Chapter 378 Dark Church Headquarters
"I can't be the High Priest of the Oracle. You know me. My journey is in the stars and the sea, and power will only limit my progress." Wayne shook his head.
"Beauty won't restrict your steps?" Senna chuckled.
"On the journey, there are always some beautiful scenery that make you forget to leave. There is nothing we can do about it."
Wayne solves problems skillfully, but Senna wants to tie her to his side and make rough work. You can say it bluntly, there is no need to be so tactful.
Senna explained: "The vacancy of an oracle high priest has given many people ideas. I don't want to give away the power. I want a strong person to make them give up, so I chose you."
"Take a temporary job?"
"Yes, the titular Oracle High Priest."
"Then I'm fine."
Wayne nodded repeatedly. He had status, status, and was paid without having to be responsible. This kind of good job was the most suitable for an insect like him.
Moreover, Wayne really needs a high-profile identity: "Get it done as soon as possible. I want to pay a friendly visit to the Dark Church as the Oracle High Priest. You are responsible for making arrangements and finalizing the specific time."
"Do you really miss that woman that much?" Senna was unhappy.
"No, the situation over there is a bit complicated. I want to go and take a look."
It has been three months since Anastasia returned to the Dark Church. One of the two bodyguards accompanying her was capable of carrying and fighting, and the other was not a fuel-efficient lamp. If they haven't found anything for so long, they must be in trouble.
If she was bolder, Idnes deliberately held back, not wanting Anastasia to find out the truth.
Most of the problems of the Natural Church have been solved. Almost all the conflicts have been concentrated in Prussia, involving the gates of hell. The crisis cannot be underestimated.
Wayne decided to go there in person and discuss with the Dark Pope Ivan during the day and the Dark Saint Anastasia at night. First, he would solve the hidden dangers of the Dark Church, and second, he would help the three religions join forces to besiege the powerful enemy Prussia.
Seeing that Saina still didn't believe it, Wayne thought and packed up a few pictures and sent them over, which made the latter quiet down.
"The God of Storm and Thunder..."
"Goddess of the sky..."
Senna frowned and looked at Wayne: "Goddess, your appetite is getting bigger and bigger. What is the way to the Holy See? Could it be some angel?"
Although the reasoning process was wrong, the correct result was obtained.
Wayne smiled, said nothing, and asked Senna to arrange everything as soon as possible. He has obsessive-compulsive disorder and always feels like he has long nights and dreams before things are done.
Senna nodded and was about to get up, then sat back down again, took out the Elemental Mantra and placed it in front of Wayne: "I don't need it now."
Having said that, his eyes lingered rather reluctantly.
"Put it here, I don't need it, and neither does Mulla."
Wayne shook his head and asked Senna not to just focus on work, but to spend more time studying the elemental mantra and try to understand it thoroughly. Even without the blessing of the elemental mantra, she can also use dragon language magic as she pleases.
By the way, teach him these principles. Students of students also want to get guidance by words and deeds.
There is a huge amount of information inside the elemental mantra, just like the Philosopher's Stone that Wayne gave to Senna. He got the law of information but could not make good use of it. He would only round it up and throw it out.
Although it is incredibly powerful and can still crush people to death, he is not satisfied with the status quo and wants to truly master this knowledge.
Thinking of this, the faces of Philomena and Anastasia appeared in front of Wayne's eyes. They were both excellent problem makers. They couldn't just let them move, they had to move.
The same goes for the sky goddess Sarothiya. Although she is a fool, she has magical talent. Information about storms and thunder depends on her.
Senna took back the elemental mantra with great joy. The more she looked at Wayne, the happier she felt. She felt a sense of satisfaction at being pampered. She squinted her eyes and said, "I will arrange your itinerary. As the oracle high priest, you are on a mission to the Dark Church. Remember Be restrained outside and don’t touch the Dark Saint. If someone sees it, it will affect the church’s reputation.”
How can you call it tampering? It's obviously a challenge to your own weakness.
"Speak!"
"..."
"snort!"
Seeing that Wayne was silent and deliberately wanted to discredit the church, the pope was furious and opened the hem of his robe to teach the disobedient oracle high priest.
She also wants to challenge her weaknesses.
"You are crazy, you are the Pope!"
Wanting to perform the magnanimous courtesy of a gentleman in broad daylight, Wayne was frightened by Senna's madness and hurriedly held her down.
There are many people here. I will kneel down to you when I get back to the house.
"You three, get out."
Senna looked down with cold eyes: "This pope wants to discuss important church matters with the Oracle High Priest. These are not things you can listen to."
The deal didn't work out.
Wayne blasted Senna away, scolding her for her audacity and spanking her three times as punishment.
Because the negotiation was not successful, the artistic girl's face looked much better, and at the same time she was even more afraid of Senna. The old witch wanted to have an identity and be beautiful, and she wanted to be so embarrassed and flirtatious that she was more of a succubus than a succubus. She is definitely no match against her on her own.
For a moment, the eyes looking at Regina were extremely eager.
Regina was so scared that she thought of something and tightly protected her sister behind her: "I'm warning you, the boss has spoken, so you are not allowed to make any arbitrary decisions."
A good position is yours!
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That night, Wayne was wandering outside the Basilica of the Saint, wandering around like a gangster, and almost had a few words from the luminous script written on his face.
Dusha didn't show up, and her brother Alex talked to Wayne for half an hour with a grimace.
Looking at the sacrificial spirit on his face, he was obviously mentally prepared to advance and retreat with the Windsor people.
Wayne left with satisfaction. As far as Dusha behaved like she was avoiding the plague, she did not receive the same oracle from Anastasia.
This is good news.
Good news should be shared together, so Wayne changed his mind to express condolences to the hard-working female pope.
There were too many people during the day, which caused the Pope to lose his face. Now he knelt down, hoping that the Pope would put past the past and stop wearing small shoes for him at work.
The female pope was very worried about the scene during the day. She wore a papal robe and trampled on Wayne's dignity.
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Ten days later, March 15th.
Wayne was officially awarded the position of Oracle High Priest, and Pope Senna personally sealed him. The church's top leaders were present, and the three Oracle High Priests also expressed their friendly attitude toward their new colleague.
It's okay to be unfriendly, this is a natural knight.
On the day of the canonization, Wayne received the mission of being an envoy to the Dark Church. During the ten-day visit, Pope Ivan of the Dark Church expressed his warm welcome in his reply.
You are welcome, this is the lover of the goddess.
The itinerary is confirmed and starts immediately.
Wayne packed up lightly and rushed to the airport, leaving behind Otilia and Regina, asking them to stay with Pope Senna to further their studies and practice their secretarial skills diligently.
It took a total of five hours before and after, and most of the time was spent at the airport. The poor boarding environment made Wayne complain again that there was no luxury private jet to hurt him.
Worse was coming.
It was mid-March, and for the Rosch Federation, spring had just begun. The ice and snow had not yet melted, but the temperature had only warmed up a bit.
The earth is covered with snow, and the trees on both sides of the street are covered with crystal clear ice. The red walls, golden roofs, and white snow combine to form a composition. The ancient buildings are paired with the snowy scenery, which creates a unique flavor.
The natives did not understand Prussian, on the contrary, they spoke it very well.
This is something that the Franks cannot envy.
The streetscape of Luo Shi Federation is beautiful, but the cold wind seems to freeze people's bones to the bone, and is very unfriendly to ordinary people. Pedestrians wrapped themselves tightly in heavy winter coats, hunched their necks, and hurried on for fear of being overtaken by the cold behind them.
Cold is like a cold-blooded monarch, ruling this vast land and exerting the most cruel autocratic power.
Wayne is the oracle high priest of the Church of Nature. He arrived in the Rosch Federation as the church's envoy, accompanied by more than thirty people. The scene was really quite big.
The Dark Church showed respect and the airport pick-up was also quite grand. Agents of the Rosch Federation could be vaguely seen around the airport. Officials paid close attention to the meeting between the two churches.
This is the God's Chosen Continent. Although the Luo Shi Federation has red blood, it still respects faith. For example, the Holy See of Heavenly Father also has a status in this land.
Generally speaking, except for the Holy See, the other five mainstream churches are very low-key.
At least on the surface it's low-key.
The two churches of darkness and death are the most common. The former has low-key behavior and habits, and is at the north and south poles. Where there are fewer people, the latter disappears collectively. It has no big stronghold, only scattered small gathering points. Its momentum depends entirely on the love of the bottom believers. Generate electricity.
The Church of Darkness has a pope and a saint who have always maintained contact with the outside world. The Church of Death has completely evaded the world. The pope and saint have not appeared for many years, and even the church headquarters has been moved.
Currently out of contact.
The leader of the Dark Church who came to pick him up was also an oracle high priest named Varvara. He looked about forty years old and still had the charm of a black robe. His mature feminine charm was extremely moving.
Wayne was a little confused and didn't understand the meaning of Ivan's arrangement. In Ivan's view, he should be the sweetheart of the Dark Goddess in the world.
Arranging for a big sister to pick up the leader's concubine is deliberately looking for bad luck!
Wayne was full of doubts, and Varvara was also full of curiosity. Before coming, Ivan had specially given instructions that Wayne had a very special status and must be treated warmly.
Ivan's expression was very strange when he spoke, with a mixture of tangle and helplessness, disgust and anger, as well as a bit of respect and fear.
Such complex expressions could appear on one face at the same time, which made Varvara curious and ask, who is Wayne worthy of such careful treatment by the Pope.
Never received a satisfactory reply.
Ivan felt bitter, but he didn't dare to say anything. Even if he saw the saint's daughter hooking up with Wayne, he didn't dare to speak loudly.
He is so difficult!
"Mr. Wayne, welcome to your visit. The Pope will host a banquet at the headquarters. I hope you will enjoy your visit."
In the back seat of the imported high-end black car, Varvara looked at Wayne with a smile. It was ordinary and nothing special, and it had nothing to do with what she had imagined before coming here.
A very ordinary young face, nothing special about him. So, where does Ivan’s fear come from?
"Ms. Varvara, is there something on my face?"
"Sorry, I'm rude. I didn't expect you to be so handsome."
"..."
Wayne's expression was weird. This was such a bad dialogue. Could Varvara be a professional diplomat?
Probably not.
Not to mention that the Dark Church is a formal church. Except for the Dark Goddess at the head, the pope and the saint have extremely high moral qualities. With two role models in front of them, the people below will not grow up to look like the natural church.
What's more, Varvara is also a legendary mage, and his status is there, so he won't turn diplomacy into a humanistic feature.
Realizing that he had been rude, Varvara returned to normal and politely conveyed the welcome of the Dark Church and the eager attitude of Pope Ivan.
Very official words. Wayne responded with an official dialogue. After a few commercial exchanges, he changed the topic and said: "Ms. Varvara, how much do you know about the saints of your religion?"
"Why did Mr. Wayne say that?"
"To tell you the truth, I am a Windsorlander, from the Landau family. My father, Auston, has a prominent position in the whole of Windsor."
The Landau family!
A flash of light flashed in Varvara's eyes, and he maintained an official smile and said: "It turns out to be His Highness the Prince. I did not do my job well. Please forgive me for my neglect. The Dark Church will readjust the reception specifications."
"No, I am not a prince. There is only one queen in Windsor."
Really, I heard the Queen became your father's lover, he lived in Buckingham Palace and beat the Queen into a hot mess.
Seeing the fire flashing in Varvara's eyes, Wayne finally understood that he was a gossip and liked to eat melons very much.
Wayne cleared his throat, stopped the straying topic in time, and said: "I was fortunate enough to meet the holy lady of your religion a few times in Lundan. She is not a person who likes to talk. She only knows how to work hard and is a conscientious person. Saint."
"Your Majesty the Saint is indeed such a person." Varvara nodded.
When it comes to Anastasia, she also has a bit of pride on her face. She was tutored by Anastasia when she was young. The latter's erudition made her feel inferior to her, and she highly respected this elegant elder sister.
Everyone is convinced that Anastasia is a saint, and they don't think that there is something fishy about family power just because she is the daughter of the Pope.
"I know very little about the Holy Lady of the Noble Religion. She cooperated with the Landau family to establish the Dark Church stronghold in Lundan. I very much welcome this, but I am not sure what she thinks. Can Ms. Varvara give me some advice? ?" Wayne continued.
The effect is very average, and it's beside the point.
Wayne felt like he had turned on a switch in Varvara, who was praising Anastasia and becoming a huge fan.
It could be said that Varvara is an unqualified diplomat. She did not reveal a single word about Anastasia during the entire process, which obscured the deeper meaning of the Dark Church's layout in Lundan.
Let's just say she is a qualified diplomat. There is a lot of nonsense.
The switch couldn't be turned off once it was turned on. Wayne rolled his eyes all the way. Varvara didn't stop until he reached the headquarters of the Dark Church.
If he hadn't just arrived and couldn't figure out how deep the waters of the Dark Church were, Wayne would have gone straight to the point and asked where Anastasia was.
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Dark Church Headquarters.
Like the Natural Church, it is located in a vast independent space, with the portal bordering the God's Chosen Continent. Wayne guessed that this place is also a Philosopher's Stone.
It's good. When I met Ivan, I asked him to hand over the Philosopher's Stone in the name of the goddess and play with it.
Just return it after use, guaranteed to be 90% new.
The headquarters of the Church of Nature is located in a continuous mountain range, which represents the demigod's understanding of nature. The mountains and forests are superficial external manifestations, and the inner truth needs to be interpreted by the Pope himself.
According to this logic, the headquarters of the Dark Church must be inseparable from the dark night, just like the polar night in the frozen continent.
Just as Wayne thought, the headquarters of the Dark Church was hidden in the night.
The night was falling, and the last ray of light on the horizon had long since disappeared. Just as the moonlight had not yet risen, a deep and rich darkness enveloped the surrounding areas.
In other words, darkness swallows up and drives out the sun and moonlight.
This scene is so targeted that it can easily raise the blood pressure of believers in the Sun and Moonlight churches.
The boundless black curtain shrouds the quiet Dead Sea, without a sound of wind. A wide suspended stone bridge opens from the front door, leading directly to the isolated island in the center of the Dead Sea.
The headquarters of the Dark Church is just above the island.
The stone bridge is very long, and from a distance there is only a vague shadow of the island, like a huge black hole, blending into the surrounding silence, indicating that everyone who steps on the bridge will be swallowed by darkness.
Varvara did not let Wayne finish the entire journey. He walked a hundred or ten meters, briefly introduced the scenery and beautiful scenery, and then took Wayne to the portal.
When he reappeared, he had reached the end of the stone bridge.
Wayne looked down. The dark abyss with a diameter of more than ten kilometers swallowed up the surrounding seawater. The isolated island floated quietly above the abyss. There was no roar of water. The black seawater penetrated into the darkness at an extremely fast speed without causing any splash.
Everyone standing by the bridge can't help but have the idea of jumping deep in their hearts. The brief thought is heart-pounding. This means...
Wayne couldn't be bothered to make it up.
Whatever you like, hurry up and give him either the Pope or the Saint. He just wants to find an acquaintance to ask for information as soon as possible.
The mission continued forward and set foot on the suspended island.
Different from the dark outline in the outside world, Wayne passed through the forbidden barrier and saw two light groups on the left and right of the sky.
The golden one represents the sun and the white one represents the moon.
He understood this. Darkness encompasses the sun and moonlight. This is the true meaning of the universe and the greatness of darkness.
The blood pressure of believers in Sun and Moonlight churches has gone up again.
Regarding matters of doctrine, Wayne didn't comment too much. He responded to Varvara's self-proclaimed remarks by saying yes or no.
He looked at the island shrouded in light. The woods were lush and green, divided by rivers. There were chirping birds and a few roars of wild beasts, which were no different from the nature outside.
A tall and solemn black building is located in it. The architectural style is thick but not dark. There are occasional light and shadow rhythms from the magic circle, and the black color is colorful.
The environment is great, much better than the frozen continent.
Anastasia is a rich second generation with a good family background. She has been well-fed and well-dressed since she was a child. She is by no means a shabby poor person like Senna said.
Growing up in such an environment, Anastasia did not develop the bad habit of being idle and indolent. Instead, she maintained a noble moral character and was able to outrun the Dark Goddess ten times in a row. This shows how outstanding she is.
Wayne nodded secretly, the white moonlight in his heart getting brighter.
The mission went up the stone steps. Along the way, they saw many black-skinned elves, men wearing cakes, women wearing lipstick, all with long legs and black robes.
Unlike the Natural Church, members of the Dark Church prefer to live in elf form.
Stopping and walking along the way, Varvara introduced many well-known attractions of the Dark Church, such as which pope planted such-and-such a big tree, such-and-such courtyard was the former residence of a certain legendary archmage, and such-and-such riverside, Where did the Dark Saint take a bath?
The last one didn't.
Wayne's balls hurt when he heard it, and he was just making up his mind out of boredom.
Varvara has a very good attitude and focuses on being pleasant. Wayne is eager to push but not to be disturbed. He comes on behalf of the Church of Nature, and the etiquette required for an official meeting is indispensable.
Two hours later, Wayne finally met one of the targets of his trip, Pope Ivan of the Dark Church.
At the same time, the charm of Varvara, who still has charm, has been greatly reduced. The old aunt talks too much, and Wayne's head hurts whenever he opens his mouth.
Unlike Anastasia, Wayne felt comfortable as soon as she opened her mouth.
"Your Holiness, this is our first time meeting you. I have heard your name for so long. I am extremely honored." Wayne took two steps forward and bowed.
The Life Alliance and the Black Death Alliance do not deal with each other, but this is for the outside world. Under normal circumstances, the connection between the church and the church has never been broken. Take a few divinely chosen knights as an example. They work together to do tasks, and the relationship is good!
"Mr. Wayne, it's an honor to see you here."
When Ivan met Wayne for the first time, his attitude was neither salty nor cold, and he was quite majestic.
The two met for the first time and exchanged a few polite business blows.
Immediately afterwards, Ivan introduced several important figures around him, all of whom were high-level officials of the Dark Church and were the oracle high priests like Varvara.
Wayne counted and found that with the same level of combat power, the Dark Church had six oracle high priests, which could hold down the Natural Church.
"Mr. Wayne, you look very young. With all due respect, do you really have the cultivation of a legendary mage?"
An unsociable voice came from the crowd.
Wayne tilted his head and looked around. He saw a handsome middle-aged man with a black-skinned elf look. According to Ivan's introduction, he was an oracle high priest named Anton.
Anton looked at Wayne, a provocative look flashing in his eyes.
He didn't mean anything else. He and Wayne didn't know each other and had no grudges. They were deliberately provoking because he was a disciple of the goddess of darkness and Wayne was a disciple of the goddess of nature.
That's all.
"Anton, you are going too far. Mr. Wayne is a guest, and your actions bring shame to the church." Ivan scolded him with a straight face.
I was so panicked!
Anton, stop talking. The Pope calls you big brother. This pretty boy has an extraordinary identity. He is not just a disciple of the goddess of nature.
To be more specific, Ivan neither dared nor could say anything, so he could only stare coldly at Anton and tell him to shut up and retreat.
Anton was confused, Ivan's attitude was inexplicable, and he cast a puzzled look.
Mr. Pope, according to logic and procedures, a friendly discussion should be set up at this time. The oracle high priests of the two religions will compete on the same stage. In the end, the host will win with a slight advantage.
It’s always been like this, why don’t you do it today?
Fuck your sister!
I don’t dare to say anything about this guy messing with my daughter. If you want to do it yourself, don’t drag the entire Dark Church into trouble.
Wayne smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Anton is quick to talk, and I also want to ask him about dark magic."
Ivan: ()
Thousands of words turned into a cry of sympathy in my heart:
"An——Dong——"
(End of chapter)