Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1134 - 395: Habit, is a Very Bad Habit_2

Chapter 1134: Chapter 395: Habit, is a Very Bad Habit_2

Battleship, Christian.

Wayne absorbed all the information from the Philosopher’s Stone, a one-time-use stone that becomes depleted after being used. He dismissed the others around him, and as his two secretaries watched in astonishment, his arm transformed into a pale cannon barrel.

"Boss, does this count as evolution?"

"Obviously, it’s one path of evolution..."

Wayne frowned, the cannon’s muzzle showing a desire to fire: "The Philosopher’s Stone shards can bestow Magic Power, my body has become mechanized, and the ammunition is constructed from thought and Magic Power. From this perspective, it does not deviate from the concept of a Mage."

Although it doesn’t deviate from the concept of a Mage, the destructive power of the Mechanized Armament far exceeds that of ordinary Mages. A few shots would easily shatter the Life Barrier of a Golden Mage.

Moreover, the Philosopher’s Stone shards seem to be inexhaustible, indicating Prussia’s superb military capabilities, frighteningly strong in wartime potential.

She could indeed steamroll across the entire God-chosen Continent.

"However, there’s also a weakness. Ordinary people transformed into Mechanized Armament lack sufficient Magic Power and have limited ammunition capacity; they can’t achieve endless loading. When it comes to the Air Force, tsk tsk, bombers still need to carry an extra fuel tank; surprisingly scientific."

Wayne mocked with his words but was well aware that this peculiar Philosopher’s Stone could corrupt a Devil’s Container, and changing a Golden Mage’s Essence of Life was not difficult at all.

Gold and Legendary Mages would be influenced by the Life Domain; the destructive power of their transformed war machines is imaginable. With ample Magic Power, just a few bombers could destroy all the military factories in Lundan.

Once aerial combat occurs, the result would be one-sided.

Conventional fighters piloted by normal soldiers could never match Mechanized Armament.

Naval battles aren’t even worth considering. The Windsor Royal Navy’s pitiable accuracy can’t compete with Prussia’s ship ladies.

"This stone must be destroyed!!"

Wayne resolved, considering both global peace and personal interest, he felt thankful for nature’s gift.

He opened the second box, it was still filled to the brim with shards of the Philosopher’s Stone.

"How many shards have they made? This thing should be scarce..."

"Boss, aren’t you going to consume these stones?"

"Believe it or not, it’s thought that even Angels could be corrupted," Wayne said, showing off the task document, although he himself didn’t believe it.

The Prussian Upper Echelons are overly optimistic, lacking understanding of the Demigod realm.

Heya and Dierda had already awakened, their bodies devoid of a Golden Triangle, like Hexuno and Mona, they were all at the Demigod level.

Using Demigods as materials to forge the Philosopher’s Stone, the chance of corrupting a complete Demigod was nearly zero.

Wayne wasn’t very hopeful, but since the plan was set this way and a report was requested, going through the motions was necessary.

Insinuating as much made everyone easier to manage.

"Let’s go to the basement."

...

Dungeon, dark room.

Wayne, accompanied by his two secretaries, found Heya, who was bound in chains. Seeing Wayne, she began to curse painfully.

"Stop cursing, stop cursing, for an Angel, you sure talk dirty; you’ve ruined the image of Heaven."

"..."x2

Why don’t I understand? x2

"Here’s the mission, it’s crucial, I hope you’ll cooperate."

Wayne opened the document case, his expression serious as he spoke to Heya: "Shards of the Philosopher’s Stone, capable of altering the Essence of Life in the Devil’s Container, allowing it to embark on a different evolutionary path..."

He flaunted his bulky cannon barrel, placing it right in front of Heya, turning The Walking Lust’s face dark.

After several days of Wayne’s "training," Heya’s thought process became extremely sensitive, highly suspicious of the damn Devil playing with colors.

"I hope you don’t take past offenses to heart, I was also validating Heaven’s honor. We Angels can’t be corrupted by the Seven Deadly Sins, once an Angel, always an Angel..."

"Babble babble...blurp blurp..."

Wayne stood on Heaven’s side, talked about a lot of principles, and commended Heya’s sacrifices. Regardless of whether she joined the experiment willingly, her contributions were undeniable and deserved to be remembered and revered by all Angels.

Clap clap clap! x3

As he spoke, Wayne led the applause, and his two secretaries cooperated by clapping along.

One big bastard, and two little ones!

Heya glared at the three of them, cursing loudly: "Woo woo woo, woo woo, woo woo woo..."

"Alright, alright, I’ll release you now. Look at you, you’ve drooled all over the floor."

Wayne gestured to unlock the restraints from Heya’s mouth, and with no more constraints, she was ready to spout invectives.

"Think carefully before you curse. Dare to speak a word, and you won’t get to talk today."

"..."

Heya’s tongue wobbled, sour and numb, her mouth devoid of the Bao Jiang wrapped orb, momentarily forgetting how to speak.

Bad habit, an extremely bad habit!

Seeing her behaving, Wayne waved his hand and released the chains, allowing her to move freely for a moment.

Heya moved her limbs a bit, lunged towards Wayne in a healthy stride, and threw a punch straight in his face.

Wayne raised his cannon barrel, and Heya’s arm went straight into it.

She was struck by a moment of clarity, recalling the image of a Demon God slamming down a Giant Dragon, and turned to perform a shoulder throw.

"Heh!"

Failed to throw.

"Ha!"

"..."x4

"En garde."

Wayne stayed immobile, and pointed like a sword at Heya’s waist, a sour and numb pain washing over her body. The Walking Lust, trembling and shivering, retreated to one side.

Despite the angry look in her eyes, she finally calmed down.

"Devil, just you wait, once I’m free, I’ll make you pay."

"Save it, by then I’ll have awakened. Would you dare?" Wayne raised an eyebrow.