Chapter 194 Blasphemer!

"Four heads... I seem to have forgotten something important..."

Wayne stared at Zero in a daze, his eyes full of confusion.

Four heads?

Four original sub-bodies?

Since when did he have four original sub-bodies?

That's right!

It was the upgrade of the meditation method of the Ghost School!

When he first learned the meditation method, he only had one head, which was the ghost. I remember that was the first time he learned to use mental power to attach his fists and beat up the ghost.

Then it was the first time he upgraded the meditation method, the original sub-body became two from one, and the second sub-body was the driver.

Then, when he was promoted to a high-level wizard apprentice, he upgraded the meditation method for the second time, and the original sub-body also became four from two, with two more heads, the Secret Master and the Red Heart.

If calculated in this way, the number of original sub-bodies should be eight when he is promoted to a wizard later.

No,

At his current level of ghost meditation, he should have sixteen original sub-bodies!

Wei En muttered to himself, "Normally, there should be sixteen sub-bodies... The doubled original sub-bodies suddenly fixed at four..."

Why did he only discover such an obvious thing now?

If he had noticed this before, even if there were no more original sub-bodies, he would not be as shocked as he is now.

With the strange characteristics of the ghost meditation method, any situation is normal.

There are many possible reasons, such as the number of original sub-bodies no longer increases after the promotion of wizards, such as the maximum number of original sub-bodies is four, etc.

For these questions, he can ask the ghost school for verification, and try to study them. There are many ways to find answers...

But it is definitely not like now!

After upgrading the ghost meditation method twice in a row, there was no change in the original sub-body-he was unaware of it!

"Tsk!"

An interesting thing happened!

I thought that with the panel, he would be prompted by any extraordinary characteristics.

I didn't expect that he would also have his consciousness distorted by the "unknown existence". This creepy feeling...made him a little panic in his heart.

Who could it be?

Is it the person trapped under the huge dead tree that he encountered when he upgraded his meditation?

Or is it the influence of the Ghost Meditation Method itself?

Or is it an existence that even the panel cannot find?

This possibility is extremely low.

The panel can even comment on the Lord of Dawn, the Lord of Despair, etc. at will. If there is really an existence that can block the panel and attack him... he can just go to bed without struggling at all.

In the end, will it be the face...?

Thinking of this, Wei En's heart shuddered, and he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He had no idea why this happened. Thinking too much would make him shrink...

However,

since he has noticed this problem, he can't be indifferent.

And now the only thing he can do is-stop upgrading the Ghost Meditation Method!

No matter what the purpose of "that unknown existence" is, whether it is to devour the original sub-body or to let the extra original sub-body merge into the heads of ghosts, etc.

Not letting him/her get what he wants is the best way!

After a long silence, Wayne's red eyes gradually regained some spirit, and he patted Tina's head next to him, "You and Shara should go learn Gonzales first."

Tina looked up at him, her lifeless eyes seemed to feel the irritability in his heart, and gently stretched out her little hand to hold his big hand, "Tina, I'm here."

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Wayne smiled and waved to Miss Zombie, "Take Tina to study, I will check your progress in the evening."

"Got it."

Shara tilted her head and looked at the two of them suspiciously. Did she miss something before? I always felt that the conversation between the two people seemed to have experienced something together.

"Go, Tina."

"Tina, study."

The white-haired girl followed Miss Zombie expressionlessly and entered her studio together.

Uh...

When the door opened, Wayne glimpsed the mess in the studio and couldn't help laughing: "Shava, do you need me to help you clean up the room?"

"No, no, what room?"

Miss Zombie quickly closed the door until only a gap was left, and her intact eyes stared at Wayne through the gap and said: "You are wrong, I definitely didn't let the drill press explode again."

After that, she pushed the door hard and closed the last gap.

Wayne: "..."

The drill press didn't explode, but how did the damage on the materials come about?

"Crack, crack, crack," Zero also saw the scene, holding the rune core in his abdomen and laughed, "Father, Shava's progress is slower than mine."

Bang!

Wayne slapped him on the head and said unhappily: "Your progress is not much faster, let's go, I'll go to your place to take a look, if there is a mistake, I will beat you to death!"

"Beat to death? No, father... driver Baba?"

Call me?

The driver in the air quickly turned his head and faced Wei En with the back of his head, pretending that he hadn't heard anything.

And Ghost and the others shut their mouths tightly, fearing that they would be implicated.

"Humph!"

Wei En snorted and glared at the four heads in the air, "You are the same. If you do something unnecessary next time, I will beat you to death!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his fist and condensed a group of invisible spiritual power that could cause fluctuations in the surrounding space. "I don't think you want to try it now, right?"

"Baba, I admit my mistake. The driver said it all." Ghost was the first to speak and sold the driver directly.

Chi Xin and the Secret Master beside him also nodded, "It's the driver. He said that the bigger the head, the stronger the strength."

"Whether it's the driver or whoever it is, next time, I will definitely let you taste what it means to be 'cruel'!"

"No more, Baba."

"I was wrong……"

The driver floated over Zero's head, nodded sharply and said, "Baba's words are the truth. If Zero hears it, will he speak?"

"Zero understands!"

Wei En looked at the four original sub-bodies and a mechanical life, eager to show off like children who made mistakes, and his mood couldn't help but feel better.

"Let's go and see the mechanical puppet you made first."

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Eastern Continent, Holy Land of Dawn Church.

In the towering Holy Dawn Mountain in the mountains, a golden palace stands. Two doors engraved with red patterns are opened, and the floor paved with bright white jade gilt plates is spotless.

Ta da da, da.

The crisp sound of armor hitting the floor echoed throughout the hall.

Two figures walked into the palace slowly, and one of them, a blond lady, saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty Bishop Henrietta, Carly Morris obeys your summons."

"Attendant is the guardian knight Melbell Osiris."

The visitors were none other than Carly Morris, the newly promoted saint candidate of Dawn, and Melbell. The two of them stood and knelt down, with their eyes lowered, waiting for the figure sitting on the golden bench with red stripes on top of the stairs. The figure above ordered.

"Carly, how long has it been since you came to the sanctuary?"

Henrietta wore a red robe and a mask with the same golden and red stripes on her face, revealing only a pair of slightly cloudy eyes, looking down at the two people at the bottom of the steps.

"Five days."

"It's been so long. I wonder if you have a deeper understanding of authority?"

Carly's body paused, and a pair of golden eyes flashed with some doubts. How much do you know about authority, and how can you judge it?

"Is it difficult to answer?"

"No, I can only confirm that I can use the power of authority more freely than in Custer City." Carly moved her fingers slightly and said with a slightly reserved tone.

"With ease?" Henrietta played with a gray ring unconsciously, her voice was hoarse, with obvious contempt, "As a servant of Dawn and the inheritor of 'blasphemous' authority, your understanding of authority is only this." "Much?"

Carly lowered her head a little deeper, almost buried between the clocks wrapped in golden robes, "I'm sorry, Lord Bishop Henrietta."

Melbell, who was half-kneeling next to him, remained motionless, his eyes always staring at the beautiful figure on the white jade gilded board, like a sculpture, and seemed not to hear their conversation.

"I hope you don't think that you can become a new saint by coming here, and you can't forget those Dawn believers who were sacrificed by you."

"I don't have such thoughts, and I dare not forget them for a moment."

Carly pursed her lips, and the battle that took place in Krims Cathedral, the figure wearing a clown mask, appeared in her mind.

"I just hope that I can take their place and contribute to the dawn, even if it means death."

"Dedicating yourself to the dawn does not mean you have to die. Living is the best dedication to the great dawn."

Henrietta laughed. He had heard such words countless times since he was an ordinary believer.

"Yes." Carly bit her lip and nodded silently.

Melbell's face hidden by the mask frowned slightly. Did something happen?

Why is the attitude of the bishop not like that of others? I always feel that he is targeting...

"You must already know about the sacrifice of the Grand Knight Huberto Watson, right?"

"Yes," Carly breathed out quietly, her face serious and sacred, "May the dawn shine on his soul."

"The great dawn will naturally allow him to enter the kingdom," Henrietta said flatly: "But what I want to tell you is that before he returned to the embrace of the dawn, the people who killed him were not only the deformed wizards of ghosts, but There are several others.”

other people?

Doubts came to Carly's mind, "Sir, who are those people?"

"Jack Kim Adros, the first mate of the Black Pearl, and the epidemic doctor who just joined them, who is your father -" Henrietta's tone turned cold and she uttered a few words stiffly: "Euan ·Morris!”

Father?

Carly raised her head suddenly, looked directly at the figure on the high step, and said in shock: "Euan, epidemic doctor?"

"You heard that right," Henrietta looked at her actions, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, "As a believer of the Great Dawn, what do you think of this?"

"I……"

Carly still couldn't believe that her peaceful father, a doctor at the Morris Clinic in the Custer City State who had no regrets about his life, would kill the Grand Knight of Judgment of the Church of the Dawn.

At this time, Melbell next to him also raised his head. He knew that this question was difficult for Carly to answer, let alone impossible to answer!

"Your Majesty Bishop..."

"Melbel the Blasphemer, I've heard of you,"

But before he could continue to speak, Henrietta, the senior red archbishop, interrupted coldly: "A guardian knight who only knows how to break the rules will not be accepted by Dawn!"

"I'm sorry, Bishop." Melbelle looked straight into Henrietta's eyes without changing his expression. "But the sacrifice of Knight Hubert has nothing to do with Her Majesty Carly. Even if it does, it should be judged by the Great Dawn Trial!"

"Oh? Are you blaming me?"

"Even as a cardinal, you still have no right to hold Her Majesty accountable!" Melbelle continued calmly.

"'Blasphemer' Melbelle, you are so bold that you dare to accuse Bishop Henrietta!"

At this time, several knights wearing golden and red-patterned armor appeared on the left and right of the hall. The knight closest to Henrietta stared at Melbelle coldly.

"I'm sorry, Bishop!"

Melbelle ignored those knights and still looked at Bishop Henrietta.

"Back off!"

Henrietta looked at him deeply and waved to let the knights leave.

Several knights took a step back without any hesitation and disappeared into the shadow of the hall.

"The Pope is very dissatisfied with this matter," Henrietta said calmly, no longer indifferent and stiff, "Candidate Saint Carly, if Dawn wants to judge the plague doctor Euan Morris... I wonder if you will choose to stand under the glory of Dawn or your father?"

Choose Dawn or choose your father?

Carly, who had been silent all the time, showed a trace of confusion on her innocent face. Is this a choice?

"I..."

"Don't tell me the answer, Dawn will know it!"

Henrietta stood up, walked down the steps slowly, came to the side of Carly and Melbel, and said calmly: "In addition, the Saint of Judgment Celestia Eddas will set off for the Cordo Sea today to judge Wayne Loft, you should go with her."

"I hope you can make the right choice at that time. At the same time, I also hope that you can successfully master the power of 'blasphemy'!"

After the voice fell, Henrietta continued to move forward and walked out of the palace.

From beginning to end, his eyes did not fall on the two of them at all.

"Leave!"

After Henrietta left, the knights reappeared and shouted at the two of them, "Leave here!"

Carly's lips trembled, but she didn't say anything. She turned away with a sad look in her eyes.

Choose Dawn, or choose Euan... Such a question...

Melbourne, who was standing by, seemed to glance at the knights casually, then followed Carly and guarded behind her.

After a long time, the palace returned to peace again.

Plop, plop, plop——

Several knights fell heavily to the floor, and their heavy armor smashed the expensive white jade gilded plate. Their eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of black shadows, and they lost their spirit.

"'Blasphemer' Melbel!?"

A voice of shock and anger sounded, and a golden glow emerged from all the knights in the hall.

Few black threads could be seen entangled in the glow, like several poisonous snakes biting and entangled with their power of faith.

"Thank you for your self-sacrifice, the guardian of 'blasphemy', Melbel Osiris, remember!"

"'Blasphemer', this matter is not over!"

...

...

Wayne, on the other side, did not know the specific arrangements of the Church of Dawn. At this moment, he was looking at the Zero with a headache.

"Each part is impeccable, exquisite and perfect, but can you tell me why you got their parameters wrong? The thickness is 1.2, and you made it 3.4? These parts are more than twice your size when assembled!"

The mechanical life lowered its head, and the gears all over its body turned rapidly, making his body vibrate with it, as if trembling.

"That... the driver Baba told me that if I want to make it, I have to make a larger one, and the strength will be improved more..."

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Wei En couldn't help it. He clenched his fist and gathered his spiritual strength, punching each head. "You bastards again. What did you teach him while I was resting?"

"Hmm."

The ghost driver and the others were hit with tears in their eyes. They couldn't even touch him without arms, and could only watch a big bump on their heads.

"Hmph, do it again! Before dinner, I want to see a set of parts with standard parameters. If you make a mistake again, I will dismantle you completely!"

Zero's gear eyes shrank, and he held his head, as if he felt the pain of Ghost and the others. "I'll start making it now, father, don't be angry."

Wayne glared at Zero, "You are a mechanical life, but it doesn't mean that the mechanical puppet you make can move freely like you. It must rely on you to control it. The larger the size, the heavier your burden, and the puppet's sensitivity will be worse!"

"Hmm."

"Let's get started."

Seeing him nodding continuously, Wei En's expression relaxed, and then turned and left the studio.

The four heads looked at each other, silently uttered the words "Come on" to Zero, and followed Wei En and left together.

Wei En looked at Ghost and sighed. Although the shadow in his heart was relieved, he still couldn't care less about the ghost meditation method.

Distorted consciousness, or distorted cognition...

The image of Carly appeared in his mind. I wonder if she noticed this change.

"Oh, don't think about it!"

This thought only flashed through his mind, and then he pushed open the studio and prepared to start doing his own things.

Whether Carly felt the same as him or not, he knew that such an unusual change must be solved.

In addition to temporarily stopping the upgrade of the Ghost Meditation Method, the best way is to improve his own strength.

As long as he is strong enough, strong enough to surpass anyone, even gods - then he must have a solution!

Buzz buzz buzz...

At this time, the black trophy communicator sounded again, making Wayne's mood, which had just calmed down, a little irritated.

Who is it again?

He pressed the start button.

Looking at the illusory figure, werewolf?

"Director Armitage?"

PS: I have something to go out in the evening, so I can't add more chapters today, but I will make up for the chapters in the next two days!