Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 926 - 342: Dark Church Pope_2

Chapter 926: Chapter 342: Dark Church Pope_2

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The Sky Goddess glared at Wayne, she had almost agreed just a moment ago, but Wayne’s words made her reluctant again.

Always talking about dogs, what kind of persuasion is this? Couldn’t he at least show her some respect, and wait until after she accepts evolution to betray her? Wouldn’t that be more enjoyable?

Wayne had already obtained what he wanted, and suddenly the Sky Goddess seemed dispensable to him, even the historical truth he sought had lost its allure because she might die too soon to provide enough information.

His attitude was already perfunctory, and now he couldn’t even bother with that.

It turned out that the terrifying thing was not being used, but being useless to others.

"Take your time thinking about it, I’ll say it again, I won’t force you. If you agree to evolution, my promise will hold, and you won’t just be reborn, you’ll also have a new world without the Storms and Thunder God." Wayne waved his hand and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute."

"What now?"

"Can’t you persuade me a bit more?" The Sky Goddess clenched her teeth, she would agree if he just persuaded her a bit more.

"What does it have to do with me? Come or go, it’s your path, not mine."

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The Sky Goddess was extremely dissatisfied with Wayne’s indifference. Once evolution started, it couldn’t be stopped. It was a matter of a lifetime. Couldn’t he take it a bit more seriously? Presenting it as if it were optional made it seem like she was begging him.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing that Wayne didn’t even turn his head, the Sky Goddess hurriedly said, "My name is Sarosia, I will come to find you, remember your promise..."

The Sky Goddess Sarosia stared dumbfounded as Wayne walked towards the Pale Sea without looking back, really leaving her behind.

What the hell, not a bit of respect for a goddess!

Sarosia muttered to herself indignantly, looking down at the octopus flailing its tentacles. She was already tempted, wanting revenge, not wanting to disappear just like that, and was very certain she would take this step.

But...

To volunteer to be a lackey was a bit demeaning. She hoped that Wayne would nudge her, force her to take this step, so she wouldn’t regret it later without an excuse.

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Sarosia decided to wait a little longer, guessing that Wayne was lurking in a corner, watching. The moment she voluntarily accepted evolution, he would jump out and mock her with words.

Thinking about his exuberant face made Sarosia feel repulsed.

She refused to take the initiative; it was her last bit of dignity!

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"Such dilly-dallying, not straightforward at all."

Wayne followed the Spatial Fissure back to the underground stronghold, sensing the spatial fluctuations, in case an outsider entered the Heavenly Palace and provided false information to the Sky Goddess, making her think the Storms and Thunder God was already dead, hands dispersing foam to fill the gap.

Anyone who intruded had to pay the cost of evolution.

Likewise, the Sky Goddess wouldn’t come out if she didn’t evolve!

"Absolutely perfect."

The Sky Goddess could take her time to think, Wayne couldn’t care less, he would rather she made up her mind sooner, just wait a bit more...

Ashamed to say, with the speed of his evolution, if the Sky Goddess dawdled for three to five years, it wouldn’t make a difference whether she existed or not.

Wayne applied numerous seals to the ruins, slathering layer upon layer of foam, forcibly creating a lair for the Evil God, ensuring that no deceptive villains would intrude and spread false messages.

When he returned roadside, Chris had already woken up from a nap.

"Let’s go, we’re heading back to Lundan." Wayne had handled his major business and was ready to set sail back home.

Mona and Chris kept silent; here, they could each equally share Wayne, but back in Lundan, where the wolves were many and the meat scarce, less would fall to them.

Wayne caught their expressions but feigned ignorance, curious, "What’s the matter, Chris, just say it, there are no outsiders here."

Chris rolled her eyes at Wayne, knowing full well what she was thinking, yet he insisted on playing dumb.

The secretary was simply too straightforward. Waiting for the boss to brew his mood and get the atmosphere right, she then said, "Boss, we’re already here, let’s stay in Dublin a few more days."

"Oh, this..."

Wayne looked troubled, "Isn’t it inappropriate? I have a pile of work waiting for me?"

You call that work? Please, I’m too embarrassed to expose you! x2

"Boss, I still have several reports to write, and Chris needs to scout for her novel, staying a few more days is crucial for us."

With that, Mona stepped forward, whispering, "Just give the nod, and Chris and I will be very obedient."

Her voice was so soft that Chris turned her head, pretending not to hear.

"What can I do with you two, back to Dublin it is, who would have thought you still have work? Looks like I’m the one to compromise."

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November 10th, Lundan.

Night, the fog was thick.

A black sedan stopped in front of a manor, its door slowly opening, a young man in a black suit got out, his eyes flashing a hint of coldness as he looked at the dark manor.

The young man, in his late twenties, had distinct facial features, clear-cut lines, a tall and sturdy figure, and an air of cool authority that made people hesitate to look directly at him.

The manor was the residence of the Holy Maiden Anastasia of the Dark Church. Originally located in a secluded, derelict castle in the suburbs, the ascetic life akin to punishing oneself made Wayne, upon seeing it, unable to bear it, so he ordered her to move to a property under his name.

At first glance, it wasn’t much different from being provided for.

The young man stepped up to the door, scattering a cloud of dark fog, shaping a universal key with his mind, and casually walking inside after unlocking the door.

In the luxurious living room, Anastasia was dressed in a long black gown, wearing a valuable black gemstone pendant, she nodded slightly upon seeing the visitor.

"Ivan, what brings you here?"

"Anna!"

Ivan stepped forward, his face darkened as he said, "What’s going on? Why did you suddenly come to Lundan, why are you setting up a Church base here, and why are you spreading false Divine Decree to partake in Windsor’s politics?"

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