902: Chapter 336 This Dignified Appearance Couldn’t Possibly Be an Undercover_2 902: Chapter 336 This Dignified Appearance Couldn’t Possibly Be an Undercover_2 “You’re not who I think you are, I seem to have seen you sowhere.”
Wayne and Harrington shook hands, “It’s good that you’re here, I still have so matters to investigate.
Have your people quickly evacuate the crowd; this place is dangerous, and I cannot rule out the risk that the Evil God might not have been completely cleared out yet.”
Harrington nodded solemnly, knowing that Wayne and Mona’s identities were no ordinary matter; he decisively called the clergy around him and used magic to disperse the onlookers.
“By the way, I still don’t know your nas…”
By the ti Harrington was done, he turned around to find that Wayne and Mona had already disappeared.
“Just tell your nas; it won’t delay your investigation!”
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The Cathedral Church’s chicken farm was nowhere near the scale of the Earth Core Cult, but the source of the eggs and the arrangent of the underground dungeons were exactly the sa as those of the Earth Core Cult—as if they were taught by the sa teacher.
Or perhaps, the Earth Core Cult was an early pilot, and the Cathedral Church along with a few other erging dark cults were all copying their howork.
“Copying the wrong answers deserves your lack of success.”
Mona used earth magic to clear a path through the collapsed dungeon.
Relying on her mory from that ti, she found the place where the statue of the Evil God was kept.
Thought capture, searching for overlooked clues.
Wayne grabbed a handful of air and sniffed, following the scent of the Void.
He dug out the lted remains of the god’s statue from the ruins.
Refined by the Holy Fla, the lump of gold felt reassuringly heavy.
“Barely a gift from nature.”
A little gold wasn’t enough to bring a smile to Wayne’s face.
Holding the remains of the statue, he felt the corruption from the Void and gestured to Mona.
“The statue still has the ability to corrupt externally; I have a plan that might just work.”
Wayne quickly outlined his plan, the usual strategy—he pretended to be corrupted by the Evil God in order to infiltrate the enemy and gather intelligence.
“Boss, do you need to play the role of a captured nun to solidify your persona as a devilish minion?” Mona smirked, reminiscing about her past.
Back then, even a pat on her butt would leave her blushing for days; she was quite naive.
“We can arrange that, let’s see how things go…”
Wayne waved for Mona to step back, rembering the white robes of the Cathedral Church’s followers.
With material reshaping thought, he draped a similar robe over himself.
Mona left the Underground Palace Center, hid her presence, and beca invisible.
Knowing almost all of Wayne’s secrets, she wasn’t worried about him being corrupted by the Void Evil God.
If indeed the Evil God had any ideas, it wasn’t clear who would corrupt whom!
Wayne held the gold nugget, simulated the information from above, and his body began to change.
An arm transford into a pale tentacle; bulging veins ran under his skin like worms, climbing across his shoulders to cover his chest and neck.
“Ah!”
Wayne humd, cleared his throat, and then ca the continuous screams.
“Ah ah ah————”
Before long, Wayne’s body mutated extensively.
What started sowhat humanoid soon beca shapeless, a mass of mud-like substance writhing with sloppy tentacles, each topped with fiery red lips.
The lips parted slightly to reveal either human eyeballs or rows of stark white teeth.
Amidst the screams, a thought descended from beyond the Void outside and a vague voice entered Wayne’s ears.
“My child, are you calling for ?”
“You, who are you…
I’m in so much pain, no, I’m beginning to understand everything…”
“My child, I am the Cathedral Lord, the lord in heaven, the lord you have served all your life.”
The Cathedral Lord’s voice grew more authoritative, delighted at Wayne’s transformation.
Feeling the great potential of this body, possibly as a vessel for his descent, he said, “My child, my son, in front of faith, speak your na.”
“Br…
Brubruce.”
“Brubruce, struggle no more, nor be bewildered.
This knowledge is your reward.
Master this knowledge, and you will gain extraordinary powers and eternal life.
You are the angel of the Cathedral, my envoy walking in the Mortal World.”
The Cathedral Lord intensified his ntal output, ensuring a more perfect vessel for his descent, reshaping gold into a statue and opened up an Elental Space for Wayne to speed up his Evolution.
Eat more, only then can you reap the profits.
The Cathedral Lord’s actions were identical to those of the previous Void Lord, equally overly confident.
He opened up his stored Elental Space, letting Wayne step inside.
This operation seed absurd at first glance, like a naivety that cos with not having been around long.
In reality, it was due to a lack of intelligence.
The Cathedral Lord couldn’t see through the Essence of Life within Wayne, only seeing Wayne as corrupted by him, completely transforming into his form.
In such a situation, the Cathedral Lord had the power to kill or revive Wayne at any ti, even possessing his body imdiately.
What was giving so Elental Space?
Could a little chick possibly eat up the entire mountain of feed?
Poor quality Elental Space; you’re not doing great as an Evil God, not even close to the Void Lord.
Wayne secretly cursed his luck, the pay too low, not matching his excellent acting skills.
He didn’t even bother to speak up for The Book of Greed.
He communicated ntally with the Cathedral Lord, devoutly saying, “My lord in heaven, your child Brubruce pledges eternal loyalty to you.
So, what should I do for you?”
Nailed it!
The Cathedral Lord, very pleased with his own corrupting abilities, saw no reason to doubt Wayne’s loyalty, and slowly said, “In the treasury of Saint Patrick Cathedral, there is a Holy Grail containing Divine Blood.
I grant you the power to parasitize others.
Go, steal the Holy Grail and afterward, I will direct you where you should take it.”
“Please rest assured, I will accomplish the task.”
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