obviously, this sea of ​​blood is the hunting ground of the giant beast, and there is only one ruler.

The dilapidated ships are overturned by the huge tail that looks like a crocodile, and the broken wooden boards slowly sink. It seems that there are creatures rising and falling on the sea, reaching out to the sky for help.

The beast glared at Wayne, its roar echoing in the sea of ​​blood, wantonly venting its power and conveying an irresistible fate to Wayne.

Wayne destroyed the ritual and was destined to become its blood food.

Wayne: (▔ Dis▔)

It's just a harsh word, who can't do that!

Come up if you have the ability!

Wayne used his mind to project a spatial phantom, and the armored skeleton knight stepped into the sea of ​​blood. The huge figure opened up infinite shadows, looking down at the beast from a high place, slowly drawing out his sword and slashing down.

The phantom had no lethality, but it expressed Wayne's will. In the face of provocation and threats, he would never give in.

That's right, it's me, the Death Knight!

I came here on the orders of the Goddess of Death, only to eradicate evil and promote positive energy. If you don't accept it, you can go to the goddess to argue.

After that, Wayne cut off the live broadcast directly and took Abo's mind out of the blood sea illusion.

Wayne didn't know what was going on over there in the blood sea, he just knew it was too exciting to just pretend and run away.

Thanks to the vest, Wayne thought the more of this stuff the better, after the goddess gave him another prayer of the Lord of the Void, he began to pray for the goddess to give him the second and third pieces of divine equipment.

He didn't directly name which goddess it was, he was fine, he wasn't picky.

Abo was still amazed at the blood sea illusion, his experience in the past few days had broadened his horizons instantly, he took too big a step, his corpus cavernosum was strained, and his worldview was being reshaped.

Wayne looked down at the deep well, the magic circle was destroyed, and the space channel connecting the blood faith dissipated by itself, revealing the true appearance of the well.

The dry well was seven or eight meters deep, and the diameter was still three meters wide. On the brick and stone wall of the well, there were neatly arranged wooden crosses, some of which were empty, some were nailed to describe the withered women, and more were mummies-like dry corpses.

Blood dripped down the cross, and the bottom of the well was a foul-smelling quagmire of blood and soil. Eight black snakes roamed at the bottom of the well, shaking their heads and hissing, just like cats encountering catnip.

The surface of the venomous snakes was black scales, and when illuminated by the light source, they reflected red blood light.

They sensed the light source and soon woke up, spitting out their tongues to warn the upper part.

Eight venomous snakes corresponded to eight congressmen, and their minds were living in the venomous snakes.

Weird!

It was really weird!

Wayne didn't know much about the evil god, and it was the first time he had seen the evil god of hell. With an indifferent attitude of not understanding, he waved his hand and sprinkled a piece of death.

The gray fog turned into eight gray snakes, chasing the black venomous snakes and fighting each other.

At first, the venomous snakes dared to resist, but when they found that their bites had no effect on the other party, and every time the other party bit them, their bodies would quickly rot and expose their bones, and they fled in pain.

Chasing and running, until the eight venomous snakes were covered with wounds, rolling and curling in pain in the bloody mud.

"Their minds are confined to the venomous snakes, and the severe pain makes them unable to stay awake, and they can't end the ceremony and return to their bodies."

Wayne slowly said: "My face is not suitable for being seen by others. These girls are handed over to you. Send those who can be saved to the hospital, and the rest..."

"Deal with it in your way!"

After that, he turned and left the restaurant.

Abo nodded, jumped down the deep well quickly, rescued the victims on the cross, and laid them flat on the carpet in the restaurant.

Looking at this place full of sins, Abo shook his head in disappointment. He thought of someone and quickly came to the living room of the mansion. He first called the hospital ambulance, and then made another call in a deep voice.

"Boss, it's me."

"Bo, is it you? Is it really you? Damn, where did you go? Everyone thought you were sacrificed, and I almost believed it!" The other side of the phone cursed, but the joy between the words was not concealed.

"I'm sorry, boss. I'm really dead. Perry filled me with cement and threw me into the Thame River." Abo calmly told the facts.

On the other side of the phone was Abo's superior, Officer Green. Perry said something very right. If you want to climb up, you must have the help of a noble person. Officer Green is Abo's noble person and has helped him a lot.

For example, taking the blame.

"Bo, what are you talking about? If you are dead, who is calling me?"

"I can't say more about the details. Remember that case? I am now at the home of Councillor Doreen Johnny. Bring the people you trust most. The address is..."

"Damn it, make it clear. Why are you at the councillor's home? Do you want me to take the blame?"

Ignoring Green's roar, Abo calmly put down the phone after saying the address. He searched in the living room, found a pack of cigarettes, lit it, and sat on the sofa to smoke.

The cigarette butt flickered, and Abo's pale face was full of confusion.

He didn't want to get in touch with the past, but now that things have come to this, he has to do it.

In order to seek justice for the victim, he must find someone he can trust. But if he can contact the boss today, he can contact Timmy tomorrow. Once the rules are broken, people will only relax their requirements for themselves step by step.

Is it right or wrong to do this?

Will the master be angry if he knows?

…

Half an hour later, more than ten police cars surrounded Councillor Doreen's mansion.

Officer Green looked at the ambulance in the distance with an expressionless face, his face was gloomy and terrible. In addition, stretchers wrapped in white cloth were lifted out of the basement one by one.

There were also eight councillors, with crooked mouths and slanted eyes, unconscious, and occasionally woke up and immediately let out heart-wrenching screams.

Green held the account book in his arms, but did not give it to anyone. He insisted on keeping it close to his body. He mobilized police forces to blockade eight mansions in a row. All officers used live ammunition. When suspicious targets were found approaching, they were allowed to shoot freely.

Officer Green was in a very bad mood. The case involved too much, and there were traitors within the police station. He had to bear the blame even if he didn't want to. Thinking of the pressure he was about to face, he couldn't help but curse.

Green didn't see Abo, only the wet footprints, the damp sofa, and the ashtray full of cigarette butts.

"Hello, Officer Green."

A black car stopped outside the police cordon. Several men in black suits got out of the car, showed their IDs from the police station, and quickly came to Officer Green.

"Why so slow?"

Green made a sound with dissatisfaction, and then said: "The altar and the incomprehensible portrait are in the basement. I understand the rules. You are professionals. I won't ask anything. I only have one question."

"Please tell me." The man in black put on his white gloves and let several colleagues go first.

"Six months ago, Senior Inspector Beau Phillip, who investigated this case, disappeared. I received a call from him tonight. He has solved everything, but he told me that he is dead. Can you please help me get help from professionals? An explanation?" Green asked irritably.

The man in black was silent for a moment: "Generally speaking, when a person dies, he is really dead, but some special cases cannot be ruled out. I am sorry that I cannot give you a reasonable explanation."

"So, although Officer Philip is dead, he is back?"

"This kind of description is not impossible..."

The man in black crossed his fingers and let the white gloves fit between his fingers: "Officer Green, we are old acquaintances. If you don't like to hear it, if Officer Philip comes back, the case will be more difficult than the case we encountered today. ”

"What do you mean, you look down on my people?"

"No, please don't get me wrong. I'm not questioning Officer Philip's professionalism. He is an excellent police officer and deserves everyone's admiration, but..."

The man in black changed the subject: "No one knows why he can come back. Generally speaking, we will prepare for the worst. We do not rule out that he has become an evil spirit and is secretly controlled by some terrifying existence. If one day you encounter When you get to Officer Phillip, be sure to keep your distance.”

Green waved his hand irritably and thanked the professionals for the reminder. They were kind words, but too ugly.

The man in black nodded and entered the basement, while Green came to the road outside the door. Feeling irritable, he leaned against the corner and smoked a cigarette.

"Boss!"

"..."

A familiar voice came from the other side of the corner, and Green's hand when he lit the cigarette suddenly trembled.

He did not shout loudly, but tried to stay calm, lit the cigarette, and exhaled a long puff of white mist: "Bo, are you really dead?"

"It's absolutely true, you can confirm it by turning around."

"Forget it, you must look ugly now..."

"There are some."

"Would you like a cigarette?"

"Give me the whole package."

"..."

The two of them leaned against the wall and smoked, neither of them thinking of meeting each other face to face. They communicated softly, without any sadness in their words. Green also asked about the temperature of the water at the bottom of the Tame River.

The atmosphere was extremely warm, as if going back in time, until Green changed the subject.

"Where's Timi? What should she do? Will you call her?"

"I don't know...I really don't know..."