Small cabin, basement.
Wayne sat cross-legged, striking the silver cross in his body, breaking his own balance again and again, crushing the 'God' into small particles, and then merging them into the void and me.
God is faith, is the choice of the silver stage, and determines the future direction.
Serious magicians all have a single belief. Indecent magicians, such as free magicians, may not have a single belief, but due to their own talents and resource environment limitations, their beliefs are not complicated.
Many free mages have a single belief in the silver stage, and only start to let themselves go in the gold stage, firmly believing that more sacrifices are better, and more foreign languages mean more ways out.
It doesn't cost any money anyway, so there's nothing wrong with trusting him a little more.
Wayne is a very amazing existence in the unorthodox world of free mages. He has knowledge of nature, sun, moonlight, darkness and death, five of them at once, and they are all at the level of God's Chosen Knight.
There is also heaven and hell, so you can imagine how strong his 'God' is.
That is to say, Lu Ziye knows the Chosen Knights and they have a good relationship. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for him to make progress.
An hour later, Wayne stopped practicing, panting. Today's promotion sprint was still unsuccessful.
A good beginning will lead to a good ending, but the process in between is very tortuous. He calculated that the speed at which 'God' collapses is getting faster and faster, and he has just seen the signs of the golden triangle. If everything goes well, he can stay up all night and do not sleep, and he can succeed within three to five days.
A white arm stretched out, grasping the sleeve to wipe the sweat off Wayne. It was a very beautiful hand, without any flaws.
Sensing the pressure on his back, Wayne's eyes twitched slightly, and he said bluntly: "Senna, you should know that this is not love."
"Yes, it is worship and desire, far more devout than love."
Senna hugged Wayne from behind, rubbing his ears against hers. Just a hug made her breathing speed up.
Smells so good! x2
Little Wayne was a little eager to make a move, but Wayne chose to refuse and stood up: "Hold on a little longer, and I will help you get rid of this trouble when we return to Lundan."
Senna frowned: "Master, I don't want much, I don't even want your love!"
Please, stop talking.
Wayne turned his head and saw Senna's face with tears in her eyes. He immersed himself in the thought and realized that she was not acting. He felt very aggrieved.
He sighed, raised his hands and said, "I'll give you a hug for two minutes, but I'll make it clear in advance, when you find yourself again, don't blame me for taking advantage of you."
Senna didn't say herself anything. After getting permission, she threw herself into Wayne's arms, using her hands and feet, as if she wanted to crush into pieces and stuff her whole body in.
It didn't break into pieces, it melted.
With Wayne's help, Senna maintained her human form, and started to act naughty.
Desire is like this, it grows step by step, and once you get it, you will desire more.
Senna was not satisfied with just a hug and wanted more intimacy.
Wayne's face was filled with black lines, and he suddenly thought of Willy's father Cushing. What if, he meant what if, would there be a day when Cushing abandoned his wife and daughter just for a hug from him?
Oh my god, he is worthy of being the muscular guy in the gym, he is so awesome!
In the living room of the cabin, Veronica looked warily towards the basement. She had a strong imagination and had already imagined many scenes in her mind.
The fiancé was practicing hard, his mind was deep and he couldn't sense the outside world. Seeing this, the old witch grinned and crushed the red roses at her feet, covered the fiancé's face with a white cloth, and pounced on him.
Boom!
"What are you thinking? You look so fierce, as if you want to kill someone."
Xifei knocked Veronica on the head with a knife, knowing what her daughter was thinking, and comforted her: "It's okay, teacher, although, although... but, she is so to Wayne... Anyway, she won't do anything wrong at this time."
"Is that how you comfort me?"
"Well, I tried my best."
The two golden-haired heads stared at each other, and Veronica became more and more unhappy. It was this woman who found a shameless teacher and made her live in fear all day long.
Veronica snorted coldly and said, "I saw it all yesterday. The Dark Knight and the Black Dragon were practicing their combined skills in the grove. Sometimes they went up, sometimes they went down, and finally they supported each other and went back to the house. I wonder what they did!"
Little girl, how do you talk to your fiancé's mother?
Believe it or not, I will let my son break up with you!
Xifei also snorted coldly, raised her hand to pinch Veronica's face, and rubbed it hard: "I don't care what the Dark Knight and the Black Dragon do. I only know that the High Priest of the Church of Nature and the Dark Knight are irreconcilable. I will beat him to death when I return to Lundan."
"snort!"
"ha!"
Bang bang bang!
There was a knock on the door, and two golden-haired heads frowned at the same time. Xifei raised her hand and pointed, and Veronica went over to open the door with resentment.
There's no way around it. After all, she's my fiancé's mother, and we're not married yet, so I still have to do the superficial work.
After we get married, pour foot washing water into her cup!
Veronica opened the door and respectfully invited the guest in: "Saint Lady, are you here to see Teacher Senna again?"
In the past month, Anastasia has come to visit Senna every two or three days. Although it is called a visit, it is actually just for fun.
Don't mention it, I always leave satisfied.
Senna made no secret of her feelings for Wayne, even in front of her old friend and rival. Whenever Anastasia made a sarcastic remark, Senna laughed especially sweetly.
Yes, yes, yes, you are right. I am such a shameless woman.
Anastasia came again today, and Veronica guessed that she was here to watch the fun.
Otherwise, a magic puppet can't just come and eat for free.
"No, I'm here to see Wayne today."
"..." x2
Veronica was silent. She vaguely remembered that Xifei once whispered to her that the Saint of the Dark Church had feelings for Wayne and asked her to be careful.
Veronica was not prepared, and Senna alone made her exhausted, so she had no time to care about Anastasia. In addition, the latter almost never communicated with Wayne, and every time she was sarcastic, she was directed at Senna, so she was completely defenseless, and deep in her heart she still regarded her as her own.
Okay, okay, another one playing tricks.
Veronica rolled her eyes, probably because she was a little numb, and pointed in the direction of the basement and said, "Wayne is in there, and your good sister Teacher Senna is also here, waiting for you. Remember to set up a soundproof barrier and keep the noise down!"
What a huge resentment!
Anastasia secretly laughed. The little girl was quite cute. She couldn't help teasing her, "Wayne is your fiancé. He and Senna are staying in the same room. Aren't you angry?"
"It has nothing to do with you!"
Veronica turned and went back to the living room.
She was more than angry, she was extremely furious and furious. But what could she do? During this critical period when Wayne was attacking the Golden Mage, Senna was crucial, so she had to endure her anger.
So cute!
Anastasia didn't take Veronica's offense to heart. She nodded to Xifei and moved to the basement door at the end of the corridor.
After knocking twice gently on the door, Anastasia sensed the soundproofing barrier and stopped there waiting.
Five minutes later, the door opened.
Senna stood guard at the door with a serious face, pursed her lips, squinted her eyes and said: "Anastasia, what are you doing here? I don't have time to accompany you today. If you want to watch the fun, go to the Sun Knight. The Dark Knight is getting beaten!"
You talk so harshly!
Anastasia said nothing and silently took two steps back. Although the pheromones captured by the puppet were all false signals, she still sensed the lingering fragrance on Senna's lips.
For a moment, Anastasia was silent.
The knife of time is too cruel. It has cut off Senna's arrogance and cruelty, leaving her unrecognizable.
Before, she never dreamed that Senna would become like this.
"Speak?"
"Don't talk, it's disgusting."
Anastasia felt the stench coming towards her and took two steps back: "I'm here to find Mr. Wayne... Never mind, I'll wait for him at the Death Guardian. Remember to ask him to clean it up. I have a mysophobia."
"I've already cleaned it."
“…”
Crazy woman!
Anastasia turned and left. Hearing the faint smile behind her, she felt deeply sad for Senna's fall. In comparison, she still liked the rebellious Senna of the past.
…
The seal of death.
Perhaps it is because death corresponds to nature, and the styles of the sealed land guarded by the Death Knight and the land guarded by the Nature Knight are completely opposite.
This is a desolate and silent swamp wetland, with gloomy gray fog, pale and weak light, and deathly gloomy tones. Everything exudes a suffocating heaviness. It seems that even breathing becomes difficult when you step into it.
Death itself has no smell, but vision affects the sense of smell. Looking down from a high altitude, the entire Death Swamp is like a festering wound, flowing with gray pus and emitting a suffocating stench.
It smells so good!
Wayne walked through it and took a deep breath. The smell was great and it felt like he was back home.
With the help of the faint light, he found Anastasia at the edge of the black quagmire.
The quagmire was littered with dead branches and leaves, with occasional bubbles of mud rolling up and down. It looked so lifeless that it seemed as if Anastasia was looking in a mirror.
Wayne frowned. Anastasia was still alive, but he saw death in her, a relief that longed for death.
Big sister, there are still many beautiful things in life, don't be so negative.
Wayne tried to persuade Anastasia, but failed. Instead of continuing to waste time, he came behind her and kept a safe distance so as not to make the elegant lady feel uncomfortable.
"Your Excellency the Saint, are you looking for me?"
"Mr. Wayne, I'm sure Mr. Mura has already told you that I will assist you in guarding this place for a period of time in the future."
Anastasia turned around, her porcelain-white, stiff face was particularly creepy against the gloomy painting style, with a dark beauty that made one's scalp tingle.
She said, "Originally, the Death Knight was supposed to guard and seal this place, but he never came back, leaving behind only a small amount of divine power. I have learned the art of faith in death, so I can barely take his place."
"As expected of Her Excellency the Saint, you are so reliable."
Wayne nodded and said, "Have you ever seen the Death Knight, Saint?"
"No, the Death Knight left a long time ago."
You are so lucky that you can see it now, and it has a head.
After asking, Wayne learned about Anastasia's general situation. He couldn't help but sigh that this person played the role of a jack of all trades in the sealed land. She could be moved wherever she was needed and could be used anywhere.
First of all, Anastasia is the Saint of the Dark Church. She is powerful enough to barely replace the vacant Dark Knight.
Secondly, she has mastered a large number of divine arts of the Church of Death and can guard the Death Seal Land when necessary.
Finally, because she is not a chosen knight of God, there are no restrictions on her movements and she can freely enter and exit the frozen continent. If anything unusual happens in the foggy sea of Lendan, she can rush to put out the fire at the first time.
Although she failed to save him and even brought disaster upon herself, let's just say whether she could have saved him or not!
Waste has its uses. Anastasia made the body of a magic doll by herself. According to her self-introduction, it is called the Magic Doll, which is an independent branch of alchemy. Influenced by the progress of the discipline, it has a bright future.
The magic robot puppet possesses the power of three God-chosen Knights: Nature, Sun, and Moonlight. On the one hand, it can create a balance and protect Anastasia's mind. On the other hand, she can replace any of the God-chosen Knights at a critical moment.
He truly achieved the goal of working five jobs for one salary and was also happy to accept business trips assigned by the company.
She is so outstanding and has a strong sense of responsibility, which is no worse than the three knights of Mura.
Wayne spoke from the perspective of a pure passerby. If Anastasia is not the chosen one of Dark God, then the Dark Goddess must be blind. Compared with her plastic sister Senna, Anastasia is simply a saint.
Wayne has made up his mind that he wants to get all of Anastasia. He already has her body, and he will not let go of her mind either.
It’s not easy to die. You are a good person, so live on!
Maybe Wayne's eyes were a little creepy, Anastasia was quite unhappy, and reminded: "Mr. Wayne, Senna must have said something to you. She is crazy. I won't. I hope you can understand this."
"Honestly, I didn't understand."
"I won't be like Senna!"
“…”
I hope so!
Wayne sighed. This was the most conflicting point for him. He wanted Anastasia to survive, but he was also afraid that she would fall.
"Mr. Wayne, I'm glad you understand."
Anastasia stopped talking and did not continue the topic. She changed the topic and said, "The three knights are going to attack the land of the ancient gods behind the seal and separate the projection space from the frozen continent. It would be best if they succeed. If not, they must cut off Togugeye's awakening rhythm and make him fall into eternal sleep again."
"Mr. Mulla has stated these strategic intentions."
When Mura was telling the story, Wayne asked why the three chosen knights dared to lead the charge when it took the five goddesses working together to seal the powerful enemy, and he got a very simple answer.
First of all, Togugeye was still sealed, and not only was the seal broken, but his body was also dismembered, with many of its bodies transferred to other places.
Secondly, the five goddesses were not unable to kill Togugye, but they were worried about attracting the attention of the ancient gods, so they chose to seal him.
Any one of the goddesses has the power to expel Toguye, and since no one wants to be the first to step forward, they decide to do so together.
The last sentence is not Mura's original words. Wayne translated it and deleted the fancy words of praise, but the meaning is roughly the same.
The goddess is afraid of tentacle monsters!
Anastasia continued, "Although I have learned the art of death, I am not a death knight and cannot suppress this place with the power of death. At the critical moment, I need you to take over my body."
Back then, the Headless Horseman was still able to figure things out, and left behind a large amount of death energy to guard the seal. As time passed, only a limited amount of death energy remained in the guarded area.
Anastasia can control the death energy through divine magic, but cannot create it, so it can only be used as an initial defense. When the death energy dissipates, Wayne, the chosen one of the three gods, is needed to control the knight power in her body to achieve the effect of a stable seal.
Not seeking merit, but only defense.
"Mr. Mura also said these. I had a question at the time, but Mr. Mura did not answer me."
Wayne frowned and said, "Lady Saint, if I use the three divine powers in your body and you lose your balance, what will happen?"
"My mind will dissipate from imbalance and I will soon die."
Anastasia said without any sadness: "Don't worry, it will be a long wait for me soon. I can hold on for at least half a month, which is enough to assist you in completing the defense mission."
"Half a month is so long, you will be in a lot of pain, can you really hold on?"
"Okay, as long as I hold on to the end I'll be free."
“…”
Wayne shook his head repeatedly and let go of the last bit of grudge. He must let this man live.
"Mr. Wayne, the knights have left us with little time. It is very necessary for you to familiarize yourself with my body as soon as possible." Anastasia pulled open the black robe with both hands.
Inside the porcelain white shell, three magic stones shining with various colors are shining brightly, embedded in the chest of the magic robot doll in an equilateral triangle structure.
The three magic stones were extremely important and instantly attracted Wayne's attention. He took two steps forward and said, "The outer shell is a seal that blocks my perception of the knight's power. When I want to use it, I can just tear you apart, right?"
Anastasia did not reply. After using this body for sixteen years, she still had some emotions.
Wayne then realized that something was wrong: "I'm sorry, I have always treated you as a normal human being and just thought of this body as your magical prosthesis. I won't be so offensive next time."
Seeing that Anastasia didn't speak, Wayne rubbed his hands and said, "If you don't mind, I would like to study it in depth. I have no other intentions. I can't resist the temptation of magic."
Times have changed. The magic pistol cannot be considered an innovation, it can only be said to be in line with the times. The magic robot doll is a groundbreaking product of magic + technology.
As expected of Alchemy, the prostate has always been leading the times.
Anastasia acquiesced to Wayne's request and stood still, letting him do whatever he wanted. Wayne carefully disassembled and reassembled the things, as if he had received a large-sized figurine, with a gleam of humanity in his eyes.
Anastasia didn't say anything. The magic robot doll has the concept of touch. Although it is a false signal and not real, after sixteen years of boarding life, she has long been accustomed to converting signals into mental perception.
In other words, she could sense every time Wayne touched her, and her mind would respond differently depending on the severity of the touch.
However, disassembling and reassembling made her feel the pain of being torn apart.
Wayne didn't know all this, he only knew that Anastasia was very unlucky. Her original body had been studied repeatedly by him, and even after she moved to a new home, she was studied repeatedly by him again.
She's so pitiful. I will definitely compensate her in the future.
At this moment, a light curtain lit up in front of Anastasia.
Mura's face appeared in the light curtain. Because of the angle, Mura could only see the back of Wayne's head, squatting on the ** of the magic robot puppet.
However, Mura was still stunned for a moment, clenched his fist and coughed twice.
"Mr. Mura, do you want to practice swordsmanship today too?" Wayne stood up, still unsatisfied.
"Wayne, don't do such a rude thing. Anastasia probably didn't tell you that she can sense pain. If you tear her apart, it is equivalent to dismembering her while she is still alive." Mura said with a dark face.
"Ah, this?!"
Wayne's forehead was covered with sweat. He quickly got into his black robe, installed the disassembled parts one by one, and apologized to Anastasia repeatedly.
"Lord Mura, do you have any advice for me?" Anastasia asked.
"Well, let's talk about it later."
Mura raised his hands to cover his face. From his perspective, Wayne was hiding under Anastasia's skirt. He knew he was overthinking, but he still had to say something.
That’s too bad!
Equally bad is Anastasia's mental state. She is numb because she longs for relief, and her heart is dead.
Wayne finished assembling the pieces and emerged from his black robe, ashamed: "Sorry, I didn't know at first. It's my fault. I should have asked."
"You two should get to know each other. I have nothing else to do. I just came to take a look."
Mura looked at Anastasia with concern and said to Wayne, "Leo, Delain, and I are preparing to attack the projection space. You don't have much time left. Advance to the Gold Mage as soon as possible. Don't do anything unnecessary. Your mission is to hold on, not to attack."
"I understand." Wayne looked solemn.
When he learned of the battle plan, he guessed the intention of the three knights. It was hard to say what the situation was at the headquarters of the Sun and Moonlight Churches, but he could only say that the headquarters of the Natural Church was not worthy of Mura.
"Also, you know all about Anastasia's situation. If possible, don't let her be so bored..."
Mura felt sorry for him because he was so serious but he didn't know how to please the opposite sex. He heard from Delain that Wayne was very good at coaxing girls. Anastasia was the saint of the Dark Church. She was a little older, but she was undoubtedly a girl.
Mura hopes Wayne can make Anastasia happy in the remaining time she has, even if it's just a smile.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty the Saint will never be bored with me here." Wayne received the task and said he would definitely complete it.
Mura nodded and said to Anastasia, "Wayne is in your hands. He is not mature enough and may be impulsive. Remember to calm him down and not do stupid things at critical moments."
"Lord Mulla, I assure you that he will survive."
Coincidentally, I also have this promise!
Wayne looked at the stiff face of the magic robot puppet, his mind divergent, and he sensed his own mind amplifier outside the sealed area.
Yellow clothes, tentacles, paleness, and a beautiful body...
Just wait for the right time to return the item to its original owner.
The light curtain dissipated, Mura's figure disappeared, and he joined forces with Leo and Delain to go deep into the heart of the seal, looking for cracks in the projection space.
They had previously entered and divided Togugeye's body. At that time, the seal was still stable and Togugeye was in a deep sleep. He did not resist at all.
It's no longer possible now. I have to be careful with every step I take.
Moreover, the projection space projects the land of the ancient gods' followers, where there is not only Togugeye, but also other life forms.
Wayne studied the magic robot again, this time very gently, and occasionally made a few Frank jokes, trying to make the beauty smile.
The effect is just average.
…
On this day, the entire sealed land rumbled and trembled, and a deep and ancient whisper lingered like silk.
Passing through the endless void, through the heavy fog, reaching the ears of those who listen.
Outside the sealed area, the man in yellow was restless...
The decisive battle begins!
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