"There were some issues with the plan, I hope you don't mind."
Wayne stood behind Ronie and looked at the hazy figure opposite him: "Ronie, I saw the knights at the door. You must be tired after fighting so many games. Let me take over."
As he spoke, Wayne channeled the energy that flowed into Ronye's body into himself, licked it with the Book of Greed, and transformed it into the most fundamental information.
The universe is all matter, matter is all energy, and energy is information.
From the macroscopic universe to the smallest blades of grass and trees, everything is a complex of information, including humans. The more information we receive, the more powerful our energy becomes.
This is evolution, evolution is learning.
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Rone was slightly stunned, not understanding what was happening. He only knew that he could not understand Wayne.
"Be careful, he is the Destroyer of Nature, the Gravitational Butterfly Jubian."
Ronye smiled and shook his head, feeling that young people can always create miracles. He was already an old man. He waved his death energy to push away Zhubian in front of him, then took two steps back and left the battlefield.
"Who are you?"
Zhu Bian looked at Wayne who was disrupting the situation in confusion, and thought of something, and asked tentatively: "You are the dark subordinate god, and she has trained a thug without telling anyone?"
"No, the goddess who raised me is called Nature. You may not believe it, but Lord God, I am the High Priest of the Oracle of the Church of Nature."
Wayne pointed out one of his identities. It was inconvenient to explain the five-family slave identity in detail, so he did not explain it in detail. He looked at the energy body in front of him curiously.
Zhubian is composed of a large number of gorgeous light-spotted butterflies, which change colors every moment with the rhythm of breathing. It may be bright red and golden in the previous second, and cold and deep blue and dark purple intertwined in the next second.
The wings of each disc were filled with clearly organized energy patterns, and every slight flap of the wings would cause a tiny and chaotic energy vortex.
Take advantage of the situation and accumulate little to make a lot; use small to gain big and accumulate water to form an abyss.
The butterfly of gravity is like a black hole of energy, which affects the overall situation with tiny changes and invisibly weaves a storm that is about to sweep away everything.
Wayne felt jealous, this was a powerful subordinate god who mastered rules and information similar to "probability".
The last subordinate god who mastered the rules was the Doom Spider Grieu, whom Wayne had just pinned to the ground and rubbed. After tumbling his ancient silver coins, Wayne had never lost at the poker table.
Likewise, Austin, who holds the ancient silver coin, is extremely lucky and has success in business.
For this type of information, the Book of Greed stores it in a simple and crude way, without any eye-catching details, and directly integrates it into the cover of the book.
Wayne didn't really understand before why, after drinking the same cup of wine, some information entered the eye while some information was integrated into the cover. After eating more and summarizing his experience, he gradually understood a little bit.
Furthermore, information like rules may sound noble, but it is not exclusive to gods. Many demigods and even demigod creations possess similar information, such as the most common "power", which exists in a common form, and dragon bloodlines are even born with it.
It is very advanced, but it is right next to us; it is very common, but few people can play with it in any way.
"Gulp!"
Wayne swallowed, stared at the colorful dancing energy body in front of him with saliva, took a deep breath, and was intoxicated.
Dear God, you smell so good!
Locked in Wayne's lustful eyes, Zhu Bian felt a palpitation in his heart, as if he was facing a super predator at the top of the food chain.
It was not an illusion, he saw the desire to eat people in the lustful eyes.
Suddenly, Zhu Bian understood, and butterflies rushed around him, and he suddenly rose to three meters high: "The third god cultivated by darkness is called Devourer, it is you!"
"Thank you, High Priest of the Oracle of the Church of Nature."
Wayne corrected them, saying that this group of people were stubborn and had their own opinions and didn't listen to what others said at all.
He raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth: "I have a lot of questions to ask you, such as why the God of Nature appeared in the underworld. Everyone is busy, so I won't waste time talking now. Wait until I help you to be decent before asking questions."
boom!
The residual light flashed for a moment, and countless energy light butterflies scattered and separated, gathering ten meters away to reconstruct into a human form.
The size shrunk slightly, and after the last butterfly returned to its place, it shrunk from three meters to two and a half meters.
"Devourer..."
Zhu Bian felt a chill in his heart. He had heard of the Devourer, but he had never imagined that the Devourer's ability was so terrifying. It swallowed up all his energy in one encounter. If it happened a few more times, wouldn't he be eaten up without leaving anything?
Zhu Bian turned around and was about to flee the underworld, but when he saw the Palace of Eternity and thought about his mission, he gritted his teeth and gave up the idea of escaping. He spread out his five fingers, moved the space, and wantonly tamped with the gravity around Wayne.
Under the influence of the complex energy field, Wayne's body instantly lost its shape.
Half of its body was stuck to the ground like mud, another quarter was suspended in the air, and another quarter was twisted into a spiral spear. The center of the connection looked like a lump of pale cheese with its threads pulled apart.
Crash!
The white foam squirmed, and several white lines stretched out, crossing the space and appearing beside Zhu Bian, crossing and piercing his body to pieces.
“Hehehehe——”
On the surface of the pale tentacles, pale mouths opened up, and more tentacles rushed out, catching the fleeing light butterflies: "Don't think about running away. It's true that you have the authority of the Underworld, but the authority I hold is far greater than yours. You can't fight me. Without my consent, you can never leave the Underworld in your life."
After a brief contact, Zhu Bian's energy body dimmed rapidly, and 90% of the dancing butterflies were gone.
I can't beat him, I'm totally no match for him!
“…”
Rone stood not far away, touching his bald head, with question marks flickering in the white light in his eyes. The battle was very dangerous, so dangerous that if Wayne was not paying attention, Jubian would be unharmed.
So, why did it turn out like this?
It's only been two months since we last saw each other. What happened to make Wayne look so weird?
Is this also the goddess' arrangement?
"Hey, this... is this a void life form?"
When Grieu stepped into the twelfth floor and saw the abnormally shaped Wayne, he felt terrible. Sene, who came with him, also stood there in a daze.
This time, Seigne immersed himself in the atmosphere and thought about the same question as Grieu and Ronnie.
What a weird Death Knight, is this also the Goddess's mission? x3
Crash!
Waves of white foam surged, enveloping Zhubian from all sides. Pale whirlpools twisted and gathered, forming a white tornado on the spot.
After the wind stopped, a pale humanoid creature covered with hyperplastic tissue stood there.
It is over two meters tall, with limbs that are thick and thin and completely asymmetrical. There are no facial features on its bald head. A human face suddenly bulges out in the chest area, and there are traces of struggle on the hands, as if something is trying to escape from inside.
"Gulp!" x3
The three onlookers stepped back together and helped to make the sound effect of swallowing.
Soon, all traces of Jubian's struggle disappeared, white foam began to wriggle, and Wayne returned to his human form, wearing a black suit, a white shirt, and his hair combed neatly back, dressed like a social elite.
He raised his hand and inserted it into his chest, pulled out a piece of arm, dragged a naked figure out of his body, and threw it to the ground.
Man, or woman.
His face is delicate, and his facial features are three-dimensional and harmonious, with both feminine softness and masculine heroism. He has a slender figure, no obvious muscle lines, and his skin is the kind of cold white that has not seen the sun for a long time.
No Adam's apple, flat chest, **...
Nothing.
"If I'm not mistaken, he should be the creation of the goddess of nature..."
Wayne frowned and muttered, "The question is, is it him or her? The World War II hasn't even finished yet, but the version has been refreshed. Isn't that a bit ahead of time?"
Ronye took two steps forward, looked at the unconscious Zhubian, waved his hand and condensed a large sword of death energy: "He is a natural creation from God, he will not betray nature, and we can't get any information from him if we keep him alive, so just kill him and you won't have to worry about it."
"Ronye, how can you assume Jubian's gender? You will be bullied..."
Wayne raised his hand to suppress the greatsword, stopped talking halfway, and changed his words: "Damn, I almost forgot that you are also in the minority. This wave is a magic bombardment, and it can't rush you at all."
Ronye didn't understand what Wayne was saying at all, so he dispersed the Death Sword and said, "Wayne, are you going to keep this prisoner?"
"Well, creations are common, but creations from God are rare, not to mention the rare Gravity Butterfly. This thing should be able to sell for a lot of money."
Wayne nodded and said, "The Nether Country has been at war recently, and it is a time when everything needs to be rebuilt. The goddess cannot pay for this. When the time comes to rescue the people, we will make a lot of money from her."
"This is the underworld. Energy and matter can be converted freely. Materials are meaningless here." Ronye reminded kindly.
"It doesn't matter. The money for reconstruction must be paid for!"
"Okay, if you insist."
Ronye didn't waste any words and turned to look at Grieu and Seigne: "Wayne, what's the matter with these two traitors? They surrendered and escaped punishment after learning that the goddess was about to awaken?"
"Hey, who are you calling a traitor? I advise you not to talk nonsense!"
Grieu strode forward, his face full of dissatisfaction: "Undercover, do you understand? I am acting as a traitor under the oracle of the goddess. Take back what you just said and apologize to the loyalists quickly."
"snort!"
Seine snorted coldly, then stood side by side with Grieu, glaring at Ronnie and demanding an apology.
Trying to infiltrate the undercover team.
The effect was average, but Grieu was not tolerant of it. He walked away from Seny with a look of disgust: "What are you doing, you traitor? Are you an undercover agent? Just stand next to me!"
Saine's face turned alternately blue and white, his sarcasm was extremely harsh, and he looked at Wayne with gritted teeth.
Seek comfort.
Immediately, right away, say a few words quickly.
"Ronye, the situation is like this. Remember I analyzed it with you before..."
Wayne pointed at Grieu and said, "He is indeed one of us, acting as an undercover agent according to the oracle. Don't hurt the hearts of the loyalists."
"As for your sister, Sene..."
Facing Senye's hopeful gaze, Wayne stroked his chin and said, "She also received an oracle. The goddess hopes that she will become the next Lord of Death. She looks down on Griu, Xizoun, and you, so she rebelled very hard. Under my big stick education, she repented and voluntarily handed over the authority of the kingdom of God. Now she is one of us."
"But she rebelled after all." Ronye insisted.
Griu nodded. A traitor is a traitor. If even traitors can be cleansed, what is the point for loyal people to remain loyal?
"I am not qualified to judge the actions of a god, let alone whether she is right or wrong. Let the goddess decide," said Wayne.
"Is this true? Why don't I believe it?"
Grieu refused to give in. He took two steps forward and pointed at his own eyes and said, "I'm not blind. I saw clearly that the other traitor, Xizoun, died in an instant. You just think that Sene is pretty. Take my advice. This woman is not worthy of you. Don't help her beg for mercy in front of the goddess."
A pair of big eyes stared in front of him, and Wayne felt itchy and couldn't help but raised his scissor hands and poked over.
"Ah! Eyes, my eyes!!"
Grieu rolled on the ground in pain, his cheerful appearance was in stark contrast to the tranquility that death represented.
"Stop acting. I didn't even try hard."
"No, I'm really blind."
"I won't refute that. You are indeed blind. What do you mean by Xizon died in an instant, and Seine was spared death because of his good looks. You make me sound like a pervert."
Wayne snorted twice, ignoring Grieu who was still making trouble, and said to Ronie: "This is probably the situation. I defeated and captured Seine on the eighth floor. She woke up in time and only wanted to apologize to the goddess..."
"I met Griu on the sixth floor. He was an undercover agent. We fought casually and then he surrendered..."
"On the outskirts of the eleventh floor, just now, Xizon was a staunch rebel, and I couldn't persuade him to come back and slay the dragon."
“…”
Ronye remained silent. He wanted to say something, such as why it was so fast, but he didn't know where to start.
I should have told you earlier that you are so powerful. Why are you trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain and use the tactic of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west? It would have been much better if you could team up and defeat us in one go.
Now, after all the operations, he had nothing to do except hurry on his way.
After thinking about it, Wayne actually said it and tried to show him his boxing strength by sparring, but was rejected.
"Ronye, say something!"
"I was...too arrogant."
Ronye shook his head repeatedly. He was a person with too high moral standards. He would only take the responsibility on himself and would not push it onto others.
"I think so."
Wayne nodded and added: "I mentioned Griu to you in the Great Tomb. If you had contacted him, your situation in the Kingdom of God would not be so passive."
Ronye smiled bitterly and shook his head. It takes capital to prove a guess. Wayne has the capital and dares to confront Griew head-on, but he can't. He can't defeat the subordinate god who has the authority of the underworld. He doesn't have the confidence and doesn't dare to make this bet.
He had to be cautious in the situation at that time.
"Now is not the time to talk about this. It's time to wake up the goddess." Griu reminded.
As he spoke, he waved eight black straps, tied up the genderless Zhubian like a dumpling, and threw him out of the twelfth floor, leaving him to be closely guarded by the demigods waiting outside the door.
Zhu Bian was rubbed by Wayne and was unable to maintain his energy form. His mind was severely damaged and he would not wake up in a short time.
It doesn't matter if he wakes up. The Lost Prison has no shortage of sealing methods. The Goddess of Nature is unwilling to spend money, so Zhubian will have to live in the small room for the rest of his life.
The Temple of Eternity is not a single building, but a series of temples. It is all black in color, and each wall is carved with delicate and complex patterns and symbols, symbolizing the final destination of the soul.
Wayne and his three companions walked into a hall and passed through a long and deep corridor. They didn't know how long they had walked before a huge black door slowly opened at the end of the corridor.
Behind the door is the vast main hall. Star-like lights hang on the towering dome, as if the farthest galaxy in the night sky is flowing here, illuminating this space that does not belong to the living.
In the center, a black lake representing the waters of the Styx is tranquil, with a white marble paved path extending to the center of the lake.
The plain black throne was empty, and behind it stood a black crystal-like diamond-shaped coffin.
Like the Black Sea outside the temple, the black lake is covered with dense green plants, and the throne and even the crystal coffin exude a green atmosphere.
The alternation and blending of death and nature constitute a cycle of life in a sense.
Wayne frowned as he watched this scene and muttered, "I don't understand what the goddess is thinking. If everything is within her plan, what does nature's message mean? Should we trim the grass on the grave before waking her up?"
No familiar insects responded.
Wayne turned around and saw that Grieu, Rone and Seine were standing far away and did not follow him.
"Why are you standing so far away?"
"That is the goddess' throne. We are not qualified to get close to it." Griu replied.
"What are you saying? If you were not close to the throne and the goddess, how did you seize the authority of the kingdom of God?" Wayne sneered.
"That was then, and now is now. How can it be the same?"
Grieu shrugged and closed the net. It would be disrespectful to do so at this time and would only make himself uncomfortable.
"A group of insects..."
Wayne looked at the three people standing at the door of the temple. Not only did Griu and Seigne not dare to approach the throne, but you, Ronnie, a guy without thick eyebrows but big eyes, also retreated. I really misjudged you.
Wayne grumbled in his heart, he didn't understand Ronye's hardship at all. All the latter's efforts were in vain, he felt it made no difference whether he was there or not. He felt speechless in front of the goddess, so she let Wayne walk in front.
When the goddess opened her eyes, there was only Wayne in front of her, and she could tell at a glance who was the most loyal and meritorious minister.
"But if you don't come over, I don't know how to wake up the goddess!"
"..." x3
There was three silences. This question was beyond the scope and they didn't know the answer.
"Forget it, I'll study it myself!"
Wayne quickly walked around the throne and faced the diamond-coffin behind the throne, which was just in the blind spot of Ronye and the other two, making it very convenient for him to perform some unspeakable operations.
In the translucent black diamond-shaped column, the goddess of death with long silver hair stood and slept.
"It turns out that these are not sit-ups while lying down, but pull-ups while standing. I take back what I said before, I misunderstood the goddess."
Wayne looked closely at Aztimo in front of him. Strictly speaking, this was the first goddess he had ever seen.
Idenis doesn’t count.
Even though Dark often gets into trouble, her skills become more and more proficient, and she often attends the silver parties organized by Wayne, but she has never appeared in her true form and has been using Anastasia and Vichy's accounts.
And every time they force themselves to log in, eat and drink their fill, pat their stomachs and leave, leaving the mess behind without even cleaning it up. They have absolutely no manners at all.
The sleeping Aztimé had her eyebrows and eyes gently closed, her long eyelashes were as soft as gray velvet, her facial features were delicate and exquisite, and there was a faint smile on the corners of her mouth.
She was wearing a robe woven as if from the night sky, flowing with the luster of stars, deep and bright. The edges of the robe were outlined with complex totems with fine white lines. With the rhythm of breathing, the starlight and totems resonated with the green vines wrapped around the crystal coffin.
The goddess's silver hair floats in the air, her robe flutters, and a few strands of hair are interspersed in the translucent crystals, as if the pause button was pressed the moment she entered the water. The tranquil scene transcends the constraints of time and is eternally frozen in this scene, presenting an indescribable solemn beauty.
"She does look somewhat similar to Sine. When standing together... Sine looks more like a sister."
Wayne has no faith, so he cannot perceive the unique temperament of the goddess, nor can he feel the inviolable sacredness.
He rubbed his hands together, brushed away the vines that were wrapped around the prismatic crystal, placed his five fingers on the crystal, and injected his thoughts into it.
Empty.
The empty body has only a very small part of the mind inside. Because of the deep sleep, this part of the mind is still and has reached a state of eternal tranquility.
Undisturbed and undisturbed, Wayne tried to coil it into his own shape, but failed because this part of his mind was eternal and unchangeable.
"As expected of a goddess, I can't do anything to you even when you're asleep..."
Wayne raised his eyebrows, indicating that it was not a big problem.
He might not be able to pollute the Aztimo in the underworld, but the Aztimo outside the underworld was already in his shape. He only needed to mix it into a paste to completely dye the Aztimo into a pale color.
Wayne no longer cared about what Death’s plan was, how far she had come, what her nature was, whether she was a good woman or a bad woman. He let go of his previous insistence and took the initiative to pollute his mind.
The thoughts sealed in his right eye flowed into the prismatic crystal along Wayne's palm and successfully returned to Aztimo's body. The originally undisturbed thoughts now turned pale little by little along with "himself".
The speed is very slow.
Wayne narrowed his eyes slightly, his five fingers melted, and his own thoughts poured in along with Aztimo's thoughts, frantically changing Aztimo's body, forcibly transforming it into his own shape.
At the same time, he went all out to mobilize the power of the Underworld, injecting the Pale Sea into the space of the twelfth floor of the Underworld, transforming the Kingdom of God from the inside out.
Because of the power of the Underworld, everyone's perception was blocked, and no one noticed that the Underworld was undergoing earth-shaking changes.
Ronye and the other two standing at the entrance of the hall were unaware of this either. They firmly believed that Wayne, the hero who saved the underworld, was currently transforming the goddess and the kingdom of God.
Especially for Rone and Seine, in a sense, Aztimo can be regarded as their mother.
He knew nothing and stood outside the temple watching the door, on guard against any sudden troublemakers, and from time to time he glanced in the direction of the throne with anticipation.
Finished? Why is it so slow? x3
Half an hour later, Wayne wiped the white foam dripping from his forehead, looked at the work in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.
It's already in his shape.
Aztimo did not wake up, and Wayne could not wake him up. The dead mind was like Sukla on the sofa. No matter what you say, I just can't get up.
"There are still gaps that need to be filled..."
Wayne guessed the prerequisite for Aztimo to wake up, waved his hand and pulled out the shadow nightmare from the void, and with the help of the authority of the Kingdom of God and the coordinate channel provided by Idenis, he locked onto the Wayne House of Lundan in the Chosen Continent and threw the shadow nightmare over.
In the back garden of Wayne's house, the black cat Monica was walking in the grass, sniffing here and there, half-squatting on her hind legs, with a serious face and starting the skimming mode.
Suddenly, the shadow nightmare broke through the void and landed steadily beside Monica.
The black cat's fur stood up on the spot, and the stick that was sticking out of its head retracted immediately. Before it could run a few steps, a hand stretched out from the void, accurately pinched the back of Fate's neck, picked up Monica and disappeared into the back garden.
At the same time, Yulia, who was waiting for Monica in the sewer, raised his head and looked through the layers of space in the direction of the shadow nightmare.
Purple magic flames spewed out of her mouth and nose, opened the transmission channel and jumped in.
Abin: “…”
What happened? We were supposed to wait for Monica to come and continue playing hide-and-seek, why did it end?
…
Outside the hall, the three guards heard the black cat screaming and the horse snorting, and looked in the direction of the throne curiously.
There is a blind spot in my vision and I can't see anything. Out of respect for the goddess, I dare not use my thinking to perceive.
"Yulia..."
The familiar snorting sound made Ronye extremely excited. His two big bony legs felt itchy and he wanted to find something to ride on.
Too bad I can't ride it.
The goddess's thoughts that reside in his body have been entrusted to Wayne. Riding the goddess's incarnation without the goddess's thoughts is an unjustifiable blasphemy from any perspective.
The only one who is qualified to ride Yulia now is Wayne.
"Ronye, I heard the sound of a horse. Could it be that... you also have the incarnation of the goddess in your possession?" Grieu asked curiously.
Ronye nodded. "I was given a warhorse by the goddess for my outstanding achievements. Her name is Yulia. Like the black cat you sent to the human world, she is also the incarnation of the goddess."
“Ah, this…”
Griew raised his hand tremblingly: "You, and Wayne, did you ride the goddess?"
"No, the goddess's mind was still residing in my body at that time, so it wasn't an offense to the goddess!"
Ronye insisted on his own opinion. The goddess rode on herself and he was just a shelf to host the goddess' thoughts. That was all. Don't think too much about it.
Griu curled his lips and said nothing more.
He sent the black cat incarnation of the goddess into the human world. Monica became the pet cat of the Landau family. The poop scooper was Megan, and the Landau family were professional cat petters.
Willy and Chris are also big cat lovers.
Considering the quality of the Landau family, Sphy and Veronica of the Church of Nature, the Dark Knight Austin, the visiting Sun Knight Willy, and Chris, a member of the Moonlight Church, the incarnation of the Goddess on earth has been turned into a fluid by the pagans.
Rone just rode the goddess, and he, Griu, personally sent the goddess to a group of pagans. If this topic continues to be discussed, it would be bad for Rone and even worse for him.
Griu didn't want to do that either. The Underworld was too dangerous. With Sine in front and Xizoun behind, it was not safe to leave the incarnation of the goddess in the Underworld. After much thought, he decided that the copy in the Chosen Continent would be safer.
Sene: (_)
What incarnation of the goddess, what goddess's thinking, you seem to be talking about some very high-end topics, can you talk about some that she can also join in?
"Bah, traitor!"
Griew raised his hand and hooked it around Ronye's shoulder. He winked at Seigne and said sarcastically, "Among the three of us, there is one person who has neither been possessed by the goddess nor entrusted by the goddess to look after her avatar. Guess who she is?"
Seine raised his hand to cover his aching heart and glared at Grieu to shut him up.
"Congratulations, you got it right, that person is you!" Griu laughed.
"Be quiet, Wayne is doing something very important, don't disturb him."
Ronye pushed the arm off his shoulder, and was indifferent to the eccentric Grieu, and even colder to his sister Seine.
I don't like Grieu because of my incompatible personalities, but it's even simpler to hate Seine, a traitor doesn't deserve sympathy or forgiveness.
Behind the throne in the temple, Wayne began the final step to awaken Aztimo.
"Rise up, my goddess!"
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