Restarting the myth.

Chapter 343: Pope of the Dark Church
The sky goddess's face changed, and she was torn between her conscience and her desires. The promise of revenge made her eager to take action, but she could not give up her freedom and self.

Hesitant about small matters, confused about big matters, looking ahead and behind, and having the clarity of a young person, if such a person can succeed, he must have used a promotion device.

The Sky Goddess was useless, so she was eliminated.

Wayne was very satisfied with this. He took care of the eldest sister's temper and the younger sister's fate. With a little training, he made her face the reality and she would be a good ox and horse in the future.

"I'll leave the oath here. You take your time to think about it. I won't force you, lest you regret it later and say that I forced you to buy or sell." Wayne waved his hand and threw away a pile of white foam. In business, it's all about willingness.

The white foam fell to the ground and turned into a baby octopus waving its tentacles.

Seeing Wayne turn around and leave, the Sky Goddess walked around the octopus, took two steps forward and said, "Lord of the Void, where are you going?"

"Let's go take a look around your room. Since we're here, we can't go back empty-handed..."

Wayne walked very quickly and without waiting for the Sky Goddess's response, he had already stepped into the Heavenly Palace. His mind was scattered, white foam was flowing wildly, and a huge network of tentacles spread down, looking for treasures that the Book of Greed was interested in.

The end of magic is organization, knowledge is fist power, fist power equals organization and power, the equation is established, the most precious thing in the world is knowledge.

Wayne searched all over the heavenly palace and found the knowledge he wanted in a secret room, which might be the boudoir of the sky goddess.

In the center of the secret room is a plain white statue, with a color as warm as jade and excellent texture.

The goddess has long hair flowing like a waterfall, a slender and elegant figure, and her flowing long skirt and hair fluttering in the wind. She looks solemn, holy and beautiful.

"This guy is quite narcissistic."

The sky goddess only has her thoughts left, and the statue is the coffin where her thoughts are stored. Wayne took a look at it, rubbed his tentacles and looked at the four walls.

The walls were covered with intricate runes, like an ancient code that could not be cracked. Runes of varying sizes intertwined together to form a series of mysterious patterns.

Each rune is meticulously crafted and contains some powerful power.

The faint flickering light is like flowing liquid, sometimes manifesting as wind, and sometimes gathering into thunder. It is not a dead object, but constitutes an independent universe of considerable scale.

This world holds all the knowledge of the Sky Goddess.

"This is it."

Wayne waved his hand to roll up white foam, copied the runes, and sent the knowledge in them into the Book of Greed.

He couldn't understand these text symbols, but it didn't matter. The Book of Greed came with its own translation. With a "woosh", it sent the two laws into the two little eyeballs respectively.

storm!

Thunder!

After entering the Golden Triangle, Wayne was not satisfied with the present. He had extended his tentacles to the obelisk and obtained a massive amount of four elements and two different law information from the world of storm and thunder.

The obelisk carries a great number of the four elements and a considerable amount of law information. Due to its huge size, unsealing it from the Book of Seals will cause other obelisk holders to feel a sense of induction, causing the Book of Greed to eat intermittently, and it has not even eaten a quarter of it yet.

Besides, Wayne has two obelisks and he can’t finish eating them all in a short time.

The information laws of storms and thunder come from two gods respectively. After being sorted out by the Book of Greed, they are merged into the same eyeball, proving that there is a struggle between the gods and that the path of evolution is first come first served and only one person can reach the top.

If later generations follow this path, they will either be controlled by others or be replaced by their superiors. There will be no possibility of peaceful coexistence.

"Strictly speaking, the sky encompasses everything and contains all kinds of possibilities. The concept is broader. The name of the sky is destined to go further than the names of the storm and thunder. She can not only control storms and thunder, but also the sun and moonlight. Even darkness..."

Wayne turned and left the secret room, thinking as he walked, the Sky Goddess may have failed, but her previous evolutionary path must have been correct.

The atmosphere manipulator evolved into the sky, and then fought with the goddesses of the sun, moonlight, darkness, etc., took away all the laws related to the sky, and finally secured the name of the sky.

On second thought, darkness is more inclusive. Not to mention the sky, the entire universe is included in it. It is impossible to make a rash conclusion as to which is stronger or weaker.

There is no absolute right concept. Everyone has his own reasons. In the end, it all comes down to who has the bigger and more powerful fist.

Wayne analyzed the information at hand. According to what the Dark Goddess said, the one with the biggest fist now is Sky Father, followed by the Goddess of Nature.

The concept of nature can be high or low. A forest is nature, a planet is nature, and the entire universe can be compared to nature.

If the goddess of nature really intends to go this way, the sky, darkness, sun, moonlight... and even death are on her menu.

If you are a little bolder, the Goddess of Nature has already targeted the name of the god of 'Life'. If she succeeds, everyone, including the Heavenly Father, will be beaten to their knees by her and then captured to be used as the Star Wrath Force!

"Wait, is this what they call following God?"

Wayne looked strange, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought it was possible. He strode to the square outside the Heavenly Palace and asked, "Sky Goddess, have you heard of the God of Followers?"

The sky goddess was staring at the baby octopus, hesitating and not making up her mind. Upon hearing this, she shook her head slightly. She had never heard of "follow God" or similar words.

She has been sleeping for too long and has long been out of touch with the outside world. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a primitive person.

"How about it, have you thought it through? Do you want to be my dog?"

"..."

The sky goddess glared at Wayne. She had almost agreed just now, but after hearing what Wayne said, she became unwilling again.

She calls you a dog all the time. How can you persuade people like that? At least give her some respect. Wouldn't it be better if she accepts evolution and then turns against you?
Wayne has already got what he wanted, and the Sky Goddess suddenly becomes dispensable. Even the historical truth he wants becomes unattractive because the Sky Goddess died too early and the information she can provide is limited.

His attitude was perfunctory to begin with, and now he's too lazy to even be perfunctory.

It turns out that what is scary is not being exploited, but being exploited without any value at all.

"If you haven't made up your mind, take your time to think about it. I still say that I won't force you. If you are willing to accept evolution, my promise will take effect. Not only will you be reborn, you will also get a new world without the God of Storm and Thunder." Wayne waved his hand and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment."

"what happened again?"

"Can't you persuade me a little more?" The Sky Goddess gritted her teeth. She would agree as long as he persuaded her.

"What does it have to do with me? You can go your own way or not. Your way is not my way."

"..."

The Sky Goddess was very dissatisfied with Wayne's perfunctory attitude. Once evolution started, it could not be stopped. It was a matter of one's entire life. Couldn't he take it seriously? It was as if she was begging Wayne.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing that Wayne didn't even turn his head, the sky goddess hurriedly said: "My name is Saloxia. I will find you. Remember your promise..."

The sky goddess Salosiya watched in amazement as the Pale Sea retreated without even looking back, truly leaving her behind.

What? You have no respect for God at all!

Salosiya secretly thought it was bad luck, and when she looked down, she saw the octopus dancing its tentacles. She was already tempted. She wanted revenge and didn't want to just disappear like that. She was very sure that she would take this step.

But...

It's too cheap to take the initiative to be someone's younger brother. She hopes Wayne will give her a push and force her to take this step, so that she won't regret it in the future without even an excuse.

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Salosiya decided to wait a little longer, guessing that he was hiding in the corner and watching. Once she took the initiative to accept the evolution, he would immediately jump out and mock her.

Thinking of the other person's beaming face, Salosiya felt disgusted.

She refused to take the initiative. This was her last bit of dignity!
……

"You're so dilatory, not at all cheerful."

Wayne followed the space crack back to the underground fortress and sensed the space fluctuations. In order to prevent outsiders from entering the Heavenly Palace, he provided false information to the Sky Goddess, making her mistakenly believe that the God of Storm and Thunder was dead. She waved her hand and spread a cloud of white foam to fill the gap.

Anyone who intrudes must pay the price of evolution.

Similarly, the Sky Goddess cannot come out unless she evolves!

“It’s perfect.”

Wayne didn't care when the Sky Goddess was going to consider it. It would be best to think it over as soon as possible and wait a little longer...

It’s a shame to say, but with his speed of evolution, if the Sky Goddess drags on for three to five years, it won’t matter whether she’s there or not.

Wayne applied layer upon layer of seals to the ruins, and covered them with layer upon layer of white foam, creating a lair of the evil god to ensure that no treacherous villains would break in and spread false information.

When he returned to the roadside, Chris had already woken up.

"Let's go back to London." Wayne had made up his mind and was ready to weigh anchor and return.

Mona and Chris didn't say anything. Here, they could split Wayne's meat equally between them. But if they returned to London, there would be more wolves than meat, so they wouldn't get much.

Wayne noticed the expressions of the two people, pretended not to know, and asked curiously: "What's wrong, Chris, if you have anything to say, just say it directly, there is no outsider here."

Chris gave Wayne a blank look. She knew what Wayne was thinking, but he insisted on pretending to be stupid.

The secretary was much more straightforward. After the boss had built up his emotions and the atmosphere was right, he said, "Boss, since you're here, why don't you stay in Dulin for a few more days?"

"Ah this..."

Wayne looked embarrassed: "It's not appropriate, there are still a lot of work waiting for me."

Is that your job? Pah, I'm embarrassed to expose you! x2
"Boss, I still have a few reports to write, and Chris's novel needs some location shooting, so staying a few more days is important for us."

At this point, Mona took two steps forward and whispered, “As long as you nod, Chris and I will be very obedient.”

The sound was so quiet that Chris turned her head away and pretended not to hear it.

"I really can't do anything about you. Go back to Dulin. You still have jobs. I have to bear the brunt of this."

----

November 11, London.

The night is hazy with mist.

A black car stopped in front of the manor, the door slowly opened, and a young man in a black suit got out of the car. Looking at the dark manor, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

The young man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with an angular face, clear lines, an upright and resolute posture, and an aura of coldness and majesty that made people dare not look directly at him.

The manor is the residence of Anastasia, the Saint of the Dark Church. She originally lived in a remote castle on the outskirts of the city. Because it was desolate and dilapidated, her ascetic-like life seemed like a punishment for herself. Wayne couldn't bear it and ordered her to move to the property under his name.

At first glance, it seems no different from keeping a mistress.

The young man walked up to the door, waved his hand and sprinkled a dark mist, formed a master key with his mind, easily opened the door and walked in.

In the magnificent living room, Anastasia, wearing a black dress and a valuable black gem on her chest, nodded slightly when she saw the visitor.

"Ivan, why are you here?"

"Anna!"

Ivan took two steps forward and said with a dark face, "What's the matter with you? Why did you suddenly come to Lundan? Why did you set up a church base here? Why did you falsely spread the goddess' oracle to participate in the political situation in Windsor?"

Anastasia didn't say anything. These were things that couldn't be said. She advised the other party not to ask, as knowing too much was not a good thing.

"Do you still remember your identity? You are the Saint of the Dark Church!"

Ivan frowned as he looked at the luxurious manor, his eyelids twitched slightly, and then he looked at the expensive clothes and jewelry on Anastasia, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

After a while, he held his breath and said, "Anna, you have changed!" "..."

Anastasia was speechless. It was not just that he had changed, he was completely turned upside down, a completely different person from the inside out.

"Speak! Tell me who has seduced you into depravity!"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"How can it have nothing to do with me? I am your father."

Ivan widened his eyes, stared at his daughter fiercely, and said sternly: "You think I won't know if you don't tell me? I have already checked who this manor belongs to. It's Wayne Landau, right? Call that guy over here. I want to kill him."

Forget it, the goddess won’t let you do anything wrong.

Anastasia looked at her father with a complicated expression and said slowly, "I am the Saint of the Dark Church. What you are worried about does not exist. Even if something happens, it is not something you can interfere with. This is the oracle of the goddess."

"Goddess, do you want me to support the Landau family, or to establish a branch in Lundan, or to..."

Ivan pointed at his daughter's expensive clothes and jewelry and asked, "Have you let these foreign things corrupt your pure heart?"

"nothing."

"Then how dare you fake the goddess' oracle!"

"..."

The Dark Goddess did not ask Anastasia to do these things. Wayne's requests, including expensive bags and jewelry, were all sent by Wayne's men, so that she could dress herself up in different ways seven days a week.

As for the oracle of the Dark Goddess, there was indeed one that encouraged her to have sex with Wayne, to follow her deepest desires, and to bravely pursue her beliefs.

Seeing that she could never take that step, the goddess enthusiastically helped her some time ago and took the initiative by using her body.

The goddess is pretty good!
Anastasia couldn't say these words in front of her father, and she wouldn't say them either, so she changed the subject and asked, "Did the goddess bring the things she wanted?"

"Is it what the goddess wants or what you want? Speak clearly!" Ivan said gritting his teeth.

"Did you bring it?"

Anastasia frowned slightly, a powerful aura spread out, and invisible majesty enveloped the entire room.

"Brought it."

Seeing his daughter knowingly committing the crime, Ivan felt sad and helpless. He sighed and said, "Anna, I taught you magic, guided you towards faith, and trained you to be the most outstanding saint in the church, but I didn't teach you how to deal with men."

"I don't think it's necessary. Your faith is so devout, and your pursuit of magic is above all else..."

"Believe me, that is not love. You have been deceived. That guy just covets your beauty. Your identity as a saint can bring him great benefits. This is what he wants."

"You falsely conveyed the oracle and helped him get what he wanted. He might be fine, but as a saint, you are guilty of an even greater crime. Once the goddess notices the betrayal, what will be your fate? I believe you know better than me."

"Believe me, father. I've seen all kinds of people before. That guy has no good intentions. He just wants to use you..."

"It's not too late now. If I don't say anything and you don't say anything, no one in the church will dare to say anything. Stop it now!"

The old father looked at his daughter with a tired expression. He was over a hundred years old, not a little girl of eighteen or nineteen. How could she believe in the evil of love?

Anastasia was speechless; her situation was too complicated to explain.

In other words, things will only become more complicated after the explanation.

"Ivan, hand over the things and go back to the church headquarters. You are the Pope, you should not be here."

"You also know that I am the Pope. I will not leave. No one can do anything to me!"

"Hand over the stuff!!"

"Oh."

Ivan was furious. He waved his hand and pulled out two large boxes from his personal space. To vent his anger, he held them high above his head and fiercely...

"Um?!"

Put it gently on the ground.

This little brother of the family is so envious that Veronica next door is almost crying.

Anastasia walked quickly forward, checked the box to confirm that it was correct, and put it into her personal space with a look of joy.

Seeing his daughter insisting on doing what she wanted, and being so happy as if she had found true love, Ivan was so upset that his face turned black and he gasped heavily, "Where is that kid named Wayne?"

"What do you want to do?" Anastasia asked warily.

"He lied to my daughter, what else can I do!"

Black mist was surging around Ivan, his eyes were bloodshot, and he only wanted to kill Wayne.

In Ivan's opinion, the heir of the Landau family is a complete villain, who seduces Anastasia into corruption with sweet words, steals the treasures of Windsor and the Dark Church with her support, expands the family and satisfies his own selfish desires.

Satisfy your lust by the way!

Publicly, Ivan is the Pope of the Dark Church. The saint has been seduced into corruption, and he must stand up to stop it.

Personally, he is Anastasia's father. Any father who sees the cabbage at home being eaten by pigs will read the recipes and study a hundred ways to eat pigs.

Although Anastasia is no longer a young cabbage, and at that age, she should be like aged kimchi, but this is not the point. No matter how old children are, they are still children in the eyes of their parents.

If you dare to touch his child, you must be prepared to pay the price with your life!
Anastasia looked at her murderous old father. She was moved but also a little exhausted. She raised her hand and gently stroked her forehead: "Go back. Landan's situation is a bit complicated. I can't tell you anything else. I can only tell you that the Dark Knight also supports the Landau family. He likes Wayne very much."

Whether it is the Dark Knight Aston or the Dark Knight Wayne, they all stand on Wayne's side.

So is the Dark Saint.

Dark Goddess or!

What can the Pope of the Dark Church use to fight them? Will he just rush forward and splash everyone with blood?
"Not even the Dark Knight can do that!"

Ivan was not intimidated by the title of God's Chosen Knight and was determined to kill Wayne. What's wrong with the Dark Knight? He is not Wayne's biological father. Why shouldn't he seek justice for his daughter?
Even if the Dark Knight is Wayne's biological father, he still has to respect the purity of the Saint. Otherwise, the body of the Goddess will be filthy when she descends to the earth, and the Chosen Knight will also suffer.

Ivan was not afraid at all. Precisely because he was the Dark Knight, he should stand with him to uphold justice for the Saint.

"The chosen knights of Nature, Sun, Moonlight, Death and others also support the Landau family. They have a very good relationship with Wayne!" Anastasia emphasized. The night in Landan is too hot. Let's go back to the Ross Federation. It's cool there and you can escape the summer heat.

"So many knights..."

Ivan couldn't understand how the Landau family had gathered these knights together and received their full support. He said worriedly, "Anna, tell me, did that guy threaten you with these knights?"

"No, I volunteered."

"It's a threat indeed."

"..."

Anastasia rubbed her temples and said patiently, "No matter what you think, the Landau family has the support of the Chosen Knights. The Dark Church must and can only support the Landau family. As the Pope, you cannot act arbitrarily. Do you understand?"

Who is the father and who is the Pope between us? Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Ivan snorted coldly to show his disdain.

Anastasia snorted coldly and raised her hand to lift the long hair beside her ear.

Ivan subconsciously took a step back, and found that he was just touching his hair, so he took a step forward and stood back in his original position.

Anastasia was angry and amused at the same time, and her tone gradually warmed up: "I know you care about me very much. Things are not as bad as you think. I am fine, and Wei...he is also very good. He is a very elegant gentleman. He does not covet my beauty, nor does he have any intention of taking advantage of me."

"Then what's the matter with your clothes? Why are you living in his house? Why did you falsely tell the oracle to bring the treasure here?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

Anastasia's tone turned cold, and she raised her hand and pointed at the door: "Leave Lundan, leave now, Your Holiness, don't force me to ask you to leave Lundan!"

"Anna, why are you talking to me like this because of that boy?"

"Ah."

"..."

Anastasia did not hesitate. She was a typical woman who forgot her father after she had a man. Ivan felt so upset when he saw this old, black cotton jacket that was leaking air.

He cursed and spewed out a bunch of elegant and easy-going words, which made Anastasia angry and her face turned frighteningly cold.

She wouldn't allow anyone to talk about Wayne like that, not even her father.

"Ivan, I'll say it one last time. These are the oracles of the goddess. You are the Pope and I am the saint. We don't need to think about it, let alone deny it. We just need to follow the guidance of the oracle." Anastasia threw down an ultimatum, demanding that Ivan leave London immediately.

"Anna, you falsely spread the oracle for him..."

"roll!"

"..."

Ivan was kicked out of the house by his daughter. He kept saying "Ёбтвоюмать" and swore, getting angrier and angrier the more he thought about it. As a father, he had been wronged and there was no reason for him to let Wayne's father have an easy time.

He just covered his face and beat him up!
No, there is no need to cover his face. His daughter was cheated and they are the victims. They should come to the house openly.

Rush!

……

The next day, Landau Manor.

The black car drove out of the manor gate and headed straight towards the Ministry of Magic headquarters.

Megan was driving, and Auston was sitting in the back seat, playing with ancient silver coins and humming a tune comfortably.

I haven’t seen the annoying little trash can recently, so my quality of life is guaranteed. Although he doesn’t say it, his honest body has already betrayed him.

Darkness engulfed, and the car drove into a dark area.

“Master, it’s the life force field of a legendary wizard.” Megan said expressionlessly.

"The breath of darkness..."

Austin slowly opened his eyes, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. If he guessed correctly, this familiar breath should be the messenger of the Dark Goddess.

Come again?

It’s never over!
"Master, do you want to rush out?"

"No need, just meet and see who the other person is..."

Austin opened the car door and got out. If he was the messenger of the Dark Goddess, the purpose this time might be different from before. Considering the mission on the Frozen Continent, he guessed that the Dark Goddess contacted her knights in order to issue a mission.

Megan came behind Auston and looked coldly into the depths of darkness.

Ivan strode out and asked, "Auston Landau?"

(End of this chapter)