Chapter 128 It’s not important to you, but to me

Chapter 128 It’s not important to you, but to me

"The portal, the black robe, is the lackey of the Thousand-Eyed Demon..."

Wayne received a summons from Abin and wondered why the minions of the Thousand-Eyed Demon were targeting Chris.

He has seen this group of minions, every one of them, they are all impatient and full of filthy words.

There is no shortage of technicians in Lundan, so you can spend whatever you want. Spending a lot of time at the risk of exposing the Thousand-Eyed Demon's plan is obviously not in line with common sense.

They only have one life, and they don't have the courage.

Wayne couldn't figure out the reason after thinking about it, thinking that the Vatican might know about it, and he would reveal the information to Mona tonight and let the Vatican worry about it.

It's late at night.

Wayne got out of the sewer, looked at the car parked in front of Mona's house, and nodded secretly. The skinny camel was indeed bigger than the horse, and he had all the things he wanted in one day.

He opened the door and got into the passenger seat. When he saw Mona in the driver's seat with an expression of 'I have seen through the truth', he snorted angrily.

Fortunately, you are still a blue-level detective. It took you two nights to recognize who the good guys are. You have lowered the level of the detective world.

"Where to go?"

"Find a secluded place. This is not a suitable place to open a portal."

Wayne said slowly: "Remember to add the title of master next time. You are captured and enslaved by me. You must express the emotion of struggle instead of the cold dead face now."

Makes sense!

Mona nodded. The Archbishop didn't say anything, but she had already confirmed that this bastard was really one of her own.

Mona knew very well how difficult it was to be undercover. She was exhausted after just two days undercover, and the despair of losing everything at any time was very difficult.

The asshole keeps company with the devil every day, his life is in danger if he is not careful, and the pressure he endures is unimaginable.

Thinking about it this way, she just had her butt touched twice, so there was no need to be reluctant.

The truck started slowly. Wayne raised his hand to stop and said solemnly: "Are you wearing high heels?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Take off your shoes. You are not allowed to wear high heels while driving in the future." Wayne ordered with his mind, indicating the seriousness.

Ten minutes later, the truck stopped at the edge of the alley.

Wayne sat in the car, opened the portal with the key, and asked Mona to move the alchemy materials in one by one, handling them gently without any bumps.

Mona obeyed the orders obediently and never complained. At first glance, it seemed that she had been trained.

…

Ruins of ancient city No. 3, square.

Mona looked at Wayne who was sitting on the sofa making tea, and finally understood why there were sofas, tea sets and fire racks among the alchemy materials.

"Don't be lazy, hurry up and set up the alchemy array. The task is very heavy tonight. After setting up the alchemy array, I have other tasks to give you." Wayne crossed his legs, put down the black tea and shouted loudly, trying to fish at work. It's really outrageous.

Mona's face darkened, but she still had no complaints. She was directed by Wayne to build the formation, and worked extremely hard.

The materials required for the alchemy array are not precious, but the quantity is extremely large, and the composition of the magic array is also very demanding. Most people can't do it with hard work and hard work.

Wayne doesn't want to suffer this injustice. It's not that easy to let him work for the devil. Outsourcing it to the clergy, everyone will make money. This is a win-win-win situation.

"Bruce, it looks like you're enjoying it!"

The portal opened, and the clone of the Thousand-Eyed Demon came to check on the situation. When he saw Wayne lying on the sofa fishing for fish, and the female monk under his control was busy, he couldn't help laughing.

Okay, this operation is very devilish, and this guy also has a lot of future.

"My master, I welcome you." Wayne stood up, placed his hand on his chest like the butler and bowed slightly.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon was even more satisfied. Wayne's courtesy reminded him of his most proud disciple, Sigma, and Aiwujiwu became more and more pleasing to his eyes.

It's a pity that this dog once served the Blood Lord. Even if he takes it away, the belief in Blood will only be suppressed instead of completely disappearing. After all, it cannot be cultivated as a confidant.

"Mona, come here and say hello to my master." Seeing that the Thousand-Eyed Demon didn't speak for a while, Wayne called the tool man to come forward.

Mona lowered her head and came to Wayne's side, whispering "Master", a little aggrieved, which was in line with her current character who couldn't help herself.

"What's going on? Your servant seems to have retained his will?" Thousand-Eyed Demon said displeased.

"Master, my power is too weak to completely control her will. I can only implant thoughts so that she has to obey my orders." Speaking of this, Wayne looked at the Thousand-Eyed Demon eagerly.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon simply ignored him. He was just a clone and could not give more power.

He said slowly: "Bruce, power does not lie in strength, but in the method of use. You can erase her mind and make her a mindless puppet. If you can't do that, I can help you."

Mona's body trembled, she held her breath and lowered her head deeply.

"That's so boring. I prefer to see her struggling than a puppet with strings."

Wayne slapped Mona hard on the butt, causing the latter's body to tremble and her fists to turn white.

"Jiejiejiejiejie————"

"Thank you for your compliment. In fact, I learned from you."

Wayne said modestly: "I used two of the little tricks you taught me before on her, and the results are beginning to show. She already knows how to take the initiative to ride people."

"Just have fun, don't take it too seriously, remember to destroy her when it's done, otherwise she will destroy you."

The Thousand-Eyed Demon thought of a certain demon king that he couldn't stop, so he took the initiative to end the conversation and asked: "How are the preparations for the alchemy array? Have the sixty-six corpses you were asked to find found?"

"The alchemy array is still being prepared. It will be completed in the next two days. I'm afraid it will take a while for the corpse."

Wayne lowered his head and said: "The belief in hell is extremely hidden in Lundan. I know the whereabouts of several friends and plan to bring their bodies tonight. After that, I can only collect them while searching."

"Yes, they didn't make the wrong friends."

The Thousand-Eyed Demon once again praised Bruce. The more he looked at Bruce, the more he had the potential to become a demon. If it weren't for the overcrowding of hell demons and the territory was no longer enough, he would have wanted to train him.

"There is still one month left. With your ability, you will definitely be able to complete the task. Serve me well and your benefits will be indispensable." The Thousand-Eyed Demon said nonsense.

This cake sounds familiar, I seem to have drawn it somewhere.

Wayne thought for a while, and it seemed that he had said similar words to someone before, and immediately bowed and said: "My master, showing loyalty to you is your greatest reward to me. Apart from this, I don't want anything."

The Thousand-Eyed Demon was shocked when he heard this, and felt Sigma's figure overlap with Wayne's. He sighed regretfully: "It would be great if I met you before the blood..."

"My lord, who is the blood?"

"Hahaha, you are right, who is the blood?"

The Thousand-Eyed Demon patted Wayne on the shoulder and became interested in talents. A month later, he would personally consecrate Wayne and turn him into his familiar.

After the Thousand-Eyed Demon left, Wayne sat on the sofa. Mona came forward and whispered: "There is still one month, I think he..."

"Shut up, what does this have to do with you." Wayne glared at Mona.

Mona understood instantly, slowly sat on Wayne's lap, raised her hands and hooked her shoulders, biting her ear and said: "There is still a month, I feel..." "What you think is not important, it's up to me."

Wayne stood up expressionlessly and threw Mona to the ground with his hands: "You are not allowed to talk to the master during working hours. After work, you will have plenty of time to deal with me."

Mona blinked and realized what mistake she had made. She suppressed her curiosity and went to the alchemy array to continue working.

This guy is getting smaller and smaller!
Wayne frowned and looked at Mona. He had no consciousness of being manipulated. Today he dared to ride on his lap, and tomorrow he dared to ride on his face. If he continued to let it go, he might be involved in Thousand Eyes. The devil noticed the clues.

No, I have to say hello to the Vatican. This microphone is too smart. It has its own ideas from time to time and needs to be hammered out as soon as possible.

Two hours later, the alchemy formation began to take shape.

Wayne sent a message and asked Mona to stop today's work. He said that it would take two days to complete the alchemy array and would never be completed overnight. Why are you, an outsourcer, working so hard?
“Let’s go and grab the body.”

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West End.

Mona's car stopped on the side of the road, and Wayne sat in the back seat waiting for the other person to return.

The master is kind-hearted and doesn’t want to see too bloody a scene.

Therefore, when the task of the alchemy array was outsourced, the task of the sixty-six corpses was also outsourced.

Mona walked out of the apartment carrying a large suitcase, threw it into the trunk, got in the car, took off her high heels and started the car.

"Master, the target has been solved and no traces were left at the scene. I copied her handwriting and left a letter to travel to other places." Mona said to the rearview mirror.

Mona was still a little uncomfortable with the word 'master' being mentioned, but 'Bruce' strictly abided by the code of conduct of an undercover agent and was still unwilling to reveal his identity even though he knew it well. She cooperated with the performance and would not say anything more than a few words. I started to feel so ashamed.

Wayne opened the file and read the information about the Hell Believers clearly under the dim streetlight.

This is a young actor who believes in the Lord of Lust among the Seven Demon Kings. His private life is very chaotic. He is as beautiful as a flower and has a heart like a snake.

She believes in the Lord of Lust and maintains youthfulness and beauty by taking orally administered pills.

It sounds very much like a succubus, and it is indeed the case. According to Mona, the lord of lust that the young actor believes in is the image of a succubus.

A flower from hell, the top card is the madam, and all her creations are born in the image of a succubus.

The young actress has gained youth and beauty, but the men who sleep with her will suffer misfortune. At worst, they may not be able to get back together, or at worst, their life span may be shortened by ten years.

"Believers of lust..."

Wayne glanced at Mona who was driving: "A woman like her would not even be looked at by the master who gave it to me for free. You are different, clean and pure. If you hadn't been labeled by me and become my shape, I would The owner will definitely take you away."

Is this information, or is it just a matter of conversation?
Mona carefully tested it: "What will the master do after he takes me away?"

"How do I know this? Don't you think about it yourself?"

Wayne snorted coldly: "That's it for tonight. The box will be sent to Stronghold No. 3. You can leave."

"Master, do you have any other instructions?"

"Yes, you talk too much. If your curiosity is still so strong, don't come to see me again."

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"Why are you so curious?"

The camera turned and came to the cathedral. Gunther scolded slightly: "Don't do anything other than the mission. You are an undercover agent. Your first priority is to protect yourself. Once exposed, the information will be cut off."

Mona nodded, having learned to be reticent during the second half of the evening.

"In addition, you don't need to meet with me every night in the future, which will increase the risk of exposure. If you have important information, please contact her directly through the radio." Gunther waved his hand and asked Mona to leave in disguise and start researching new information.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon is looking for a pure virgin, which reminds him of many evil rituals. Which one it is specifically, there is insufficient information, and he will not be able to find out the result for a while.

‘Bruce’ sent some of the most important information to the Holy See. According to Gunther’s intelligence analysis, Bruce was not reused by the Thousand-Eyed Demon, and the information he could collect was very limited.

In a short period of time, the Holy See can only obtain important information through its own intelligence system.

The Holy See has two intelligence systems in Windsor. Gunther chose the Free Mage Alliance. He has already made contact with the other party. Calculating the time, it is time to keep the appointment.

He left the cathedral alone, drove more than ten kilometers and entered an unremarkable bar.

In the private room on the second floor, three old men waited for a long time.

"Gunther, you're late." Dean Plank spoke first.

"I brought the latest information..."

Gunther pulled up the chair and sat down, closed his eyes and sensed it, confirmed that the soundproof barrier was erected, and then said: "Where are you, has the identity of 'Bruce' been found? Is he from the Free Mage Alliance?"

"As of right now, he's not."

"Then add it to the target and solve it together when the time comes." Gunther said.

"There's no rush, we decided to keep him."

Gangplank touched the ancient silver coin in his hand. He knew that there was such a genius who could cast the corresponding faith magic with the right props.

Coincidentally, this genius prevented the arrival of the Blood Lord on Dragon Heart Island some time ago.

If you are brave enough, you can pick up strange props afterwards and use them to perform blood magic. It is reasonable and logically makes sense.

However, there is no need to tell Gunther about this kind of thing, everyone is not that familiar with it.

As for confirming whether Wayne is Bruce, someone has already taken the initiative to take over. Plank's authority is not as high as the other party's, and there is nothing he can do if he wants to.

While a few people were discussing, in the box next door, Alston with a slicked back hair was sitting on the sofa playing with ancient silver coins.

"Bruce..."

"Wayne..."

Although it is not confirmed that it is the same person, Auston is already convinced. If possible, he would be very happy to give the information to the Thousand-Eyed Demon.

Stop hiding, you have an undercover agent!
It’s a pity that I can’t give it away!
Auston hated Wayne, but he never wanted to kill him. It was a honey trap, and the old man sent equipment. It was just to drive Wayne out of the sight of his wife and daughter.

If Wayne was really Bruce, he wouldn't mind looking high at him.

"It's very similar, isn't it?" Auston said slowly.

Behind him, the housekeeper Megan nodded: "Master, he is almost exactly the same as you. The eldest lady is kind-hearted. If anyone can inherit the Landau family, he will be the best candidate."

Auston's eyelids twitched, it was because he looked so much like him that he hated Wayne.

Also, don't mention his baby girl and the cement bucket at the same time, his heart can't stand it.

"Master, when are you going to start training him?"

"He works for the devil. Whether he can live for more than a month or two, why should I waste my time training him?"

Auston closed his eyes: "Arrange the schedule. One month later, if he is still alive, invite him to my business party."

(End of chapter)