Restarting the myth.

Chapter 145: Practice more food
The bullets clanged as they hit Dunn, only tearing his clothes, then bounced off like steel.

He growled, and his body swelled up to a height of two meters and five. His muscles made his suit become a tight-fitting suit. He raised one arm with his elbow in front of his chest and rushed towards the exit of the mine like a cannonball.

What kind of magic is this? It can also block bullets. Is it a metal shell?
Wayne looked at the tear in his suit, and with the help of the dim mining lamp, he could vaguely see the luster reflected by the white metal.

He had no time to be surprised. He slid to block the exit of the mine, and with a slight hook of his finger, several vines shot out from the ground.

The vines wrapped around Dunn's feet like poisonous snakes. Although they were torn apart by the brutal force, the resistance still affected his balance. Dunn leaned forward, his momentum involuntarily decreased, and he staggered several times and almost fell to the ground.

Wayne raised his fingers and a vine-like poisonous snake as thick as his arm emerged, wrapped around one of Dunn's ankles, swung it in a circle and smashed it hard to the ground.

Before Dunn's eyes, the wind was howling, there were several loud bangs, the lights in the mine were flickering, the rock walls were shaking, and debris of earth and rocks were falling.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Wayne had no intention of engaging in close combat with the vine. Following the principle of using it to the fullest, he controlled the vines to smash the ground continuously, leaving a large human-shaped pit every time it fell.

The mine was not only filled with compacted soil, but also with wooden sleepers and railroad tracks. Dunn roared and put his hands in front of him. He could protect the front but not the back, and the back of his head came into close contact with the railroad tracks.

bang~~
It was crisp and pleasant, the lingering sound echoed, and the sound of bones cracking could be clearly heard.

"Hey, don't kill him. Leave him alive and torture him for information."

Kerr reminded him that Dunn treated Eclipse Town as a bank and withdrew large amounts of cash through Mayor Welsh every month. This was organized and premeditated, and there was obviously a professional gang behind it.

Holy light magic is good at healing, but it cannot bring the dead back to life. If Wayne were to destroy him the way he was, after going through the whole process, his brains would be blown out and he could not be saved.

Now that the clues are gone, it will be difficult to follow the path.

"It's just a serious injury, but it's not that easy to die."

Wayne said this, but his men still left some leeway. The vines loosened and slammed Dunn against the wall.

Not far away, the fat, greasy man, the Welsh mayor, was holding a pistol with chattering teeth, pretending to be calm.

"Don't come over here, I have a gun."

Wayne didn't even look at it, he waved his hand and rolled up the spores and blew them over.

The mayor was very straightforward. Wayne fell down as soon as he raised his hand.

My lord, times have changed, but a pistol cannot scare a magician. Remember to use a submachine gun next time.

No, use a heavy machine gun.

Someone said that heavy machine guns are better than submachine guns!
Dunn staggered to his feet, feeling dizzy and light-headed. Everything seemed to be spinning.

His skin is thick and tough, and his vitality is beyond ordinary people. Even for a magician, it is too outrageous.

Wayne narrowed his eyes and once again caught the white metallic light from the tear in his suit. It was not metal at all, it was bone.

Dunn pulled the bones out of his body and covered the surface of his body.

True exoskeleton defense!

Dunn held the wall with one hand and raised the other arm high, staring at Wayne fiercely: "Pagan, return to the arms of death!"

He had thick bones, and his raised arms were much thicker than an average person's thighs. His arms were covered with densely packed black tadpole symbols.

As magic power was injected, the tadpole symbol moved along the skin of the arm and transformed into a black crow with its wings spread.

The goddess of death has three subordinate gods. Because the goddess is high above and has never descended to the mortal world, except for the chosen knights, even the most outstanding disciples find it difficult to hear her oracles. If one wants to contact death, they can only do so through the three subordinate gods.

Therefore, these three subordinate gods are also called the three major agents, namely the Observer, the Judge, and the Executor.

The Watcher, Griu the Doom Spider, had previously invited Wayne to join the Death Faction.

The black crow on Dunn's arm symbolizes the judge among the three great agents - the soul-eating crow Sene.

The black crow symbol lit up, and the gray death swamp swept down. A dead, cold and withered wind blew past, instantly killing the spores floating in the air, and the vines withered and rotted the moment they came into contact.

Dunn roared, and with the aura of death surrounding him, he rushed out of the mine.

The bones that had grown and hardened due to magic power drilled out of the skin. The three-meter-tall white hedgehog was shining with metallic luster and was covered in blood, which made Wayne feel unwell.

He thought a lot, but he never expected that the inhuman black magician was a believer of the goddess of death.

In fact, it is true. His belief that death is peaceful and eternal does not mean that death is only peaceful and eternal. In most cases, death is synonymous with evil.

It is reasonable and logical for the necromancer to manipulate the mayor to plunder the people and use the stolen money to subsidize the Church of Death.

As a Death Knight, Wayne felt extremely ashamed and stared fiercely at Dunn who was rushing towards him.

Return to the arms of death!

Wayne pushed with both hands, the earth rumbled and shook, countless vines rose from the ground, hundreds of sharp protrusions appeared, and they piled up into a high wall, rolling over like a chariot.

boom!
The gray death swamp collides with the vibrant vines, water and fire cannot coexist, and the two completely opposite energies collide back and forth, making the fight difficult to separate.

Kerr reminded him, "He has summoned the power of the Agent Sene. You have no chance of winning if you continue to waste your mana. Don't waste your mana. Make some space and we will attack together."

There is no need for chivalry to deal with evil, just fight together!

"No, I can handle it by myself."

Green light bloomed in Wayne's eyes, and under Kerr's incredible gaze, he used his enormous magic power to block the divine power summoned by Dunn.

Both the quality and quantity of magic power far exceeds the limits that a silver wizard can achieve, and can also crush ordinary gold wizards.

If Dunn hadn't summoned the power of the Agent to possess him, he would have been knocked down by the attack.

This monster...

Kerr was dumbfounded and seriously suspected that the Vatican sent Mona to approach Wayne in order to poach people from the Church of Nature.

If you can’t dig it up, just take someone hostage and take them back. It’s worth it!
boom! !

An ambiguous murmur was heard, low, terrifying, and extremely ominous. The aura of death surged in an instant, and a high wall of rotten vines rushed straight in front of Wayne.

The thick aura of death tightly wrapped around Wayne, and then...

Nothing much happened, the effect was very average.

From the perspective of the bystander Kerr, the aura of death could not hurt Wayne, who was green from head to toe. No matter how hard the aura of death hit, it could not break through the faint light film.

"Happy Death Day, Pagan!"

Roars filled with anger and pain emanated from the mine and echoed through the night sky.

Dunn's body swelled again, white bone and steel spikes emerged, blood mist burst out, tearing the skin and muscles, and the bloody monster with a strong visual impact occupied the entire mine tunnel.

A terrifying air wave surrounded his body, and with a heart-wrenching wail, white bone and steel spikes gathered together, growing together tightly, like a huge knight's lance, rushing out of the mine entrance with infinite force.

The aura of death gathered together, disrupted the airflow, wrapped around the knight's spear tip, and turned into a violent hurricane that spiraled forward.

Kerr screamed, and in a hurry, he only had time to cast a spell to erect a white wall in front of Wayne.

The wall of holy light was touched by the spiraling death energy and fell apart in the blink of an eye.

Wayne did not dodge or evade. He spread his feet and took a horse stance. His fist, which was retracted under his abdomen, turned into an afterimage and blasted out.

A head-on confrontation!

At the moment of punching, the work clothes on Wayne's arm were torn, the fist tip rushed forward, the air compressed and concave, and there was a whip-like explosion.

The violent force was unstoppable and hit the tip of the gray spiral gun.

When the two collided, the explosive recoil force caused Wayne's feet to sink, and the ground caved in and cracked, making crackling sounds.

When the fist touched the breath of death, the spiral momentum came to an abrupt halt and disappeared in an instant. Then the remaining force not only hit the Bone Knight's spear, but the terrifying force was enough to blast a deep fist mark into even steel.

boom!
The ground shook and Kerr's eardrums boomed and exploded, as if he had temporarily lost his hearing. He could not hear anything, but the noise made his head buzz.

The sound waves shook him back repeatedly, and the strong wind poured into the mine, shaking off a lot of gravel and soil. The knight's spear's momentum stagnated, and large cracks appeared on the surface. As the violent wind rolled over, the cracks spread from the tip of the spear, and pieces of white bones fell off. The bone knight's spear shattered and splashed in all directions.

With his bones shattered, his divine power exhausted, and his body covered in blood and flesh, Dunn stood there stupidly, muttering "It's impossible".

Death collapsed in the face of nature, which dealt a heavy blow to his faith and made him unable to accept it for a while.

If it was just his death magic, it wouldn't matter, he couldn't defeat it, but this was the divine power of the Agent...

"If you're not good enough, just practice more. There's no such thing as impossible!"

Wayne retracted his fist expressionlessly, rubbed it repeatedly behind his back, and was too confident. The aura of death might not hurt him. He was even as happy as if he was back home, but his bones were really hard.

Kerr came back to his senses from the shock and looked behind Wayne: "Oh, you rubbed it, it hurts, it hurts."

Where did this sand sculpture come from!
Wayne didn't bother to pay attention to him. He waved his hand and rolled up the vines to wrap around Dunn. The latter was covered in blood and had no strength to fight anymore. Looking at the rolling green vines, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His face was covered in blood and his smile was particularly ferocious.

boom!
Flesh and blood exploded, and broken flesh mixed with the smell of death was smeared everywhere. In the thick atmosphere of death, the malice called curse lingered.

Pieces of white bones emerged from the flesh and blood, and under the guidance of the aura of death, gathered together to form a three-meter-tall white bone giant.

The white skeleton was stripped of flesh and blood, surrounded by an ominous aura. In one hand he held a white bone sword and in the other he held a white bone shield. Two white lights were jumping on his skull and behind him was a gray death mist. He looked heroic and good at fighting.

"It's the curse of death. He cursed himself to be tireless, insensitive to pain, and never fall down."

Kerr frowned and said, "Let me do it. This is more difficult. My holy light can effectively suppress it..."

As he spoke, Wayne had already walked in front of the skeleton infantry and threw a punch to dispel the aura of death. The bones were scattered all over the ground. The white skull fell to the ground and rolled a few times. The light spots in the eye sockets struggled and jumped a few times before going out.

"What did you say? What can holy light suppress?" Wayne asked, turning his head.

Kerr: (_)
I was careless and misread the magic formula. It wasn't a persistent curse or a scare tactic.

Damn death believer, he still wants to trick him before he dies.

Wayne put his fist on his lower back and rubbed it repeatedly, saying, "Kerr, don't stand there in a daze, come and see, can this guy be saved?"

"can."

Kerr snorted twice: "As long as I am one of the seven angels in charge of the Golden Rule, as long as his soul returns to heaven, he can be saved if these two conditions are met."

So that's how it is. I learned a new useless posture.

Kerr dragged Mayor Welsh out of the mine, woke him up with a left hook, and without waiting for him to speak, slapped him in the face with a series of slaps.

"I didn't realize you were so jealous of evil." Wayne said in surprise. He thought he was the only one like that.

"Who let him marry such a beautiful wife!"

"..."

Wayne was speechless and politely exited the conversation. He picked up the mayor's pistol and put it on his waist, then looked intently into the depths of the mine.

As I said, it is impossible to go in. If the mine collapses, who will uphold justice in the future?
"Mona, come out if you hear anything."

Wayne shouted and pricked up his ears waiting for a response. The complexity of the mine was far beyond his imagination. It was definitely not as simple as a straight road.

Wayne pressed one hand on the ground, and a vine emerged from beside his feet. As he injected magic power into it, a small white flower as pure as he was blossomed at the tip of the vine.

Vision is shared and perception is expanded.

The vines move along the ground, going deep into the mine with complex terrain. When they encounter forks along the way, the vines grow new branches, and a white flower grows on top of each branch.

The rustling sound of crawling was heard in every corner of the mine, searching for Mona's hiding place.

Kerr shuddered as he heard this and whispered, "I've wanted to say this a long time ago. The magic of the Church of Nature is too weird."

Ten minutes later, with the help of his sensory vision, Wayne saw a familiar butt in an almost collapsed tunnel.

No, it’s a familiar figure.

The back is plump, like a peach. Using the adjective of a nature believer, Wayne would like to call it a succulent plant because it is very hydrated.

Mona was wearing the uniform of the tactical team, lying limply on a pile of dirt. Her white robe was spotless, her black stockings were torn in many places, she was shoeless, and she looked unconscious, a scene resembling a post-war settlement.

Wake up, don’t sleep anymore!
The vines climbed up Mona's shoulders. Wayne was unable to make a sound to wake her up, so he could only whip her in the face again and again.

Mona frowned, she was too tired, her eyelids trembled a few times and she was not awake.

Wayne had no choice but to control the other vines to gather together, weave into a net to cover Mona, and then return to the original path to drag her towards the exit of the mine.

With this tug, the white robe slid upwards and retreated directly to the waist.

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Wayne thought it was boring, so he drove away the uncontrollable vines and controlled them to cover his robe tightly.

What's so good about it? It's not like I haven't seen it before.

Wayne lifted Mona's body and placed it on a fishing net woven with vines to prevent her from being disfigured, and thoughtfully arranged for her to be placed facing forward.

Along the way, the stockings were damaged by friction with the ground, and the scene was resolved again.

Three minutes later, the vine net brought Mona back to the entrance of the mine. Wayne raised his hand and snapped his fingers, asking Kerr to come and rescue her.

He knows nothing about holy light magic, as his expertise is not suitable for him.

Kerr half-knelt in front of Mona, put one hand on her forehead, and injected holy light to dispel her pain.

The results were not very good.

"Her injuries were not serious and she has healed on her own. The reason she didn't wake up was probably because her mental energy was too exhausted. It's understandable. The enemy is indeed quite capable." Kerr shook his head and could only wait for Mona to wake up on her own.

"Carry him on your back and let's leave here first." Wayne pointed at the mayor and said to Kerr.

"Instead of carrying him, I might as well carry Mona. At least she's a woman." Kerr looked disgusted and chose the woman between ugly and ugly.

"He is your love rival. If you don't carry him on your back, who will you carry on your back?"

Wayne was quick to carry Mona on his shoulders before Kerr could. He walked out of the mine and subconsciously patted his butt: "The mayor can die, but he can't die here. There are a bunch of accomplices waiting for him to identify in court. This is the back of justice. Many people want to bear it but can't find a way. What do you have to be disgusted with?"

"That's easy to say, but you don't even see how heavy he is."

Kerr refused to have close contact with Mayor Welsh, so he grabbed his wrist and dragged him out of the mine. The two entered the miners' dormitory, and Kerr threw him to the ground.

Wayne looked around and saw the dirty floor and the iron bed without bedding. He chose one and put Mona on the bed.

If she dares to sleep on the floor today, she will dare to sleep with the boss tomorrow. So, let’s just round it up and go straight to the bed.

"The person has been found, the mission is accomplished, and the next step is my commission investigation."

Kerr looked at Wayne and raised his eyebrows. "I remember you said that you would write the investigation report and I would give you half of the commission."

"You took it seriously, just a casual remark."

"How can a man go back on his word?" Kerr was furious.

How refreshing! As a real man, it is inevitable that he may not keep his word sometimes.

Wayne raised his middle finger, the mine was at risk of collapse at any time, and he would be doomed if he went in.

At this moment, Mona woke up with a cry, propped up her arms and shook her dizzy head: "Hurry, there is a stone slab deep in the mine, go and get it."

She had a severe headache and didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt someone touching her butt while she was half asleep and half awake.

It feels very familiar, it’s the master… ugh, it’s Bruce’s method.

Mona looked at the two men in the field suspiciously. Who, who touched him just now?

(End of this chapter)