Restarting the myth.

Chapter 75 Death Knight: I came to Lundan for only three things
Large cemetery.

The cold moon was hazy, darkness enveloped the sky, and fog shrouded the earth. In this gloomy area, the tombstones looked like heavy silhouettes, standing under the pale moonlight.

The cemetery was surrounded by tall trees. The sound of wind, whistling mist, and rustling leaves broke the deathly silence.

The center of the cemetery was where the fog was thickest, where phosphorescent lights flickered. A group of men in black holding lanterns stood there, adding a touch of horror to the dead silence.

The followers of death arrived as promised, waiting for the Death Knight to convey the oracle.

This is a very stupid gathering. Once surrounded by the magicians of the Three Goddesses Alliance, or if this gathering is a trap, the leader of the death followers of Lundan will be caught in one fell swoop.

But they still came, which shows their piety in faith, but also their ignorance in faith.

As the morning wore on, pairs of eyes opened in the woods surrounding the cemetery, awaiting the arrival of the Death Knight.

There were many participants in this gathering, not just the dead believers. Several churches were paying close attention. Even the mysterious Dark Knight came to the cemetery at this moment.

The midnight bell rang, and the thick fog made it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face. As the believers waited, the crisp sound of horse hooves rang out from deep in the cemetery.

The evil hound parted the thick fog, and the undead servant in a beige coat and a black top hat held the reins. The Death Knight rode his warhorse to the believers.

"Goddess, we come here with the highest respect to listen to the knight's teachings."

The believers bowed and praised the goddess and her knight. Some even wanted to kiss the Death Knight's boots, but were scared away by the roar of the evil dog.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Death Knight is dressed in tattered and hideous armor, full of resentment and anger towards the living. His sword is eager to drink blood. Wherever he passes, he takes away life, leaving behind death and plague. He is the embodiment of despair.

In the eyes of the death believers, everything is exactly the opposite. The knight is noble and mysterious, and his whole body exudes elegance.

The believers held their breath and came into close contact with the Knight of Death. They were so excited that they clenched their fists. They felt that their life was worth it and they would have no regrets even if they were immediately locked up in a mental hospital.

"I am the Death Knight. I come in the name of the Goddess to spread the faith of death and tell the Goddess's oracle. You are all the most pious people of the Goddess. I am very happy that you can come."

Wayne glanced at the crowd and the skull made a heavy voice: "As for the others, although I didn't invite you, since you are here, I am willing to treat you as guests. Come out, there is no need to hide."

As soon as he finished speaking, the believers became enraged and clamored to drag the pagan out and bleed him.

The Death Knight came in person, and the believers hugged the thigh bone. At this moment, they were fearless and felt that their whole bodies were filled with strength.

Wayne snorted coldly, interrupting the chatter of the believers. His sharp white eyes swept across the distance, and he raised his hand to hold down his sword: "I said, there is no need to hide. This will only bring shame to your faith."

The sound of rustling footsteps was heard, and hundreds of figures walked out of the woods, clearly divided into different groups, coming from different forces, some close to each other and some distant from each other.

Seeing that the enemy army was powerful and had a clear advantage in numbers, the death believers stopped talking and retreated in unison to stand behind the knight.

Wayne: "..."

After changing sides, he no longer felt amused or helpless by the cowardly looks of the believers. Instead, he felt extremely ashamed.

The uninvited guests can be roughly divided into four forces: the Church of the Father, the Alliance of Free Mages, the Alliance of Three Goddesses, and the friendly unit, the Dark Church, which came to help.

Among them, the Goddess Alliance can be divided into three forces: nature, sun, and moonlight.

Wayne saw two familiar faces in the Goddess Alliance camp, his teacher Xifei and the gym's head coach Dick. Because there were many acquaintances here, he paid attention to the representative of the Moonlight Church.

A well-dressed woman, about fifty years old, with a thin face that shows her age, but in good spirits, with sharp eyebrows, giving people a very powerful feeling.

There were still people hiding in the woods who had not shown up, so Wayne ignored them. He came here today to reason, not to fight.

Wayne looked around and asked all the believers of death to stand in the front. It would be meaningless to hide in the back.

You have no shame, but the goddess still wants it!
"I brought the oracle of the goddess. Lundan has become filthy again..."

Wayne ignored the movement on the sidelines and calmly narrated: "Some people live in poverty all their lives, some are born ugly, and some are born well-fed and well-clothed and handsome. The differences between people are so great that the world is full of injustice, but..."

“Everyone will die and will face death. No matter how much you resist or oppose it, you will eventually leave this world and enter eternal peace and sleep.”

"Death is fair and peaceful. Everyone is equal before death. No matter who you are, you will die one day. This is the fairness bestowed by the goddess on everyone."

The believers listened to the oracle and felt that they were right. The goddess understood them so well and the knight also spoke to everyone's heart.

The guests were confused. The Death Knight spoke a lot of big truths, but no one knew what he was trying to say. If this was an oracle, it was too empty.

You can say this all your life, but you will not be able to attract more believers for the goddess of death. Come down and we will show you what professionalism is.

"The goddess told me that Lundan is too filthy. Evil is rampant here, and criminals gather here, making the already unfair world even more depraved. It's more like hell than the human world."

Wayne lowered his head and glanced at Abo: "A few days ago, I woke up my servant by the Thame River. He was an upright and fearless police officer of Lundan. He was killed for exposing some injustices..."

"After he woke up, he continued to fight against evil and successfully destroyed it... Justice was promoted and evil was punished, which made the scales of injustice slightly balanced."

"The oracle of the goddess is fairness. As believers of the goddess, you must always implement this concept. Any injustice of bullying the weak and abusing power for personal gain is an act of blasphemy. You must not only restrain yourself, but also supervise others..."

"The Goddess requires you to establish new bases in the five districts of Lundan and set up an organization open to ordinary people to help them get the fairness they deserve. Justice can be late, but it must never be absent."

Wayne spoke slowly, and the believers opened their mouths wide. The guests were also stunned, wondering if they had heard it wrong.

For example, Gangplank, the director of the insane asylum hidden in the Dark Church camp, suspected that the Death Knight was crazy, and very crazy.

Wayne's queen teacher was in a similar situation. Xifei was horrified. It was the first time she heard of such a radical doctrine. Although the starting point was good, but...but what does this have to do with death?
Instead of wasting a lot of manpower and resources, it would be better to think about developing believers and being fair. There are only a few death believers in Lundan, and it is impossible to work them to death...

Thinking of this, Xifei's heart skipped a beat. So that's how it is. She understood.

At first glance, the oracle conveyed by the Death Knight is meaningless and just a bunch of empty nonsense. It is extremely difficult to execute and has no chance of success due to resistance from all sides.

But if you think about it, this is actually a clever way to attract believers.

People yearn for light and also desire fairness. If the Death Knight can really make some achievements, the reputation of the Goddess of Death in Lundan will take a 180-degree turn. Even if people don't believe it, they will not allow others to slander a fair and just death.

Whether it succeeds or not is not important, what matters is that the believer in death did it!
Xifei broke out in a cold sweat, and was shocked by the Death Knight's sinister intentions, thinking that this was a very difficult situation.

As expected of a long-established Death Knight, his means of manipulating people’s hearts are truly powerful.

Xifei didn't believe that the Death Knight was serious. His early reform was definitely for a large-scale sacrifice in the later stage. Even if we take a step back, this was an open conspiracy, using goodwill to deceive public opinion to reach the peak of reputation, thereby expelling other beliefs in Lundan.

Gangplank: The Death Knight is crazy!
"Nonsense!"

Wayne was interrupted by a stern shout. A middle-aged man in a white robe walked out of the Heavenly Father Church camp. He was the Archbishop of the Diocese of Lundan and said bluntly, "I don't know if what the knight said was really the oracle of the Goddess of Death. I only know that there are laws in the world, and all churches have signed agreements. We cannot use our power to interfere with the world without authorization. This is true fairness."

"As far as I know, the former Holy Father's Church was the greatest injustice in the world. You control all the upper power. The fact that the Papal States has stood firm to this day is the best example. If you had not interfered, the Papal States would have implemented a constitutional monarchy long ago." Wayne snorted sarcastically.

The archbishop's eyes twitched. That was true, but the Papal State also had its own difficulties. It was difficult to have such a large family and business.

Moreover, the Papal States have been very restrained, and the current Pope is indeed considering the separation of church and state. The tide of the times is rolling in, and even the Holy Father's Church must change.

When the agreement was mentioned, the senior leaders of several churches present knew that the fighting was too intense and no one could bear it, so they moved the open struggle to the dark, and when the strength accumulated to a certain level, or the friction escalated to the limit, they would have another large-scale battle of faith.

"I came to Lundan for only three things: fairness, fairness, and damn fairness!"

Wayne mocked the archbishop and said to the believers: "You must do your best to maintain fairness. According to the requirements of the agreement, you must not use extraordinary power. If you encounter great resistance and cannot achieve fairness, you can go to my servant. If he can't do it, he will come to me."

After saying this, he looked around at the believers and asked, "Any questions?"

Have!
The believers looked at each other, full of doubts. Finally, one person stood up, bowed and said, "Sir Knight, it's not that we don't believe you, but...is this really the oracle of the goddess?"

"Why, do you think you know more about death than I do?" "..." xN
Not really, after all you are really dead.

"Mortal wisdom cannot understand the goddess' oracle. I won't blame you, but don't always show your ignorance in front of me. Go and obey the oracle. Time will prove everything." Wayne ordered.

His remarks were not just talk; he can responsibly say that although the oracle was false, death was peaceful and fair.

The above insights stem from his understanding of death. Quoting the warning motto of the Nelson family, other people's wives are good, but your own children are fragrant.

Bah, wrong sentence, that’s not it.

There is no good or evil God. Every God has two sides. The key lies in how believers interpret it. Wayne read tranquility and fairness in death. He is the Death Knight. He said it was an oracle, and this is an oracle.

If you disagree, go find the Goddess of Death and tell her that the Death Knight said it himself.

"Let's go, work hard for the goddess, and when you die, you will get your benefits." Wayne raised his hand and the evil dogs howled in the thick fog, opening up a long path leading directly to the cemetery for the believers to leave.

Although the believers had doubts, they still believed Wayne. The Death Knight was the goddess's exclusive knight, and no one could deceive them.

I'll go back and prepare. First, I'll go to the Free Mage Alliance to get some sponsorship, and then I'll open five detective agencies and law firms to provide legal aid to the citizens.

The believers left in a daze, never dreaming that their faith would develop to this day.

One of the believers walked halfway and turned back, bowed and said, "Respected Knight, I received information a few days ago that the high priest of the Church of Nature is working to capture you. The information comes from the top of the Church of Nature and is very reliable."

The believer's voice was so loud that Xifei's eyelids twitched. Which idiot spread the news? Doesn't he feel ashamed of such a low-level killing by borrowing a knife?
It couldn't be Sidney, and it couldn't be Simon, it could only be those two idiots.

Goddess, this is so embarrassing!
"I understand. Leave as soon as possible and remember to avoid walking at night in the future."

Wayne waved his hand, and after all the believers had left, he raised his hand and pressed the hilt of the sword: "Guests, do you have anything else to say? If not, I have something to say..."

"I, the Death Knight, have never been a fighter. I hate fighting and killing the most!"

"But in order to fulfill the goddess's oracle, I don't mind having my hands stained with blood. This city is too filthy. You are noble and don't want to be tainted by it. Please don't disturb the goddess's followers from upholding justice and bringing fairness to the citizens."

"..."xN
Is that fair? You are clearly trying to attract believers!
Everyone was filled with disbelief. Only children talk about right and wrong. Adults know that order is more important. If the Death Knight insists on justice, it will only make the muddy waters of Londan even more muddy, and the citizens will still have to pay the price.

but……

What does this have to do with us!

The team of the Free Mage League left first. The non-believers did not take the initiative to intervene in the fight. The team of the Church of the Heavenly Father left soon after. Death is not the enemy of the Heavenly Father, and the Death Knight is not a follower of the evil god.

The members of the Dark Church stayed on the sidelines and watched. Death was the ally of darkness. They might not directly participate in the battle, but they must be firm in supporting their ally.

The pressure came to the Three Goddesses Alliance.

Head Coach Dick and the thin female magician focused their attention on the Dark Church. The Death Knight was too powerful, and the Dark Knight might also be hiding in the dark, so they could not make meaningless sacrifices.

Xifei was a little hesitant. She used to be the leader of Paris Surgical Knife Organization and had met the Death Knight more than once. Her intuition told her that there was a 90% chance that the Death Knight in front of her was a fake. He looked powerful, but in fact he was vulnerable.

Considering that there was still a 10% chance, she was unwilling to take the risk. A high priest had just fallen some time ago, and she couldn't afford to lose another one.

Just wait a little longer, reinforcements from headquarters will be arriving soon.

The Three Goddesses Alliance's troops evacuated in an orderly manner. The members of the Dark Church bowed to Wayne and disappeared into the night.

It can be seen that everyone is very restrained.

Wayne was also very restrained.

"Too mature..."

Wayne muttered, turned his horse around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, he sensed a fluctuation, which allowed Abin and Abo to hide in the thick fog, and he rode his horse alone towards the woods opposite.

The woods were shrouded in the pitch-black night. The hazy moonlight could not penetrate, and the pervasive fog also stopped here.

The entire forest was like an abyss of nothingness, swallowing up everything that had passed.

At the source of the darkness stood a tall figure, clad in black armor and a cloak that covered his entire body. His face was covered by a black iron mask that fitted tightly from top to bottom, not even revealing his eyes.

dark Knight.

Wayne's supernatural sense, which had not been used for a long time, issued a warning that the other party was very dangerous.

"Death Knight, Lendan is not your territory, you have crossed the line." The Dark Knight said.

"who are you?"

Wayne tried to identify the other person's voice, but failed. It was deep, heavy and a little hoarse, as if he had throat cancer.

"You may not have seen me. I am the Knight Chosen by Darkness, the Dark Knight chosen by the Goddess."

"..."

What the hell, calling yourself the Dark Knight in front of me, Wayne?

Wayne was a little confused. He was thinking about changing his name a few days ago, but he didn't expect that this account already had an owner.

He was very upset. He wanted to negotiate with the opponent to see if they could switch places and exchange their goddesses. From then on, he would be the Dark Knight and the opponent would be the Death Knight.

Wayne was tactful enough not to ask, thinking it should be impossible.

The Dark Knight looked at Wayne coldly. The latter did not behave like an old veteran who had been famous for a long time, but more like a rookie who had just started out.

In addition, Paris has another Death Knight, and the Death Knight in front of him is 90% likely to be fake, but the strong aura of death cannot be faked, so it can only be said that the two Death Knights are not the same person.

The Goddess of Death has expanded the number of her knights and is preparing to form a formation?
The Dark Knight didn't understand, he only knew that he could obtain the status of a knight by meeting extremely demanding conditions. It was unlikely that a goddess would have two knights walking the earth.

The two knights didn't say anything, just looked at each other quietly.

Maybe it was a telepathic connection, or maybe the atmosphere was right, Wayne pressed the hilt of the sword, and the Dark Knight was ready for battle.

The shadows of the trees swayed, and a ray of light shone down, separating the two knights' gazes from each other like a sharp sword.

Wayne turned his head to look at a big tree and his heart suddenly tightened.

This familiar feeling!

Teacher, what are you doing here? We are facing the Dark Knight and his ally the Death Knight. Go back and work overtime!

Hey, teacher, are you so strong that you can kill two knights alone?

At the same time, the Dark Knight also looked over.

"The High Priest..."

As the Dark Knight murmured, the thoughts hidden in the woods quickly moved away, but the two knights remained motionless.

After a while.

"Leave it to me." x2
(End of this chapter)