Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1185 - 408: Elemental Mantra is just a hammer!

Chapter 1185: Chapter 408: Elemental Mantra is just a hammer!

Naturalism Church, Paris Division Headquarters.

Four priests left the High Priest’s Office one after another, puzzled about why Sang Lan was so furious today, calling them into the office just to scold each of them for being Insectoids without any evidence.

Though they were indeed Insectoids, that wasn’t the point; the point was that he accused them without any evidence, without any reason, which was somewhat unreasonable.

The four priests did not realize that the moment they stepped into the office, they entered the Life Force Field; their senses manipulated and subsequently subjected to a thorough health check.

"As far as the health check results go, The Church in the Paris District is still safe, its governing elite has not been controlled by the Devil..."

Wayne sat behind his office desk analyzing, his fingertips lightly tapping on the table: "It should be a top-down control, starting with the High Priest and then eroding the priests, pastors, down to the most basic level of deacons."

Proceeding step by step, playing it safe.

"According to this speculation, not only the Heavenly Father’s Court, but the Sun and Moonlight Churches have also fallen, so it’s still necessary to make a trip there; leaving them be is ultimately a hidden danger."

The number of followers of the Sun and Moonlight Churches is far less than that of the Heavenly Father’s Court; in fact, all three organizations combined from the Life Alliance do not compare to the Heavenly Father’s Court.

But it’s still a staggeringly large number; if the Devil were to use them for a sacrifice...

Wayne stood up, deciding to visit the two churches.

He instructed Isabella to go back to the hotel directly, to pack his and Mona’s luggage and move it to the Division Headquarters while asking Sang Lan to clean up the office’s resting room, to change the sheets and blankets for new ones.

The bed in the resting room was too big; worrying he might get lost when he woke up the next day, he decided to take Mona with him, so they could be lost together if need be.

After taking a few steps, Wayne noticed Sang Lan closely following him and raised an eyebrow: "What, you also want to make progress?"

Sang Lan shook her head repeatedly; she greatly admired the Naturalist Knight but admiration ≠ dedication, and she had no such thoughts. She followed Wayne because she was worried about encountering the Devil.

Wayne had said before that both Uri and Givenchy had been turned into minions by the Devil, the Devil’s plot was grand, and in a few days, it would come to get her, to coerce or to seduce her, from which she could not escape.

Only by staying by Wayne’s side could she ensure her own safety.

"Tsk, tsk, quite bold of you to treat the Naturalist Knight as your own bodyguard, and for free at that; seems like you don’t have a clue!" Wayne looked at Sang Lan as if joking.

"Knight Lord, I just paid you," Sang Lan said helplessly.

On her first day meeting Wayne, she suffered a blow to her thinking, her body was languid, and even her wallet was emptied.

Years of Insectoids went up in flames, and she lost all motivation, couldn’t help but want to give up and, like Saina and Isabella, cling to the high branches of the Naturalist Knight.

This thought was just that, a thought; although Sang Lan lacked morals, she had some shame, hated women who sold their looks, and did not want this boomerang to come back to her.

Moreover, she could tell that Wayne didn’t like her very much, his words full of dislike, self-offering to share his bed would likely become an embarrassed piece of history if misunderstood, triggering his great mockery.

Maybe she would even get beaten up.

Too hard!

"Nonsense, is that your money? That’s The Church’s money, it’s dirty money!" Wayne stood on the moral high ground and severely rebuked Sang Lan.

Sang Lan was criticized without any fight left in her, said in self-destruction: "It is indeed dirty money, but that’s what the higher-ups wanted; if I don’t take it, how can Lord Saina take it, and if Lord Saina doesn’t take it, how can you take it, and if you don’t take it, how can Lord Saina and I advance?"

"Oh, you do have a big-picture view!"

Wayne raised his eyebrows and suddenly clenched his fist.

Sang Lan rolled her eyes, stepped forward, and proactively extended her head, waiting to be hit.

Wayne smoothed his hair and looked at the stinking salted fish in front of him with no words, giving her a slap, leaving behind a wriggling tentacle of Little Octopus.

"This is the power of Life, a part of myself; you do what you need to do every day, and it will protect you when you encounter the Devil."

"This..."

Sang Lan was all set to be hit, never expecting that Wayne would really be willing to protect her.

Does he like me?

No, that’s not right, he’s probably just lusting for a body, just like Isabella, looking to change it up when he’s bored.

"I dislike you mainly for two reasons: your skill in embezzling money and your ignorance and Pride in the face of dealing with the Devil," Wayne said.

There is no need to go into the Insectoids here; among those he knew in power, such as Austin, Saina, and himself included, were all unmistakable Insectoids, never shy of burning warehouses.

In Austin’s words, the field of power is filthy, and burning warehouses is a mark of fealty; if you want to climb up, you must first let the big leader grasp your weak spot. Only with something on you will the big leader heavily rely on you.

As you can imagine, the further down the chain, the more frequent the warehouse fires will become.

Not everyone can be like Wayne, achieving absolute loyalty from his followers, who would follow his commands unconditionally.

The power dynamics focus on results, not the process; the outcomes determine whether you are trustworthy.

For instance, a simple example...

Uh, it’s not appropriate to delve deeper, so let’s not give an example here.

If Wayne insists on being too righteous, the only result would be having no fish left, tearfully taking out Austin and Saina, then cutting his own throat.

Since it’s not achievable, he has no right to criticize Sang Lan for Insectoids-like behavior. What he detests most about Sang Lan is her Pride and ignorance, truly thinking that the defenses of the Life Alliance are as sturdy as a metal tub, and that the Devil, even if trying with all its might, could not break in.

The classic Frank mentality, too Pure White Banner indeed, guessing this one probably surrenders faster than anyone...