Chapter 336: Working in the light and serving the darkness
St. Patrick's Cathedral.
The dilapidated cathedral lacks the sacred and solemn atmosphere of the past. It would be fine if it was destroyed only because of the battle. The foundation is still there. The battle between Mona and Umr is very restrained. It does not cost much to build and renovate.
The person who ruined the atmosphere was Wayne. He held a Golden Rule Bible, worked hard for the light, served the darkness, and was more capitalist than the devil.
In the cathedral, a group of clergy lined up in a long line. Listening to the roar at the front, they were all frightened and had bitter expressions on their faces.
It’s over. The archbishop is a minion of the devil. The envoys from the Papal State came to check and were slandered by them. It will be difficult for this matter to end today.
Several old men with white beards lined up at the front, all of whom were golden mage practitioners. The strongest legendary mage was the leader of the Guardian Knights.
"big……"
"What's bigger?"
"I mean my lord."
"Who are you?"
"Your Majesty the Ambassador of the Papal State."
"Haha, you still know that I am the envoy. What did you scold me just now? Oh, why didn't you say it again? Each one of them was full of filthy words, and even the clergy were insulted. The Holy See has been completely embarrassed by you."
Wayne has recently been successful in trying to seduce others, pretending to be a good leader.
A leader does not necessarily have to have a loud voice, nor does he have to be tall and powerful, nor does he have to be handsome. That is just the wishful thinking of the citizens of Star Dou.
The key to leadership is tone, which is three parts yang, four parts yin, and ninety-three parts moodiness.
All in all, the Pope is the master. You rural cadres say you are what you are, and you have to obey even if you don’t want to.
Wayne looked at the old men with white beards in front of him with a sneer. Feeling that he had offended them, he raised his chin slightly and raised his nostrils: "Hodgson is the minion of the Demon King of Jealousy. He has recruited a group of fallen evil gods in the void. He wants to sacrifice himself." Sacrifice the entire Republic of Ireland, open the door to hell and release the evil devil..."
"As the top leaders of St. Patrick's Cathedral, the Holy See has poured in countless resources to train you, but the result is not good. One or two of you have become an accomplice of the devil, making the Pope face the Father in heaven!"
"Mr. Messenger, please don't say this nonsense. Hodgson has always been dictatorial and grasps everything big and small. We don't know..."
"Shut up, you dare to quibble!"
Wayne kicked the medium rare under his feet and scolded: "Hodgson said, you are all accomplices, there is no good person in the whole St. Patrick's Cathedral except me."
Everyone was trembling, and an old man with a white beard said: "Sir Messenger, Hodgson knew that he was facing a dead end, so he dragged us into the water. You have the foresight to know that we are unjust."
"Haha, now you know that I am far-sighted, what have I been doing!"
Wayne opened his mouth and cursed, lecturing a group of people so that they did not dare to raise their heads. He calmed down and said with hatred: "In the entire St. Patrick's Cathedral, no one found out that Hodgson is a minion of the devil. You guys are sorry for the Pope, and even more sorry for heaven." father."
"Your Majesty the Messenger, we are willing to accept the punishment. All we ask is that you say a few kind words in front of the Pope."
"What are you saying? Tell the Pope how incompetent you are?"
"Lord Messenger, please take a step to speak..."
"What's the etiquette of pulling and pulling? If you have any questions, just say it in front of everyone. Let me tell you, I don't tolerate bribery in my eyes. Don't think you can bribe me with money and beauty. There is no way."
Wayne had a lot of strength and was young and strong, and he was quickly dragged to the corner by a few old men with white beards.
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“I can see that you guys were wronged!”
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“So that’s the case, it’s really excusable!”
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"Hiss, no wonder I received an anonymous report letter. The investigation went smoothly. It turns out that you were secretly helping me."
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"Loyal! The Pope will definitely reward you."
The role of role models is powerful. Several old men with white beards set an example, and those who came after them followed suit and donated their meager wealth to prove their pious faith, their deep hatred of the devil, and their loyalty to the Papal State.
Soon, everyone became a contributor and contributed to the plan to eliminate the devil.
Of course, there were a few exceptions. Thinking that they liked little boys, they thought that the envoy from the Papal State also liked little boys. They were captured and beaten half to death on the spot, and they became Hodgson's accomplices.
The evidence is conclusive and no overturning of the verdict is allowed!
"Polly, remember you owe me the house books for three mansions. Don't forget to bring them over tomorrow."
"It should, it should."
"Bart, forget about the daughter. She is a married woman after all, but your granddaughter is at the age when she is growing up. Remember to send it over tomorrow and I will check her out."
"You are so generous."
"And Taylor, you actually have a shipyard in your home. I can't tell you are still a noble."
"I'm down and out. I've long wanted to sell the shipyard, but I haven't been able to find a suitable buyer. Lord Messenger has been a big help to me."
"Hahaha————"
Two expressionless faces stood outside the church door.
Mona and Umr.
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It can’t be said that their faces are expressionless, they just don’t know what expression to use at this time.
The corners of Umr's eyes twitched slightly, and she couldn't figure out how the Vatican became like this. She whispered: "Archangel, is this really good?"
"No need to worry about it. He is very good and has a special physique that attracts devils. This is very important to me."
Mona evaluated seriously, and then said: "Don't call me Archangel, my name is Mona Hawthorne, and my angel master Wayne is the Archangel."
Archangel, have you ever found yourself a little fallen?
Umr lamented in his heart and did not dare to make any further comments. The archangel seemed to be performing some important task when he came to the world, and it was related to the devil in hell.
Her level wasn't high enough to know the details of the mission, so she didn't ask.
In order to reshape the glorious image of the Archangel in his mind, he kept reminding himself that the Archangel was not afraid of sacrifice. In order to hide his identity, he made a series of absurd actions.
Yes, that’s it!
She is fine.
Then I saw Wayne pat his butt.
She's not okay again.
Umr lowered his head and behaved, not like a superior and indifferent angel. Wayne took this scene in his eyes and secretly said that the arrogant altar was indeed not simple. Not only did he deceive the Golden Rule Bible, he also deceived the real angel.
"Mona, are you done?"
"No, not one."
Mona shook her head slightly and said solemnly: "Several members of the sect have disappeared. The statues of the evil gods and the starry sky beasts have all disappeared. Only the contaminated fanatic believers are still there, and they are all insignificant little characters."
Mona reported the results of the hunt, which were very unsatisfactory. The evil god was not only cautious, but also had a very strong intelligence network. They returned to the void immediately. She and Umr only destroyed a few sect headquarters and did not encounter any evil gods. arrive.
The good news is that because the star beasts have withdrawn, the eggs that have not yet hatched have all become corrupted.
"This angel, based on your understanding of the devil, will they give up?" Wayne asked Umr.
He did not ask for the other party's name. The real names of angels and devils are of great significance in heaven and hell. Believers can use them to perform faith magic and will not easily disclose them to the outside world.
Wayne knew that he was not an archangel, so to avoid causing more trouble, he only called the other person an angel.
Umr said expressionlessly: "The devil will not stop until it achieves its goal, especially the seven demon kings. Since the jealous demon king is ready to open the door to hell, he will not stop until complete failure."
Mona then said: "Boss, maybe the devil has other plans."
"I thought so too..."
Wayne asked the experts for their opinions, and they coincided with his own. He firmly believed that the devil still has Po Leng B. If you are braver, CDEFG has them.
He picked up the map and looked at it again, frowning and said: "I will ask them to inform the Papal States that the location where the gate of hell opens cannot be limited to the Irish Republic, it is possible in any country."
"Boss, can we get more information from Hodgson? Could it be that he conveyed secrets to the evil gods?" Mona asked.
"He doesn't know much, and the devil doesn't trust him..."
Wayne thought for a while, raised his eyebrows and said, "Maybe we can try to use him to lure out those evil gods and jealous familiars."
After hearing this, Mona nodded repeatedly, thought through her voice, and praised Wayne.
Wayne grinned, returned the favor, and patted his butt.
Umr: (_)
Archangel, why don’t I leave first? My chest hurts.
Wayne dragged the medium-rare out, slapped the other person on the back of the head, and sent a message through his mind, asking him to contact his jealous familiar and find a way to trick him out.
Hodgson was polluted, and his belief changed from Heavenly Father to Jealousy, and then to Wayne. He obeyed his words. The moment he received the order, his mind connected with a corner in the void and found the familiar of Jealousy hidden in the mysterious space.
Mona and Umr's eyes sparkled with golden light, and their minds followed the fluctuations in the space, trying to find the specific location of that space.
The effect is average. One is severely weakened by the seal, and the other has limited abilities. He has been groping along the phone line, but he has never been able to get the exact coordinates.
"Boss, this angel can find the devil's hiding place, but it will take a long time. Let Hodgson chat for a while." Mona whispered.
What an awesome angel!
When Wayne heard this, he couldn't help but take a look at Umr. He was ordinary and in line with the genderless physical characteristics of angels.
He asked Hodgson to try his best to argue with the jealous demon Doror, and try to keep the call time long even if he couldn't deceive the other party. At the same time, he learned from Umr's thinking tracing, used his own thinking to capture the fluctuations in space, and tried to find the location of the evil god and the devil.
Ordinary golden mages can't do this, nor can golden mages like Xifei who can leapfrog challenges. Wayne relies on his exaggerated thinking attributes to capture spatial fluctuations and follow the phone line all the way up.
Then, he discovered three kinds of thought fluctuations.
Hodgson, Umr, and Mona.
Wayne was surprised by Mona's rapid evolution. Ever since she got the divine blood of St. George, her abilities have been steadily improving every day, especially her mental strength. She dared to catch up with him without any pressure.
Wayne suddenly remembered the strange balance in Mona's body. He did not see the golden triangle. Life, space, and I were integrated into one, reaching another state of balance.
This may be the so-called demigod!
Wayne wrote this down as a practical case and prepared to go back and study it carefully.
He was by his side when Mona evolved, and his mind recorded all the data. As long as he confirmed that this was the realm of demigods, his future journey would be much easier.
Maybe you can achieve overtaking in corners with its powerful three-dimensional attributes!
"Wonderful!"
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Mysterious space.
Dark clouds rolled into whirlpools, covering all directions like a sky. There was no end to the vast land, and the undulating mountains occasionally pulsated with fluorescent light. Blue Ridge Parasite.
The huge starry sky beast is dormant on the earth, breathing steadily as if it has fallen into a long sleep. Upon closer inspection, it seems to be missing a tentacle, which is slowly growing and healing itself.
In a corner of the mysterious space, several twisted figures with pale skin and black robes were discussing today's changes.
"Don't make any noise. The chess pieces I placed on the side of Heavenly Father's Holy See have responded."
The leader in black robes, Smedley, the familiar of the Seven Demon Kings of Hell and the Lord of Jealousy, opened his eyes, the fishy yellow light swirled, and he started talking to Hodgson.
"So, has your identity been exposed? Who is targeting us?"
"You are an envoy from the Papal State. You have gone too far. Even though I tried my best to suppress the news, the Papal State still noticed the clues." Hodgson said angrily.
"It's normal. I have said before that this is the God's Chosen Continent. It is impossible to hide it from the Papal State. You should have been prepared in advance."
"Now is not the time to talk about this. The envoy from the Papal State may have doubted me. I tried to explain, but it probably won't have much effect."
Hodgson continued: "In order to prove my innocence and so that you can still find contacts, I asked angels to purge several sects. None of them were caught, right?"
"There is a little loss, and the previous preparations are no longer of use."
"Then what should we do? The jealous master can't come, and what about the gate of hell?" Hodgson said eagerly. If faith can't come, he will be the first to disagree.
"Don't get excited. Just because the previous preparations won't come in handy doesn't mean I only made one preparation."
Smedley spoke solemnly, with a proud tone: "The plan is very crucial. Just in case, you find a way to hold back the people in the Papal State."
"It's difficult. The Papal State has been contacted over there and I can't stop it."
"If you can't handle this, you...forget it, I will speed up the process, the door to hell will definitely open, and our great master will come to the world."
"In the new plan, where does the gate to hell open?"
"Still in the Irish Republic."
"To be specific, as soon as the jealous master comes, I must worship him on the spot."
"Oh, you are in a hurry."
"Damn, that's not funny!"
"Hodgson, I still need to work on the specific location, and I will inform you later. You find a way to hold back the Papal State. This is the only thing you can do."
Hodgson wanted to ask again, but Smedley immediately cut off contact. Now he couldn't even find the location of the mysterious space.
The camera returned to St. Patrick's Cathedral. Wayne learned everything from Hodgson's thoughts, and said helplessly: "The good news is that the location where the door to hell opens is determined, in the Republic of Ireland. The bad news is that the target is too big to be able to open." Accurate positioning, and there is still a question mark as to whether the Devils really believe in Hodgson.”
Mona and Umr remained silent. Neither of them found the exact location of the mysterious space, only a general direction.
But the mysterious space is floating in the void, and its position changes at any time. Looking in the direction will only scare the enemy.
"Continue to investigate. There is no way that there is such a big movement at the Gate of Hell without any prelude..."
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That night, Wayne moved his luggage into St. Patrick's Cathedral and was reading the outline of a female student's erotic essay in his room.
Chris had been busy all day and had only created half of the outline. Seeing Wayne holding the outline and being speechless for a long time, she nervously asked: "How is it? Is there anything that needs to be revised?"
There is no need to modify it, it is easier to just throw it away.
Wayne made a mental evaluation. Chris had no talent for writing. It was fine for her to entertain herself as a hobby. There was no need to write a book and publish it.
It's not that there's anything wrong with her, it's that she's so evenly rotten in every aspect that Wayne can't find anything wrong with her.
"Senior, I still think you are better at romance novels."
"It can't be done, right?" Chris looked sad.
Wayne took her hand and asked the female student to sit on his lap: "It's not that you can't do it, it's that you're not good at it. As long as you grasp the track correctly, you will definitely succeed and become a great writer."
"But I'm not good at romance novels either. My own love is very confusing."
Speaking of this, Chris rolled her eyes at Wayne. Regarding her broken love, she couldn't find inspiration from herself.
"It's not important. Think about it, if the protagonist is me, readers might like to read it." Wayne gave a thumbs up, with a bit of pride on his face.
Chrissy spat lightly. The reason why the scumbag is so stable and has not capsized yet is not because of how powerful he is, but because he has met someone who is willing to be deceived by him.
Taking herself as an example, she once promised that even if Wayne was the devil, she would always like him.
Wayne didn't disappoint her either. His unsightly operation was quite devilish.
Wayne hopes that Chris will write a biography based on him. The protagonist is an aristocratic young man from the upper class, and some magical elements will be added appropriately. As long as it's cool enough, he won't have to worry about not being able to sell it.
Chris is unwilling to let her write it. This aristocratic young master will only follow the same path and go astray while writing the character.
"Okay, let me revise the outline for you. The protagonist in the first half is too miserable. You can suppress it, but you can't suppress it too hard. Otherwise, the enjoyable article will become an abusive main article, and readers will have no motivation to follow it..."
"Look here, it just needs to properly show his downfall, and the part in the prison must raise the readers' expectations and make them eager to see his revenge..."
Inside the room, Wayne was guiding Chrissy to revise the outline. He was doing almost all the writing, and Chrissy came up with a pen name.
Outside the house, Mona sat blankly on the sofa, recalling today's events and feeling like she was broken.
She accepted many strange memories. These memory fragments came with increasingly powerful power, which had a strong impact on her outlook on life and even affected her reason and choices.
For example, she should be in the house now, not sitting alone on the couch.
"Are these the memories of Saint George? Why can't I tell them, and the master can't find out..."
"If my memory keeps growing, will I still be the same person?"
Mona developed a severe repulsion towards her new memories. Several times she was out of control and made choices based on her memories. This frightened her very much, fearing that her personality would become more and more indifferent and she would become more and more alienated from Wayne.
Due to the strong resistance, the lines of the Cross Eye of Judgment on Mona's back slowly opened, forcing her to accept the change. There was a tug on both sides, and Mona gradually became unable to support herself. She gritted her teeth and stamped her feet, enduring the discomfort and walked into the house.
"Boss, I have something very important to discuss with you."
"Ah, now?"
Wayne tilted his head, noticing that Chrissy's muscles in his arms were tense, and hugged her tightly, not giving her a chance to escape.
There is nothing to be shy about, they are all sisters.
"Boss, uh..."
Mona was a little embarrassed to speak out, so she simply thought about the sound transmission. She found a new tone, which was an all-round upgrade based on the original dislike of face.
From now on, she will play the role of an angel who descends into the world, arrogant and unruly, while Wayne will play the evil devil, and then...
Since you are pursuing excitement, simply stimulate it to the end.
As expected of you, you are becoming more and more professional. What channel have you been watching recently? Classical martial arts or campus life?
This tone should be that of classical martial arts.
Wayne said that this tone was too advanced and not suitable for a pure love god of war like him, but who would let it be Mona? It would be nothing if he suffered a little injustice.
That night, Mona got her wish and suppressed her own changes. The Eye of Judgment was frightened and stayed away, not daring to continue to force her to accept changes.
If you have something to say, please don't act so depraved.
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The next day, Kris wrote furiously on the desk with a resentful look on her face. Last night she was just a spectator and didn't even get a sip of millet porridge.
She wasn't greedy, she just felt left out.
The secretary is really annoying. We agreed that there will be back and forth, mutual benefit and win-win, but it's up to you to do the roll alone.
This puts you in the book.
Wayne got up early and came to the cathedral.
Hodgson, who had "served his crime with merit", was still the archbishop at this time and had not been dismissed from office for investigation. Following Wayne's orders, he would get in touch with Smedley from time to time.
Smedley was a cautious and suspicious familiar. Hodgson tried twice but failed to find out the exact location of the Gate of Hell and did not dare to ask too much.
"Boss, you can't rely on those clergy who only make money for the investigation. We should also take action." Mona advised.
"Although they are unreliable, they are powerful in numbers. If they spread such a large net, they will definitely gain something. We can just wait for the news." Wayne studied the map and gestured at the possibility of knocking down the five-pointed star one by one.
"Boss, is it possible that you can bump into a devil if you go out for a walk?" Mona said seriously.
"How is that possible? It sounds like I am attracting the devil..."
While Wayne was complaining, he realized that what Mona said made sense. Dragon Heart Island was off-the-beaten-path enough, and he was blocked by the blood tyrant as soon as he arrived.
Not to mention the Thousand-Eyed Demon. He chased him all the way from Jianhe County to Lundan and was recruited by the Thousand-Eyed Demon himself even at night.
"Am I really attracting the devil?"
"Um."
"Mona, that's so rude, at least hesitate."
Wayne muttered, stood up and patted his butt: "Then I'll listen to you. I'll go out for a walk. I want to see how much I can attract the devil."
"Boss, where are we going?"
"here."
Wayne raised his hand and clicked on the map, which happened to be the headquarters of the Templar Church that was destroyed yesterday. He raised his eyebrows and said: "You said I recruit devils, so go back the same way. If there are evil gods in Ford Town, I will admit that you are Yes."
The stronghold that was destroyed just yesterday is now stationed with a team of clergy. It is so tightly guarded. It cannot be that the devil has turned around and gone back just because of the darkness under the lamp, right?
It's impossible to laugh to death, how can there be such a stupid devil.
This is sure!
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