Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1106 - 388 The Walking Lust

Chapter 1106: Chapter 388 The Walking Lust

"Betting on it!!"

Heya clenched her teeth and uttered between her breaths.

She had already awakened, reclaimed her true name from Heaven, merged memories, and retrieved her power.

Although she still needed more time to fully reclaim it, she had no idea how far ahead of Wayne she was, but Wayne had used an Incomplete Philosopher’s Stone to transform into a Devil and fight her, which was borrowed power, making the gap even greater.

In short, the advantage is mine!

"Deal is a deal, no going back."

"That’s my line, don’t go back on your word if you lose!"

"Haha, go ask around in Lundan, who doesn’t know about my honesty, even Devils would give the middle finger upon hearing it." Wayne was quite proud, not one to gain a reputation for honesty undeservedly.

Heya’s chest hurt, and she didn’t want to hear Wayne’s polluting noise. She pointed her long spear forward and led the Giant Dragon to roar and charge.

The two were less than a hundred meters apart, and the Giant Dragon reached Wayne with a burst of speed, its ferocious maw opened wide and bursting with Holy Flame, a straight beam of light gushed down.

Rosy flames swept the sky, illuminating the waves of the azure sea and sky.

In the strong light, the figure of the Black-winged Devil raised its Longsword in defense, and as the black triangular Shield shattered, it turned to ashes scorched by the approaching flames.

Flecks of afterglow flickered, Wayne’s figure appeared above the head of the Giant Dragon, he swung his Greatsword in a full circle, speeding down towards Heya.

Petty tricks!

Heya thought disdainfully, such straightforward attacks showed no tactical sophistication. If Wayne were out of tactics, he could always turn to Holy Light Magic, She didn’t care how Wayne’s size changed during the battle; after all, his character was clear.

What one lacks, they cannot force!

The Heaven Holy Spear swirled the Holy Flame skyward, and with Heya’s arm thrust forward, a terrifying power dragged space to open a bright curtain visible to the naked eye.

At the spear’s tip, a dazzling point of the Angel’s Golden Rule condensed.

When the spear touched the sword blade, on one side was the sacred glint of gold, and on the other the sinful dark gleam. The Golden Rule and the Seven Deadly Sins were distinctly separated, and after a brief stalemate, neither could overcome the other.

Heya let out a soft exclamation, indeed, Wayne had too many Seven Deadly Sins under his control.

If it wasn’t for the Pope’s firm assurances, upon encountering such a person on the road, she would have taken him for a Devil, and without a second word, killed first and judged later.

Wait, could he actually be a Devil?

A tight pang hit Heya’s heart, and upon reflection, whether Wayne was an Angel had always been guaranteed by the Pope, Archibald, Kel, and others, based on the Golden Rule Bible.

It’s not that the Golden Rule Bible was unreliable, nor that Wayne’s guarantors were all oddities unworthy of trust, but seeing is believing.

Heya had never seen Wayne use Holy Light Magic, all she’d seen was him performing the Seven Deadly Sins Melody of Hell, acting just like a real Devil. Even Angels couldn’t tell real from false, so...

Is there a possibility that the real Wayne is dead, and this one is an impostor?

A Devil discovered the Reincarnated Angel Wayne, and in the critical moment of his awakening, attacked and murdered him, then took on Wayne’s appearance to masquerade as the Reincarnated Angel, unable to fake the Stigmata and the Eye of Judgment, thus using brilliant combat achievements to deceive all.

All those Devils repelled by Wayne were fake, performing in cahoots with Wayne in this act!

Heya’s heart sank; she wasn’t a dark-minded Angel, but she had to be cautious as this matter was of great importance, after all...

This creature was exactly like a Devil, speaking of Pride with one breath and Lust with the next, thrown into Hell, even Devils wouldn’t recognize him.

The more Heya thought about it, the more sense it made. Her spear countered the down-thrusting Black Greatsword, her voice cold: "You, are you a Devil?"

"What’s the hurry, The Walking Lust, you haven’t won yet!"

"No, what I mean is..."

Heya laid out her suspicions: "You are a Devil masquerading as a Reincarnated Angel, and those Devils you chased out of the Mortal World are all in on your act!"

Wayne: (・˘_˘・)

He didn’t speak; he heard the grumblings of the Devil investors around him.

It was not cursing him, but cursing Heya.

"Why so silent, did I guess correctly?"

"No f**k to give, I’ll give you a gesture to figure out on your own." Wayne’s free hand clenched into a fist.

Under Heya’s puzzled gaze, he slowly raised his middle finger.

"Vulgar, you really are a Devil!" Heya roared in anger.

"Degenerate, you really are Lust!"

Wayne’s voice was louder; the Greatsword trembled slightly, avoiding the Spear’s tip, sliding along the shaft, its wings beat rapidly as it aimed for Heya’s shoulder.

The Greatsword’s strike was forceful and heavy, tearing through the wind with a roar.

If this strike hit, at the very least, Heya would be left with an open heart, at worst, with a missing arm.

Even a graver outcome; if the Golden Rule failed against the Seven Deadly Sins and became tainted with the Darkness of Hell, then she really would become the Walking Lust in the Mortal World.

Heya’s combat experience was vast, facing the incoming Greatsword, she flapped her wings to retreat while lifting a single hand, her delicate fingertips dispersing specks of golden light, and a Metal Glove covered her palm, firmly catching the Black Greatsword.

The Greatsword’s dark light surged, its deeply sinful toxins attacking, all blocked by the Metal Glove, unable to soil Heya’s sacred body.

The Metal Glove then extended up Heya’s arm, covering shoulders, chest and back, dressing her in a sci-fi white Armor.

White with golden patterns, and straight golden power lines crisscrossing, matching the Giant Dragon’s armor below.

The Armor wrapped Heya entirely, and on the Face Armor two golden patterns blossomed, and three vertical lines extended from the eyelids down on both sides, the wings’ area also covered by broad armor, numerous metal feathers unfurling, their golden light severe, casting a chill.

So cool!

Seeing the streamlined Metal Angel, Wayne pulled out his Greatsword to leave, looked at his own body, and silently thought ’transform’.