Restarting the myth.

Chapter 102 I want to be a good person
The whispers of the ancient gods echoed in my ears, a grand melody that humans could neither understand nor resist.

This melody is so chaotic that everything is in it...

Different people have different opinions. Everyone can hear the message they desire in the melody, but because the melody is so complex and profound, they will subconsciously feel rejected.

Great, I'm gradually understanding everything!
That's enough!
Say no more!
Wayne heard mockery in the melody. Facing the infinite and magnificent universe, human’s short life is small and powerless. He felt a sense of sadness from the bottom of his heart, and also felt sad for the unspeakable fear.

No, I'm different!
Wayne subconsciously merged with the Book of Greed, and his body turned into a three-meter-tall pale faceless man. The vertical line on his chest split into a huge single eye, staring directly at the ancient god outside the abyss.

He is different, he is not small!
Outside the endless starry sky, the ancient god’s bloated and deformed body paused slightly, and slowly leaned forward as if wanting to see more clearly.

The wriggling tentacles climbed up until they filled the entire black sky. Along with an indescribable ancient voice, the ancient god's body faded away.

The distorted light gathered around the statue of Poseidon, the roaring wind and waves gradually died down, and the turbulent sea returned to calm.

As the warm sunshine fell, everything returned to the state before the storm, as if nothing had happened.

The evil god looked at the distant sky with lingering fear, touched his chest which was beating wildly, and for the first time, he felt a rejection of the God's Chosen Continent.

This world is too dangerous. Touching any ownerless belief will attract the ancient gods. In comparison, hell is extremely peaceful. It is nothing more than fighting and killing with rivers of blood every day.

After escaping death, he couldn't help but roar to the sky. The ancient books were right. The ancient gods really didn't care. Even if he had stolen their faith, they remained neither happy nor sad.

After a brief moment of ecstasy, the evil god fell into confusion again. The ancient god never even looked at him from beginning to end, and regarded him as a mortal, like an ant, so small and insignificant.

That can't be said, the ancient god still treated people differently to some extent, and when he treated everyone equally, he bypassed the evil god and didn't whisper in his ear.

You don't deserve candy!
The evil god was both conflicted and grateful, with extremely complicated emotions. He wanted the ancient god to treat him equally, but he was afraid that his body couldn't handle it. He wanted the ancient god to look at him more, but he was afraid that the other party would fulfill his wish and really look at him.

Neither this nor that works, neither works, and it feels very uncomfortable.

The coming of the ancient god proved that the god of the sea did exist. Perhaps the ancient god was not the god of the sea, and did not care about the so-called belief. It was just that the spontaneous belief of the islanders accidentally touched the summoning ceremony. But the ancient god did come, and the belief in the god of the sea had been marked by the other party.

Don't stay here for long!

The evil god turned around and was about to leave.

The ancient god casually took back the faith of the Sea Shrine and returned it to the statue. The evil god lost the blessing of faith and his strength was greatly reduced. He did not dare to offend the ancient god a second time and prepared to go to another place to act like a god again.

He didn't have the courage to continue looking for a faith without an owner to replace it, and planned to honestly develop his own faith, like those great and glorious gods. He had no choice before, but this time he wanted to be a good god.

The Pale Moon, the Dusk Sun, the Master of Nature, these once synonymous with terror could be whitewashed, so there was no reason why he couldn't do it.

Is it difficult to be a good God?

Just as I was thinking about it, a strong ominous aura came from behind me.

The evil god looked over with the crystal sword in his hand and saw a large eyeball with arms and legs staring at him fiercely. It was about three meters tall, pale and wrinkled all over, and had an evil look to it.

The evil god was stunned for a moment, but soon understood the reason. Wayne could not resist the whispers of the ancient gods and mutated into a monster.

"Poor guy, can you really look at the ancient god directly? He deserves it." The evil god gloated. He was not the most unlucky person in the whole audience. Wayne was much worse off than him.

Swish!
The pale tentacles swept over, splitting, enlarging, and extending halfway, turning into a twisted web of tentacles.

The evil god wielded the crystalline sword, and the red sword shadow flashed dazzlingly, and the tentacle net fell apart in an instant.

Wayne retracted the broken tentacle, and the grayish-white juice and flesh mass squirmed, repairing the severed arm. The two arms extended and turned into blades, accelerating and sprinting to the front of the evil god.

He was a little confused at this moment. Facing the body of the ancient god and merging with the Book of Greed, he suddenly had an idea that he was too normal and incompatible with the painting style of the world. He could be even more weird.

For example, he doesn't have enough tentacles!

Look at the ancient gods, there is nothing like a human on their bodies. That is the most perfect divine body that is most in line with the rules of the universe.

In a different world context, this is called the innate Taoist body, the indestructible golden body, invincible at the same level, with direct access to the avenue, and buff bonuses for cultivation.

There are many explanations, but to sum it up in one sentence, humans have limits, and if you want to become an eternal and powerful being, you cannot be a human being.

Wayne and the Book of Greed merged and hit it off, and began to carry out evil transformations.

The two blades crossed and slashed down, and a strong wind blew in his face, mixed with an extremely strong wind element. The strength of the slash and the sharpness of the wind blades made the evil god dare not confront head-on, and he waved his dragon wings, turned over and jumped away.

In mid-air, the evil god's body spun, and he suddenly swung out his slender dragon tail. A curved hook extended from the tail, and with a hissing sound, it tore a huge gap in Wayne's back.

The gap tore from the back of the neck to the lower back, almost piercing through the entire torso. The strange thing was that not a drop of blood fell. Four tentacles sprang out from it, suddenly stabbed into the air, and tightly entangled the evil god's limbs.

I told you that you can’t look directly at the ancient gods, but you’re really weird!
The evil god lost the blessing of faith, and he suddenly wanted to be a good god, so his strength increased by three levels. For a moment, he was unable to break free from the tentacles. The world was spinning in front of his eyes, and he was swung up and hit by the tentacles more than ten times.

The dragon's tail hook drew an arc and pierced the big eyeball on Wayne's chest.

Wayne grasped the dragon's tail with both hands, a raging rage burning in his eyes. With a dull roar, he tore the dragon's tail apart with all his might using both hands.

The evil god screamed and flapped his wings to carry Wayne into the air. He judged that the latter's mind had been cleared by the ancient god, and now he was just an unconscious shell. This battle was meaningless.

Winning is a matter of course, losing is too embarrassing.

Buzz!
A heavy sword sounded, and the golden sword light pierced straight forward. The bright light shone into the evil god's eyes, making him feel the threat of death.

Female knight.

The armored body turned into a point of light and teleported to the evil god to reassemble. The knight's sword carried a dazzling light, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Except for the evil god, the ancient god rewarded everyone equally. No matter whether they could bear it or not, the ancient god rewarded them anyway.

For example, Wayne, the ancient gods showed him what perfection is, pointed out the true meaning of life, and avoided some potential misunderstandings.

For example, Veronica and Willy, uh, they didn't catch the candy and missed a great opportunity to stop being human on the road to evolution.

The female knight is naturally no exception. As her body has long since decayed, she has been given permanent shackles, and her only remaining thoughts are imprisoned in the knight's armor, which can also be understood as the curse of the immortal species.

The ancient god blessed everyone from the bottom of his heart, but as he said, whether or not everyone could bear it was none of his business.

Benefiting from the curse, the female knight's mind has become much clearer. Out of her obsession with slaying the dragon, her target is still the evil god who has transformed his flesh and blood into dragon blood.

The sword was so powerful that the evil god hurriedly raised the crystalline sword to block it. The overwhelming force crushed down, shattering the sword with a bang and hitting the evil god's head heavily.

The sword's momentum continued, breaking off a curved horn and knocking the evil god and Wayne to the ground.

boom! !

The evil god fell to the ground, raised his head and coughed out a stream of blood. Cracks in the spider web spread in all directions, and a circle of smoke and dust rose up and spread out.

Seeing the female knight stabbing down with the sword in both hands, the evil god's eyes lit up, and he controlled the blood magic. The blood arrow turned into a thorn spear, which hit the knight's armored chest and knocked the female knight away.

The knight's sword fell in midair, but before it hit the ground, it was grabbed by a pale hand. Bang!

Wayne's heartbeat quickened, and his pale arms were covered by the scorching light transmitted from the knight's sword, forming elemental gauntlets, arm armor, and shoulder armor.

The balance in the body is disrupted in an instant.

The Book of Greed stopped its transformation plan and turned to absorb the strong sunlight. Wayne also took advantage of the momentary confusion to calm his mind and get back online.

It was a close call, I almost died as a human being!

It doesn’t matter whether they are human beings or not. He almost classified chickens as useless things, thinking that this was the lowest form of reproduction.

Thinking back, I get terrified. Ancient gods are so evil. They cripple anyone I meet. I must avoid them from now on.

Wayne held the knight's sword in his hand and was recognized instantly.

He didn't take it seriously. A similar situation had happened once before and it was a routine operation. He swung the sword and tentacles at the same time, cutting off one of the opponent's dragon wings.

Wayne thought it was normal, but the female knight didn't think so. Even though her mind was incomplete and her memory was pitifully little, she was still shocked by the strange painting in front of her.

Goddess, is he really my successor?
The painting style is too eye-catching, and the female knight wants to refuse. If she has to choose one, Willy, who vows to become a dragon slayer, is the best candidate.

The female knight stood there in a dilemma, her thoughts conflicting with her conscience. In the end, her faith overwhelmed everything. If this was God's will, she could do it.

Golden light surged, and the knight's armor turned into light spots and scattered. After being reorganized and enlarged in proportion, it was worn on Wayne.

Warm sunlight came from all directions, and Wayne couldn't help humming as he bathed in it.

A pair of arms embraced him from behind, with ten fingers interlocked and placed on the back of his hands, guiding him how to wield the sword.

A gentle voice sounded in his ear, instructing Wayne on the dragon-slaying sword technique.

The warm sun blew the long golden hair and tickled the tip of Wayne's nose, making him itchy and subconsciously tilting his head. He saw a heroic profile.

From the high nose bridge to the elegant jawline, to the slender neck and long golden hair flowing like the sun, every detail exudes elegance and nobility.

Very handsome, very beautiful, very powerful, Wayne felt like he was in love.

The last time he felt this way was when he met Veronica, Willy, Chris, and others.

He said, chickens can't be useless things, and ancient gods are all evil!

The female knight spoke softly, telling Wayne not to be distracted and guiding him to perform the dragon-slaying swordsmanship.

The real sword is not in the hand, but in the omnipresent and all-pervading light...

boom!
The golden sword light that could destroy the world swept down, moving forward unstoppably. The dazzling light burned the air and distorted the fog, as if it was going to split the space in half.

The evil god roared repeatedly under heavy pressure, facing the crisis of life and death. The blood-colored air waves soared in an instant, and the blood totem of hell appeared in the air.

The totem projects a vast ocean of blood, vast and boundless, magnificent, and also like bloody magma, violent and fiery.

The golden sword fell down, and the warm light poured down on the ground like mercury.

Wherever it passed, the sea of ​​blood seemed to be burned, shattered into pieces, collapsed and dissipated.

Amid the evil god's roar, the blood totem was flattened and shattered by the light. Even though he tried his best to resist, he was unable to slow down the sword's edge in the slightest.

Can't stop!
The evil god dodged sideways, and the knight's sword fell and brushed his face. It was so close that he could even feel the pain of the sword cutting his skin.

The sword slid down to the flat chest and suddenly stopped. The female knight held Wayne's hands, deflected the knight's sword, drew a golden arc and slashed directly at the evil god's neck.

The change of move came too fast and too suddenly. The evil god had no time to dodge and tilted his head back slightly, and his only remaining horn was cut off.

He howled in pain, angrily accusing his opponent of being a knight but not observing chivalry. As the fight went on, they suddenly merged into one.

Under the guidance of the female knight, Wayne's body returned to normal appearance, the knight's armor was proportionally reduced, the pure magic power catered to the slowly opening sun eye, and the knight's sword became more dazzling.

He slashed down and shattered the totem blood sea that the evil god used for defense again. Then he struck hard several times in succession, chopping the evil god into pieces. The dragon features on his body, including the dragon wings, dragon tail, and dragon horns were all chopped off.

Clang!
The evil god was kicked away, and he stood up to fight back, but the knight's sword was pressed against his neck, so he dared not move.

"Believe me, I am really a god. The reason why I was defeated by you is because my thoughts cannot be fully realized..."

"Give me a chance. I had no choice in hell before. Now I want to be a good person."

The knight's sword remained motionless.

Wayne ignored the evil god's lies. The devil's lies were even less reliable than his diary. At least the punctuation marks in his diary were real.

The female knight whispered in Wayne's ear, stabbed the dragon's heart with her sword, ending its life and giving her relief.

Sister, I really want to give you a relief, but the maid may be able to rescue you!
Wayne did not draw his sword and stab the evil god in the chest. Although the evil god deserved to die, the maid was innocent. No matter what, this was a life.

When the female knight heard Wayne's inner voice, she was slightly stunned. She was narrow-minded just now and had to admit that Wayne's kindness was worthy of the title of knight.

She held Wayne's hands and inserted the knight's sword upside down into the ground, knelt on one knee, put one hand on her chest, and guided the sunlight into the knight's sword.

This shape looks very much like loyalty. The evil god probably lost his faith, and his mind was frightened by the ancient gods. He was a bit not very smart, and mistakenly thought that he had moved Wayne. Not only did he escape, but he also instigated a knight to be loyal to him.

The evil god was no longer sleepy. He dusted himself off, stood up, straightened his back and waited for the knight to take the oath.

boom! ! !
The light spread on the ground, forming a gorgeous and complex sun totem with the knight's sword as the center. The strong light shot up into the sky, enveloping Wayne and the evil god at the same time.

People's physiques are different. Wayne hugged the long legs of the sun goddess and felt warm under the sun. The evil god was completely the opposite. Amidst his shrill screams, strands of blood were peeled off his body and he turned into a bright red devil's face in mid-air.

The crocodile with long horns looks a bit like a dragon, but after being skinned and scaled, it looks like a sheep's skull.

He howled in pain, cursing Wayne's blood and cursing that the knight would one day become his plaything.

Just like the notorious Death Knight, he is only powerful for a moment and will eventually become a minion of Hell!
A ray of red light hit Wayne's body. It was the final curse of the evil god, which made Wayne unable to live or die. It was also a coordinate.

Failure is only temporary, he will come back.

Ugh!

The evil god's thoughts were wiped out by the sunlight, and the maid Oga's thin body slowly fell down.

Wayne caught it in his knight armor, with the background of the expelled evil god, the twisted pentagram of the Sea Shrine, and the golden beam rising into the sky...

(End of this chapter)