Restarting the myth.

Chapter 263: Spirit of Vengeance, Hell, Succubus Transformation

West End, bar.

The streets of Lundang were shrouded in fog late at night. The street lights on both sides of the road and the lights of the vehicles were blurred in the fog, making everything appear vague.

When walking in it, you can only see the nearby scenery and cannot clearly see the pedestrians and buildings in the distance.

The fog is like a barrier, bringing a sense of isolation and loneliness to pedestrians at night.

Lendam is a very broad concept. Not every corner is shrouded in fog. For example, Inner Lendam in the central area is the political, cultural and economic center and the paradise of the powerful. The fog there is relatively thin, and it is a famous city that never sleeps with bright lights and feasting every night.

For example, in the wealthy West District and North District, the fog is not so extreme that you can't see your hand in front of you, and the nightlife is just as rich and colorful.

The East and South districts, where the working class gather, are in a worse situation. They are covered in thick fog and there is almost no nightlife. The workers have learned to go to bed early and get up early, because after a busy day there is always another day.

The fog in Lendam cannot be eliminated, but it can be suppressed by magic barriers. Because it is too expensive, only the wealthy Central, West and North districts are allowed to enjoy the nightlife.

Don’t even think about the East District and the South District. How can you enjoy a nightlife if you don’t have money to pay taxes? Just get a good night’s sleep and get enough energy, then work like a beast of burden the next day. The masters still expect you to suck your blood!
In addition, there are certain risks in going out at night. Perhaps it is a black magician or a monster spawned by the fog. Newspapers often publish news about people being killed or missing at night.

During that time last year, several technicians were killed late at night, and rumors of the Ripper's resurrection intensified...

Back to the topic, the old gentleman in a black suit pushed open the door of the private room on the second floor of the bar and placed the cane next to the chair.

He took off his suit jacket, his hat and his wig, revealing a stiff, greasy beard and a scruffy white coat.

Planck.

On the opposite side, Wayne had been waiting for a long time with his legs crossed, and his secretary Mona was standing behind the boss.

"Wayne, you're becoming more and more like Auston," Plank teased.

From his clothes and hairstyle to his temperament and demeanor, plus the beautiful secretary that comes with him, Wayne is a younger version of Aston. No wonder rumors arose that the two were biological father and son. They are so alike that it is understandable.

Planck knew it wasn't the case, but he couldn't help but doubt it.

Because it was Auston, who was notoriously insidious and cunning, he boldly assumed that Wayne was sent out of the house by Auston on the day he was born, secretly trained, and then called back home in the name of his wife's student, making Wayne officially the family heir as son-in-law.

If we dig deeper into the reasons, it is nothing more than to ensure that the family has successors, so that the eldest son will not be involved in various disputes too early and die before he reaches adulthood.

Good trick!
The more Planck thought about it, the more it seemed plausible to him. It was something that Austin could do. The only problem was that they were a brother and sister combination.

Considering the vulgar atmosphere in the upper class, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it. As long as Aston brought out previous successful cases and used the name of retro, he could barely get away with it.

So, they are really father and son!
"Dean Plank, my intuition tells me that you are thinking about something very offensive."

"No, I complimented you on your resemblance to Auston."

"That's so offensive."

Wayne rolled his eyes. He was worthy of being a legendary wizard. He started cursing as soon as he entered the door, and his curses were so harsh.

"Wayne, although you are very similar to Austin, you are still missing one thing..." Planck took out the ancient silver coin from his arms and played with it in his hands with a smile.

He knew that Wayne would come to find him.

Wayne did not hide anything and frankly expressed that he wanted ancient silver coins. Meditation alone could not satisfy his need for elemental fellows. He wanted ancient silver coins because he wanted to make progress so much.

Planck put the ancient silver coin on the table as if it was a matter of course, and Mona took the ancient silver coin and handed it to Wayne.

Wayne held the ancient silver coin and rolled it up quickly, looking more like Auston.

"Wayne, when are you going to start learning about the dark faith? What about death, have you thought about it?" Planck asked directly.

Calculating the time, it’s almost time to start.

"I need to think about it..."

"Don't worry, I brought everything."

Planck shook his head and waved his hand to take out two black boxes. "Young people nowadays, no, I should say that they are worthy of being the sons of Auston, they are patient and calm enough. I lose this round to you in the patience contest."

The two boxes were filled with teaching materials on faith, not only darkness, but also death, which were enough for Wayne to deal with the Silver Cross stage. Planck admitted that Wayne's patience was better than his. He took the initiative to admit defeat and spoke first, took two steps back, and advised Wayne not to gamble with his future.

Free mages focus on reality and interests, and the desire to win and so on can sometimes be put aside.

Suffering a loss is a blessing. You should consider the overall situation and don't always think about winning.

Otherwise, you will win now but lose in the future. There is no medicine for regret in the world.

Planck said a lot. As the loser who spoke first, he simply handed over the teaching materials of faith and had no right to make any conditions.

Mona took the two black suitcases. Wayne looked through them, confirmed that they were correct, and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, I have one more thing."

Planck asked curiously, "Auston suddenly became interested in the Forgotten and asked me for a few patients. Do you know why? What is he researching?"

"The Forgotten?!"

Wayne frowned and said, "What's so good about studying a mental patient? His mind is all messed up."

Wayne said he didn't know. It was the first time he heard about it, and his nonchalant look didn't seem like an act. Planck couldn't find any fault with it, so he had to let it go.

"Wayne, when do you think you can become a golden wizard?"

"It should be soon. It shouldn't take long." Wayne shrugged. He didn't calculate the exact time, but estimated it would be within three to five months.

"So fast?" Planck frowned.

"To be honest, I have come into contact with darkness and death before. Due to resource and environmental constraints, the knowledge I can find is very limited." Wayne pointed to the two suitcases. Now there is no problem.

Planck nodded, expressing his anticipation for that day.

The transaction was completed, and Planck put on a disguise and left first.

Ten minutes later, Mona stuffed the suitcase into the car, sat in the driver's seat, and arrived at a library in the West District according to the address provided by Wayne.

The geographical location is a bit remote, with few pedestrians at night and not prosperous during the day.

This private library consists of three floors and is usually not open to the public. It originally belonged to a nobleman and was used to enhance his image of being a knowledgeable person.

Due to his family's decline, he was forced to sell his image as a cultural figure. After Megan purchased it, she registered it under Wayne's name, and subsequent related matters were handed over to Mona.

Mona opened the back door and entered the library, then led Wayne to the office on the third floor. Next to the huge desk, there was a particularly abrupt wardrobe. When they pushed open the secret door, there was another world inside.

Generally speaking, this kind of secret door is set up in the company boss's office. He works overtime under the pretext of work to avoid his wife, and then has a tryst with his secretary here.

Mona explains the correct way to open the chamber of secrets and waits for Wayne to speak.

"Next time definitely!"

Wayne patted his butt, took out the unfinished Philosopher's Stone from his arms, immersed his mind in it, and found the core position.

Ouch!

The Book of Greed swallowed all the legendary wizard's lifelong learning in one gulp. It spit out a lot of repetitive content as it was, and said that the taste was average, not as delicious as Shadow Nightmare and Twilight Desolation.

Also, when are we going to eat the weapons of Sun and Moon Knight?

Wayne ignored it. The Book of Greed had become spoiled and its appetite became more and more picky, unlike him, who always knew when to stop and never be greedy.

According to the magic circle diagram provided by Senna, Wayne embedded the unfinished Philosopher's Stone into it, opening a secret passage to ensure that the library's office was connected to the Misty Forest.

The Mist Forest has been transformed by Wayne and Senna. The huge forest is divided into three areas, filled with the three divine powers of nature, darkness and death, which do not interfere with each other.

The century-old gold mountain was repeatedly excavated by the young Wayne, who made a lot of money. A large amount of magical materials were sent into the Mist Forest, and three large manors with completely different styles were renovated.

It can be understood as a collective apartment for fourteen vengeful spirits.

Wayne arranged the library according to Senna's requirements and directed Mona to work for most of the night. When he stopped, he noticed that the design of the library + secret space was so similar to nature and the Moonlight Church branch headquarters.

"So, those two places are also unfinished Philosopher's Stones?"

Wayne raised his eyebrows, thinking that it was very likely, and waved his hand to open the transmission channel, allowing the fourteen spirits of vengeance to enter and exit freely.

The door opened into the office, not the secret room further inside.

Soon, Yingying and Yanyan's fourteen vengeful spirits came out.

Seeing fourteen young and beautiful girls with her own eyes and hearing them call Wayne "Master" with her own ears, Mona felt uncomfortable all over, like a swan shot by an arrow. She snorted and froze in place.

Mona: ()
Boss, can you bear it?

Realizing Mona's unhappiness, Wayne spread his hands helplessly.

This is another one of his own people who has a deep misunderstanding of him. Let me say it for the last time: he is really not a pervert.

At least not this time.

His original intention of saving the candidate's soul was simply out of compassion. We cannot repeatedly put a gun to his head just because he is kind and honest.

"Girls, we're in Lundan."

Wayne handed out identification documents one by one: "Here are your identification documents. The church's wanted order has been revoked. From now on, you have nothing to do with the Natural Church. If you are not used to a life without faith and must believe in something, you can believe in me from now on."

The spirits of vengeance readily accepted the proposal. As Wayne's younger sisters, they really had no choice but to believe in their master.

"I promised you one last wish before. Most of you want to go home. The money has been deposited into your account..."

The wishes of the spirits of revenge are extremely simple. Almost all of them want to return to their hometowns to see if any of their relatives are still alive after many years of separation.

Regina also went home to check on her sister and make sure she was safe. Ottilia had no family, and her wish was simpler: to have a relationship with no fixed term, as long as her boyfriend didn't dump her.

"Don't worry if you don't have a body. You can move around freely in Lundan at night. During the day, you can also hang out in the library. No one can tell that you are spirits. If you have to go shopping during the day, there is a public body in the basement of the Forest Villa. Just follow the schedule."

"Otilia, this library will be yours from now on. You will be the director, managing the library and the others. Regina will be there to assist you."

Wayne said to Otilia, "This is Secretary Mona. If you encounter any big problems that you can't solve, contact me directly. You can ask her for help with small problems."

"Let me introduce you to three more colleagues..."

Wayne led everyone to the backyard of the library and introduced a dog, a horse, and a man. Looking at the growing formation, he couldn't help but recall the past.

At that time, he had just arrived in London and his team had just started. He had only one dog, seven or eight baskets of potatoes, and limited assets, and was chased around by the bigwigs in society.

At the beginning, there was only one dog, and all the equipment depended on the dog to pick up. After picking up Yulia, he straightened his back.

People do not share the same joys and sorrows. When Wayne recalled the past, Abo was deeply troubled.

All the new colleagues are women. No matter whether they are dead or alive, none of them were men when they were alive. Even Abin, who was not a human, was a bitch when she was alive.

and so……

Suddenly redundant.

Abo was restless and just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible. He came to Wayne and said that he had to work overtime tonight and wanted to return to work as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, I'll study you first."

Wayne reaches out and inserts his hand into the void...

Failed to pull out the Elemental Mantra. It seemed that Mura had already logged into the account and his priority was higher, so Wayne could not squeeze out the account.

It’s not a big problem. One third of the area of ​​the Hidden Mist Forest has been transformed by the force of life. He controls every aspect of the Hidden Mist Forest and integrates into nature in the form of a perfect elf, and can harness these life energies.

After the attempt, Abo and Abin's bodies completed half of the resurrection, in short, half-dead.

The contract form of the Book of Greed cannot be changed. The Spirit of Vengeance will always look the same as it did when the contract was signed.

As the master, Wayne has absolute control over the Spirit of Vengeance and can make it evolve according to the route he envisions.

Thus, the bodies of the two dead souls were covered with a layer of fake skin of the living and became lifelike.

But in essence, their bodies are already dead, which is a different situation from Ottilia and Regina.

"There's something..."

Wayne's eyes lit up and, inspired by this, he thought of new possibilities.

Since the evolution of the spirits of vengeance can be controlled by him, can they be transformed with different beliefs?
Just do it!

Abin and Abo have basically been finalized. According to the classification of biological science, they belong to the magical life realm, the spirit gate of revenge, the class of undead, and the order of zombies. The former belongs to the family Canidae, and the latter to the family Hominidae.

The twelve vengeful spirits died early and were collectively resurrected in the form of spirits. They themselves have already been finalized, belonging to the class Undead and the order Ghosts, all of which are in the family Hominidae.

After all the calculations, only Ottilia and Regina are worthy of faith transformation.

……

In the second half of the night, the twelve spirits of vengeance gathered in the Mist Forest and discussed their shifts around Flora.

The sisters were in love one second, and the next second they were comparing their misfortunes to each other, all wanting to put themselves in the front and go home to have a look.

"Sister, I died first. According to the first-come-first-served rule, I must be in the front of the line."

"Sifu, you've only been dead for sixty years. You're still young. It doesn't matter if you wait a few more days. Let my sister go first. I owe you that!"

"Why? We both died in the same year, and you only died a few seconds earlier than me!"

"Don't think I don't know. You've been dead for eighty years, and you're an orphan adopted by a branch of the church. You have no family at all. You want to use this body to get closer to your master, right?"

"Nonsense!"

"Since it's not, let me go first. I have an idea. This body belongs to the former saint. The first time is of great significance. The master will definitely remember my name."

"Bah, shameless!"
After a while, the fight started.

Library office.

Abin, Abo and Yulia have already left. The three of them were servants of the Death Knight. Most of the senior magicians in Lundan knew about them. They just met tonight to get acquainted with each other to prevent someone from associating Wayne with the Death Knight. The spirits of vengeance will not move around in the future.

Wayne sat on the sofa, with Mona standing behind him and Ottilia and Regina opposite him.

The former is still sad about her love. Because of their unequal status, it is difficult for her to have a fair relationship with her boyfriend. Even if she uses wishes to restrain herself, this love will become distorted.

From equality to unilateral charity.

Ottilia was extremely upset. If she had known that she would die if she participated in the Saint Selection, she should have agreed to Wayne at the Jianhe County Cinema.

No matter what, just be boyfriend or girlfriend first, and break up if it’s not suitable.

Regina doesn't have these worries and just wants to go home.

"Don't worry, I'll let you go soon. Remember to go early and come back early. You need my magic support to leave Lundan. The longer you stay outside, the weaker your body will be."

Wayne comforted Regina, contacted the two of them through his mind, explained the faith strengthening transformation, and handed out several plans at hand, allowing the two to choose.

The three faiths of the Alliance of Life, darkness, death, and heaven and hell.

The two women got together to discuss. They were both smart people, but because they were kind-hearted and rarely schemed, they did not seem very smart.

After several discussions, the two women came up with an idea.

First of all, the Life Alliance is impossible. They hate the Church of Nature and reject the Life Alliance. Darkness and Death are also not accepted because they have had too much contact with them in the Mist Forest.

According to Ottilia, the character overlaps with other spirits of vengeance and seems dispensable.

Without the shackles of Flora, the artistic girl set out to pursue her own freedom within the framework set by Wayne. She glanced at Mona and felt a sudden pang of pain in her heart for no reason.

Wherever Wayne goes, Mona follows him. It would be great if she could be like that too.

Seeing that Otilia had been silent for a long time, Regina took the initiative to speak and said straightforwardly: "Master, is Secretary Mona also a spirit of vengeance?"

"Not really. She is more complicated. Her faith lies with the Church of Heavenly Father." Wayne explained patiently.

Golden light shone in Mona's eyes, and phantom wings spread out behind her. Her holy appearance was like an angel descending, which made Ottilia and Regina make up their minds.

If you want to stand out and be noticed, you must be different from others.

Wayne has the Heaven Wind by his side, so they will choose the Hell Wind!
"hell……"

Wayne thought of the Bat Demon, pondered for a moment, and stretched out his hands to the two of them: "This is my first time to transform the Spirit of Vengeance. It may be painful. I reiterate that once the evolution is started, it is irreversible. Are you sure it is hell?"

"Confirm!" x2
Otilia and Regina stretched out their hands and gently placed them on Wayne's palms.

Seeing the two's firm attitude, Wayne closed his eyes, and on the cover of the Book of Greed, his big eyes stared at Hell, drawing on the strange evil energy of Hell and injecting it into the pages of the Spirit of Vengeance.

On the pages of the book, the deep darkness mixed with various colors, creating a colorful black, which was filled with the figures of Ottilia and Regina.

Opposite Wayne, the two bit their lips and let out low moans of suppressed pain.

Black bat wings spread out behind the two of them, wrapping around their bodies, and the evolution began...

Mona frowned, the breath of hell made her quite unhappy. She drew the power of the Golden Rule through the stigmata, and the wings of light condensed into white feather entities.

I had intended to use the power of heaven to maintain a stable mind, but I didn't expect that after the transformation, I would feel even more disgusted by the aura of hell before my eyes.

Mona's eyes sparkled with golden light, and her fingertips emitted a holy light...

Snapped!
"Be honest, we are all family, and they even call you Sister Mona!"

"..."

Mona blushed and lowered her head, receiving a punitive reward from her master. The radar failed, the reconnaissance system collapsed completely, and there was no so-called hellish aura in her eyes anymore.

We are all family!
ten minutes later.

On the pages of the Book of Greed, the dark beams surrounding Ottilia and Regina dissipated, and the sudden change in image left Wayne dumbfounded.

Take a look.

Another look.

In the office, two pairs of bat wings spread out, and the red flames attached to the enchanting body dissipated.

The fragrance filled the air as two naked succubi displayed their proud figures, alluring and charming, revealing endless seduction.

Mona narrowed her eyes slightly, the collapsed reconnaissance system restarted, and her five fingers condensed the energy holy spear.

Snapped!
scattered.

"You two..."

There are seven options in the Guangda category, why does it become a succubus?

Get better!
Wayne's eyes widened in fear, his mouth slightly dry, and he unbuttoned his collar, not knowing how to describe this evolution of his faith.

It's very white.

(End of this chapter)