Restarting the myth.

Chapter 153 Heaven's Gate: Whose Trumpet?
You all saw it. It was the other party who insisted on treating us. I didn't force them.

Wayne raised his hand and pressed the Golden Rule Bible. If he said no and you insisted not to believe it, then well, he couldn't just eat the meal!
The moment their fingertips touched, the holy power of light flowed into Wayne's body along his arms, and the light of the Golden Rule Bible suddenly surged, enveloping Wayne completely.

Gunther's eyes turned white and he was blinded by the strong holy light. An invisible force spread out and pushed him far aside.

On the left and right sides, Atli and Mona held the archbishop's arms, and the three of them looked towards the light with bated breath.

Holy Light is Coming!

sacred!

purely!

And eternal!
Gazing at the warm light, the three felt the presence of God, as if they were blessed and guided, and their faith and courage were strengthened in the light.

Mona's eyes were shining with holy light, her heartbeat accelerated, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and said in a trembling voice: "Archbishop, it's him, right?"

"do not speak."

Gunther spoke in a low voice, fearing that any louder voice would disturb the communication between Wayne and the Golden Rule Bible.

It is impossible to determine whether it is true or not, after all, the stigmata have not yet appeared, but judging from the current scene, it is most likely true.

The Golden Rule Bible is the channel of communication between the Holy See and Heaven. It was written by the angel who controls the Golden Rule. It is a holy object passed down by the Holy See. Holding it can not only communicate with Heaven, but also summon angels to come to the world.

Because of its great significance, it is often targeted by the devil, and the selection of the person who holds the Bible cannot be careless. The Holy See and Heaven have each imposed a seal on the Golden Rule Bible.

The Vatican's selection process has gone through a series of screenings. Basically, every holder of the Golden Rule Bible is the highest person in charge of a major diocese. Their faith has stood the test of time, and their strength is not too bad either. At the very least, they are all at the gold level.

Like Gunther, he had to go through several tests before he was qualified to sign the Golden Rule Bible.

This contract was equivalent to a letter of introduction. With the letter of introduction, Gunther entered the gate of heaven with his mind and was able to establish a long-term cooperative relationship with an angel in the Human Resources Department.

If his holy light is pure enough and his strength is strong enough, if he sets up a small stall and shouts loudly, many angels passing by will be willing to cooperate with him.

Now let’s talk about the seal of heaven, which is imposed by the angels themselves and is more stringent.

Without absolutely pure holy light and a letter of recommendation from the Holy See, anyone who uses the Golden Rule Bible without authorization will be judged as a demon, triggering the automatic defense system, and a large wave of holy light will be injected to directly blow the person away.

If you refuse to accept and continue to force your way through, the defense system will increase its output and it will be gone in an instant.

The defense mechanism ensures that angels cannot impersonate each other and can freely enter and exit the gates of heaven. Relatively speaking, it becomes extremely difficult to find reincarnated angels.

Reincarnated angels have no memory of heaven and will not voluntarily reveal their identities, so the Vatican needs to find them one by one.

The vast sea of ​​people is one problem, and the defense mechanism that results in either death or injury is another problem.

The Holy See is on the front line. It is impossible for them to arrest people on the streets and conduct experiments on them one by one. This barbaric and irresponsible behavior is no different from locking anyone suspected of being a witch in a basement, torturing them, and then burning them.

It can't be!

So Gunther complained that the reincarnation of angels was too troublesome, and the Pope was so anxious that he pulled out a lot of his hair.

Back to the topic, Wayne was injected with a large wave of holy light and shook slightly, but was not blown away.

Book of Greed: If you follow the Vatican, you will have only nine meals a day in three days.

The defense mechanism increased the output intensity, and the holy light was so much that it overflowed. This situation seriously misled Gunther. He had no idea that Wayne could cheat, and he really thought he had found the right person.

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The Book of Greed obtained a large amount of holy light, and Wayne felt hot all over. It was too warm. The overflowing holy light could not be vented in his body, and it would soon turn into a blazing holy flame.

The Book of Greed is very picky. It will not eat again what it has eaten, and it is too lazy to touch the leftovers. It has already tasted these Holy Lights, and will not eat them a second time no matter how delicious they are.

Wayne felt extremely hot and irritated, he stared into the Book of Greed, dyed his own magic power with pure white holy will, and pretended to be someone else, which made him feel much better.

At this time, bathing in the holy light no longer causes a feeling of heat or burning, but rather a warm and comfortable feeling.

He had come into contact with the reincarnation altar of the Lord of Pride, on which was the Holy Word of the Golden Rule, and he was more than capable of pretending to be one of his own, so the defense mechanism stopped outputting and a shining door was opened to him.

It is said to be a gate, but in fact it is two tall and majestic pillars, carved with countless mysterious and complex patterns and symbols. Pure light shines out from the gate, making Wayne feel an indescribable tranquility and peace, as if his soul has been sublimated.

The Book of Greed was impatient and was about to rush forward with a roar.

Wayne slapped him, and he became much more obedient.

I haven't rushed yet, why are you in such a hurry? Go and queue up behind me!
Wayne was filled with greed. The moment the Gate of Heaven appeared, his mind was projected to the front of the door. He hesitated for 0.25 seconds and looked inside cautiously.

The mind escapes into the gate of heaven, and Wayne's thoughts are shaped uncontrollably.

The pale torso, the featureless face, and the huge single eye cracked on his chest are all characteristics of his fusion with the Book of Greed.

Inside the gate, the sky was shrouded in mysterious light and the whole world was bathed in sacred glory.

Deep in the clouds, there are white palaces of all sizes, rainbow bridges, waterfalls with silver light, and occasionally a dragon's roar is heard, rolling waves in the sea of ​​clouds.

A magnificent picture slowly unfolded in front of Wayne, and a mysterious and solemn atmosphere filled his face.

Flutter flutter——

Rays of light descended from the sky, and angels with wings on their backs appeared and disappeared in the holy light. Their faces were blurry and could not be seen clearly, and only the light of wisdom revealed in their eyes could be seen.

Gentleness, kindness, hope, dreams, and wish for eternal peace in the world.

The pattern came into being immediately!
Wayne didn't have this awareness and suspected that the other party was pretending and trying to forcibly raise his level to fool an honest man like him.

The big eyeballs on their chests blinked, and the beauty filter was turned off, and the angels' appearance suddenly changed.

The wings are still the same wings, and they are even enlarged in proportion. The other parts have changed 180 degrees, and the shapes are varied. Everything Wayne can imagine can be found here.

Some look like humans, some are animals, some have black, dry bodies, some have devil-like horns, some are strange geometric shapes, and more are patchwork monsters.

It cannot be said to be anthropomorphic. This group of non-human angels have nothing in common with humans in appearance.

They have hideous faces, strange looks, ugly and terrifying. The light of holiness cannot make them appear compassionate, but only makes people resist and stay away from them from the bottom of their hearts.

Wayne's mind reshaped, his six fleshy wings spread out, his limbs and head disappeared, leaving only the single eye on his torso and the wriggling tentacles behind him.

The angels looked over curiously.

There is a smell of the Golden Rule, and we are one of us.

Whose trumpet is this? It never ends, right?
Look at me, I'm not that boring.

I don’t know!

More and more angels gathered around, and Wayne squirmed and stretched out his tentacles, scaring the surrounding angels so much that they ran away.

The tentacle rolled in the void, collecting the holy light and incorporating it into its body. The angels met and discussed for a while, and one of them flapped his wings and drove Wayne out of the gate of heaven.

Why are you pretending to be a newbie here? Change to a big account and come over to talk!
……

The surging holy light dissipated, and the Golden Rule Bible fell to the ground with a bang. Wayne looked at his hand, with golden light flashing in his eyes. He said to Gunther and the other two, "No reaction, I don't have any stigmata, I'm really not an angel!"

How could there be no reaction? Do you think I'm blind? x3
Wayne's mind escaped into the gate of heaven, and the three onlookers saw the form shaped by his mind and the hazy shadow of an angel in the holy light. Although they didn't hear the conversation, it was obvious that they communicated for a while.

You are an angel! x3
Archbishop Gunther was the most certain. He had entered the gate of heaven when he signed the Golden Rule Bible.

He was shaped by his mind to maintain human appearance, without wings and big eyeballs. Unlike Wayne, his true form was revealed on the spot.

This is a direct expression of the soul and cannot be faked!

In addition, when he went in, the angels ignored him and were all very busy.

I don’t know what I’m busy with, but I’m very busy.

He shouted for a long time, probably because the noise was disturbing the neighbors, and finally got an angel to show up reluctantly. He lowered his price again and reluctantly finalized the cooperation relationship.

Wayne was mobbed as soon as he entered the door. The treatment was completely different. It was clear that he was warmly welcomed home.

The evidence is irrefutable. Under the glory of heaven, how can you continue to quibble? Gunther was upset. He had suffered so much to find Wayne that he couldn't sleep all night. Now he found him, but the other party refused to admit it. How could there be such a hypocritical angel? How could he dare to be more straightforward?

MMP in my heart, but smiling on my face!

Gunther smiled and said, "Mr. Wayne, the Golden Rule Bible does not exclude you, and you have successfully entered the kingdom of heaven. According to this process, you are an angel."

Wayne: (_)
"You are not forcing me to buy it. You just said it very clearly. There will be stigmata, stigmata!"

Wayne raised his voice and turned around: "Look at me, where are the signs of stigmata? You insisted that I was the one before the proof, and you kept pestering me after the proof, so I touched you in vain!"

Wayne was very dissatisfied with his attitude, so Gunther tried to coax and persuade him: "Mr. Wayne, the stigmata may be hidden in a hidden corner. If you don't believe it, I will let Mona take you to the next room and you will find it after checking."

Mona was eager to try.

What are you excited about?

Wayne: ()
Excuse me, is this really a cathedral? Why does it sound like a red-light district?
Wayne waved his hand and said, "No need to check. I am very sure that I am not an angel and I don't have any stigmata on my body. And please rest assured that I will help keep the secret of the angel's reincarnation and will not publicize it at the top of my voice."

So, don't hire a killer. It's better to use the money to keep him silent.

Wayne was about to leave as he spoke. The food in the cathedral was good and the midnight snack tasted delicious. When he transformed in the future, he would have holy light effects and feathers, and he would finally no longer be bald with fleshy wings.

"Wait a moment!"

Gunther blocked Wayne's way and almost knelt down in front of him with a bitter face: "Mr. Wayne, if you don't like it, I have another way to test it. Once you try it, you will know whether you are really a reincarnated angel."

Wayne looked at his watch and said in surprise, "It's already early morning. How come it took so long?"

"Ordinary people can't stay in heaven for so long..."

Gunther reminded quietly, and then said: "This method is very simple and won't take up too much of your time. I swear on the Bible that if it fails, it proves that you are not an angel, and I will never bother you again."

"Okay, this is the last time." Now that he was here, Wayne was ready to solve the problem once and for all.

Gunther was overjoyed and explained the test method.

Angels can sign a contract with a clergyman through the Golden Rule Bible, usually a cooperative relationship. Through this contract, the clergyman can borrow the power of the angels.

This contract is not reliable. The clergy can only borrow limited angelic power, and cannot stimulate the power of the stigmata. There is no way to prove that Wayne is not an angel and does not have any stigmata.

Therefore, the contract must be upgraded from cooperation to a compulsory master-servant relationship.

Wayne is at the top and the clergy are at the bottom. The contract is reached and the clergy will activate the stigmata by borrowing the power of angels.

In this way, it is clear whether it is true or not!
"You have such a convenient method, why didn't you use it just now?" Wayne was very puzzled. If the food had not been good, he would have overturned the table.

Please be reasonable. I had to resort to this trick because you refused to admit it!
Gunther was dissatisfied in his heart, but he did not complain at all. He said enthusiastically: "There is a nun with a holy spirit in the Holy See who is very suitable for signing a contract. I will call her over now."

Gunther's action was not only to provide evidence so that Wayne could not make excuses, but also for another consideration.

He could see that Wayne knew he was an angel but refused to admit it, which showed that his personality was somewhat hypocritical. As for an angel, it was understandable, and the one who signed the contract with him was also difficult to communicate with.

Very bad temper!

Under such circumstances, it is difficult for the Vatican to command Wayne, who has an independent will and cannot be trained as a thug. Forcing him will only embarrass both sides.

But if we don't use the angels, it would be a waste of time and it is not in the interests of the Holy See.

Having a clergyman sign the contract is different.

The clergy are easy to control. Once they shout for justice, they will rush forward without the Vatican having to say much.

Wayne didn't know Gunther's wishful thinking. Even if he knew, it would be a waste of effort. There was no so-called holy mark at all. He asked, "Can this master-servant contract be torn up? It won't be effective forever, right?"

"It can be torn up, but the Golden Rule is fair and just. It is no joke to use it as a witness. Both parties must agree, and the servant must pay a certain price before it can be revoked." Gunther answered truthfully.

This contract is for those angels who are unruly.

Power to you!

Wayne nodded. As long as it wasn't his loss, it would be fine. He pointed at Mona and said, "Forget about the nun with the Holy Spirit physique. Let's make a quick decision. I think she's fine."

Mona was stunned for a moment, and then she was very happy that her master finally recognized her identity.

"Mona..."

Gunther pondered for a moment. Mona did not have the physique of a holy spirit and could not accept more angelic power. It would be a waste to sign a contract. But seeing Wayne's impatient face, he could only grit his teeth and confirm the candidate.

Mona has decent talent, is devout in her faith, is hardworking and diligent, and most importantly, she is easy to control.

"No, if not, I'll leave."

"Yes, absolutely. She has your thoughts in her body, which saves a link. She is perfect for the job," Gunther said.

Wayne blinked, it seemed to be true, and said stubbornly: "I don't know what you are talking about. I have never planted any thoughts in his body. If there is any... it should be a coincidence."

"I think so too. What a coincidence." Gunther nodded seriously.

Wayne was silent. He never expected that a boomerang would hit him during an experiment.

No, he was not wrong. He was trying to protect Mona. If we have to say he was wrong, it can only be the Thousand-Eyed Demon's fault.

Mona excitedly came to Wayne and knelt on one knee as Gunther requested.

"Mona, would you like to be..."

"I am willing!"

"..." x2
Wayne: Why are you in such a hurry? The archbishop hasn't finished speaking yet!

The shape of the contract was a bit like a proposal, but Mona didn't bring an engagement ring, and Wayne just placed his hand on her head.

Gunther undid the seal, and the dormant mind in Mona's body immediately became active. At the same time, Mona heard the voice of her master again.

The voice and the person are right in front of me, proving that Wayne = Bruce = Angel.

He is truly an angel and cannot be blacklisted.

"It can still be washed!"

Wayne gritted his teeth and asked Gunther to start the contract ceremony quickly. Facts don't lie and justice is in the hearts of the people. When there are no holy marks on Mona's body, she will naturally return him to darkness.

At the same time, he also promised to release the contract and give Mona freedom.

As Gunther recited the complex and ancient contract spell, the Golden Rule Bible slowly floated up and hovered above Wayne and Mona.

The strong holy light shone down, stirring the thoughts in Mona's body and making Wayne feel that he was the master, he was above, and Mona was the servant below.

The burning sensation came again, Wayne switched modes, and the surging holy power burst out. The pure and flawless light made Gunther marvel. It was indeed the light that only angels possessed.

The Bible captured the breath of the Golden Rule, confirmed Wayne as the master, stripped away part of Mona's thinking and made her controlled by Wayne. Through this relationship, Mona could call upon the holy will of the Golden Rule in Wayne's body.

The golden halo transformed into a phantom, the wedge was locked tightly, and the master-servant contract was officially reached.

Mona's face was pious, the silver-white light in her eyes turned to gold, the aura around her rose madly, and a pair of white wings spread out behind her.

Breaking through the silver boundary and heading straight for the gold realm, on the back of his raised hand, the faint holy mark gradually deepened until it was completely formed.

Is this okay?

Where did the stigmata come from? They were borrowed from him, how come he didn’t know?
That's unreasonable, isn't it!

Wayne stared at it in amazement, and after a while he uttered a curse:
"Fuck!"

(End of this chapter)