Restarting the myth.

Chapter 292 The True Meaning of Life, Pale Knight
it's dark!
Darkness enveloped the sky above the camp, blending into the three-color aurora, shining down with infinite black light, temporarily delaying the trend of space fusion.

The fusion of space is unstoppable. By then, no matter whether it is Togugeye's divided body or the continuous black mountains, they will all fall from the sky and reduce the entire camp to ruins.

The goblins screamed and fled outside, went out of the magic door, but were blown by the cold wind and ran back screaming again.

Doesn't look very smart.

Outside the camp, the dark elves retreated in an orderly manner. When they passed by a bewildered goblin, they raised their hands and put him in their pockets.

Elbow, come home with me!

Senna stared at the expressionless Xifei and Veronica and sneered, "I know what you want to do. Be smart. You will only hinder us if you go over there. Leave with these dark elves. I will free my hands so that I can go over there to help."

As she spoke, she ruthlessly rejected a little elf who came to surrender, flicked it away with her fingers, and hit a dark female elf in the chest.

The little goblin fell heavily on the trampoline, bounced twice, and then slipped in.

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Don’t tremble!
Xifei looked up at the sky and insisted, "The Dark Knight's power comes from pain. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to support his mind and body if he has to endure so much pain at once. I must go. Only when I am there will he have a reason to persist."

"How old are you? You still believe in love so naively?"

Senna scoffed and turned to look at Veronica: "What about you, do you think so too?"

As they spoke, thick deathly aura rose into the sky, waving its tentacles in disorder, entwining with the four-colored aurora, and coexisting with each other deep within it.

Veronica's eyes lit up and she nodded, "The power of the Death Knight comes from pain. Accept it all at once..."

Boom!
Senna hit Veronica on the head with a knife and rolled her eyes in annoyance. There were too many words and she didn't want to hear it a second time.

Senna raised her hand to hold Veronica down, raised her eyebrows and said, "Wayne ordered me to protect you. He is my knight. I must do whatever he wants me to do. Anything... must be obeyed unconditionally."

Veronica was quite unhappy to hear the provocative words, but it was not appropriate to lose her temper at this moment, so she snorted coldly and pretended not to hear.

"If you run over now, I will die a horrible death, so either leave with dignity or I will make you leave with dignity."

"I am a golden wizard. I can refuse unnecessary knowledge, and someone will protect me. You don't need to meddle in my business." Xifei transformed into a half-dragon form, turned into a residual shadow, and rushed straight to the dark sealed place.

"It's over, my reward is gone..."

Senna murmured, holding Veronica down and pushing her out of the portal: "You can't do it, you are too weak. Teacher, I'll give you a piece of advice. If you don't want to get further away from him, get stronger quickly."

Due to the huge disparity in strength, Veronica had no way to deal with Senna and could only watch Senna close the magic portal.

The light of the magic portal dimmed, and Senna's figure gradually faded, leaving only a voice: "You and I pursue different things. Don't always be hostile to me. Learn to share. Do you understand?"

"By the way, I've already tasted it, your fiancé is really great!"

……

"Death, Death Knight?!"

Looking at Wayne who was holding Shadow Nightmare and completing his transformation, Anastasia subconsciously took two steps back.

"Why are you a Death Knight? You have been recognized by the three goddesses..."

Anastasia was very smart and did not suspect Wayne of having ulterior motives and sneaking into the sealed land to cause destruction. She just couldn't understand why the goddess of death threw her knight over when she had clearly given up the sealed land.

In addition, since he is the Knight of Death, what about the subsequent election of the three gods?

Coincidence is definitely impossible. Anastasia analyzed the intelligence at hand and instantly figured out the key. The three goddesses regarded the Death Knight as cannon fodder and gave him divine power to prevent disasters and let him die in the frozen continent instead of their own knights.

It made sense and plausible, and Anastasia understood it immediately.

Wayne held high the Shadow Nightmare, and the surging breath of death was released and merged into the four-color aurora. The power of the five chosen knights gathered together to hold the front line and resist the terrifying pressure brought by the space fusion.

With luck, maybe we can stop the space fusion and get Togugeye's parts back.

You didn't expect that, Togugeye, there are four knights on the surface, but in fact all five are here!

It was unclear whether Togugye had expected this or not, but Anastasia had never expected this and was still extremely surprised: "Sir Death Knight, why did you leave the Great Underground Tomb? Was it the oracle of the Goddess of Death?"

"You have accepted the power of the three goddesses. Are you really willing to die on the frozen continent?"

"Why don't you tell the three Knights? You should know that if you reveal your identity, you will have more options. The three Knights will not risk carrying out a decapitation operation."

"Okay, stop talking. Why do you have such a good imagination?"

Wayne interrupted, "Lady Saint, I am not a true Death Knight. It is just a coincidence. Just call me Wayne."

"Lord Wayne."

"..."

Wayne shrugged and said with a sense of evil humor, "Your Excellency, there is no need to be so alert. I am not only the successor of the Death Knight, but also the successor of the Dark Knight. We are all family members."

Chosen by five gods!
Reason told Anastasia that Wayne was talking nonsense, but reality left her with no choice but to believe that there really existed five gods choosing one another in the world.

We already have nature, sun, moonlight and death, so adding darkness wouldn’t be too much, right?

Not excessive.

All four goddesses have it, except the goddess of darkness. That's too much!

Anastasia had no body, but she still felt hair all over her body at this moment. She said in disbelief, "Lord Wayne, does the goddess have any instructions? How can I cooperate with you to complete the task?"

"Just be obedient."

White light flickered around Wayne's skull, and as he finished speaking, a large amount of rotten mud and water surged up from the ground around his feet.

A figure in yellow clothes slowly stood up. The pale face under the hood had no facial features, only tangled and layered hyperplastic tissue.

The man in yellow stretched out his tentacles and rolled towards Anastasia.

Anastasia stepped back like lightning and said cautiously, "Lord Wayne, this is a possession of the ancient gods. Who are you?"

Anastasia didn't recognize the Pale Nest, but was impressed by the yellow dress. She lost her body in the Golden City and recalled bad memories.

Chosen by the five gods and bearing the belongings of the ancient gods, Anastasia strongly suspected that Wayne had another identity.

The five goddesses held back a big move and commissioned Wayne to carry out a confidential mission, most likely to be an undercover ancient god's kin, and then...

That’s it. Anastasia couldn’t make up any more stories. She couldn’t figure out the goddesses’ plan no matter how hard she tried.

"Be good and stand there. You are a crucial part of the mission. This is also what the Dark Goddess wants."

Wayne waved his hand, and the pale nest squirmed, secreting mucus, and spitting out a naked black figure.

Anastasia's body.

"This is……"

Anastasia looked at her body tremblingly, and her dead heart suddenly began to beat.

Wayne followed the other party's imagination and said, "This is the goddess's intention. I brought your body here specifically, Anastasia, and entered your body. I need your strength to complete the task."

"Lord Wayne, the pollution is irreversible. I'm afraid this body has already..."

"Enough of the nonsense. Are you going to disobey the goddess's order?"

"..."

Anastasia was speechless, her mind left her body and returned to her original form.

Faith is like this. Even though you know this is a road of no return, you still rush forward without hesitation.

The item was returned to its rightful owner. The dark elf's fingers trembled, her black eyes opened, she familiarized herself with the body at an extremely fast speed, and slowly stood up from the ground.

She has a first-rate appearance and a great figure. She is so beautiful.

The one-in-a-million appearance and the beautiful soul made Wayne nod secretly. The previous empty shell was beautiful, but it was a dead thing after all. Now it is different, both inside and outside are perfect.

Anastasia picked up the black robe and put it on, her face looking extremely ugly. Not only was the pollution irreversible, it was also coming on with great force. In just a few seconds, her mind began to mutate uncontrollably.

It's pouring down like a river and there's no way to stop it!
Outwardly, Anastasia's mind and body were no different from before. Even Senna, who knew her best in the camp, could not detect any clues. But inside, everything had changed and she was no longer the same person she used to be.

Anastasia could intuitively feel that her mind was polluted and she no longer longed for the faith of darkness. Instead, she yearned for Togugeye, a follower of the ancient god.

"Lord Wayne, I can't control myself. The speed of mutation is faster than I thought. I will soon be driven by Togugye. Please explain my task to me as soon as possible. What is the goddess' oracle?" Anastasia struggled.

"Live well."

"..."

Anastasia frowned. Excuse me for being frank, but soon she would not be able to maintain her own self and would become a minion of evil. She would have to get Turgenev's approval if she wanted to die. Living was just a luxury for her.

"Haha, I've finally waited for this scene."

Senna walked through the aura of death and came to Anastasia's side with a meaningful smile on her lips.

Seductive! Evil!
Anastasia's body froze. Somehow, she felt that Senna was particularly intimate with her today, but also particularly disgusting to her.

It was a double rejection from both the mind and the body, as if Senna had stolen her vital treasure.

Anastasia didn't understand and attributed this feeling to her own mutation.

"What a pretty face, but you look particularly nasty today."

Senna sneered continuously. Her dream of dying together was fulfilled, but regret followed. Now she just wanted to scratch Anastasia's face.

This woman will take away what belongs to her in the future!

"Senna, have the teacher and Veronica been sent away?"

After asking the question, Wayne directly looked through Senna's thoughts. The result was not very good. Veronica was forcibly sent away, and Sphy insisted on going to the dark sealed place.

Senna bowed her head and said, "Master, my student has her reasons for going, and she is strong enough to protect herself."

"Forget it. It's not realistic to let her leave at this time."

Wayne shook his head slightly, envious of Auston for saving the world in his previous life, while increasing the output of the aura of death, resisting the fusion of space while suppressing the tentacles that emerged from under the Death Swamp.

"Hohohoho——"

High in the sky, thick fog blocked out the sun, and countless suction tentacles embraced down, attached to the sealed protective shield supported by the five-colored aurora, surrounding and shrinking with an engulfing force.

The space creaked and exploded, and a crack appeared from time to time.

"Even if we gather the power of the five chosen gods, we can't hold on..."

Wayne's eyes were stern: "Senna, take me up there, I want to exchange homes too!"

Since you can't defend it, then don't defend it. Just rush over and chop off all the tentacles.

Senna took the order and transformed into a hundred-meter-long green dragon spreading its wings and lowering its head waiting for Wayne to ride on it. The latter jumped into the air and jumped onto the dragon's back, and white flesh foamed from his boneless body.

He was three meters tall, pale, holding a shadow nightmare in his hand, with vertical lines on his chest, and his big eyes opened to whisper. What you said is wrong, let me say it instead!

The Pale Nest waved its tentacles to roll away the magic machine puppet and merged into the body of the green dragon. The yellow-clothed creature squirmed and quietly came to the dragon's back and stood behind Wayne.

Anastasia looked at this scene in horror, and suddenly thought of something. Seeing that the green dragon was about to flap its wings and take off, she jumped subconsciously.

Didn't jump on.

Senna dodged it.

Not everyone can ride on a dragon's back, and Anastasia is clearly not qualified.

But soon, under Wayne's orders, Senna reluctantly gave Anastasia a place to stay.

Anastasia looked down at the green dragon at her feet and said tremblingly, "It wasn't Togugye who changed my mind and body, Lord Wayne. Who was it?"

"You should know who it is, Anastasia. Your future is bright." The green dragon roared and rose into the air.

On its back, a twisted mass of white foam rose up, transforming into Senna's pale face: "How about it, you can do it too, isn't it a kind of powerful beauty?"

"You are crazy!"

Anastasia lowered her voice and scolded, closing her eyes and trying to think her way out of her body as quickly as possible.

Anastasia once used this trick to escape the fate of mental depravity and madness, and now she uses the same trick again, her body tightly locks her mind like a cage.

Not only her body, but her mind also didn't want to leave. She saw indescribable beauty in Senna and wanted to be as strong as her and give everything for her faith.

Anastasia shuddered, and in grief and anger, a suppressed cry came from her throat.

"Your body was contaminated by Togugeye, and I turned it into my own shape. After considering it for a long time, I still felt that you were a good person and should not be sacrificed in vain, so I returned the body to you." Wayne said without turning his head.

"It would be better for me to die..." Anastasia said in a crying voice.

"That's it, pure saint, keep resisting and believe that you can maintain yourself!"

Senna whispered in Anastasia's ear like a devil: "I used to be as lucky as you, but I soon fell. You must hold on and please the master. He likes to appreciate the process of your fall more than your corrupt thoughts."

Wayne: "..."

However, it was really a misunderstanding!

Anastasia's face turned pale and she rushed towards Wayne in front of her. After two steps, she stopped.

In any case, Wayne was fighting for the Sealed Land, and she couldn't launch an attack on Hope just for her own sake.

Besides, there is no way to defeat him.

"That's it, you did great."

Senna smiled like a queen, admiring Anastasia's trembling body and enjoying the pleasure of training.

Anastasia glared at Senna fiercely: "You know everything. You knew it a long time ago, right?"

"Of course, I told you you would understand me!"

Senna laughed wildly, and stretched out a tentacle to lift Anastasia's chin: "Thank me, we are sisters. I couldn't bear to see you die here. You begged bitterly, and the master was willing to return your body to you."

"Senna, I will definitely kill you!"

"I'm looking forward to that day!"

"..."

The two of them were at loggerheads, and the friendship boat that had already capsized now sank directly to the bottom, with no value at all to salvage.

Wayne did not intervene. He could hear that Senna was full of resentment. She was unable to beat him up, so she vented it all on Anastasia.

Anastasia was the same, knowing that she had no chance of doing anything, so she shifted all her firepower to Senna.

Wayne thought about it and issued a restriction to the two of them at the same time: quarreling was allowed, but fighting was absolutely prohibited, and sinister plots such as killing someone with a borrowed knife were also not allowed.

The Saint of the Dark Church was restrained for the first time. She was powerless to resist and felt that her future was bleak and dark.

Senna didn't take it seriously. Her pale body circled around Anastasia and taunted her face, "That's great. The master favors you so much right after you joined. Do you want me to help you lure away the master's fiancée so that you can enjoy more love?"

"Shut up, I'm the Saint of the Dark Church!"

"That's right, that's the rhythm. Keep going until you can't hold on any longer."

That's terrible, you are the devil!

Wayne secretly cursed his bad luck and vowed never to create a follower like Senna again. Judging from the style of painting and the lines, if you don’t know him, you would think he is a villain.

Ahead, the five-colored aurora is in danger.

The green dragon flapped its wings and rushed out of the safe area covered by the aurora. The moment it came into contact with the fog, its body stiffened uncontrollably.

The whispers around her mixed with a vast amount of information poured into her ears, making Senna dizzy and having tinnitus. It took her three to five seconds to adjust before she felt better.

Wayne's feet melted and merged with the green dragon under his feet. His big eyes madly expressed the true meaning of life, infusing Senna with the power of faith that she longed for.

The green dragon mutated in the sky, and its pale body looked like an enlarged Wayne.

The whole body was covered with wrinkled hyperplastic tissue, the dragon head had lost its eyes, leaving only a huge white mouth, and a huge single eye was opened on the chest, probably where the scales were.

The pale dragon raised its head and roared, then flapped its wings and rushed towards the black crack.

Anastasia looked at this scene in horror, and felt a desire from the bottom of her heart. Even though she knew it was wrong, she couldn't help but feel jealous.

If Senna could get it, so could she.

No, she wants more than Sina!

"Stay rational, I've been doing some research..."

"Hold on, and you'll be free."

Wayne's voice rang in Anastasia's heart. His words of comfort made Anastasia cry out in pain. She lost herself from the inside out.

Wayne felt helpless and fought the tentacles in front of him with all his strength.

He tried his best, but the current situation lacked persuasiveness, and the more he spoke, the greater the misunderstanding.

do not care.

Put it aside for now, time will tell, Anastasia will understand him.

Boom! !

The breath of death permeated the sky like an invisible plague, carrying a suffocating heaviness, silently corroding everything. The gray tide ruthlessly devoured everything around it, propping up the endless jungle of tentacles that enveloped it and forced it back into the cracks in space.

Withered and dead silent.

Countless tentacles lost their vitality, and ashes fell from the sky like heavy snow.

The huge eyeballs on the dragon's chest emitted a whisper, erasing Togugeye's voice and disrupting all surrounding information, eliminating the possibility of the tentacles self-healing, splitting, and reproducing.

Guided by the voice, a black crack suddenly expanded, and hundreds of eyeballs shone brightly, looking down at the lunatic who was interrupting his praise of the ancient gods.

All I see is paleness.

"Hohohoho——"

Togugeye roared and howled, and the ancient and deep voice asked, which ancient god's follower was Wayne, why did he come to this continent, and why did he stop its coming?
Wayne barely understood and raised the Shadow Nightmare, which was not proportional to his size, and responded with a powerful aura of death.

He marked the continent as his world, off-limits to Togugye.

The brief exchange between the two monsters ended here, Togugye roared with power, the sky was shrouded in thick darkness, invisible forces tore the clouds apart, and hundreds of eyeballs spread unfathomable horror and madness.

The anger was so intense that it far exceeded the hatred towards the three God-chosen Knights.

There was no other reason. Wayne denied its beliefs and said some unreasonable truths about life.

At the end of the darkness, a huge and distorted face appeared. It was covered with dark green scales, each of which exuded a cold and strange aura. Hair-like tentacles covered the entire face, and only in the cracks could one see angry eyeballs.

Countless tentacles danced in disorder, each one was extremely thick, hanging down from above, like a thousand-meter-high tornado ravaging the earth.

In the center of the tentacle, which may also be the center of Togugeye's face, there is a hideous mouthpart like a deep-sea whirlpool, spiraling inward and deeply embedded in the cranial cavity.

The big mouth squirmed and protruded outward, blooming like layers of petals. The mucus wrapped around the fangs and turned into a dark green tentacle with spikes.

It’s okay, not that weird!

Wayne has been looking in the mirror more often recently, and his sanity has improved. He feels sad when he hasn't looked in the mirror.

After comparing them, although he made more sense, Togugeye had a louder voice, just like a suona joining the chat room. Everyone stopped making noise and just listened to the gangster playing alone.

Wayne was prepared for this. He raised his hand and reached for the pale nest beside him. This was his thought amplifier, which was infinitely equivalent to a loudspeaker.

The pale nest stretched out its tentacles and wrapped around Wayne's palm. The moment his mind magnified, the big eyeball in the middle of the Book of Greed began to spin wildly.

Affected by this, the small eyeballs around also started to turn.

"This feeling……"

“The true meaning of life!”

Wayne's body froze. The mysterious feeling was indescribable. He followed his heart and gave up the shadow nightmare.

Around the big eyeball, five small eyeballs of nature, sun, moonlight, darkness and death look towards the center and inject information laws at the same time.

Wayne's pale body changed again. The sticky skin of the hyperplastic tissue dried up and hardened, turning into a stratum corneum as hard as armor.

The armor spreads out with the big eyeball on the chest as the center. The black meridians and blood vessels moving and wriggling on the surface block the whispers that keep emanating from the outside, and gather the external oppression, bringing an even stronger sense of oppression.

Look directly at this body and you will gradually understand everything.

"Finally I don't have to be a knight for others..."

Wayne raised his five fingers, and his arm turned into a sword: "Solid Golden Triangle, Pale Nest..."

"Pale Knight!"

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(End of this chapter)