Chapter 337: This look cannot be that of an undercover agent
Ford Town.
The black car stopped at the headquarters of the Templar Church.
After a night of fighting, the headquarters of the Holy Church was reduced to ruins. The ground of the chicken farm collapsed. Looking down from a high place, a large pit could be seen that went straight to the ground for hundreds of meters.
The police station deployed a large number of manpower to maintain order at the scene, set up a cordon, and prohibited onlookers and reporters from approaching.
The more banned, the more popular it becomes!
The entire area around the Holy Church was crowded with spectators. Some vividly described the battle between angels and devils, and some sold beer and drinks in the front row. As the rumors became more and more outrageous, the citizens of Durin got wind of the incident and came to pay homage to the saint. trace.
Back and forth, the whole town was pulled up.
In fact, when Mona wiped out the Holy Church, there were no witnesses around. The townspeople had gone to bed early. By the time they heard the noise and ran out of the house, Wayne and Mona had already driven away.
The reason why there are rumors of angels fighting devils is purely because the local Heavenly Father Church secretly exerts its efforts to create rumors and take advantage of the opportunity to cut leeks.
Because of this outrageous operation, many conspiracy theories against the Holy See of Heavenly Father have emerged frequently. The Holy Church will take the lead. When the market is completely mature, the Holy See of Heavenly Father will come to an end, stepping on the body of the Holy Church's "devil". Take all the market.
This is what a market economy is like!
Just listen to this kind of rumor. It may be credible in other places. It is indeed the operation of the Holy Father. For example, Lundan, this method can be used when believers are scarce. There is no need for the Republic of Ireland.
In fact, the believers recruited by the Holy Church have no faith at all, and they only pretend to believe for the sake of free eggs.
The Holy See of Heavenly Father has a deep foundation among the people in the Republic of Ireland. Without manipulation, it will not make mistakes. It can maintain its dominance by following the steps step by step. However, unscrupulous manipulations such as rectifying the Holy Church will only cause trouble.
That's not necessary.
"This version of yours is outdated. It's not one angel, but several. I came from Durin, and there was a battle between angels and devils at St. Patrick's Cathedral over there last night..." Wayne squeezed into the crowd and took advantage of the opportunity. Hone your ability to spread rumors.
He has many skills but does not overwhelm his body. This move is very useful against Auston.
"Little brother, did St. Patrick's Cathedral really explode?"
"How can I lie to you? I was at the scene and witnessed it with my own eyes. It disappeared with a bang, like a mushroom cloud..."
Wayne vividly described what happened at that time. The plot had ups and downs, and the continuous twists were unexpected, and soon attracted a large group of people who wanted to watch.
"Boss, it's time to get down to business."
Mona held Wayne's arm, sealed it, and dragged him out of the crowd easily.
"Don't leave yet. I'll talk about the rest after dinner. This is the place."
Wayne waved goodbye to the crowd, looked at Mona with a dissatisfied look, and complained: "You said you asked me to find the devil, and I did, and then you asked me to do business. Who is the boss between us?"
"Boss, I'm just suggesting." Mona tightened her arms and increased the strength of the seal.
"Tsk, you were not like this last night..."
Speaking of last night, Wayne couldn't help but look weird. Mona was very good at playing angels. She was unruly and cold. Especially when Chris held down her hands, she struggled extremely fiercely.
If you don’t know, you’d think she dislikes it!
Of course, his performance as the devil is not bad either.
Noticing Wayne's strange look, Mona turned slightly red and looked away, not looking at him. Although the process was bad, the result was good. She was freed from the situation of being at the mercy of memory and felt like herself again.
Wayne felt that this tune was very novel, and he continued to perform like this from now on, which suited Mona's wishes. He found a suitable reason for himself, and he used this reason to explain his expression of indifference and disgust when applauding in the future.
One gets the mood, the other gets the ego, and they both have a bright future.
Wayne took Mona to wander around Ford Town. According to Mona, Wayne has the ability to attract demons. As long as he is diligent enough, he will hit the devil once in ten times on the street.
"We generally call this survivor bias. Just because I've met a lot of demons doesn't mean there's something wrong with my physique."
The two walked into a restaurant and ordered some local snacks. They heard other people in the restaurant complain that all the eggs at home were rotten and that the Holy Church might indeed be a cult.
The two had a simple meal, and then continued to wander around Ford Town. It was already past the afternoon tea time, and they didn't see a single devil.
"What am I talking about? I don't have the physique to attract the devil, and there is no evil god who comes back in Ford Town." Wayne clapped his hands and prepared to go back home to see if the clergy of St. Patrick's Cathedral had found anyone reliable. information.
"Boss, I think you should go to the chicken farm and have a look."
Mona looked at the sealed ruins of the Templar Church headquarters in front, with a golden light flashing in her eyes: "We are here anyway, why not go in and take a look, what if we encounter the evil god who has gone and returned?"
Her sealing technique was very oppressive, and Wayne had no choice but to follow the direction of the friction towards the ruins.
The place was under martial law. In addition to the police, there were several clergymen. Harrington was also there. Seeing Wayne and Mona arriving, he immediately greeted them respectfully.
"You two, are you here again?"
Harrington was slightly resentful, blaming the two for running too fast, causing him to be surrounded by onlookers, and he had been busy all night without rest.
Running too fast is not the point, the point is not taking him with you.
"Aren't you that one? I seem to have seen you somewhere."
Wayne shook hands with Harrington: "You happen to be here. I still have some things to investigate and ask your people to evacuate the people as soon as possible. It's very dangerous here, and the risk of the evil spirits not being cleared away can't be ruled out."
Harrington nodded solemnly, knowing that Wayne and Mona's identities were not simple, so he decisively summoned the surrounding clergy and used magic to disperse the onlookers.
"By the way, you two, I don't know your names yet..."
When Harrington finished his work, he turned around and found that Wayne and Mona had long disappeared.
"Just tell me a name, I won't delay your investigation!"
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The chicken farm of the Holy Church is far inferior to that of the Geocentric Cult in terms of scale, but the source of the eggs and the layout of the underground labyrinth are exactly the same as those of the Geocentric Cult, as if they were taught by a teacher.
Or perhaps, the Earth Center Sect was a pilot project in the early stage, and several new cults such as the Holy Church were copying the work.
"You still copy the wrong answers, you deserve it and you won't be able to achieve anything big."
Mona used earth magic to clear a passage in the collapsed underground maze, and based on her memory at the time, she found the location where the evil god statue was placed.
Thought capture, looking for missing clues.
Wayne sniffed the wind and followed the smell of the void to dig out the melted remains of the statue from the ruins. After being refined by the holy flames, the golden lumps were heavy and made him feel safe.
“It’s barely a gift from nature.”
A little gold couldn't inspire Wayne's smile. He held the remains of the statue in his hand, felt the pollution power of the void, and waved to Mona beside him.
"The statue also has the ability to pollute the outside world. I have a plan that may work."
Wayne briefly told his plan, which was the same as before. He pretended that he was contaminated by the evil god in order to penetrate into the enemy and obtain intelligence.
"Boss, do you need me to play the role of a captured nun to solidify your character as a devil's minion?" Mona smiled, thinking of her former self.
At that time, she would blush for several days if she was patted on the butt, which was so pure.
"It can be arranged, it depends on the situation..."
Wayne waved his hand to keep Mona away. Thinking back to the white robes of the church members, his mind reshaped matter and put a similar one on his body.
Mona left the center of the underground palace, gathered her aura and became invisible. She knew almost all of Wayne's secrets and had no worries that he would be contaminated by the Evil God of the Void.
As long as the evil god has some ideas, it’s not certain who will pollute whom!
Wayne held the golden bump, his mind simulated the information above, and his body changed accordingly. One arm turned into a pale tentacle, the raised meridians ran under the skin, and crawled all over the chest and neck along the shoulders like earthworms.
"ah!"
Wayne opened his mouth and snorted, cleared his throat, and then screamed one after another.
“Ahhhh————”
After a while, Wayne's body mutated extensively. At first it was somewhat anthropomorphic, but later it became completely shapeless, a ball of mud dancing with pulpy tentacles, each tentacle matched with flaming red lips.
The slightly parted red lips resemble human eyeballs or two rows of white teeth.
Amid the sound of pain, a thought followed the statue and descended from the void, and an ethereal voice reached Wayne's ears.
"My people, are you calling me?"
"You, who are you...I'm in so much pain, no, I gradually understand everything..."
"My people, I am the God of the Church, your Lord in heaven, whom you serve all your life."
The voice of the Church God became more and more majestic. He watched Wayne's changes with joy. He could feel that this body had great potential and might be used as a carrier for his coming, so he said: "My people, my children, in the Say your name before faith.”
"Boo, Bruce."
"Bubrus, there is no need to struggle, let alone be confused. This knowledge is a reward for you. Master this knowledge and you will gain extraordinary abilities and eternal life. You are the angel of the church and my messenger walking in the world. ”
The Holy Temple God increased his thinking output to ensure that the descending vessel was more perfect, reshaping gold into a statue of God, and opened an elemental space to Wayne in order to speed up the evolution.
Eat more. Only when you are full can you cut the leeks.
The operation of the Holy Temple God was exactly the same as that of the former Lord of the Void, and his self-confidence was also as high. He opened the four-element space he had reserved and let Wayne in.
This operation seems outrageous at first glance, and has a naive simplicity.
In fact, it was caused by an intelligence gap. The Holy Church was unable to see through the essence of Wayne's life. He only saw that Wayne was contaminated by him and completely changed into his shape.
In this case, the Holy Temple God has the power of life and death over Wayne, and can even come and seize his body at any time. What's wrong with the four elements, the chicken can still finish the rice. The four-element space is so poor. You, the evil god, are not doing very well, even worse than the Lord of the Void.
Wayne secretly said that he was unlucky. The pay was too low to match his excellent acting skills, and even the book of Greed was too lazy to open his mouth.
He thought about communicating with the God of the church and said devoutly: "My Lord in heaven, your people Bubulus are willing to devote themselves to you forever, so what should I do for you?"
Get on the road!
The Lord of the Holy Church was very satisfied with his pollution ability and did not doubt Wayne's loyalty at all. He said slowly: "In the treasure house of St. Patrick's Cathedral, there is a Holy Grail containing divine blood. I give you the ability to parasitize others. Go and steal the Holy Grail, and I will tell you where to send it."
"Please rest assured, I will complete the task."
"Go ahead, the sooner the better."
With the help of the Church God, Wayne was able to reshape his body and return to his original human appearance. He put the statue into his chest and called Mona back to St. Patrick's Cathedral.
"Boss, you really have the physique to attract devils!"
"Don't be stupid. It was clearly you who brought me here. You were the one who attracted the devil." Wayne rolled his eyes.
Mona looked at Wayne and nodded with deep understanding, saying that she was right to attract the devil.
Wayne knew what Mona was thinking, and it was nothing more than role-playing. He complained: "My craftsmanship is rusty. I only remembered that the church has a warehouse after being reminded by the evil god. St. Patrick's Cathedral has a high status. I guess there are many warehouses at home." nice one."
Mona's mouth twitched slightly. If nothing else goes wrong, the cathedral will be invaded by demons today and the treasure house will be looted.
…
"Sir Messenger, this is the holy sword of the former leader of the Guardian Knights. It cannot be taken away by the devil. Please think twice!"
"This scepter is no good either. They are sacred objects and are of great significance to the Holy See."
In the Cathedral Warehouse, several old men with white beards tugged on Wayne's sleeves and gently reminded him that that was enough. It's okay to have a warehouse stolen. Everyone loses a fire during the holidays, but you can't burn the warehouse into an empty shell. It's too much.
Wayne just accepted it, regardless of what the old men with white beards thought. He had a good reason: "It's not that I want it, but the devil named me to take these things. You are sad, so am I. But as an undercover agent, there is always a chance." When you can't help yourself...that robe is good, the devil asked for it."
I think you are the devil! xN
A few old men with white beards couldn't bear it any longer. One of them said: "Sir Messenger, I paid everything I needed to pay yesterday. If the devil takes it down again, we will be in trouble again."
"It's true that you guys failed to protect the cathedral, allowing the devil to enter and exit freely, and also stole a large number of treasures. You are fully responsible. I will report this matter to the Pope." Wayne said businesslikely.
"..."
The old men with white beards suddenly realized that they were not in trouble, and they praised each other.
"Master Messenger is so tall!"
"Have a long-term vision, be resourceful, and be tough."
"High and hard!"
Wayne was shy of Pei Yan and had nothing to say to these insects. He threw a bunch of valuable or unknown treasures into his pocket like a supermarket sweeper, and soon came to the Holy Grail.
The Holy Grail sounds very sacred, but it is actually an ancient wine glass. Because of the extraordinary status of the user, and the addition of gems and other objects by later generations, it looks very high-end and classy.
Rounded up, it is about the same as the wine glass used by the idol. The market price has become extremely expensive due to the licking of dogs.
The wine glass ordered by the Lord of the Holy Church is made entirely of gold. The walls of the glass are thick and smooth, and the lines are flowing with golden luster, as if liquid sunlight has been solidified in it. When lightly tapped, it will emit a melodious and deep echo.
It's the voice of gold.
"What's the meaning of this wine glass?" Wayne put the Holy Grail in his hand and weighed it.
"Lord Messenger, this is the holy relic of St. Patrick. He spreads the glory of the Father to Ireland and is a saint."
An old man with a white beard explained the history of the construction of St. Patrick's Cathedral. The Holy Grail was once used by St. Patrick and is the most precious treasure of the cathedral.
"The devil said that the Holy Grail once contained divine blood..."
"Maybe it's the blood of St. Patrick." The old man with the white beard said. That history can no longer be traced, and they don't know it.
Wayne looked around and picked out a few vessels that were similar to the Holy Grail and took them away together. He checked and found nothing strange about the Holy Grail. It was just an ordinary gold wine cup. What the devil wanted was not the Holy Grail, but the Holy Grail. The blood left in the Holy Grail.
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"St. Patrick should be some descended angel. Why is the devil looking for the blood of an angel?" The black car drove toward the outskirts of Dulin, and Wayne sat in the passenger seat with suspicion.
The Holy Grail and other vessels similar to the Holy Grail were placed in the back seat. He didn't know which one was the Holy Grail that the devil needed, so he simply brought them all.
"Boss, according to the records of the Holy See, the entrance to hell has a seal imposed by heaven. The devil cannot freely enter and exit the human world, even if his thoughts come to him. The blood of angels or devils in the human world can help the devil open the passage to enter the human world. , maybe because of this," Mona said while driving.
"You know so much."
"I'm just speculating."
Mona is a professional nun and has been studying faith for thirty years. Her reasoning may not be entirely correct, but it is certainly more reliable than a layman like Wayne. Wayne did not think much about it. The top priority was to find these demons and kill them one by one. .
Half an hour later, the car stopped in a deserted open space with no one around and it was very remote away from the road.
After successfully stealing the Holy Grail, Wayne contacted the Holy Grail, who gave him the coordinates and said someone was waiting here.
Mona opened the car door and got out of the car. Wayne turned into a ball of tentacles and lay on her body. He pretended to be a parasitist and used Mona, a pure nun, to sneak into and steal the cathedral warehouse.
Mona came to the meeting place with an indifferent expression, six tentacles floating on her body, each tentacle wrapped around a vessel.
She herself was very repelled by these tentacles, and there was always a feeling of being tainted deep in her heart. As soon as the thought arose, it disappeared as she recalled the tragic battle last night.
The memory fragments are mixed with a arrogant personality, which constantly affects Mona's self. Mona gains true knowledge through practice and finds a way to resist memory interference.
The effect is outstanding. His arrogant personality cannot bear to see these white and muddy scenes. As long as Mona mentions it, the other party will immediately stop.
Swish, swish, swish!
A black mist surged from the ground. In the mist, black poisonous snakes spit out scarlet letters and twisted around, turning into a figure wearing a black robe.
Wayne looked intently, a tentacle stretched out, and he opened his mouth and said: "Who are you? You are not the God of my faith."
The man in black robe is the human container of Smedley, the familiar of the Lord of Jealousy, and houses part of Smedley's thoughts. He can be regarded as the real devil of Smedley.
His voice was cold, hissing like a poisonous snake: "The Holy Temple God cannot come to the world for the time being. His power is too great. There is no passage in the world that can carry his arrival. That's why I was sent to meet you."
Smedley subconsciously started to lie about his work habits. After he finished speaking, he remembered that there was no need to talk nonsense with a puppet and said bluntly: "You contact the Holy Father and he will tell you everything."
The plan has been successful, everything is going smoothly, and we can start closing the net!
In order to open the door to hell and let his master, the Lord of Jealousy, come to the world, Smedley took great pains and prepared several plans.
Plan No. 1 is simple and unpretentious. It uses the simplest and crudest way of sacrifice to forcibly call out the name of the Lord of Jealousy in the world, thereby breaking the seal between heaven and hell.
This method is the simplest and consumes the most energy. When energy is extremely scarce, a large number of creatures must be sacrificed.
Because the plan was exposed, the Evil God of the Void had to be withdrawn and Plan 2 was implemented instead.
Smedley's original No. 2 executor of the plan was Hodgson, but the Papal State envoy suddenly arrived. Out of caution, he did not choose Hodgson, only treating him as cannon fodder to attract firepower, and turned to other executors.
While we were searching here, the God of the Holy Church over there sent good news. There was a little thief who didn't know the heights of the world. He picked up the remaining gold of the statue and was polluted by him to look like himself.
Smedley felt that there was something fishy about the matter, and that there was too much of a coincidence, so he did not nod in agreement at the time. Now that he saw Wayne's appearance with his own eyes, he was convinced that the Church God was not lying.
The pollution is complete and the evil sect is to the end. This person cannot be an undercover agent, he is indeed one of our own.
Stable!
Smedley imagined the future and saw the scene where the gates of hell opened, the territory of the Lord of Jealousy was projected onto the human world, and the army of hell swarmed in and turned the human world into a second hell.
His master gained powerful power over the Seven Demon Kings, and achieved supreme hegemony by unifying hell. He also made tremendous achievements and became his master's most trusted servant.
On Wayne's side, he contacted the Church God through the statue. The latter confirmed that the plan was successful and stopped acting on the spot. Powerful thoughts rushed out along the statue and penetrated into Wayne's body.
"My people, I will give you the greatest reward for your loyalty. You will be integrated with your faith and become a part of me." The Lord of the Holy Church smiled strangely. When his thoughts arrived, he also moved the four-element space. Come over and start transforming your new body.
The potential is acceptable, but the strength is insufficient. Let’s strengthen it first.
A large amount of the four elements poured in, and Wayne's screams and the laughter of the Holy Church merged together. For a moment, it was impossible to tell who was laughing and who was screaming.
Smedley looked at this scene with cold eyes. Wayne was a foolish person chosen by the Lord of the Holy Temple. He dreamed of reaching the sky in one step. The Lord of the Holy Temple and other Void Evil Gods were not fools chosen by the Lord of Jealousy.
There is no love without reason in the world. Making a deal with the devil can only result in betrayal!
“I’m ready, let’s get started!”
After a moment, Wayne's pale tentacle body squirmed and uttered the voice of the Lord of the Holy Temple. He didn't know much about this evil god of the void. He only knew that the other party was chicken-flavored, crunchy, and extremely high in protein. In order to perform the evil god's style, he cut each piece one by one. The tentacles wrapped around Mona's body, wrapping her tightly.
"Murphy, you're fine, the others haven't come over yet!"
Smedley sneered, not bothering to expose the cathedral's little idea of eating alone. He waved his hand, and several holy cups hanging on Wayne's tentacles flew towards him.
Smedley picked and picked, and soon found the real Holy Grail that once carried the divine blood. His face was filled with joy. The moment he touched the divine blood, an inverted pentagram formation filled with black smoke spread out under his feet.
Smedley's thoughts descended rapidly, his power continued to rise, and he muttered words, contacting the void to open a channel, allowing several void evil gods to return to the world.
"Now, let us welcome the great jealous master to the world..."
With Smedley as the center, a group of twisted monsters in black robes danced their tentacles, among which Wayne was the most twisted.
Mona was surrounded by tentacles. She suppressed her nausea and asked through her mind whether she should take action now.
"They can come and leave. Wait until the poisonous snake in the middle has all its thoughts, and then kill them to avoid future troubles!"
Don't worry, let's play with them first!
(End of this chapter)