Chapter 182 Moonlight stocks surge
"devil……"
Doreen murmured, unwilling to answer directly, and instead said: "The devil cannot be left alone, but your strength is not even as good as mine, so how can you face the devil?"
She shook her head: "Leave. You have funded the Moonlight Church. I have no hostility towards you."
Wayne was surprised: "Since you are not controlled by the devil, and you hate the devil, why do you want to cooperate with the other party, and why do you regard the high priest as your enemy?"
"This is not something you should know. If I tell you, I will definitely kill people and silence you. Are you sure you want to listen?" Doreen said lightly, her voice was soft and not threatening at all.
"I'm a detective. As long as I can get the truth, I'm willing to die." Wayne looked righteous.
"The church cannot grow in Windsor. The most successful one in the Life Alliance is the Natural Church. As a result, the Dark Knight appeared and the Natural Church's hundreds of years of efforts were wiped out."
Doreen spoke plainly, concluding that the Dark Knight was related to the Ministry of Magic, and continued: "The high priest is very prestigious and powerful. It is said that she is close to the realm of the legendary mage..."
"But so what?"
"Even if she is a legendary mage, she is no match for the Dark Knight, not to mention that the Death Knight's minions have also touched Lundan."
"The Ministry of Magic will not let the Life Alliance grow. All operations and arrangements are only aimed at the Holy See of Heavenly Father!"
"The Moonlight Church wants to expand in Windsor. In addition to external pressure, it must have an absolutely strong person in charge..."
Doreen said contradictory words: "The high priest is not powerful enough, but if she dies, the impact will be enough to make the royal family abandon its current strategy."
Wayne frowned and listened. To be honest, he didn't understand. He felt that the woman opposite had something wrong with her mind. Her plan was full of loopholes and illogical, and she was standard self-righteousness.
After Doreen finished speaking, she raised her sword like a finger, the moonlight shrouded her, and she was about to send Wayne on his way.
"Wait a minute, let me interrupt."
Wayne raised his hand to stop, wanting to know more clearly: "Who is this absolutely strong person you call, the new legendary mage from the Moonlight Church?"
"No, he's been in Windsor."
"There is such a thing..."
Wayne's mind froze, and he thought of some possibility, and asked tentatively: "A legendary mage from the Ministry of Magic?"
"Mr. Wayne, this is not what you should know."
"Please, I'm dying!"
"That won't work either."
Doreen smiled and pointed her finger down like a sword. The accumulated moonlight condensed almost solidly, and the hazy figure of the goddess could be vaguely seen.
The funeral was very luxurious.
"Wait a minute, I want to interrupt!"
Wayne clasped his hands together and tilted his head: "To be honest, I have a lifelong private engagement with your adopted daughter Chris. I have done this and that. For Chris's sake, let me die." Ask clearly beforehand.”
"Mr. Wayne, don't be ridiculous. Chrissy is a good girl who loves herself. She is very pure and has not been tainted by you."
"..."
Defiled has several meanings. Hey, you old woman, I complimented you a few times and you still picked it up!
Wayne snorted coldly: "I haven't been in it, but there are many kinds of interactions between couples. Just because you haven't been in it doesn't mean you haven't been in it. If you don't believe me, ask her if that kind of thing has been done before."
Doreen was stunned when she heard this. Soon, her face became terrifyingly gloomy, and murderous intent enveloped her, locking onto the space around Wayne.
Sacrifice, you know it very well!
Wayne raised his brows and had reason to suspect that Doreen was from the past. He continued to say, "So that's it. He, the legendary mage from the Ministry of Magic, is your lover!"
boom! !
The light of the water and moon filled the air and gathered into a dense mist, covering Wayne's location in all directions without blind spots.
The sharp blades of cold light were woven into a large net, densely interspersed and divided. In an instant, the number of attacks increased to a density, expelling all life, leaving no trace of life.
"Kris is no longer pure. She cannot be chosen to be reincarnated. The ritual must stop!"
Doreen's face was ashen. She turned around and took just two steps when she was stopped by a cold voice behind her.
"Who is that? What do you mean by ritual and reincarnation? Where is Chris?"
Wayne stepped out of the thick fog, his body filled with deathly aura, his cold eyes dimmed with a dark luster, and his face looked horribly cold.
"die?!"
Doreen was shocked: "You are a student of the High Priest of the Church of Nature, why do you master the magic of belief in death?"
It's so advanced that it can resist the full force of the Golden Mage!
"Answer me, what does ritual and reincarnation mean?"
Wayne stepped forward, and the air of death turned into gray tentacles and spread out. Wherever it passed, life withered, strangling all tangible and intangible things until they were reduced to ashes.
Doreen was shocked by his momentum and subconsciously took a few steps back. After regaining consciousness, she opened her mouth to speak from the moral high ground: "The high priest of the Church of Nature colludes with the Church of Death. The alliance will not let it go. You and your teacher are dead."
"You should survive first and then talk about it!"
Wayne opened his fingers, the surging death energy filled the air, the shock wave rippled and rolled in the air, and the terrifying murderous intention was instantly pushed in front of Doreen.
A look of horror and disbelief appeared in the latter's eyes. The life barrier was unable to stop the invasion of the air of death.
"This is impossible!"
Doreen didn't believe it. She fought against many magicians from the Church of Death, including gold-level experts.
At the same level, neither side can do anything to the other.
Just looking at Wayne's use of the breath of death, it is simple and crude. It can be described as rough. It is not even worthy of the Golden Mage's magic art, and it is impossible to shake her life barrier.
Click!
The barrier of life has cracks and is about to collapse.
Doreen was so shocked that she no longer thought about it. She opened the black crack with her hands, took out a silver moon bow, turned it into arrows with pure magic power, shaped her thoughts, created countless possibilities, and shot straight into the depths of the gray fog. And go.
The arrow cut through the gray fog, like a pair of scissors ripping through cloth. The shining arrow light dispersed, opening a magic circle in mid-air.
Doreen's original intention was to expel the air of death, but she underestimated the quality of the air of death. What she faced was never magic, but death itself, which was higher than magic.
The Book of Greed does not eat magic, it is not popular, the taste is too bland, and the taste is tricky. It traces the source of magic and captures the rules to satisfy hunger.
What it gave Wayne was also written in the starry sky, the long galaxy, and the endless sea of stars. It was the absolute truth that the magician pursued throughout his life—knowledge!
The Book of Greed is a book, and there is no doubt that what is written in the book can only be knowledge.
Magic can defeat magic, but it cannot shake knowledge. Even if Wayne does not have much knowledge, it is enough to suppress a golden mage across the levels of evolution.
The scattered moonlight only lasted for a few seconds and then disappeared. Doreen was unable to defeat death. She was experienced in combat and grabbed a few seconds of opportunity to escape, struggling to escape from the coverage of the breath of death.
Several silvery white stripes opened on her face, and her delicate and elegant face became more holy. She looked intently at the squirming mass of death.
As soon as you see it, the Death Fortress is growing crazily under the blessing of violent magic. Dozens of tentacles about a hundred meters long spread out, sweeping in all directions, granting absolute end and leaving eternal tranquility.
In the center of the tentacle, a demonic eye of death opened. There was no negative emotion, no mental pollution, there was only peace.
Doreen was horrified and had an absurd idea. In this tranquility, she tasted the pursuit of faith in the moonlight.
Just like the moon phase of the dark moon, it represents tranquility and helps believers get rid of negativity and eliminate fear.
Since when did moonlight and death have something in common?
It was hard for Doreen to imagine the scene of the two goddesses sitting down to drink tea. She couldn't understand the world. She dismissed the absurd thoughts. The silver stripes on her cheeks and eyebrows flickered, causing the cold moonlight to shine down. , manifesting the figure of the goddess holding a bow.
The ethereal figure is not real, it only outlines a minimalist shadow.
As the golden mage-level magic power exploded, the figure of the Moonlight Goddess gradually solidified, her white hood dancing in the windless movement, and a pair of silver-white cold eyes slowly opened on the goddess's holy face.
boom! ! The divine power swept across the entire place, and the will above all else was suppressed overwhelmingly. Under the blessing of the huge full moon, it destroyed the aura of death with a powerful gesture that washed the heaven and earth.
The gray mist cleared in an instant and returned to Wayne's body.
The majesty of God cannot be challenged, and he is not qualified to confront the divine magic performed by the Golden Mage head-on.
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It smelled the sweet smell of food in the light of the full moon, and was eager to try it. It asked Wayne to hurry up, so that it would eat and both brothers would make money.
Who are you talking to here?
Wayne secretly thought that he was unlucky. The Golden Mage had too many tricks. It was a high-end game without the need for a Death Knight vest. He could only fight against it by merging with the Book of Greed.
The foam squirmed, and Wayne turned into a faceless man, with pale limbs and tentacles dancing behind his back.
Vertical lines split open on his chest, and his huge one eye opened, greedily absorbing the brilliance of the full moon.
The magical magic performed by the Golden Mage not only brings the power of the Moonlight Goddess, but also the aura of the goddess. She is a goddess, and there are hundreds of explanations for a fart.
The majestic pressure enveloped him. The more he ate the Book of Greed, the less pressure he felt on Wayne. He successfully got under the skirt of the goddess, hugged her long legs and became one of his own.
Moonlight stocks surged, and the uprightness overwhelmed the darkness.
Doreen stared at the monster in front of her in stunned silence. Her first thought was that Chris was being played with by something.
No, my first thought was, what exactly is Wayne? This appearance is clearly that of a contaminated magician.
She suddenly understood and roughly understood the source of Wayne's strange strength. She was lucky enough to see the Door of Truth. Her mind and body were polluted, and for some reason she regained her sanity.
In this way, it can be explained.
"Ugly face, you are lucky not to be crazy. You should have been sent to the Forgotten Prison, but you know too much..."
Doreen used her bow and arrow to guide the moonlight down from the sky.
The silver-white light beam crashed to the ground with a roar, breaking through the layers of space with its boundless power, and the extremely bright light descended on Wayne's location.
As the light entered his body, Wayne's body stagnated.
Book of Greed: Hiccup~~
It’s done.
That’s gone. Can’t you eat slower?
Wayne felt that the Book of Greed was too ugly to eat, but the Book of Greed didn’t think so. These dishes were served on the opposite side, and it was time to flip the table after eating them.
The ground collapsed with a bang.
Doreen lost the figure of the monster in her eyes, and when she was surprised, she opened the life barrier to defend herself.
Divine body protection is equivalent to fighting under the eyes of the goddess. She does not believe that monsters can hurt her, but the tentacles are so disgusting that she is not willing to be even touched.
Bang!
Wayne appeared again, his white body lying in front of Doreen. He missed anyone and hit the barrier of life.
Doreen's beauty turned pale, and she stared into her big eyes at close range. Her thoughts were disturbed, and low murmurs sounded in her ears, making her head buzz.
Just being noisy was not enough to panic her, so she chose to refuse with her own life barrier.
The terrible thing is that the monster ignored the pressure of the goddess. To be more precise, the goddess did not stop the monster from attacking her.
The divine power that should have enveloped the entire audience disappeared at this moment.
“Jiejiejie————”
There was an eerie laughter in Doreen's ears, she raised her hand and fired an arrow, the cold light penetrated the white rotten flesh and flew into the distance of the starry sky.
It hit, but did not cause any damage. The precise moonlight blow was delayed, proving once again that the goddess turned a blind eye.
"how so?"
Doreen was completely lost and lost her normal thinking ability. As a golden mage, she still had many means, but the goddess' ruthless abandonment made her fearful. She was at a loss when she was frightened.
Belief makes a person firm, but it can also instantly collapse a person's mind.
The life barrier was in danger and collapsed under Doreen's panic. The foam gathered from all directions, and the tentacles wrapped and tightened, dragging the female elf into the air. The graceful curves under the robe were exposed.
A tentacle wrapped tightly around Doreen's neck, tightening her fair skin. The whispers in the latter's ears overlapped closely, and her gray eyes looked at the phantom of the goddess that had not yet dispersed.
The god is high and motionless, and below is the disciple who is entangled and locked by the tentacle monster.
What a devastating scene.
"My goddess, why did you give up on me?"
Doreen couldn't hold herself any longer and stared up at the sky, seeming to have forgotten her situation.
"Isn't this simple? It's not that the goddess gave up on you, but that you betrayed her. From the moment you murdered the high priest, your faith is no longer loyal!"
A tentacle hung in front of Doreen, opening her mouth to guide her thinking, and while she was confused about her beliefs, she stabbed the knife in her heart crazily.
Doreen struggled not to believe that she did not murder the high priest, and the Moonlight Church did not lack a high priest. Everything she did was for the future of the church.
The living high priest can't change anything, only the dead high priest is the hero!
She had shed her blood for the church, she wanted to see the goddess, she wanted to explain herself.
"Stop struggling, why does the goddess have to explain anything to you? Open your eyes and see clearly. The facts are before you. You are a traitor, and I am the judgment given to you by the goddess."
The cracks in the tentacles merged, and they suddenly penetrated into Doreen's mouth, and white flesh foam gushed out along her nose, ears, and eyes.
Doreen opened her mouth wide and was unable to bite. A coercive voice dispersed the whispers and resounded in her ears: "blasphemer, face the glory of the goddess, I will give you one last chance. What is the meaning of ritual and reincarnation, Klee?" Where is Si?"
"Beyond legend...demigod..."
"That child has divine blood..."
Doreen has lost her mind, her mind has been contaminated, and her body cannot maintain her elf appearance.
At the moment when its magic power went wild, the magic dissipated, the goddess' shadow faded away, and the soft moonlight remained as usual.
Wayne dismantles Doreen's mind and gets into her body to find answers.
Half a minute later, the squirming foam left Doreen's body and reorganized into Wayne's appearance. He waved away the tentacles and lifted his pants on the ground in front of him.
The Golden Mage is so strong that you can't beat him without taking off his clothes.
Behind her, Doreen lay limply on the ground, tears streaming down her face, her limbs twitching occasionally, her eyes wide open and unable to close, and the dim light in her eyes showed that her mind had collapsed.
If you look closely, you can see that her body has been contaminated, and her long hair is twisted into several strands, turning into white tentacles that squirm.
Wayne said calmly: "You may not have good intentions in adopting these children, but your kindness in raising Chris cannot be denied. In terms of deeds, you have been kind to her. For Chris' sake, I will not kill her." You..."
"If you have any quibbles or grievances, let the high priest judge them!"
Wayne pulled up his pants and left without looking back.
"Deputy Minister of Magic, Orb..."
"Divine blood..."
"I can't bear to bully you, but you dare to touch me. Well, well, well, I'll let your blood flow like a river today!"
"besides……"
"Thousand-Eyed Demon, you are actually still alive!"
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