Restarting the myth

There are many ways to seize the essence of life, and the simplest method is alchemy.

Once, Wayne drained the elemental space of the Lord of the Void, and the latter was ready to use alchemy to take back the four elements.

The ability of the Thousand Eyes Demon is very powerful. It can extract the thoughts, magic power, and life essence of others for its own use. This was confirmed by Wayne when he fought Sigma.

"Too outrageous. If this is true, wouldn't he be invincible in the world..."

Wayne sat cross-legged on the ground, crossed his arms in front of his chest and frowned in thought. The ability of the Thousand Eyes Demon is outrageous, even more excessive than his cheating.

The Seven Demon Kings of Hell do not have the position of the Thousand Eyes Demon. At most, they are middle-class and cannot be regarded as the top demon kings of hell. This shows that the ability of the Thousand Eyes Demon is strong, but there is an upper limit to the ability, and it cannot reach the level of doing whatever it wants.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the abilities of the seven demon kings are even more terrifying.

"Try it and you will know."

Wayne looked around and stretched out his claws towards Mona.

As soon as he touched her face, Mona jumped up on the spot, supported herself on the ground with one hand, and swept her leg horizontally, turning into a black line and attacking Wayne's neck.

The speed was very fast and the power was not weak. Before he hit her, Wayne felt a gust of wind sweeping across his face.

Snap!

He raised his hand and grabbed her ankle, tightening his five fingers like a clamp. The pain spread throughout her body along the nerves, and Mona couldn't help but let out a light groan.

"Don't be shy, it's just a touch on your face. When you were asleep just now, I touched your whole body." Wayne took on the role of the villain steadily, and his lines came to his mind. It feels that his acting skills are getting better and better.

I'll debut another day and become a big star!

He stood up suddenly, stepped sideways, grabbed Mona's ankle, swung it and smashed it to the ground.

The ancient city had been abandoned for many years, and the bricks and stones were weathered and fragile. Mona protected her with both hands in front of her, and the wind whistled in her ears. She had a close contact with the earth, and half of her body sank directly into it.

Wayne grabbed Mona's ankle, pulled her out of the ruins, and threw her on the ground like garbage.

Mona was panting and lying on the ground in an indecent posture. The last bit of strength in her body was drained, and she could only watch the enemy stretch out his claws towards her.

Wayne squatted down, clasped Mona's face with five fingers, and saw the angry eyes between his fingers, and said sinisterly: "Don't be afraid, this is my first time, I will try not to hurt you."

Wayne used his new ability to try to extract Mona's thinking, magic and life essence.

Even in her heyday, her thinking and magic were far behind Wayne, not to mention now, her thinking and magic were almost gone, Wayne gained very little, and didn't squeeze out much oil and water.

"This is so little, I don't even want it for free."

Wayne tried several times, repeatedly extracting and injecting thinking and magic, and gradually became proficient in his new ability.

The Thousand Eyes Demon gave him limited abilities, and he could not easily seize and control his mind like Sigma, weakening it in all directions, so that it was extremely difficult for Wayne to control Mona's mind.

Mona looked horrified, and when she realized that the enemy was trying to control her mind, she hurriedly said, "You are a disciple of the Blood Lord. If he knows that you have betrayed your faith, all that awaits you is destruction..."

"Shut up, I'll pull out your tongue if you keep talking nonsense."

Wayne repeatedly studied the new ability, and after becoming proficient, the evil hand reached out to the essence of life, that is, the four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind in Mona's body.

He was not short of magic power, nor was he short of that dispensable thinking. He only wanted the essence of life. When the essence of life went up, thinking and magic power would naturally go up.

External thinking and magic power are not as safe as their own after all. Perhaps the Thousand Eyes Demon could not become a top demon king because of this.

Success is due to ability, and failure is also due to ability.

However, the magic power in Mona's body is not completely useless. After Wayne extracted it, the Book of Greed got a little holy light from the gap between its teeth.

A mosquito leg is still a leg, and a little bit is better than nothing.

The Book of Greed barely filled a gap between his teeth, and Wayne began to extract the essence of life.

Half an hour later, he slowly moved his hand away. Mona's face was flushed like a disease, her eyes looked up at the sky, cold sweat soaked her white robe, and her beautiful curves were visible.

If you don't know, you would think she was played badly!

Wayne frowned at his hand. He drew it, but the efficiency was too poor. Not to mention compared with the elemental space and the gray space, the efficiency of his own meditation alone far exceeded the ability given by the Thousand Eyes Demon.

"What's going on, there is no effect at all..."

Wayne didn't understand, analyzed his own situation, and speculated on two possibilities.

His hexagram was successfully shaped, and without practicing the silver cross star, he could not fill more four elements;

The Thousand Eyes Demon only regarded him as a disposable tool, and his positioning was far inferior to that of the servant Sigma. He gave him the ability but did not give too much.

"You are so stingy. It's hard for me to help you with such a small amount of money!"

Wayne got the ability he had always dreamed of, but unfortunately, this ability was not as powerful as he imagined. It was almost the same whether he got it or not.

Then he knelt in vain!

This was not the first time Wayne had fought with the devil, but it was definitely the time he suffered the most. He could be patient for a while, but he became more and more angry the more he thought about it. He was so mean that he directly sentenced the Thousand Eyes Demon to death.

"We can't let him die so easily. The ability must be left behind..."

Wayne raised his hand and touched his chin. It was difficult for the Thousand Eyes Demon to give up his ability voluntarily. He had to further gain the other party's trust.

Trust is secondary. The word trust does not exist in the devil's dictionary. Instead of gaining trust, it is better to show your own value and let the Thousand Eyes Demon know that the plan cannot be successful without him. If you want to succeed, you must increase investment.

Thinking of this, Wayne took out the alchemy book from his arms.

The evil ritual from hell, stitching 666 corpses into magical life, because the corpses are related to the belief of hell. After the ritual is successful, the stitched corpse monster has the terrible ability to communicate between the human world and hell.

Wayne remembered that the Thousand Eyes Demon required 66 corpses, which was one less than the six in the alchemy book. After the ritual is successful, the effect will definitely be greatly reduced.

"What is that guy planning?"

Wayne was at a loss. He knew very little about hell and decided to ask for help from professionals.

Mona!

He looked at the nun of the church who was about to be broken by him, and pondered for a moment. Anyway, it was almost broken, so it would be better to be a little worse.

Everything is for justice!

Wayne helped Mona up, put his hands on her shoulders, pushed her new ability to the limit, and whispered: "Look into my eyes!"

When Mona was in a daze, she heard a murmur in her ear. She subconsciously looked over and saw a huge floating magic eye in the endless darkness.

The magic eye was full of boundless desires, weird, mysterious, extremely evil, and had irresistible magic.

Wayne connected his mind with Mona, pried open the other party's mental defense line in the simplest and crudest way, and then strengthened his ability to control people's hearts to the limit, trying to plant his voice in Mona's mind.

Mona's resistance was extremely strong. With the idea of ​​dying together, Wayne failed eight times in a row, and finally completed the mind implantation on the ninth time.

After the success, both of them fell to the ground.

Mona was exhausted and could hardly move a finger. Wayne was not much better. He felt dizzy and felt his body was hollowed out. He said with difficulty: "I didn't expect that the first woman who lied to me nine times was you. You have made such a great sacrifice. Don't let me down."

Half an hour later, Mona woke up faintly, looked at the gray dome, and said hoarsely: "Devil, what did you do to me?"

I'll give you a chance to get a promotion and a raise. If you work hard, the Vatican will rely on you to transport intelligence.

"Watch your tone. I am your master now." Wayne said coldly.

"Dream on, I would rather die!"

The ability given by the Thousand Eyes Demon is very ordinary, so even if Wayne tried his best, Mona still retained her will.

However, Wayne's voice went straight into her soul, and her will could not dominate her actions. Whenever Wayne made a sound, her will would become a bystander, and her body would act according to orders like a puppet.

Enough!

Wayne thought it was not easy, and sneered, "You can commit suicide. I respect your choice and will not interfere. After all, without you, I have other candidates. The one called Nancy is good. Her will is not as strong as yours."

Mona sat up suddenly, pounced on Wayne fiercely, and opened her mouth to bite his trachea.

Wayne narrowed his eyes slightly, and Mona's strength was instantly drained. She lay on his shoulder and bit him twice.

It's disgusting!

Mona rolled over to the side, with no bright future, and nothing to see except despair.

"It's so bad!"

Wayne wiped the saliva from his neck in disgust. Veronica hadn't bitten it yet. Thinking that the lines didn't match the character setting, he changed his words and added: "It's good, but the position is wrong. Remember to bite somewhere else next time."

Too much talk will lead to mistakes. Wayne stopped talking nonsense with Mona: "I order you as the master, not to commit suicide, and not to tell others about your current situation."

Mona looked at Wayne hatefully, trying to see the ugly face under the mask.

Wayne didn't care, he felt very good about himself. It was just a vest, he would throw it into the sewer after use. If Mona wanted to seek revenge, she could go to the Thame River to find out clearly.

He continued: "I will give you a task, find out how many people are hidden in the Hell Faith in Lundan, where do they live, and report to me when you have 66 of them."

"Can't you find them yourself?" Mona was still stubborn.

"Don't say that, change your perspective, I'm doing things for the Heavenly Father Church, and I will kill them all after I find them..."

Wayne threw out the alchemy book: "You are from the Heavenly Father Church, you should be able to understand this alchemy book, perform well, and your master will not treat you unfairly after the matter is completed."

Mona picked up the alchemy book, and the more she read it, the more frightened she was, and trembling, "You want to open the gate of hell in Lundan, it's impossible, I won't help you, even if I die."

As she said that, she suddenly closed her eyes, and the white robe burst into white light.

It was probably a suicide method like self-destruction. Because of the order implanted by Wayne in advance, the spell was directly interrupted, and she herself suffered a backlash from her thoughts, and her face was pale and bloodless.

Mona knelt on the ground, gasping for breath.

Wayne walked in a devilish pace, came to her unhurriedly, lifted her long hair, and gently stroked her face: "Remember that I am your master. Without you, I can still find someone else. Think about it, since a clergyman is destined to become a claw of the devil, why can't it be you?"

"After all, you are so kind!"

Good people should become the devil's playthings?

Mona stared at Wayne fiercely, vowing to make him pay the price.

"Go, do a good job, I will give you freedom after the success, but if you fail..."

Wayne blew a breath in her ear and told her a few tricks taught by the Thousand Eyes Demon: "You don't want to become a slut and be thrown at the door of the church in a sacred robe, right?"

Mona gritted her teeth, her body trembling with anger.

"Tomorrow night, no, tonight at 11 o'clock, I will come to your house to find you and prepare the list. Remember, there is only one chance. If you don't do this job, there are many people who can do it."

Wayne waved his hand, opened the portal and threw Mona out.

He looked at the empty ancient city square and set up the alchemy array. Ten seconds later, he gave up.

No other reason, no materials!

Wayne's eyes widened. The devil's business was profitable without any capital, and he didn't take a penny. He actually let his little brother pay out of his pocket.

What is the difference between this shameless act of making money out of nothing and the evil capitalists?

"Don't say it, it's true. At least the capitalists can get street lights, and the devil can't hang at all!"

Wayne complained fiercely. It was impossible for him to pay out of his pocket. It was just exploitation. Who can't do it? Let Mona prepare all the spellcasting materials tomorrow night.

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The cold moon was like ice, and the fog-shrouded streets were dark and hazy.

Mona stumbled and clung to the wall, exhausted and very weak. She looked at the familiar street in confusion, not knowing what to do after arriving at the cathedral.

She didn't even know whether she should go to the church.

Master...

Bah!

She was gagged and could not tell the truth about her being controlled. Going to St. Paul's Cathedral at this time was tantamount to bringing the devil into it.

At this moment, Mona's white robe shone, and the cross pattern on her back was faintly jumping.

Ten minutes later, four Vatican magicians wearing the same clothes rushed to see the weak Mona and immediately treated her.

The warm holy light penetrated into her body, and Mona's complexion improved a lot.

"Nancy has explained the situation to us. The captain is waiting for you. The situation is serious. It's not time to rest now."

"..."

Mona smiled bitterly and shook her head. She didn't mind working overtime, but she didn't know what to say when she saw the captain.

Mona belongs to the tactical team of the Holy See, which is similar to the scalpel organization of the Church of Nature. It was originally a knight group guarding St. Paul's Cathedral, with a total of 200 people, and each of them is a battle-hardened warrior.

The Father Church was suppressed in Windsor, the knight group was disbanded, and the elites were reorganized to form the current nameless tactical team.

Captain Atley is a powerful golden wizard, nominally the strongest combat force of the Holy See in Windsor, brave and resourceful, with outstanding military exploits, maintaining the last dignity of the Holy See.

Mona knew that she knew nothing and would definitely not be able to hide it from the captain's eyes, so...

Yes, as long as the captain noticed the clues, although I couldn't speak, I would have successfully conveyed the information.

Mona showed joy on her face, quickly followed her teammates into the cathedral, and met Captain Atley in an office.

This is an old man with white hair and beard, broad shoulders and long arms, a strong physique, and a very majestic face that makes him full of oppression, and also brings Mona a strong sense of security.

"Mona, I heard that you were ambushed by the Hell Cultists, who used blood magic. Did you find out anything?"

"..."

Mona didn't speak, her eyes were closed, and she looked very struggling.

She tried to convey information in this way, indicating that she had problems and was no longer trustworthy.

Thanks to her father's favor, the devil didn't completely control her, otherwise she would really have no way out.

Atley asked a few more questions, and seeing Mona struggling, he nodded gently and said gently: "Good child, you have worked hard, don't move here, I will ask the archbishop, he has a way to make you speak."

"Don't worry, with us here, no one can hurt you."