Restarting the myth.

Chapter 322 All Life Originates from the Void

"What's the point?"

Wayne drove out of the castle and headed straight for Wayne House. On the way, he was still thinking about the conversation with the Dark Goddess, analyzing it word by word, trying to decipher the other party's true thoughts.

The Dark Goddess didn't give much information. To sum up, the bitch god outside is very dangerous. She is different. She only feels sorry for Wayne.

Wayne didn't believe a word of this bullshit, whether it was a threat or an inducement. He never believed in the Dark Goddess in the first place, and he believed her even less now.

But what the Dark Goddess said was very true, the goddesses outside were very dangerous, especially the Goddess of Nature. The path chosen by the five gods represented life, which coincided with the grand blueprint of the Goddess of Nature. On the road of evolution, he and the Goddess of Nature were walking together.

Competitors are enemies. Referring to the cruel and ruthless business war model, advanced hacker attack techniques such as stealing network cables will inevitably appear in the future.

Wayne believed that the Dark Goddess had not told the Plastic Sisters the secret of the Five Gods' selection. Only by eating alone can one be full. Otherwise, there will be too many people and too little porridge, and when it is the Dark Goddess' turn, only thin soup will be left.

It’s still the same question, what exactly is this bowl of porridge?
Wayne asked himself, the evolutionary path chosen by the five gods leads directly to life, which is the universe that embraces everything and is the lifelong pursuit of magicians.

But this was not enough for the Dark Goddess to take action personally. In order to avoid exposing her true purpose, she deliberately deleted Anastasia's memory.

He raised his hand and touched his beating heart. His greatest value was the Book of Greed, which the Dark Goddess could not possibly know. Next was the evolutionary route of the ancient gods imitated by the proto-body bloodline.

This is a misunderstanding. Ordinary magicians cannot see the truth, but the Dark Goddess must know it.

Wayne did imitate the ancient gods, but he was not of native blood, and had no blood relationship at all. Strictly speaking, it was the knowledge plundered from the void by the Book of Greed that allowed him to see the true meaning of life at the initial stage of his journey on the path of magic.

All life originates from the void!
Because the Ancient God is the most powerful life in the void, he becomes more and more like the Ancient God. And because of the plug-in, the Book of Greed, he can imitate the Ancient God so vividly.

"No, this is just my wishful thinking. I can only see so much, so I have this idea."

Wayne murmured to himself, the Dark Goddess's vision was undoubtedly much higher than his. Looking down from above, she could see the blind spots that he could not see.

His evolution may be more advanced, and because he is exactly the same, he is considered an ancient god by the goddess.

What a coincidence!

Wayne thought of the information revealed by the Dark Goddess. Sky Father was at the forefront of evolution, surpassing the five goddesses. The angels' style was directed directly at the ancient gods' followers.

The evolutionary route of Heavenly Father is the Ancient God, and perhaps he has succeeded, declaring the evolution of the Life Alliance a complete failure, causing the Life Alliance to collapse from within, and the Plastic Sisters split up and each went their own way from then on.

Now, the Goddess of Nature has also taken the lead, which has doubled the pressure on the other four goddesses.

As a result, this weak "ancient god" immediately attracted the strong attention of the Dark Goddess...

"That's not right. Even if the Life Alliance collapses, the overall framework is still correct. There is nothing wrong with the Alliance's pursuit. This is how life should be, and the universe should embrace everything..."

"Because the goddess of nature blocked the way, darkness found another way and chose the path that the Father of Heaven had taken?"

"That's not right. This road has also been blocked by Heavenly Father..."

"Oh, there is more than one ancient god. Even if Heavenly Father blocks one path, there are other paths to take."

Wayne muttered various analyses and roughly confirmed that the Dark Goddess was really greedy for his body, and the lie about the five gods choosing him was just to make him let down his guard.

Question updated, how did the Dark Goddess get his evolution, did she risk herself to be contaminated by him?

"You can't say that. After all, she is a goddess. She has been high above all others for so many years. Her own strength is unfathomable. She must have a way to maintain her independence..."

"So, when is she coming?"

Wayne couldn't help but feel curious. If his flesh and blood desecrated the goddess' mind and body, what would the latter become like? Would she be unable to stop like Senna and Anastasia?

Because this topic was too blasphemous and disrespectful, Wayne was eager to try it out. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He wished he could talk to the Dark Goddess in person.

He rebelled on earth and blasphemed in the kingdom of God. Austin's evaluation of him as a rebellious person was objective, fair and very pertinent.

"That's not right. The goddess has such high standards that she doesn't care about the body that has been polluted by me. She only wants the evolution of her origin..."

"That's me."

"She wants to take over my body?!"

"That's still not right. If you want to seize someone else's body, do it now. There's no need to give me time to develop. She's a goddess, not a demon king. She won't be so arrogant as to increase her own strength."

By the end of Wayne's analysis, his originally clear thoughts had become a mess.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that he doesn't have much time left to develop, and he needs to become stronger as soon as possible.

The black limousine stopped at Wayne's house. It was already early morning and the housekeeper Fla had not yet gone to bed. After seeing Wayne, she served the midnight snack she had prepared.

"Fla, you don't have to wait for me. Take a good rest. Your health is the most important thing."

Wayne gave an order, and then said: "You may not believe it, but the Landau family has recently rebelled, and it has been somewhat effective. Auston can enter and leave the Queen's bedroom at will."

Fla smiled slightly. He believed the first half of the sentence. The Landau family had successfully rebelled and replaced the Windsor family as the new masters of the country. But the second half of the sentence was too outrageous. He thought the master was talking nonsense.

There was no rebellion, it was just a daily rumor that smeared Austin.

"So, your healthy body is more important than anything else. In the future, I will need you to take charge of a larger family business."

Wayne finished his midnight snack and wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Contact Meghan tomorrow and ask her to pick a manor from the royal family's properties, preferably in the West End, and transfer it to my name. I'm going to lend it to a friend to live in."

Another wife?
Fla looked at Wayne worriedly, hesitated for a moment, and reminded him: "Master, you too, please take care of your health."

"Well, you must have misunderstood something."

"Sir, is your friend a woman?"

"Although she is a woman, there is no such relationship, Fla. You have to believe me."

"Master, I understand."

You'd better understand.

Wayne grumbled to himself, feeling wronged and misunderstood as a scumbag with a chaotic private life. He felt very aggrieved.

He got up and went upstairs, passing by Willy's room, opened the door but did not see the crime scene. Just as he was wondering where everyone had gone, he saw the door of the master bedroom open, and a hand stretched out and beckoned to him.

How ridiculous! The master bedroom is Chris's room. How can you be such a good sister to her?

Wayne was furious and rushed into the master bedroom and gave Willie a severe lesson for an hour.

After the others had stopped smoking, he calmed down and began to practice.

……

On October 10th, I went on a date with Willie in the morning and taught Veronica a lesson in the afternoon.

On October 10th, I went on a date with Veronica in the morning and taught Mona a lesson in the afternoon.

On October 10th, I went on a date with Mona in the morning and taught Willie a lesson in the afternoon.

October 10, Wayne, oh Wayne, how can you keep indulging in beauty? Do you still remember that you are being stared at by the goddess? Do you still remember your determination to practice well? If you don’t sweat today, you will bleed tomorrow. You can’t go on like this. Cheer up quickly, otherwise you will be locked up in the basement by the goddess sooner or later!
On October 10th, I went on a date with Ottilia in the morning and continued to teach Willy a lesson in the afternoon.

Willy stayed at Wayne's house, enjoyed Chris's happiness, and won the game.

As the saying goes: hand hands louder than words.

Resources are limited. When they are distributed, if some people are well fed, others will naturally go hungry. This is the case with Chris and Philomena. They haven't even had a mouthful of millet porridge in the past few days, and they are increasingly dissatisfied with Delain who is addicted to playing cards.

They both knew that if they didn't get to drink the millet porridge, someone else must have. But Delain wouldn't let them leave, and was angry and insisted on waiting for Wayne to come to them.

Stop gambling, give it up, you have never beaten him once!

Wayne has been missing these days. God knows if he has a new girlfriend. Prepared for the worst, Anastasia can no longer handle it and is drafting her resignation, preparing to step down as the Saint of the Dark Church.

Ever since Delain came to Lundan, there has been no response from the Moonlight Church, which made Chris and Philomena suspicious. They suspected that their knight was an undercover sent by a rival church, and that the rival church was using the excuse of being angry to drive the knight's successor to other churches.

Delain also realized this. She hadn't seen Wayne for a few days. This guy must be busy with other girlfriends. But if she took the initiative to find him at this time, wouldn't it be embarrassing for her?
No, even if it's just out of anger, she has to win once!
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Commercial Street, Wayne Detective Agency.

Mona sent away Sora, a senior spy from the Frank Intelligence Agency, and called Little Mustache, asking him to come to her house to receive the mission.

Windsor's MI6 and Frank's Intelligence Agency were directly connected, eliminating the possibility of middlemen making a profit from the price difference and saving the boss a lot of time.

The boss can use the time saved to spend time with his secretary.

Mona pushed open the office door with a hint of joy, closed the door and created a soundproof barrier with her hand.

"Mona, don't do this. You are a pure nun, you can't...oh, I didn't crawl under the table this time."

Wayne looked at the secretary in confusion. In broad daylight, why didn't she crawl under the table? Why didn't she get close to the philtrum? Did she still want to make progress?

Mona pushed her glasses, looked at Wayne with disdain, and reluctantly sat on his lap: "Boss, there is news from St. Paul's Cathedral that an envoy from the Papal States will arrive in London soon."

The atmosphere was very lively, but it did not affect their work discussion.

"The Papal Legation..."

Wayne was surprised: "What are they doing here? Who are they looking for? The queen is still the Landau family, the current head of the family. Does the news spread so quickly?"

The news that the Landau family is purging the emperor's court has spread, and is currently being planned by the upper echelons of Lundan. Once Austin takes over the power from Queen Sophia, this news will be allowed to spread completely.

Of course, to the ignorant lower classes, the queen is still the same queen, but there is an invisible prince by her side who is not allowed to see the light of day.

"Not sure. With the intelligence capabilities of the Papal States, they should be aware of the changes in Windsor."

Mona said, "You are a reincarnated angel. The envoy from the Papal State will definitely discuss matters of faith with you. Boss, have you decided what to do?"

Should he agree to the expansion of the Heavenly Father Church and regain the status that he once had in Windsor, or should he continue to implement the Queen's strategy and suppress the Heavenly Father Church from expanding? Wayne secretly felt a headache. Rebellion was fun for a while, but subsequent problems kept coming. It just so happened that Auston couldn't solve this problem, so he had to step in.

He patted his butt and asked, "When will the delegation arrive in Lundan? Will they follow the official procedure or sneak in secretly? Who will be the leader?"

"It is said that they have been divided into two teams. The official process is being followed, and the Papal States is in contact with Windsor to discuss the specific time for the mission."

Mona said: "Privately, several special envoys will arrive in Lundan in advance. There will not be many of them. They are the core figures of the delegation and will decide the time when the delegation will officially arrive in Lundan, as well as the topics to be discussed at that time."

A large conference with a large number of people goes through a process, but what really decides the outcome of the conference has already been done through a small meeting.

Mona said, "Boss, you have met the leader of the delegation at the Cathedral of Our Lady in Luzer City. He is the Pope's envoy Archibald. He came to London. He must have the Pope's instructions."

"Archibald..."

Wayne nodded, and the face of a handsome guy appeared in his mind. In terms of appearance, he was the male version of Senna and Philomena, the ceiling of male appearance.

In Wayne's impression, the only handsome guy of his level is Kerr, the tank driver with a weird aesthetic taste.

"Boss, Archibald is here on behalf of the Pope and will definitely discuss issues of faith with you." Mona looked at the face so close to her, with eyes filled with not only piety but also deep affection.

"let me see……"

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May 10, London Airport.

The blond, blue-eyed man in a suit walked off the plane. His handsome appearance fascinated the women around him. Because it was Lundan, their husbands couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.

Archibald did not get angry at these offensive looks, but responded with an elegant and calm smile, randomly selecting one couple from each group to express his goodwill and ignoring the other.

Wherever they went, conflicts between couples intensified.

Next to him was the slightly petite nun Titus.

Archibald was tall and slender, while Titus, who was only 1.6 meters tall, looked too delicate compared to him. Carrying two large suitcases, the height difference made the contrast particularly cute.

Soon, several men in black came forward, introduced themselves, and respectfully invited Archibald and Titus to get into the black limousine.

The car did not drive to St. Paul's Cathedral. This is Windsor. The current policy is unfavorable to the Holy Father's Church. In order to show respect for the new royal family, the Pope's envoy chose to keep a low profile.

Being low-key has its advantages. It makes it easier to get things done at night.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at a high-end hotel, and in a private room on the sixth floor, Archibald met the target person of this trip.

"Nice to meet you again, Mr. Wayne."

Archibald has a friendly smile that makes people feel like spring breeze. He is a young man with a warm aura. However, due to his outstanding appearance and the high position he holds at a young age, Wayne can't help but associate him with the hell joke of the Vatican.

Is it possible that although Jiao Huang appears to be a staunch nun, she is actually not averse to little boys?
"Mr. Archibald, it's nice to see you in Lundang."

The two shook hands, and Wayne glanced at Sister Titus. Her eyes were clear and exquisite, less ignorant than when they first met, and she immediately revealed a meaningful smile.

Titus lowered his head, and the tips of his ears turned red.

Archibald also smiled the same smile, with average effect. Mona neither blushed nor lowered her head, and her fall was very frank.

She didn't think it was a fall. What did serving angels have to do with falling? It was a matter of faith. Many nuns had no chance even if they knelt down.

"Sister Mona, you are more beautiful now?"

Archibald patted his butt, and Titus stepped forward and placed two large suitcases on the desk. When they were opened, they were filled with the Pope's goodwill.

Wayne glanced at it and did not immediately appreciate the gift. He patted his butt, and Mona next to him took the two suitcases.

"Mr. Wayne, I heard..."

"I'm too tired. You call me Wayne and I call you Archibald. It's not the first time we meet, so there's no need to be so distant." Wayne said cheerfully.

Archibald smiled and said, "Wayne, I heard that the most authentic French food is in Windsorrendam. Can you let me experience it tonight?"

"Okay, I'll book the whole place and arrange a candlelight dinner for you and Sister Titus. I'm being watched by too many eyes and I can't accompany you. I hope you can understand my difficulties." Wayne apologized deeply. He felt a little embarrassed by the generous gift.

"It doesn't matter. Your identity is indeed different now. When can I change my address to Your Highness the Prince?"

“Hahaha——” x2
Archibald was very good at talking, and he unknowingly shortened the distance between them. After a round of business exaggeration, he said bluntly: "Wayne, I won't stay in London for too long. If I can give His Holiness a satisfactory answer today, I will be able to take time out to travel in the next few days."

"Faith?"

"On the one hand, what do you think about the predicament of the Heavenly Father Church in Windsor?"

"The suppression is too harsh. It's time to loosen up a bit."

Wayne, who is known as the reincarnated angel, must give the Heavenly Father Church some sweet benefits, and Windsor should indeed usher in a wave of upgrades now.

Nature, moonlight, and darkness have all expanded their power, and death also has the Death Knight in charge. There is nothing wrong with the upgrade of the Church of the Heavenly Father. Even from the perspective of balance, the Church of the Heavenly Father should be allowed to emerge.

And the Church of the Sun.

Buy early and enjoy early, buy late and get discounts, if you don’t buy, it will be free, the Suns Church will win easily.

"The Pope will be very happy to hear this news."

Archibald did not say much about the topic of faith. He had something else that he cared about more. He said solemnly, "Mr. Wayne, to be honest with you, the Pope suspects that there is another reincarnated angel in Lundan."

You finally found it!
Wayne raised his eyebrows: "Do you have any clues? Can you find the other party?"

"I don't know. You haven't noticed it in Lundan for so long, let alone us who are far away in the Papal States..."

Archibald shook his head slightly, and then said: "The Pope hopes that you can find the angel who has lost his memory. The mystery of this war is too great. The Pope has had several nightmares. Every time, the gates of hell opened in the human world. We don't have much time left."

When the Gate of Hell was mentioned, Mona's expression changed, her eyes full of disgust, and Wayne's expression also changed.

No matter how much dark history the Heavenly Father Church has, and whether the angels really represent justice, hell is definitely evil. He frowned and said, "Archibald, you also said that I have been in Lundan for so long and have not noticed the real reincarnated angel. I am afraid I cannot complete this mission."

"There's a Golden Rule Bible in the gift. You can try it out more." Archibald didn't have much to do.

"It's too dangerous, what if someone dies?"

Wayne frowned. The Golden Rule of Angels in the Bible was as dangerous as the knight's artifact. Ordinary people could not withstand the test. Once they found the wrong person, the only outcome would be death.

Archibald shook his head. "Your Holiness is willing to sacrifice some people rather than a disaster that sweeps the entire world. Besides, the reincarnated angel has been on earth for a long time and should look like an angel. Check carefully and the tragedy you imagine will not happen."

"Also, the Pope asked me to convey a request to you. Paris in Frank has been very unstable recently. The smell of the devil is getting stronger and stronger. In the Pope's dream, Paris is the place where the gate of hell opens the most times."

Archibald said, "Several angels are preparing to go to Paris to investigate. Have you considered joining them?"

I wanted to, but the Headless Horseman is still squatting there!
Wayne shook his head regretfully: "I can't leave Lundan yet. When I find the reincarnated angel, maybe he can go to Paris to assist with the investigation."

After thinking for a while, Wayne provided some information: "Some time ago, Lendan was invaded by the servants of Hell. They came from Paris, and the Death Knight was also involved..."

"The masters of the three familiars are the Blood Tyrant, the Night Tyrant, and the Abyss Spider Queen..."

"There is more than one devil entrenched in Paris. Please tell the Pope not to act rashly unless you are absolutely sure."

"..."

The two discussed Paris' situation. Archibald obtained a lot of valuable information and thought that the trip was worthwhile. Wayne was also very satisfied. If several reincarnated angels could capture the underground tomb, he would not have to face the Headless Knight directly.

"The Pope has another question..."

Archibald looked at Wayne and asked in confusion: "There are too many churches supporting the Landau family, and they are very close to the Goddess's Chosen Knights. Is there any explanation here?"

You are a reincarnated angel, why don’t you play with angels instead of getting so close to the Chosen Knight of God?
Playing cards?
"Tell the Pope that I have my own ideas. They concern the faith of the entire Chosen Continent, and I cannot say it clearly now." Wayne shook his head and pretended to be mysterious.

"Wayne, this makes it difficult for me to reply to His Holiness the Pope. Just give me a reason. I'm just an errand boy. Don't make it too difficult for me." Archibald said with a wry smile.

"Just say that I plan to infiltrate the Life Alliance. It has already had some effect. Maybe I can really disintegrate them from within." Wayne said perfunctorily.

"Well, I personally suggest that you target the devil and hell. Whether it's the Alliance of Life or the Church of Death and Darkness, they are just the remnants of the times and cannot be considered real enemies." Archibald said.

"You can't say that. What if they team up with the Demon King?"

"Well, if you insist, I will reply to His Holiness the Pope like this."

The two chatted for a long time in the private room. After enjoying afternoon tea, Wayne took Mona away. Archibald stood in front of the window, looking at the Thame River not far away, with golden light surging in his eyes.

"Blood of Heaven..."

"Dragon Kingdom!"

"Wayne, did you get these powers?"

Archibald murmured, with a glimmer of envy in his eyes. He had wanted these things for a long time, but unfortunately he was too late. Wayne had already completed his rebellion.

Presumably, the Blood of Heaven and the Kingdom of Dragons have been taken away by Wayne, completing the angel's complete transformation.

Of course, exceptions are not ruled out. After all, Wayne only knows limited secrets.

The real secret treasure may still be there.

"Titus, I'm going out tonight. You have to dress up as me and go to the theater to pick up girls, but you are not allowed to bring them back, and you are not allowed to kiss them. Do you understand?"

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