Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1219 - 416: The Summit Gives Rise to Hypocritical Supporters, Dusk Witnesses Devout Believers_3

Chapter 1219: Chapter 416: The Summit Gives Rise to Hypocritical Supporters, Dusk Witnesses Devout Believers_3

Considering that human eyes have their own immune system and other organs share another, modifying the eyeballs will not affect other parts of the body, which shows that the history teacher also doubles as a biology teacher.

There seems to be a certain overlap with the setting of the health room’s Naturalist teacher, no wonder the two ended up fighting.

Wayne glanced at the progress bar of Shadowmare being corrupted by the Goddess of Death and said to Sukra: "The Divine Power has already transferred to me, but you once had this power, and such a sudden drop in strength will leave you helpless in battle. I’ll share the power with you to ensure your safety."

Sukra blushed and squeaked, truly a Knight chosen by her, unimpeachable in character and virtue, not the slightest thought of hoarding the power for himself.

It’s just...

Could you not talk, it’s too close.

The moral standards of a Knight are beyond doubt, certainly not trying to take advantage, all bright and upright, never even thought about these things. Not like her, getting upset over mere proximity, calling it purity and impoliteness, deeply ashamed, feeling utterly debased.

For years Sukra drifted alone, evading The Church’s pursuit, hiding from the Church’s assassins to shield the novice Wayne, finally having a moment to breathe, yet planning to rescue Headless Knight Rone, the pressure of being a secret agent maxed out, worse off than beasts of burden.

At least beasts have grass, while she can’t contact the Goddess of Death, no salary, powered purely by faith and love.

Suddenly being so clearly arranged by someone else, she can’t help but want to immediately succumb, throwing all the pressure onto Wayne.

Moreover, although feeling some shame at the closeness of his face, each breath lets her feel the other’s warmth, but she doesn’t find this serious face so repulsive.

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Hexuno: (눈‸눈)

Typical you, swiping the progress bar while pretending to give power.

A bloody example right before her eyes, Hexuno reminds herself, she must not let such a tragedy happen to her again.

Mona: Wake up, your progress bar is maxed out, repeating history is of no concern to you, feeling uncomfortable is more like it.

Minutes later, Sukra faces hypoxia again, her head buzzing, the world before her eyes filled only with Wayne’s face, unforgettable to the point she can’t shake it even with her eyes closed.

"Wayne, it’s enough."

"Take more, don’t underestimate yourself, you can hold more."

"It really is too much."

Sukra breaks free and steps back, shaking her head to dispel the face in her mind, muttering a few verses of the Death Bible, regaining a peaceful and calm mindset.

She re-covered her eyes with a blindfold, curious: "Wayne, why don’t you cover your eyes, are you sure it was successful?"

"Not every person has the same physique, as I am reborn from death, fundamentally transformed, and with The Void’s Essence of Life, I am no longer purely human," Wayne explained.

Hexuno ponders, reborn from death, human yet not human...

This TM exactly fits the bill for the prophesied Saint Heir!

But how could such a character be the Saint Heir; he shows no respect for Heaven, and commits sacrilege against Angels in various ways...

This man, he has no faith!

Hexuno rejects such a Saint Heir; Heaven has not sinned so, something must have gone wrong.

That’s right, complete nonsense, just happened to guess correctly.

However, Wayne is not aware of the prophecy, and among the Reincarnated Angels who descended, only she and Uriel know the criteria for being the Saint Heir, if it’s a coincidence, it’s way too convenient.

Moreover, Wayne’s stance towards Devils has always been to eradicate them completely, always leading the charge...

For a moment, Hexuno is in turmoil.

She sadly realized that the golden image of the Saint Heir in her heart is becoming clearer, wearing a white robe with gold trim, posing with hands raised, spouting righteousness and morality.

Saint Heir: God says, let there be love!

"Apart from physique, there’s also the will of the Goddess."

Wayne touched his eyes, saying earnestly: "I can feel it, I have seen Death, the Goddess is in my eyes, without her permission, I cannot master this power perfectly."

Having said this, Wayne is a bit excited, this being the first time he has directly engaged with the core knowledge and techniques of a deity.

Shadowmare was the first one here, the veil of God was first lifted by Death, he and the history teacher with long black hair, black silk, and red-soled black high heels really match well.

"Let’s go, we’ll talk more about rescuing Headless Knight..."

Wayne just raised his hand, thinking of a room full of beautiful women of all kinds, he needs to patch up Sukra, updating her to the current version.

"Sukra, to be frank, I’m here on behalf of the Naturalism Church, for the sake of the identity of the Death Knight, I pretended to come to Paris to annihilate Devils..."

"The Naturalism Church?!"

Sukra was taken aback: "Death and Naturalism are not in harmony, you... you’ve wronged yourself too much."

"No hardship, they issued me a sword called the Elemental Mantra, unwilling as I am, I’ve become a Naturalist Knight."

"What??"

"Not only that, I’m also the Sun, Moonlight, and Dark Knight, and I’ve been framed by the Heavenly Father’s Court as a Reincarnated Angel..."

Wayne details his pitiful plight subject to the whims of six factions and mentions the allies he has recruited: Reincarnated Angel Heya, Moonlight Holy Maiden Guinevere, Sun Holy Maiden Cote, and Death Holy Maiden Sukra, an impressive force ready to take on the Underworld Great Tomb head-on.

Sukra, dizzy with information, struggles to understand which Goddess’s God-chosen Knight Wayne truly is.

She just entrusted the most important thing to Wayne, was it a bit hasty?