Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 442 - 201 It’s Still That Movie Theater, The Same Screening Room

Chapter 442: Chapter 201 It’s Still That Movie Theater, The Same Screening Room

"Don’t worry, that Void Worm has already left."

Knowing Wayne’s concerns, Philomena leaned on her little boyfriend’s chest and said, "Void Worms are extremely rare Star Beasts. Their ability to traverse space means they won’t linger in the same place for too long. The Magic Department later confirmed that the worm did indeed leave."

Aub was devoured by a Void Worm, which was solely the account of Wayne and Philomena. Considering the possibility that they had conspired in their testimony, the Magic Department later organized personnel to enter the Gate of Truth to verify the facts.

There were indeed signs of Void Worm activity in the great cosmos, confirming the truth of Aub’s death, but the Void Worm did not appear and had already moved on to hunt elsewhere.

"The Star Realm Space is not immutable; it’s an expanding, traceable, vast universe, similar to the Earth’s rotation beneath our feet. Each time we open the Gate of Truth, the entry point into the Star Realm changes..."

"But overall, the distance won’t be too great, unless there’s some special spatial interference..."

Philomena’s knowledge far exceeded Wayne’s. Armed with a series of theoretical insights, she dispelled Wayne’s doubts and added, "And we don’t need to enter the great cosmos; that’s too dangerous. I’ll create a portal, and through the Moon Phase Card, I’ll filter and sort the laws of the Star Realm before introducing them into the Dark Domain."

She continued, "The likelihood of success on the first try isn’t high. This is a tough barrier that has stopped many Golden Mages. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t dare to attempt it rashly."

"I get it, you’re using me."

"..."

Philomena didn’t speak, her face ashen as she looked at Wayne.

Wayne didn’t say anything either, slapping his own face before kissing the great beauty in his arms.

Philomena pinched Wayne hard a few times on his waist: "You bastard, you feel uncomfortable if you don’t make me angry twice a day, right?"

Wayne, with a sheepish face, begged for forgiveness, cursing to himself that this was a bad move. Repeatedly verifying, he saw that the other side was playing big, betting everything in one go; if he followed suit, he was likely to get caught up in it as well.

The worst part was, he had already followed.

Philomena stood in the center of the Magic Array, her cheeks lighting up with silver-white patterns. Her body slowly transformed, and her elf big sister’s supreme beauty had Wayne exclaiming in awe.

"Wait a second!"

Wayne raised his hand to interrupt and had Philomena sit cross-legged before opening the Gate of Truth again to attempt the first assault on a higher level of life.

"Why sit down? Is there a reason?"

"Success rate is higher. Trust me, I won’t be wrong."

"..."

This was the first time Philomena had heard such a claim, but seeing her little boyfriend so confident, she smiled indulgently and declared it naive.

Sit cross-legged.

Wayne stood behind Philomena, noticing his white shirt had suffered deformation from pressure and, feeling pity for a moment, kindly unbuttoned two buttons for her.

What’s with targeting him? Blaming it on clothes, what kind of High Priest does that?

"Do you need me to do something?"

Wayne put the ugly truth upfront: "I’ve never helped anyone advance before, let alone a Legendary Mage; I haven’t even done silver. You better not have high hopes or the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

"Don’t underestimate yourself. Your Protogenos Bloodline, especially in the form of the Ancient God, is far more terrifying than you can imagine." Philomena grabbed the hand on her shoulder and rubbed it against her cheek, cooing, "Show me your evolved form. When I’m with you, I feel very calm..."

Philomena struggled to describe it, using ’calm’ to express the feeling.

It was an indescribable chaos, different from the chaos of the Star Realm. Although her thoughts were disrupted, they were remade in the last moments, not an endless, complete madness.

’Calm’ was an appropriate description.

Hexagram, Crucifix Star, Triangle Star - following the initial preparations, the Mage’s life was poised for evolution to a higher level.

The process was fraught with risk, and just as there are no two identical leaves in the world, each Golden Mage is unique. The experience of predecessors can serve as a reference, but cannot be applied rigidly. One must explore the details suited to oneself within the larger framework.

Forcing it, the result is the Void Lord Marshall, who lost himself on the path of evolution.

Marshall gradually came to understand everything, pursuing the essence of life into madness, later regaining his composure and finding himself, which indicated that he received help from an external force.

What exactly that external force was, Aub, who tended to betray his teammates, knew very well. He wanted this power too, hence the Snow Family’s complete mutation.

Had it not been for his failure, he was nearly successful.

Philomena had found her own external force. Her path of evolution was not as distant as Marshall’s or Aub’s. She believed that Wayne could protect her, going all-in, betting her person and thoughts completely.

The inexplicable confidence made Wayne feel guilty; he lacked confidence, didn’t favor Philomena’s plan, and saw this trust as the blindness of love.

He was a man who could be coaxed but not coerced. The more Philomena trusted him, the more ashamed he felt. He struck off his initial self-assurance, taking a fresh look at this graceful and charming High Priest.

Beauty could only attract lechers, but true hearts won loyalty with true hearts. The lies Wayne used to coax Philomena became boomerangs that struck back at him.

The Magic Array burst into light, and the elf’s eyes were slightly closed. With the Moon Phase Card’s changes, her delicate skin shone with a pearly light, brilliantly white.

Wayne placed his hands on Philomena’s shoulders, and in her unreserved trust, he saw the pristine Golden Triangle—life, space, self.

Essence of Life;

Knowledge;

Thought.

When the three reached a perfect balance, they influenced and magnified each other.