Restarting the myth.

Chapter 15 The Strongest Magic (Thanks to the leader 'Call Me Uncle Luo' for the reward)

The curse on me hasn’t been lifted yet, and now another one comes. Can I handle it?
Wayne's face looked grim. He finally understood what the ubiquitous warnings meant. Now he wished he could push Bloody Mike and ask him to complete the ceremony quickly.

wrong!

If, he meant if, he was also in the town right now, did completing the ceremony mean that he would also have to rest in peace?

With his life at stake, Wayne asked directly.

The priest nodded and said, yes, everyone will rest in peace.

Wayne's face changed completely, and he said quickly: "Where is the address of the ceremony? Tell me quickly."

The priest did not give a direct answer, but said that he visited the Nelson estate every year to visit the graves, and that he had seen a fresh bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone a few days ago, heralding the return of the heir to the Nelson family.

"Perhaps he is here for revenge, but continuing the unfinished ritual of the Nelson family can bring peace to everyone. I hope you won't stop him."

"Then we will die too."

"..."

The priest was silent, and that was right.

He began to narrate the tragedy of the small town. From the outside, the town of Kafuno was no different from other towns, and the townspeople were no different from ordinary people. But every year on this night, everyone's true faces would be exposed, struggling in the scorching flames, their souls falling into endless pain and longing for relief.

But once tonight is over, everyone will forget it, not even a nightmare will be left.

Wayne and the others sympathized with the townspeople's plight and refused their tickets, now they just wanted to stop the ceremony so they wouldn't have to rest in peace as well.

The priest naturally would not let them leave, but unfortunately his thinking was rigid and he could not use advanced divine arts. His chanting was interrupted by a shot from Veronica, and he was hit twice by Wayne with a stick, and he was completely inactive.

Several people rushed out of the church. William looked back and asked in confusion, "Is this not considered resting in peace?"

Obviously that didn't count. The priest's withered body reassembled and the missing parts grew out of thin air. He possessed magical powers during his lifetime, and his recovery speed was much faster than that of ordinary townspeople. Wayne and others had not walked far when he stood up and walked.

Densely packed zombies surrounded the church. They seemed to be afraid of something and did not rashly step into the church territory. They howled and waited for Wayne and others to enter the bowl by themselves.

In the back, the priest walked out of the church holding the Bible in one hand.

Wayne stood on the lawn between the fence and the gate. There were wolves in front of him and tigers behind him. He had to break out as soon as possible.

Bang!
Veronica turned around and shot the priest in the head. Wayne was extremely envious of her amazing marksmanship.

Coach, how much does this magic cost?

"Let's go to Nelson Manor, the Death Walker must be there!"

Veronica gritted her teeth and said, I've been cheated, every time outside the school gate, can't the dirty adult world have a little honesty?

"Wayne and I checked. The castle is empty and there was a summoning ritual that we destroyed."

William said hurriedly: "Maybe we didn't check it clearly, but if the Death Walker is really not there, wouldn't it be a waste of precious time?"

Hearing him say this, Wayne's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned around to look at the church.

The priest knew Mike was back!
The priest was happy for Mike to complete the ceremony!

The priest refused to reveal the location of the ceremony!

The zombies dare not set foot on church grounds!
Following this line of reasoning, the strange ritual on the castle platform was nothing more than a smokescreen, a chess piece used to delay time, and everything made sense.

Wayne's eyes lit up, and in order to prove his inference, he waved his hand, grabbed the air and sniffed it hard.

No scent of living beings other than them was detected. Mike had never been to the church, but... magic could conceal scents. It was not ruled out that Mike was meticulous and had erased all traces in order to not disturb his plans.

Someone said that only magic can defeat magic!

"Goddess, this is my last bit of magic."

Wayne believed it a little, gambled all his magic power, puffed up his chest, and took a deep breath.

After filtering out the scents of gays, young ladies, black cats, and handsome guys, he smelled a strong scent of death, and the Book of Greed immediately cast an excited gaze at him.

Wayne couldn't catch his breath, coughed violently a few times, and said to Veronica excitedly: "I smell it, Bloody Mike is in the church!"

"..." x3
Do you really have a dog nose? x3
Even a dog's nose is not that sharp! x3
"It is the blessing of the Moonlight Goddess. She gave me the sense of smell of wild beasts..."

Wayne rushed two steps towards the church, and when he found that no one was following him, he stopped immediately: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up!"

William and Veronica looked at each other, the former nodded, willing to give Wayne a chance, while the latter gritted her teeth and thought it was just a trip to the church, and even if she failed it wouldn't waste much time.

A liar knows other liars best. What if you get fooled by him?

Several people rushed into the church quickly. When Wayne passed by the priest, he saw him slowly getting up. He swung a stick at him, directly hitting the other's head off.

The light in the church was dim. William temporarily gathered up some magic power and waved his hand to serve as a temporary light source.

Wayne shook his head, took out the flashlight he carried with him, and while his enhanced sense of smell was still somewhat retained, he ran straight to the backyard of the church through the side door and stopped in front of a row of dormitories.

"Bloody Mike, I know you're in there, come out, your plan has failed." Wayne's voice was loud, and it echoed far away in the night sky. After a moment, the door in the middle room slowly opened, and a man in a dark suit walked out.

Mike Nelson.

His clothes were not fancy, but formal, and he was not tall either. He was in his thirties with gray hair on his temples. The hard life in his early years made him bid farewell to his youth early.

One of Mike's eyes glowed scarlet, he looked at the few people and put on white gloves.

On the back of the glove, there is a black inverted triangle symbol painted on it, indicating that it is a magic item.

"I spent a lot of time setting up a fake ceremony in the castle, but I didn't lure you over. How should I put it? Bad luck. I overestimated you."

Mike laughed at himself. He had made a lot of preparations for today's ceremony and considered various possibilities, including the possibility of a magician suddenly interfering and disrupting the ceremony.

As a result, instead of the powerful magician, a few beginners came, and his painstaking efforts turned into a battle of wits and courage with the air.

Veronica snorted coldly and pulled the trigger continuously. Her shooting was extremely accurate, hitting Mike's chest and head respectively.

Mike had two more black holes on his body. He did not fall down as expected. He raised his hand and tapped his temple: "Don't waste your energy. I have integrated into this town. You can't kill me here."

Wayne: That's because you didn't show your health bar!
Veronica frowned and said, "You accepted the curse, became immortal, and are ready to sacrifice yourself to the goddess of death?"

"It's not a curse, it's a law, it's very precious..."

Mike smiled and said, "From the looks of you, you should still be students. It's normal for young people in the academy to not know the truth about the world. After all, teachers won't teach such advanced knowledge. Some teachers themselves don't even know what magic is, and what they believe in."

Veronica didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so she threw out a can. It was an advanced version of oral mushrooms. The hallucinogenic and corrupting spores grew rapidly, using Mike's body as nutrients, constantly growing stronger and corroding his flesh and mind.

The effect was average. Mike was just wearing a layer of human skin and did not have much nutrients. His willpower was also sufficient, and the hallucinogenic spores could not interfere with his thinking at all.

Veronica suddenly felt the situation was difficult and wanted to try close combat. She took the crowbar handed to her by Wayne and planned to dismantle Mike into parts.

Never mind anything else, let’s learn physics first!
Mike was well prepared. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The ground immediately turned into black mud. Arms wrapped around them, restrained the ankles of several people, and pinned them in place, unable to move.

Monica reacted the fastest, climbing onto Wayne's clothes and squatting on his shoulders.

Mike didn't take action directly. He had some kind of connection with the black arm. He looked at Veronica and William in surprise and said, "Excuse me, you are pagans blessed by the agent. That's good. High-quality sacrifices can increase the success rate of the ceremony."

After saying that, he pushed back his sleeves and looked at his watch. His deep red right eye turned dark, and he murmured, "It's coming, this belated night..."

Bang!
There was a loud noise like a cannonball being fired. Mike looked over and saw a blur before his eyes, and he flew backwards into the house behind him.

It was Veronica. The power of the dragon-blood girl was too strong. Even if her magic power was sealed, she could break free from the shackles of magic with her physical strength.

Veronica threw down a glass bottle, and the rapidly growing vines flattened the black quagmire, allowing Wayne and others to escape.

boom!
Rumble————

On the other side, Veronica was violent, pressing Mike to the ground and rubbing him madly. Regardless of whether she could kill him or not, she made a great scene and almost demolished a row of dormitories.

Monica leaned close to Wayne's ear and whispered, "Veronica has no magic power, so she can't win. I'll give you the magic power, and you can deal with the Death Walker."

Monica lost her original body due to the curse, so although her magic power was not randomly sealed by the curse, she can only cast a few limited auxiliary magics.

Because of their different beliefs, Veronica and William cannot borrow its magic.

Wayne is different. Monica once injected magic seeds into him, and he is a typical believer of the Moon Goddess.

At least that's what Monica thought, it developed a potential stock for the goddess.

"Is it reliable?"

Wayne pouted. It was a good thing to be able to replenish his magic, but he had never learned magic, so he couldn't do anything with his magic. Besides, the Book of Greed didn't desire other people's magic...

Isn't this just loneliness?
Monica said in a serious tone, "Magic is not that complicated. The way it is performed depends on your thinking. Use your imagination and imagine the most powerful magic in your mind. But don't be too outrageous, or I will suffer if it backfires."

"Remember, magic is just a lever, thinking is the key!"

Wayne was even more confused. In his mind, the most powerful magic was a daily necessity called the atomic bomb, which had a temperature of over four thousand degrees and made all living beings equal. Could this thing be created by magic?
"Have you thought of that?"

"I have an idea. It's bright and hot all at once. Is that okay? I feel like this should be the sun goddess..."

"It's okay, the Moonlight Goddess can do it too."

"..."

True or false, believers should be scientific and not compare with others.

Wayne looked conflicted. Monica was sure she could do it, but he himself didn't have much confidence. The key was that if he succeeded, he wouldn't be able to escape.

The magic power surged into his body, and Wayne had no time to think about it. A picture flashed through his mind, which immediately made him alert.

The decision is yours!

(End of this chapter)