Restarting the myth

Finished breakfast.

The main thing was to wait for Isabella to finish breakfast, and Wayne and Mona split up.

The former went to the headquarters of the Natural Church to investigate the high priest to see if he could get information about the Black Reasoning Church, and the latter went to collect information about the reincarnated angels to ensure that they could follow behind and pick up heads when the angels attacked in a wave.

"The composition is well written, and it's all true. I didn't expect that you, such a serious person, are very good at flattering the leaders."

On the way, Wayne sighed again and again. If Chris had this foundation, she wouldn't have to sacrifice her beauty for inspiration and outlines, and she could become a great writer on her own.

Isabella was full and full of happiness. Looking at the long-term meal ticket, she blinked and didn't speak.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Wayne didn't know that the soundproof barrier failed last night, and the accompaniment beats were all heard by Isabella.

"Uh, High Priest of the Oracle... Mr. Wayne, I have a very important question here, please answer it carefully."

"Just call me Wayne, no need to be so polite, the relationship will be distant."

"Mr. Wayne, you said yesterday that you were promoted and would not treat me, an old friend, unfairly. Are you planning to plant your own spies in the Paris Division?" Isabella said concisely.

"That statement is not impossible..."

Wayne touched his chin. The remarks that he accepted an acquaintance as a dog hurt his personality and affected his great and glorious image in Isabella's mind, so he simply didn't mention it.

Isabella breathed a sigh of relief. After eating, she pursued spiritual enlightenment and thought that it was too shameful to be Wayne's lover for a long-term meal ticket. Now that she made it clear, her personality and dignity were immediately restored.

"Mr. Wayne, I am willing to serve you. You are the high priest of the oracle of the church. It is not shameful to offer loyalty to you."

"What you said is that our feelings have faded. I have always regarded you as a friend." Wayne was slightly disappointed. There were too many bugs in the church. Isabella's words were too harsh, and she was poisoned by evil winds.

"Thank you for your recognition."

Isabella nodded. People should be self-aware. Wayne can regard her as a friend, but she cannot regard the high priest of the oracle as a friend.

After correcting her identity as a younger brother, Isabella spoke more directly: "The composition is well written because I practice often. My former leader, your teacher, does not like to cater to and flatter her superiors. I am responsible for similar copywriting reports."

So that's it!

Wayne suddenly realized that the teacher's black history +1, and he would share it with Veronica when he returned to provoke the relationship between the daughter-in-law and the mother-in-law.

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Isabella's sudden change of attitude made Wayne quite uncomfortable. He asked in confusion: "I remember when we first met, you were a very opinionated woman. You were brave and left a deep impression on me. How come you are so..."

"So humble?"

"I didn't say that."

"I am a member of the Scalpel Organization, the scalpel of the church to eradicate dissidents. Except during the mission, I don't need to think too much at other times." Isabella explained.

Finding a backer at the level of the Oracle High Priest, there is no need to think too much. She offered her loyalty and life, and Wayne provided a long-term meal ticket. How simple it is.

"Since you said so, your life will belong to me in the future."

Wayne patted Isabella on the shoulder: "I have to say that you have a good vision and caught up with the last wave of investment. If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to get on the train in the future."

Isabella didn't understand, but Wayne said so, she just nodded.

She is so obedient before being trained. If she is polluted, wouldn't her loyalty be maxed out directly?

Wayne was more and more satisfied with Isabella, and wondered whether to turn her into a follower. But after thinking about it, he decided not to. Tentacle monsters and queens are a good match, a timeless special shooting movie combination, but if the queen is a tentacle monster...

The style is too creepy.

Wayne already has three queen tentacle monsters, and he doesn't want to add more people. He decided to take the formal path to train Isabella, so that others know that there is nothing wrong with being his dog.

"Isabella, are you the head of the Scalpel Organization?"

"No, since the departure of High Priest Hefei, the Scalpel Organization has not had a new head. It has been split into four parts, each controlled by four priests. I am just a captain, a third-level priest."

"A priest at the level of a golden mage?"

Wayne complained: "A golden mage can be a high priest in Lendan. It is worthy of being Frank. The family background is really rich."

It can be seen that the Scalpel Organization was split up by the authorities, and the public bus became a private car, becoming a private armed force in the hands of the four priests. Isabella was suppressed and did not live up to her expectations in Frank.

Wayne thought about it and prepared to transfer people to Lendan to help teacher Hefei reorganize the Scalpel Organization in Lendan. By the way, he called the Pope and arranged a priest identity.

Everyone is his people, so he decided happily.

Wayne told Isabella about his plan, but she didn't quite believe it. She held the pancake with doubt: "Mr. Wayne, the Pope..."

"Wayne!"

"Wayne, even if you are the High Priest of the Oracle and a student of the Pope's student, it is impossible for you to..."

"Maybe."

Wayne interrupted and said slowly: "You are loyal to me, so you need to know who you are working for."

Hearing the serious tone, Isabella couldn't help swallowing.

"Before I became the High Priest of the Oracle, I was recognized by the Elemental Mantra as the next Knight of Nature. Because of this identity, I can support Senna to become the Pope."

Seeing Isabella's pupils shrink suddenly, Wayne continued: "There was a little friction between me and the previous Pope Ludwig. The rumors outside were wrong. He was not ignoring government affairs, but a dead man cannot govern."

"Gulp!"

Isabella's clothes were soaked with cold sweat. Facing the real ruler of the Natural Church, she couldn't help but feel weak in the knees.

This meal ticket is very powerful and can last a lifetime!

Seeing that this guy was so full of himself and had overwhelmed the new girl, Wayne was quite satisfied and told a gossip to ease the awkward atmosphere: "As for the relationship between me and the Pope, you can understand it as Mona and me. Speak louder in the future and don't embarrass me."

"Ah this..."

Isabella was upset: "But... teacher's teacher... is this really okay?"

"Is there any law that stipulates that it's not okay?"

The law doesn't stipulate it, but morality...

Isabella thought about it. Senna, as described by Xifei, has a terrible character. Even if she is morally corrupt, it's Senna's fault. The shameless old woman stretched out her claws to the students of her students in order to become the Pope, and completed the promotion through the promotion of the Natural Knight.

Yes, that's it.

"Wayne, you've been wronged."

"Uh, you must be thinking of something very rude..."

The two walked and talked, and Wayne revealed a few more secrets about the headquarters of the Church of Nature, which made Isabella so full of stuff that she just arrived at the headquarters of the Church of Nature in Paris.

It looks like a private library, very Life Alliance.

The library covers a large area, the fragrance of books is refreshing, the warm wind is quiet and peaceful.

Isabella greeted the gatekeeper, took out her ID and swiped her card to enter the real sub-district headquarters.

Wayne scanned his face, and his powerful thinking made him look very friendly. With his excellent eloquence and a friendly smile, he successfully stepped into a space wrapped in green.

The semi-finished Philosopher's Stone only needs to sacrifice a legendary wizard, and the church can get a sub-district headquarters that can be attacked and defended.

It's a good profit!

The sub-district headquarters of Paris and Lendan are almost the same in appearance, with blue sky, green land, mountains, and cathedrals. It's not an exaggeration to say that they are carved out of the same mold.

Isabella's level is too low, and she needs to report to the high priest layer by layer if she wants to see him. If the appointment goes well, she will be summoned to the high priest's office in three days.

Wayne couldn't wait for three days. With his excellent eloquence, he pushed open the door of the office and saw...

No one.

The office was empty. In front of the huge French window, warm light shone on the desk. The high priest Sang Lan was in a meeting in the conference room.

Wayne sat in the office chair and picked up the documents on the table and flipped through them. Isabella stood behind Wayne. The elite didn't know how to pinch shoulders and beat legs. She stood like a javelin and did the work of thugs, killers, and bodyguards.

Wayne flipped through the documents casually, as if he was at home. His eyes were fixed on the photo frame on the desk and saw Sang Lan's photo.

She looked thirty years old, wearing a white magician's robe, with a straight nose, plump lips, deep and clear eyes, elegant and confident, and full of mature female charm.

Sang Lan was the head of the Frank Division, a legendary wizard, and the former leader of her teacher Xi Fei. Because the current saint came from the Frank Division, Sang Lan had a promising career and was qualified to compete for the oracle high priest of the headquarters.

Compared with Xi Fei, except that the Pope was the lover of the teacher/son and the natural knight was the son who was pregnant for ten months, there was no advantage.

The defeat was determined!

Click!

The office door opened, and a person in white clothes who looked exactly like the one in the photo walked in. Seeing the situation in the office, he was slightly stunned.

Sang Lan was stunned for a moment, then closed the door silently, with a faint smile on her face, and bowed slightly in front of the desk: "High Priest Oracle, I am honored to meet you here."

A wisp of fragrant wind blew over, and the settled charm made Wayne feel overwhelmed. He raised his hand and waved in front of him: "It is worthy of being a romantic city. There is perfume everywhere."

As he said that, he lowered his head and sniffed beside him. It seemed that Isabella did not have perfume on her.

Sang Lan looked a little embarrassed and said in a businesslike manner: "Archpriest Oracle, are you here at the Paris Division Headquarters for business or personal matters? Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Before that, I have a question that I hope the High Priest can answer for me."

Wayne crossed his legs on the table, leaned back in his office chair, pointed his nose at Sang Lan, and snorted: "In March, the official document for my promotion to Archpriest Oracle was issued. It's May now. Why don't the church members in the Frank Division know me yet?"

"For confidentiality, all your information is blocked. Only I and the four priests know it." Sang Lan explained.

It was a very official answer, and Wayne couldn't find any fault with it. He bowed his head and said, "Okay, this answer is acceptable to you, and I won't pursue it anymore."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Sang Lan smiled unchanged: "This should be the first time for the High Priest of Oracle to come to Paris. Do you need me to arrange a pleasant trip for you?"

"If I want to travel, I already have a destination."

Wayne looked at Sang Lan's expression, trying to detect the change in his expression: "I want to go to the underground tomb. You pack up and go with me."

Sang Lan's face changed slightly: "The underground tomb is the territory of the Death Knight. He is too powerful. I don't recommend you to do this."

"What if I must go?"

"I, I will arrange a team of followers for you."

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Sang Lan smiled bitterly: "As for me, I'm very sorry. As the high priest, I can't go out at will. Even if it's your request, I must get the Pope's approval before I can enter the underground tomb."

There was nothing wrong with Sang Lan's answer and look. Wayne couldn't see anything wrong with it. He frowned and said, "To tell you the truth, I'm here on business this time. The headquarters received information from an informant in the Holy See. There has been no movement in the Papal State recently." Xiao, sent several strong men suspected of reincarnated angels to arrive in Paris, and the target was the underground tomb. "

Sang Lan's breath was stagnant, and he hurriedly said: "Reincarnated Angel, how can the Papal State get such a big capital? Is the source of intelligence reliable?"

“Very reliable.”

Wayne said slowly: "According to reliable information, the Papal State noticed that there are a large number of devils in Paris and intends to open the door to hell in the underground catacombs, so it dispatched a large army of reincarnated angels."

"This, this..."

Sang Lan choked on his words and took a deep breath and said: "High Priest Oracle, this information is too important. I have to have someone confirm it. Please wait a moment. I know Archbishop Dio of Saint-Sulpice Church. Maybe we can get some clues from him.”

"No."

Wayne raised his hand to stop: "The Papal State suspects that the local Holy See has been controlled by the devil. The arrival of the angel army has not been notified to the archbishop. You asked him and he couldn't answer. Besides, everyone belongs to different forces. He wouldn't know if he knew. Tell you."

"You're right."

Sang Lan nodded: "I was excited. When I thought that such a powerful force was about to arrive in Paris, and the church did not have enough means to resist it, I couldn't help but panic. I was afraid that after the angels cleaned up the devils, they would also treat the church as a threat. for attack targets.”

"This is indeed the truth. Each angel is more arrogant than the other, and a scapegoat comes at us, saying that there are devils in our divisional headquarters, and there is no way to stop them if they force their way in."

Wayne said: "So the headquarters sent me over to check the situation. If necessary, transfer the effective forces in the division to avoid conflict with the Holy Father."

Sang Lan nodded repeatedly, it was reasonable and she agreed very much.

"I came here to say hello to you today and treat it as acquaintance. You may not believe it, but we are actually quite related."

"Oh, what do you say?"

"My teacher's name is Heaphy Landau, no, Heathe Valentine, who was the head of the Paris Scalpel Institution and worked under you..."

Wayne chatted about family affairs, the parents of the East family, the shortcomings of the West family, and the shamelessness of the Wang family's daughter-in-law. He made witty remarks and talked nonsense, and he forced Sang Lan to stay in the office and chatted for three hours.

Everyone in Sanglan was numb. They had never seen a man talk so much nonsense. He seemed to be able to talk all day long.

After finally waiting for Wayne to take a breath, she hurriedly interrupted: "High Priest Oracle, it's meal time, please move to the restaurant, and we will chat while we eat."

Only I can interrupt here!

Wayne complained in his heart and nodded: "Okay, I'm tired. Let's just leave the part for now. We'll continue talking when we get back."

"Isabella, you accompany the Oracle High Priest to the restaurant first. I will change my clothes and arrive shortly afterwards."

Sang Lan ordered Isabella and saw the two of them pushing the door open and leaving, walking slowly towards the back room.

A white robe is taken off, and the simple outfit outlines the graceful curves. The wine accumulated is mellow and intoxicating, without losing the beautiful sense of fashion.

The robe accidentally slipped to the ground, and Sang Lan bent down to pick it up. The straight lines of her long legs were smooth, and a layer of white light overflowed under the warm light, like a work of art that made people want to show it off.

Sang Lan closed her eyes and sensed, making sure that there were no perverts peeping around, then she slowly straightened up and hung up her white robe.

She changed into another white robe, brushed her fingertips over the bookcase, and after opening the secret compartment, a white dove used for communication jumped out.

"Gu Gu Gu——"

Sang Lan threw a handful of corn with his hand and silently recited a spell to store the information in the pigeon's mind.

With a snap of his fingers, the light deflected, and the carrier pigeon transformed into a young and beautiful girl in white robe, walking innocently and lively towards the outside of the office.

The door opened, a hand reached in, pressed the girl's forehead and pushed her back to the office.

"High Priest, I suddenly remembered something."

Wayne stared at the rising and falling figure under the white robe with interest, and apologized: "You seem to have very difficult things to deal with. I won't disturb you if I talk about other things now, right?"

Sang Lan's heart was in her throat, and her smile remained unchanged as she said, "No, serving you is my duty. I have changed my clothes and will go to the restaurant now."

"No rush."

Wayne tightened his fingers, and the girl in white robe made an ouch and turned into a fluttering white dove.

Wayne held the white dove in his palm and asked with a faint look: "What is recorded in the encrypted communication written by the mind?"

"Personal privacy!"

"It just so happens that I like to peek into personal privacy, especially in front of that person. It seems more interesting."

Wayne's voice became colder, and a ray of thought opened up. Yu Baige saw an encrypted code in his eyes: "It will take a while to crack. Please wait a moment, and I will get it done as soon as possible."

"High Priest Oracle, you have gone too far."

Sang Lan's voice also cooled down, and the fluctuations in his thoughts spread out, drawing the void projection and enveloping Wayne in his life force field.

"Life force field..."

Wayne looked at the 'disappeared' white dove in his hand and smiled: "Isn't it just personal privacy? The high priest's hand is a life force field. He is quite angry!"

Sang Lan narrowed his eyes slightly: "I know you are doubting me, and I have a message for you. You can't check everything. If something is found, neither you nor I can afford the price."

"Then I want to check even more!"

Wayne's eyes sparkled, and the life force field spread out, spreading around, with a diameter of three meters.

The disappeared white dove reappeared in his hand. His mind broke in and he forcibly decrypted it. He saw a conversation and read it out with a smile: "The angel has come, the plan has changed, inform others."

Opposite him, Sang Lan's face was ashen, angry, frightened and uncomfortable.

"High Priest, I won't say any more nonsense. Both people and the stolen goods have been stolen. I also want to know more information. Should you take the initiative to tell me, or should I help you look decent." Wayne waved his hand and let the dove fly.

The white dove flapped its wings and landed on Sang Lan's shoulder. It lowered its head and pecked it a few times, as if to apologize.

Baige: I don’t want to either. He’s going to force me, so I have to give it to him.

boom! !

A ray of fire bloomed, and the white dove turned into ashes.

"Now the evidence is gone."

"What does it matter? My mouth is the proof."

"Arrogant! Unreasonable!"

Sang Lan said solemnly: "High Priest Oracle, I still say what I said, there are some things that cannot be investigated. For the sake of everyone, let's stop here!"

"I still say the same thing, I have checked everything, and I must get to the bottom of it."

"snort!"

Sang Lan snorted coldly and waved his hand to change the shape of the life force field. The vast mountains and seas were layered on top of each other, and the four elements were occupying one side in the sky. The huge life force filled every corner of the world, creating an endless stream of tree-human armies.

The vitality field is false. In a battle between Legendary Mage and Legendary Mage, the winner cannot be determined in a short period of time. There is only one way to achieve a quick victory - fight for knowledge reserves!

As a legendary mage, Sang Lan conducted an investigation into Wayne, the oracle priest who had risen to power inexplicably.

A student of Heifei, the high priest of Lundan District, and a favorite of Acting Pope Senna, he relied on nepotism to obtain excellent resources. Because Senna needed it, he rose to the top and became the Oracle High Priest.

To put it simply, the pretty girl was created by Saina using resources.

Unlike the legendary mage who cultivates on his own, looking at the scale of the life force field, you can tell that the pretty boy has insufficient background and a weak foundation. He is called a legendary mage, but he is actually a parallel import.

Will win!

Bang!

The violent air flow swept across the entire field. Wherever the red light passed, the tree men were cut off at the waist. They fell down one after another like wheat. Before they fell to the ground, they spontaneously ignited due to the terrifying heat wave and turned into ashes amidst the explosion. ash.

Sang Lan let out a light sigh, his thoughts covering the entire life force field. He felt a flash of residual light in front of him, and the tearing pain hit his heart, as if his whole thoughts and life force field were torn apart.

The next second, the afterimage arrived in front of him, and a fist magnified infinitely in front of his eyes.

boom! !

Wayne punched out and landed lightly on the ground. Looking at the blood on his fist, his heat vision evaporated it.

In the distance, there was a loud sound, and the frenzy exploded like the sky was falling apart.

In the huge explosion, the life force field belonging to Sang Lan dispersed, and the life force field belonging to Wayne swept down.

He waved his hand, clasping the bleeding face with his five fingers, and tilted his head to look at the bloody face between his fingers: "What a pity, I was so moved by your bent posture just now, and now I see this disfigured face, The feeling is gone.”

Sang Lan opened his mouth weakly, and a large amount of blood flowed down.

There was less air coming in and more air coming out. His mind was blown away by a punch, and his body was severely damaged. If he didn't save him, he would be gone.

It has to be a legendary mage, a demigod or something who wouldn't dare to take Wayne's fist with his face.

"What did you say, please speak louder, I didn't hear you clearly?"

Wayne smiled happily, tightening his fingers and pressing his skull, making a crackling sound. He smiled, and the smile on his face stiffened.

"I, I..."

"It's... from Pope Senna..."

"Myself...people..."

Wayne: ∑(_;)

What does "self" mean?

Literally?

"Hmph, you devil's minion, don't even think of lying to me..."

Wayne was a little panicked. The secret passage was not a big problem. Even if this person was one of his own, he was controlled by the devil at this time. He was a traitor and a young man.

A wisp of his thoughts invaded, and he saw Sang Lan clearly inside and out.

There is nothing wrong with the body, except for being a little sticky, and there is nothing wrong with the mind, except for falling apart. It is a very standard natural belief, with no trace of the seven deadly sins.

Wayne silently placed Sang Lan on the ground, using his five fingers to diffuse the life energy, repair the damaged face, and inject life into awakening the mind and body.

"High, high priest, wake up..."

Wayne knelt in front of Sang Lan and called for the miracle of life: "Please, don't die!"