Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1191 - 409: Bring a Marker Over, I Have a Big Use for It

Chapter 1191: Chapter 409: Bring a Marker Over, I Have a Big Use for It

He curled his finger: "Continue."

Continue then!

Even though Wayne was shirtless, Cote was not only unperturbed but also seemed eager to try, clenching her fists ready to start the second round.

A white light blocked the way.

Silver-white moonlight formed a bridge, and Holy Maiden Guinevere arrived beside Cote, spreading the Life Force Field and forcefully occupying most of the space.

"Guinevere, it hasn’t been five minutes yet!"

"Don’t overdo it, you are, after all, the Holy Maiden of the Sun Church..."

Guinevere reminded with a stern face, being a Holy Maiden herself, she felt impure just watching her plastic sisters and the Devil rolling around on the ground.

Being a Holy Maiden is not just any Mage, an elegant demeanor is essential, and Cote’s hot-headed and headstrong fighting style is something she could not agree with or even bear to watch.

"I’ll fight however I want, it’s none of your business." Cote resisted.

"Idiot, the Devil is clearly taking advantage of you, do you still want to fight him up close if he removes his pants?"

"I’m not scared even if he takes off his pants!"

"... "

Fine, I’m scared then!

Guinevere used Telepathic Transmission: "Your Divine Arts won’t hold up much longer, I don’t want you to become a dragging captive, let’s join forces, take down the Devil, get the information, and then he’s yours to deal with."

Cote pouted, mental exertion was severe, it was not suitable to compete and fight, so she reluctantly took a step back, agreeing to Guinevere’s shameless act of stealing the kill.

Silver-white moonlight spread, the night deepened, stars hid, and only the bright moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft and tranquil glow.

In this glow, the shadowy figure of the Moonlight Goddess gently descended.

Silver hair flowed like the Milky Way, gossamer fluttering, though her face was invisible, her figure was blurry and elegant, exuding a protective, peaceful, and holy aura.

Simply glimpsing this light and shadow imparted a feeling of spiritual purification, an utter tranquility detached from worldly strife, inspiring the urge to abandon all conflict.

Wayne shook his head to dispel the illusion, refocusing only to see the dazzling Sun Goddess on his left and the mysterious, serene Moonlight Goddess on his right, caught between the two Divine Arts, he couldn’t help but be wildly speculative.

Encountering two Holy Maidens in Paris was a pure accident, but behind this chance meeting, might it be arranged by the Sun and Moon Goddesses, just the thought gave him a headache.

The Dark Goddess herself entered the fray, her manipulation made him paranoid, adding two more Goddesses, now he might never sleep peacefully again.

Wayne hoped he was just overthinking it, that it was merely a coincidence, the Holy Maidens came to Paris to investigate the local Church, not specifically for him.

As he thought, he noticed the divine light flickering in Holy Maiden Guinevere’s eyes.

"Huh?"

Wayne looked surprised at the Holy Maiden, uncovering her hood and untying her robe to reveal flowing platinum hair, identical in color to Chris’s.

Not only the hair color, but the Moonlight Holy Maiden’s skin was as white as snow, her features graceful and ethereal, with a slight resemblance to Chris.

Especially when her face was stern, she looked much like Chris’s Ice Mountain mode.

If Wayne thought Guinevere looked like Chris due to their similar hair color, then in terms of body shape, the two were almost identical.

Slender and well-proportioned, almost identical.

Chris possessed Divine Blood, awakening as a Moonlight Elf, deeply connected to the Moonlight Goddess, going by this reasoning, Holy Maiden Guinevere...

Chris, you’ve found your sister.

No, wait, Chris is just a few years old, Holy Maiden is much older, she should be a grandmother.

That’s not right either, a pure Holy Maiden wouldn’t have a granddaughter.

Wayne speculated a blood relationship between the two, initially defining them as cousins, distant aunts and nieces work too, making the plot more enticing and appealing.

An inquisitive glance swept up and down, angering Guinevere who raised her hand to draw the silver Moonlight Longbow, a Magic Arrow shot straight toward Wayne’s forehead.

She was expressionless, waiting for Wayne to raise his hand and catch it.

This arrow had implications, it wouldn’t explode, but would split, if the Devil tried to catch it, he was doomed to fail and would be blinded in the process.

In Guinevere’s surprised gaze, Wayne raised both hands, predicting the trajectory before the arrow split, successfully intercepting it.

"I understand this Archery Art, Dreyne taught me." Wayne attempted to prove something.

"I see, so you’ve encountered Lord Dreyne."

"Alright, as long as you’re happy."

Wayne took a deep breath, giving up the struggle.

As the two Goddess apparitions slowly approached, Cote carried a Golden Battle Spear, abandoning the idea of wrestling him, and pushed her hands forward, switching Magic Power, shaping a Moonlight Longbow.

It’s a shame, but his archery had always been decent, especially during his time in the Icebound Continent, where he spent the longest period learning from Dreyne.

Whoosh!

The Magic Arrow crossed through the cold silver-white gleam, aiming straight for Guinevere’s face. She waved her palm lightly, and the bright moonlight unfolded a light screen, effortlessly neutralizing the attack.

Meanwhile, Cote rushed over with the long spear, her momentum ferocious.

Wayne raised his hand to shoot an arrow, but after Cote closed the distance, she used one hand to hold the bow against