Restarting the myth.

Chapter 406 Please, Don’t Die
Solved breakfast.

Mainly to wait for Isabella to finish breakfast, Wayne and Mona split up into two groups.

The former went to the Natural Church branch headquarters to investigate the high priest to see if he could get any information about the Black Reasoning Cult, while the latter went to collect information about the reincarnated angels to ensure that he could follow behind and pick up the heads when the angels attacked in a wave.

"Your essay is well written, and it's all true. I never knew that a serious person like you is so good at flattering the boss."

On the way, Wayne sighed again and again. If Chris had this foundation, she wouldn't have to sacrifice her beauty for inspiration and outline. She could become a great writer on her own.

Isabella was full and felt very happy. She looked at the long-term meal ticket, blinked and said nothing.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Wayne didn't know that the soundproofing barrier had failed last night, and Isabella could hear the rhythm of the accompaniment.

"Uh, High Priest of the Oracle...Mr. Wayne, I have a very important question here. Please answer it carefully."

"Just call me Wayne. No need to be so polite. It will make us feel distant."

"Mr. Wayne, you said yesterday that you were promoted and would not treat me, your old friend, unfairly. Are you planning to place your own spies in the Paris division?" Isabella said concisely.

"It's not impossible to say this..."

Wayne touched his chin. He thought, he was an acquaintance. The remark that he accepted the matter as a dog would damage his image and affect his glorious image in Isabella's mind, so he simply didn't mention it.

Isabella breathed a sigh of relief. After eating, she pursued spiritual enlightenment and thought it was too shameful to be Wayne's lover just for a long-term meal ticket. Now that she had made things clear, her personality and dignity were immediately restored.

"Mr. Wayne, I am willing to serve you. You are the high priest of the oracle of the church. It is not shameful to offer my loyalty to you."

"What you said means our relationship has faded. I always considered you a friend." Wayne was a little disappointed. Nature had taught him too many bugs, and Isabella's words were too harsh, so he was often poisoned by evil tendencies.

"Thank you for your recognition."

Isabella nodded. One should know oneself. Wayne could treat her as a friend, but she could not treat the High Priest of the Oracle as a friend.

After correcting her status as a younger brother, Isabella spoke more directly: "The reason why I write good essays is because I practice often. My former leader, who is also your teacher, doesn't like to flatter her superiors, so I am responsible for similar written reports."

So that’s it!
Wayne suddenly realized the teacher's dark history +1. He would share it with Veronica when he got back to sow discord between his daughter-in-law and mother-in-law.

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Isabella's sudden change of attitude made Wayne feel uncomfortable. He asked in confusion, "I remember when we first met, you were a very opinionated woman. You were brave and courageous and left a deep impression on me. How come after only two years of not seeing you, you are just like this..."

"So humble?"

"I didn't say that."

"I'm a member of the Scalpel Organization, the church's scalpel for eliminating dissidents. Except during missions, I don't need to think too much at other times." Isabella explained.

Finding a backer at the level of the high priest of oracle, there is no need to think too much. She offers her loyalty and life, and Wayne provides a long-term meal ticket. How simple it is.

"Since you said so, your life will belong to me from now on."

Wayne patted Isabella on the shoulder and said, "I have to say that you have a good vision. You caught the last wave of investment. If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to get on board again in the future."

Isabella didn't understand, but since Wayne said so, she just nodded.

He is so obedient even before any training. If he is polluted, his loyalty will be maxed out.

Wayne was more and more satisfied with Isabella, and wondered whether to make her his follower. But then he thought better of it. Tentacle monsters and mature women go well together, a timeless combination in special shooting movies. But if mature women are tentacle monsters...

The painting style is too creepy.

Wayne already has three queen tentacle monsters in his hands and doesn't want to add more people. He decides to take the formal path to train Isabella and let others know that there is nothing wrong with being his dog.

"Isabella, are you the head of the Scalpel Agency?"

"No, since High Priest Xifei left office, the Scalpel Organization has not had a new leader. It has been split into four parts, each controlled by four priests. I am just a captain, a third-level priest."

"A priest at the level of a gold mage?"

Wayne complained: "The Golden Mage can be the high priest in Lundan. He is indeed Frank, and his family background is really rich."

It can be seen that the Scalpel Organization was split up by those in power, the public buses were reduced to private cars and became private armed forces in the hands of the four priests. Isabella was suppressed and did not have a good time in Frank.

Wayne thought about it and decided to transfer people to Lundan to help teacher Xifei reorganize Lundan's scalpel organization. By the way, he would call the Pope to arrange a priest identity.

His people are everywhere, so he made the decision happily.

Wayne told Isabella about his plan, but she didn't quite believe it. She held the cake with doubts: "Mr. Wayne, the Pope..."

"Wayne!"

"Wayne, even if you are the High Priest of Oracle or a student of the Pope, you can't just... "

"possible."

Wayne interrupted and said slowly: "You offer your loyalty to me, so you need to know who you are working for."

Isabella swallowed hard at the serious tone.

"Before I became the High Priest of the Oracle, I was recognized by the Word of Elements as the next Knight of Nature. Because of this identity, I was able to support Senna to become the Pope."

Seeing Isabella's pupils shrink suddenly, Wayne continued, "There was a little friction between me and the previous Pope Ludwig. The rumors outside were wrong. It's not that he didn't care about government affairs, but that a dead person can't govern."

"Gudu!"

Isabella's clothes were soaked with sweat, and she couldn't help but feel weak in the knees when facing the real ruler of the Natural Church.

This meal ticket is very powerful and can last a lifetime!

Seeing this guy pretending to be rich and stuffing his new little sister, Wayne was quite satisfied. He told a piece of gossip to ease the awkward atmosphere: "As for the relationship between me and the Pope, you can think of it as me and Mona. Speak louder in the future and don't embarrass me."

"Ah this..."

Isabella felt terrible: "But...teacher's teacher...is this really okay?"

"What law is no longer valid?"

The law does not stipulate, but morality...

Isabella thought about it and realized that Senna, as described by Xifei, had a terrible character. Even if she was morally corrupt, there was a problem with Senna. In order to become the Pope, the shameless old woman stretched out her evil claws to her students' students and completed her promotion through the promotion of the Knight of Nature.

That's right, that's it.

"Wayne, you've been wronged."

"Well, you must be thinking of something very rude..."

The two walked and talked, and Wayne revealed some more information about the Natural Church headquarters, leaving Isabella so full that she could not fit any more space. They just arrived at the Natural Church's branch headquarters in Paris.

It looks like a private library, very Life Alliance.

The library covers a large area, with the fragrance of books, warm breeze, and a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

Isabella greeted the gatekeeper, took out her ID and swiped her card to enter the real division headquarters.

Wayne scanned his face, and his powerful thinking made him look extremely friendly. With his excellent eloquence and a friendly smile, he successfully stepped into a space surrounded by greenery.

The half-finished Philosopher's Stone only requires the sacrifice of a legendary wizard, and the church can obtain a district headquarters that can be used for both offense and defense.

There is no loss in blood!
The Paris divisional headquarters is almost identical in appearance to that of London, with blue sky, green land, mountains, and cathedral. It is no exaggeration to say that they were carved from the same mold.

Isabella's rank is too low, so if she wants to see the high priest she needs to report through various levels. If the appointment goes smoothly, she will be summoned to the high priest's office in three days.

Wayne couldn't wait three days, so he opened the office door with his excellent eloquence and met...

no one.

The office was empty. Warm light shone on the desk in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. High Priest Sang Lan was holding a meeting in the conference room.

Wayne sat in the office chair and picked up the document on the table and started flipping through it. Isabella stood behind Wayne. The elite didn't know how to pinch shoulders and beat legs. She stood like a javelin and did the work of a thug, a killer, and a bodyguard.

Wayne casually flipped through the documents as if he was at home, and his eyes fixed on the photo frame on the desk and saw a picture of Sang Lan.

She looks thirty years old, wearing a white wizard's robe, with a straight nose, plump lips, deep and clear eyes, elegant and confident, with the charm of a mature woman.

Sang Lan is the head of the Frank Division. He is a legendary wizard and the former leader of Teacher Xifei. Since the current saint comes from the Frank Division, Sang Lan has a promising career and is qualified to compete for the position of the high priest of the oracle at the headquarters.

Compared with her, Xifei has no advantages at all except that the Pope is the teacher/son's lover and the Natural Knight is the biological son who was carried in the womb for ten months.

The defeat is set!

Click!

The office door opened, and a man in white clothes exactly the same as in the photo walked in. When he saw the situation in the office, he was slightly stunned.

Sang Lan was stunned for a moment, then closed the door silently. With a faint smile on her face, she walked to the desk and bowed slightly: "High Priest Oracle, I am honored to see you here."

A wisp of fragrant wind blew over, and the settled charm made Wayne exclaim in his head. He raised his hand and waved it in front of him: "It is worthy of being the romantic capital. The smell of perfume is everywhere I go."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and sniffed the area nearby. It seemed that Isabella had no perfume on her.

Sang Lan looked a little embarrassed, and said in a businesslike manner: "High Priest Oracle, are you here at the Paris Division Headquarters for business or personal matters? Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Before that, I have a question that I hope the high priest can answer for me."

Wayne crossed his legs on the table, leaned back in his office chair, pointed his nose at Sang Lan, and snorted, "In March, the official document announcing my promotion to High Priest of Oracle was issued. It's already May, why don't the church members in the Frank Division know me yet?"

"For the sake of confidentiality, all your information is blocked. Only I and the four priests know about it." Sang Lan explained.

It was a very official answer, and Wayne couldn't find any fault with it. He lowered his head and said, "Okay, this answer is acceptable to you. I won't pursue it any further."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Sang Lan smiled unchanged: "The High Priest of Oracle should be visiting Paris for the first time. Do you need me to arrange a pleasant trip for you?"

“If I travel, I already have a destination.”

Wayne looked at Sang Lan's expression, trying to detect the change in her expression: "I want to go to the underground tomb. You pack up and come with me."

Sang Lan's expression changed slightly: "The underground tomb is the territory of the Death Knight. He is too powerful. I don't recommend you do this."

"What if I must go?"

"I, I will arrange a team of followers for you."

Sang Lan smiled bitterly: "As for me, I'm very sorry. As the high priest, I can't go out at will. Even if it is your request, I must get the approval of the Pope before entering the underground tomb."

There was nothing wrong with Sang Lan's answer and expression. Wayne could not see any fault with it. He frowned and said, "To be honest, I am here on business. The headquarters received information from the Vatican's informant that the Papal States has been making a lot of noise recently. They sent several strong men who are suspected to be reincarnated angels to Paris. Their target is the underground tomb." Sang Lan's breath stagnated, and she hurriedly said, "Reincarnated angels, where does the Papal State get such a huge amount of money? Is the source of the information reliable?"

“Very reliable.”

Wayne said slowly: "According to reliable information, the Papal States has noticed that there are a large number of demons in Paris, intending to open the gates of hell in the underground tomb, so they dispatched a large army of reincarnated angels."

"This this……"

Sang Lan choked up and took a deep breath, saying, "Archpriest Oracle, this information is too important. I must have someone confirm it. Please wait a moment. I am acquainted with Archbishop Dio of Saint-Sulpice Church. Perhaps I can get some clues from him."

"no need."

Wayne raised his hand to stop him: "The Papal States suspects that the local church has been controlled by the devil. The arrival of the angel army was not notified to the archbishop. He can't answer you even if you ask him. Besides, everyone belongs to different forces. He won't tell you even if he knows."

"You're right."

Sang Lan nodded: "I was excited. When I thought about such a powerful force about to arrive in Paris, and the church had no means to resist it, I couldn't help but panic. I was afraid that after the angels cleared the demons, they would also regard the church as a target of attack."

"That's true. The angels are more arrogant than each other. They blamed us for the existence of demons in our headquarters and said that we couldn't stop them from forcing their way in."

Wayne said: "So the headquarters sent me here to check the situation and, if necessary, transfer the manpower of the division to avoid conflict with the Heavenly Father Church."

Sang Lan nodded repeatedly. It was reasonable and she agreed with it.

"I came over to say hello today, just to get to know you. You may not believe it, but we actually have a lot in common."

"Oh, what do you mean?"

"My teacher's name is Sphynx Landau, no, Sphynx Valentine, who was once the head of the Paris Scalpel Organization and worked under you..."

Wayne started chatting about family matters, gossiping about other people's affairs, and how shameless the Wang family's wife was. He made witty remarks and talked a lot of nonsense, and he forced Sang Lan to stay in the office and chat for three hours.

Sang Lan was so annoyed that she had never seen a man who talked so much nonsense. It seemed as if they could talk for the whole day.

After finally waiting for Wayne to take a breath, she quickly interrupted and said, "High Priest Oracle, it's time to eat. Please move to the restaurant and we can talk while we eat."

I'm the only one who can interrupt here!

Wayne complained in his heart, but nodded and said, "Okay, I'm tired of talking, let's put that aside for now and continue when we come back."

"Isabella, you accompany the High Priest of Oracle to the restaurant first. I will change my clothes and come later."

Sang Lan gave instructions to Isabella, and then saw the two of them push the door and leave, and walked slowly towards the inner room.

She took off her white robe, and the simple outfit outlined her graceful curves. The wine she drank was mellow and intoxicating, yet still beautiful and fashionable.

The robe accidentally slipped to the ground, Sang Lan bent down to pick it up. The lines of her long legs were straight and smooth, and a layer of white light was emitted under the warm light, like a work of art, which made people want to show off to others.

Sang Lan closed her eyes and made sure there were no perverts peeping around. Then she slowly straightened up and hung up her white robe.

She changed into another white robe, brushed her fingertips across the bookcase, opened the secret compartment, and a white dove for communication jumped out.

“Gugugugu——”

Sang Lan waved her hand and scattered a handful of corn, chanting a spell silently, storing the information in the pigeon's mind.

With a snap of his fingers, the halo deflected and the carrier pigeon turned into a young and beautiful girl in a white robe, walking out of the office innocently and lively.

The door opened, and a hand reached in, pressing the girl's forehead and pushing her back into the office.

"High Priest, I suddenly remembered something."

Wayne stared at the undulating figure under the white robe with great interest, and said apologetically: "You seem to have something very difficult to deal with. I hope I won't disturb you if I talk about other things now?"

Sang Lan's heart was in her throat, but she kept smiling and said, "No, it is my duty to serve you. I have changed my clothes and will go to the restaurant now."

"Not urgent."

Wayne tightened his five fingers, and the girl in white robe let out a cry and turned into a fluttering white dove.

Wayne held the dove in his palm and asked with a gloomy look, "What is recorded in the encrypted communication written by the mind?"

“Personal privacy!”

"What a coincidence. I like to spy on someone's privacy, especially in front of that person. It looks even more interesting."

Wayne's voice gradually cooled, and a ray of thought blossomed. He saw a piece of encrypted code in Yu Baige's eyes: "It will take some time to crack it. Please wait a moment. I will get it done as soon as possible."

"High Priest Oracle, you're going too far."

Sang Lan's voice also turned cold, and her thought waves dissipated, pulling in the void projection and enveloping Wayne in her life field.

"Life force field..."

Wayne looked at the 'disappearing' white dove in his hand, and a smile appeared on his lips: "It's just personal privacy. The high priest started with a life force field. He is really angry!"

Sang Lan narrowed her eyes slightly: "I know you are suspicious of me, and I also want to tell you something. You can't investigate everything. If you find out something, neither you nor I can afford the price."

"Then I'll check it out even more!"

Wayne's eyes sparkled, and his life field spread out, diffusing around him with a diameter of three meters.

The disappeared white dove reappeared in his hand. His mind broke in and forcibly decrypted it. He saw a conversation and smiled as he read it out: "Angels are coming. Plans have changed. Notify others."

On the opposite side, Sang Lan's face was ashen, showing anger, fear and discomfort.

"High Priest, I won't waste any more time. We have caught the criminal red-handed. I want to know more information. Do you want to tell me voluntarily, or should I save your dignity?" Wayne waved his hand and released the white dove.

The white dove flapped its wings and landed on Sang Lan's shoulder. It lowered its head and pecked her a few times, as if apologizing.

Bai Ge: I didn’t want to do that either, but he forced me to do it, so I had no choice but to give it to him.

boom! !

A ray of fire burst out, and the white dove turned into ashes.

“Now the evidence is gone.”

"What does it matter? My mouth is the evidence."

"Arrogant! Unreasonable!"

Sang Lan said with a sullen face: "High Priest Oracle, I still say the same thing, there are some things that cannot be investigated. For the sake of everyone, let's stop here!"

"I still say the same thing. We have already investigated it, and we must get to the bottom of it."

"Humph!"

Sang Lan snorted coldly and waved her hand to change the shape of the life force field. The vast mountains and seas were stacked layer by layer, and the four elements occupied each side in the sky. The huge life force filled every corner of the world, creating an endless army of tree people.

The life field is fake. When legendary mages fight against each other, the winner cannot be determined in a short period of time. There is only one way to end the battle quickly - compete with knowledge reserves!

As a legendary wizard, Sang Lan investigated Wayne, the high priest of oracle who had inexplicably risen to power.

A student of Hefei, the high priest of the Lundan region and a favorite of the Acting Pope Senna, he obtained favorable resources by relying on his connections. Because Senna needed it, he became the high priest of the oracle overnight.

Simply put, Senna used all her resources to create the pretty boy.

Unlike the legendary wizard who relies on his own practice, one can tell from the size of his life force field that the pretty boy lacks basic skills and has a weak foundation. Although he is called a legendary wizard, he is actually a fake.

Will win!
boom!
A violent airflow swept across the entire field. Wherever the red light passed, the tree men were cut in half and fell down one after another like wheat being cut. Before they fell to the ground, they spontaneously ignited due to the terrifying heat wave and high temperature, and turned into ashes in the explosion.

Sang Lan let out a light exclamation, and her thoughts covered the entire life field. She felt a flash of residual light in front of her, and a tearing pain attacked her heart, as if her entire mind and life field were torn apart.

The next second, the afterimage arrived in front of him, and a fist enlarged infinitely before his eyes.

boom! !

Wayne threw a punch, which landed lightly on the ground. He looked at the blood on his fist and let his hot eyes evaporate it.

In the distance, there was a loud noise and a violent explosion as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart.

Amid the huge explosion, Sang Lan's life field dissipated, and Wayne's life field took advantage of the situation and swept down.

He waved his hand, clasped his five fingers over the bleeding face, tilted his head to look at the bloody face between his fingers: "What a pity, I was moved by the way you bent over just now, but now that I see this disfigured face, the feeling is gone in an instant."

Sang Lan opened her mouth weakly and large amounts of blood flowed out.

He was breathing in less than he was breathing out, and his mind was shattered by the punch, and his body was also severely injured. If no rescue was given, he would die.

He has to be a legendary wizard. Even demigods wouldn't dare to take Wayne's punch with their faces.

"What did you say? Speak louder. I can't hear you clearly."

Wayne laughed happily, tightened his five fingers, pressing on his skull and making a crackling sound, and as he laughed, the smile on his face froze.

"me……"

"It's...Pope Senna's people..."

"Myself...people..."

Wayne:∑(_;)
What does "zi" mean?
Literally?

"Humph, you minion of the devil, don't even think about deceiving me..."

Wayne was a little panicked, thinking to himself that it was not a big problem. Even if this person was one of his own, he was controlled by the devil at this time and was a traitor and a traitor.

A trace of his thoughts invaded and he looked at Sang Lan clearly inside and out.

There was nothing wrong with the body, except that it was a little sticky, and there was nothing wrong with the mind, except that it was fragmented. It was a very standard natural belief, with no trace of the seven deadly sins.

Wayne silently placed Sang Lan on the ground. He used his five fingers to spread life energy, repairing the other's broken face, injecting vitality to awaken the mind and body.

"High Priest, wake up..."

Wayne knelt in front of Sang Lan, calling for a miracle of life: "Please, don't die!"

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