Chapter 242 Nightmare Corridor, Father resigns and son laughs
The selection of the Saint was easier than Wayne imagined.
Every day he would either practice or be repaired by Veronica. Occasionally he would visit next door and press Alex to the ground and rub him.
Alex was paralyzed, his sister couldn't be beaten, Wayne couldn't be beaten, Veronica never paid attention to him, her already melancholy face was now full of pain, and she felt like she was going to die.
On March 12, the first round of candidate selection officially began, rescuing the suffering Alex.
On the afternoon of the 8th, magicians from the headquarters were constructing in front of the two villas No. 4 and 8 respectively. They rang the bells all night. After repeated tests, they confirmed that the portal was operating correctly.
Then it took another four days to start the first round of selection. Not to mention that Wayne had no intention of becoming a saint. Even if he did, his patience was worn out.
The senior management of the headquarters was too procrastinating in doing things, so he was replaced as the pope. The saints changed their clothes backstage and started to perform the show. Whoever scored the highest points would be elected. It would take up to three days to select the saints.
He will give some clinical guidance, explain the luminous script to the candidates, delve into the depth of his acting skills, and broaden his acting skills, and then a qualified saint will be selected!
It’s very easy, it won’t even take half a year.
That is to say, the current communication means is average, otherwise Pope Wayne calls for a nationwide carnival, and every registered believer is eligible to vote. That is the real election grand occasion, and the two allies of the sun and moonlight are instantly compared to each other.
Having said that, Wayne knew very well that the reason it took so long was because the senior management was assessing the candidates' intelligence.
A saint can be a vase, but she must not be a fool.
There are two villas and four people living next to each other. The deliberate arrangement must have a deliberate purpose. The choice of candidates is very important. Whether to deal with the most familiar competitors in advance or form an alliance to tide over the difficulties together is very particular.
The portal opens, and behind it is the so-called nightmare corridor.
Wayne stood in front of the portal, his mouth still and open, and said to Veronica: "Everything is going according to plan. I want to see your nightmare. The dragon's blood curse is very important. You can't copy the reference for this level. Answer."
Veronica nodded. Opportunities are hard to come by. If the dragon's blood curse can be foreseen in advance, it will be of great significance to overcoming difficulties in the future.
She firmly believes in Wayne's mind and strength, and even if the nightmare becomes a reality, society's garbage is still capable of being solved.
"Also, don't attack Alex and his sister. The Corridor of Nightmare is a test for the four of us. If we have the answer to pass this level easily, it does not mean that we can easily handle the next levels..."
Wayne warned: "If I'm not wrong, the top management is too confused. There is no such thing as an arena competition for this year's selection of saints. All assessments and levels are based on a scoring system, and several candidates will be eliminated in each round. People, maybe there will be an Easter match, and finally..."
Finally let your fists do the talking!
After all, this is the magic world. No matter how good the topic is, it is not as convincing as a real fight.
This is in line with the current situation of high-level games. Every candidate supported by high-level officials has an opportunity. They are screened at every level and benefits can be exchanged at every level.
I just don’t know how many meetings the senior executives sat down and how many pairs of shoes were thrown away in order to discuss the mechanism of this year’s competition.
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The two magicians from the headquarters checked again and after confirming that it was correct, handed over a life-and-death treaty for Wayne and Veronica to sign.
The treaty did not disclose the location behind the portal. It only said that all risks were borne by the candidates themselves, and specific assessment items were up to the candidates to explore on their own.
Wayne stepped into the portal first and entered the magic barrier, the Nightmare Corridor.
As soon as you see it, the high black wall and the white ground make up the entire world. The black wall towers into the clouds and reaches the end of the sky. It extends from the starting point and twists and turns to form a maze.
Bang!
Wayne punched out and hit the black wall. Spider web cracks spread rapidly and the entire wall was crumbling.
It just won’t fall.
The next second, the entire wall automatically refreshed and recovered.
There may be people watching around, so you can do an experiment to prove that you didn’t bring a cheat sheet.
Veronica followed Wayne in, and knowing the answer to the problem, she walked at the front, walked three hundred steps along the twisting maze corridor, and faced her own nightmare.
The world was spinning in front of Veronica's eyes. The black wall and white ground were quickly moving away. Her body fell to the ground like a cloud and mist. When she raised her eyes, Landau Manor came into view.
She and Wayne were on the lawn in front of the manor house, and the black cat Monica was squatting on the lawn writing notes.
Come to the fore.
The two men suddenly appeared, startling Monica. She jumped up in the air, pinched in mid-air, and after landing, her four paws ran away, and they swooped into the woods.
In the distance, you can still hear cursing sounds.
"..."x2
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Is it necessary to be so real?
Wayne complained in his heart and slapped Veronica on the shoulder: "Remember, except for me, everything you see now is a dream. Don't believe anyone except me. Do you understand?"
Veronica nodded. Wayne had already used the solution to the problem and would not be trapped in a dream by the nightmare corridor. Everything in front of her was a distorted reality, a dream, and her own fantasy.
"Let's go into the house and see how real it is."
The two entered the big house and walked around, not seeing a single maid.
Not to mention the maid, the big house was empty, not even a ghost.
Soon, the first survivor appeared.
The study door opened, and Megan walked out slowly. When she met the young master and the young lady, she nodded slightly. After questioning, she explained that she was going to find Monica.
Auston wants to pet the cat.
Veronica looked towards the study room, where Big Trash was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, playing with ancient silver coins with one hand, and glanced at her children without responding.
It's so messy that it needs to be cleaned up.
"He is not my nightmare..."
Veronica pondered for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. In my dream, he was crushed to death by the dragon."
"Have a good death."
Wayne applauded loudly, took out a pistol from his arms, pointed it at Auston and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
Auston sat blankly on the sofa, his eyes widened, and between his eyebrows, the gun was empty and smoking.
A black line of blood flowed down his cheek, dripping down and gradually moistening the newspaper.
"What are you doing?"
Veronica was startled, looking at the big trash with the head shot, and even though she knew the hallucination, she still couldn't help but feel heart palpitations.
"In case he is crushed to death by the dragon, I will kill him in advance."
Wayne blew on the muzzle of the gun and winked: "To tell you the truth, I've wanted to do this for a long time."
Veronica glared at Wayne fiercely, gritted her teeth and said, "No matter what, he is your father."
"It's just an illusion, the real person will definitely not die..."
Veronica's eyes were too fierce, and Wayne stepped back repeatedly, hurriedly explaining why he did so.
At this time, the person who least expected to appear appeared.
Xifei's figure appeared at the end of the corridor.
Veronica was frightened and stood in front of Wayne, lest he draw a gun and shoot indiscriminately, and shot her mother to death without hesitation.
Even if it is a dream, it cannot be messed up.
"Veronica, Wayne, what are you two doing? Where did the gunshots come from?" Xiffy walked closer and closer, smelling the smoke and blood in the air, and her face gradually turned ugly.
Without thinking much, Wayne put the pistol in Veronica's hand and whispered: "I can't take action against this guy."
If you can't do it, can I do it?
Veronica was furious and slammed the pistol against the wall.
At this time, Heaphy had already arrived in front of the study door. He was shocked by the bullet hole between Auston's eyebrows and stood there stupidly. He was so shocked that he even forgot to breathe.
A bone-deep chill dissipated in the air, and Wayne and Veronica shivered together.
boom!
A figure smashed the glass windows and walls, broke into the study with murderous intent, and looked at the back of Auston who had stopped breathing, and his whole face twisted for a moment.
Megan!
Megan's eyes were scarlet, her body swelled uncontrollably, terrifying heat filled the air, and the dragon's roar echoed high in the sky.
There were two voices full of murderous intent.
Under Veronica's fearful gaze, it was not only Megan who transformed into a dragon, but also her mother Xifei. Two giant dragons with a body length of more than a hundred meters changed in size everywhere, tearing apart the paper-like wall and rock wall, and the ruins of the corridor and study fell to the first floor.
Veronica was trembling with fear, facing the anger of two giant dragons who were close relatives, her teeth were chattering and she didn't know how to explain it.
It's all an illusion!
boom!
The white dragon's tail smashed down like a hill, wiping Veronica to the ground. The howling wind shook her eardrums and blew her blond hair away. Her cheeks were cut and stung like a knife.
Veronica vaguely heard the sound of broken bones and flesh, her face turned pale for a moment, and she turned around blankly.
Wayne's position was covered by the dragon's tail, bright red blood spread, and a severed arm fell to the ground alone.
"Hohohoho——"
The third dragon transformed, Landau Manor experienced an epic weakening and was soon razed to the ground.
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Bang!
Wayne knocked down the evil forces in front of him with a straight punch, raised his foot to step on the opponent's face, and said condescendingly: "Alston, remember, from today on, I am a member of the Randall family. Lord."
The evil force Auston still wanted to struggle, but Wayne kicked him on the butt, and he fell through the arc of a banana ball into the woods.
Megan carried the medical kit and ran all the way to catch up.
After solving the family's evil forces, Wayne, the second generation, walked towards Heaphy and Veronica on the sidelines. The two applauded and praised the Landau family, and they were optimistic that the Landau family would flourish under Wayne's hands.
"It turns out that the ugliness in my heart is so ugly, even though it feels good..." Wayne complained speechlessly. He and Alex, brother and sister, chose to share information. Because of the centuries-old friendship between the two countries, each other got the information they wanted. .
Wayne got the answer to clear the nightmare corridor. Nightmares are inevitable, but they can be downgraded. He entered this dreamland according to the formula of turning big dreams into small dreams.
The real nightmare, the Old God, was something Wayne didn't want to summon.
The risk is too great, God knows whether the ancient god will come for real.
One second it was still a dream, and the next second the ancient god came, took over the dream and turned it into reality, dispensing sugar without any mistakes, and offering beautiful blessings to the headquarters of the Church of Nature.
The next day, the Death Church received great news. The Death Knight single-handedly destroyed the entire Church of Nature.
I can't be happy at all!
He couldn't have a big nightmare, but a small nightmare was Auston, the big shot who drove him out of Lundam, causing him to be frightened for months.
You can have fun with this, whatever you want.
Wayne got his revenge in the dream and waved his hand to disperse the illusion in front of him. He wanted to enjoy it for a while longer, but he was afraid that if the delay was too long, something would go wrong with Veronica.
It was Landau Manor, or the big lawn in front of the woods. Wayne saw Monica writing a note at a glance.
"Uh-huh-huh--"
The password was wrong and communication was impossible. Monica cursed and ran away.
"Veronica, wake up, the sun is shining on your butt."
Wayne pushed Veronica beside him and found that the latter's body was tense, her fists were clenched against her sides, her face was ferocious, her eyes were closed with tears, and she couldn't help but frown.
So quickly, I fell into the depths of a dream in the blink of an eye. I told you everything was an illusion, don't believe it easily.
Are you stimulated?
Seeing Veronica crying so miserably, Wayne didn't dare to delay. He lowered his head and pressed it against Veronica's forehead, invading his mind and forcing his way into her nightmare.
"Ho ho ho——" x3
Wayne was shocked when x3 appeared. The Landau Manor was in devastation, with broken walls and ruins everywhere. There was not a single wall that could support it.
High in the sky, three giant white dragons were fighting, and it was impossible to tell who was who.
Wayne used his brain and guessed that the three dragons were Megan, Heaphy, and Veronica.
"Teacher and Veronica can also turn into dragons..."
"Is this Veronica's imagination, or is the point of dragon blood evolution the complete dragon form?"
"Stop fighting!"
Wayne shouted loudly, and after taking two steps, he found a pool of bright red blood and a severed arm, and immediately frowned.
"You are so handsome, you look very similar to me, that's why Veronica went berserk... Where is the source of the teacher and Megan's rampage?"
Wayne shrugged his nose and found Auston standing still in the ruins in the corner.
"Don't be afraid, it's just a bruise on your head, a minor injury, it won't last."
Wayne held Auston's shoulders and shook him: "Don't pretend to be dead. It's impossible to kill a scourge like you with a bullet. It's too easy for you."
"Auston, talk!"
"Lao Deng————"
After confirming that Auston was really gone, the filial son Wayne smiled happily, looking happy that his father was dead.
He smiled and praised: "Who did it? This shot was really good. Tell me quickly and I will avenge you."
"What do you mean by not talking? You don't want my help in revenge?"
"I understand, when is the time for retribution, the past is over."
"You can't tell. You can take it up and let it go. You have a great heart and are a man. Just go with peace of mind. From now on, the family will be left to me."
Wayne was filled with admiration. At this moment, Auston's figure became more majestic than ever before. It was a figure that he would never be able to catch up with in his entire life.
Because I can't catch up, I won't chase.
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Church of Nature headquarters, meeting hall.
The azure dome on the top is like a clear blue sky, and the amber round lake is rippled by the wind below. White columns are lined up left and right, connecting the sky and the ground to support this world.
In the center of the column, a ten-meter long white table stands horizontally, with several white high-backed seats scattered around.
All the senior officials of the Church of Nature were present. I was not here, but my thoughts came. The Pope sat at the head of the long table, opposite the great prophet, and the oracle priests were on the left and right.
There is no place for a saint.
The great prophet was wearing a white robe, his face was blurred, and beside him squatted a mandrill scratching his head and ears.
The crystal ball in front of him played the scene of the candidates entering the nightmare corridor. The candidates struggled and sank in the nightmare, demonstrated their abilities, and also exposed the ugliness in their hearts. Except for a few kind-hearted people, the others all had flaws to varying degrees. .
The Great Prophet is not here to choose a saint, he is here to slap her in the face. The first selection made the senior officials unable to get off the stage.
As the Great Prophet pushed his hands away, the camera came to Wayne's side.
To be precise, it was because Veronica's dream was too grand, with three giant dragons appearing at every turn, which stunned the senior executives.
"White Dragon?"
"Three of them so many, it should be a nightmare of dragon blood."
"Where did all this dragon blood come from?"
"Looking at the information, it's Veronica Landau from the Windsor Division. Her mother is Heaphy Valentine, the last candidate for Saint..."
"It turns out that he is a student of High Priest Senna. No wonder, I said where did so much dragon blood come from? It turns out that it spreads from here!"
"Haha, that's great!"
Everyone was commenting, and Senna was particularly angry. She hadn't arrived in person, but her thoughts were present, and her face was covered with white mist, making it difficult to see her true appearance.
At this time, Wayne entered Veronica's dream.
"Why is this kid so fast?"
"His dream was so random. With just one punch... let me see, the person he knocked down was his biological father. It's really funny. It seems that the relationship between father and son is not harmonious."
"In his sister's dream, he killed his father with one shot, quickly, accurately and firmly. It shows that everyone knows about the bad relationship between father and son, even his sister thinks so."
"No, what I mean is that his dream is so perfunctory. Did the Great Prophet leak the truth?"
Everyone turned to tease the Great Prophet, and as they talked, they were amused by Wayne's stand-up comedy in the picture.
Everyone laughed unbridled and did not give Senna any face. Everyone knew that the supporter behind Wayne and Veronica's brother and sister was Senna, and even those who didn't want to laugh laughed.
Moreover, when the father says goodbye and the son laughs, it is really filial!
Smiling and laughing, everyone realized something was wrong. Senna, who should have lost face, was smiling happier than anyone else.
What happened? The nuns finally went crazy?
She won’t go berserk, right?
Everyone is worried, Dragon Blood going crazy is not just talk, it will really cause death.
They were afraid of being involved, so they stopped one by one and did not dare to laugh.
"Smile, why don't you smile?"
Senna spoke coldly, looked around at everyone, and returned to Wayne, feeling particularly satisfied with his performance.
I thought he was Auston's son, but it was difficult to develop a favorable impression due to the negative reviews. Unexpectedly, the relationship between father and son was not harmonious, and the favorable impression came immediately.
Full marks for this one!
Saina swept away her previous disgust and had a good impression of her student's student.
Although Wayne has an objectionable blood flowing through him and is extremely pure. He is almost a one-to-one replica of twenty years ago. Senna is troubled by everything she looks at. However, Wayne repented in time and was able to pull back from the brink and still be saved.
So happy!
Thinking again about being the only child of three generations, Saina immediately recognized Wayne as her biological descendant and thought about giving him some prizes to praise him after he advanced to this level.
It is impossible for Wayne to become the Holy Son. It is too outrageous for the goddess to descend on the Holy Son, but his mind and heart are truly first-class and highly valuable to cultivate.
Senna plans to send Wayne to the Knights of Nature. If he can pass the examination, she will make great efforts to inject him with dragon blood to complete his transformation.
But first, she had to determine whether this heir was worthy of training, lest she become another rebellious white-eyed wolf.
Just as he was thinking about it, Wayne's figure in the picture changed, and everyone in the meeting hall held their breath.
Holy Son...
It doesn't seem impossible.
The Great Prophet even slapped the table and stood up, his blurred face glowed brightly, and he said as if he had found a treasure: "That's him, I want this person... No one can snatch it from me!"
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