Chapter 1539: Chapter 1539
Chapter 1539: Chapter 496: Revelations, Doomsday Knight_3
Moreover, is it because of the Saint Heir that the son’s surname precedes the surname of a honest man, allowing him to reverse causality at will?
Wayne was full of complaints; the story can’t be too exaggerated, if this Bible is published, Austin will never be able to walk with his back straight again.
“This part needs to be modified, I feel it’s rather inappropriate…”
Wayne skipped the topic of the honest man Austin, flipped the page and saw the lady picked from the street, and the alliance of wicked women formed by the three littles.
The complaints were overwhelming; the character settings were all distorted.
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Chris is knowledgeable and reasonable, has a pleasing personality, takes a long time to refuse friends, let alone being an accomplice by the lady’s side aiding in misdeeds.
“Is there a possibility that she’s the core of the trio, without her, this family would eventually fall apart?”
Wayne couldn’t bear to mock, wanting Risa to delete and revise this part, otherwise once the Bible hits the market, the trio would be too ashamed to face others.
Flipping again, the cold-blooded High Priest from Moonlight Church appeared, seducing and coercing, all kinds of temptations to lead the Saint Heir astray, with the evil dark forces reaching out their claws to the Saint Heir, the Dark Saintess and Dark Knight join forces, repeatedly trapping the Saint Heir.
Who am I, where am I, what am I watching?
“Lord Son of the Holy?”
“Don’t bother me, I’m thinking.”
Wayne shook his head, turning the page, finally seeing a character whose setting was not distorted, an unfortunate soul.
The literary girl had a tragic background, naturally was persecuted by nature, at the moment of crisis, was helped by the Saint Heir, henceforth deemed herself a Saint. Throughout, she tried every way to seduce the Saint Heir, bearing an abnormal infatuation towards him, attempting to possess him, ultimately was enlightened by the Saint Heir, achieving true result becoming a true Saint inside and out.
Who am I, where am I, why do I have to ponder this question again?
There are several more chapters to follow; Wayne couldn’t be bothered to read any further, closed the draft: “Death sentence, this Bible is unqualified, send it back for revision, correction, rewrite.”
“Lord Son of the Holy, I think there’s nothing wrong with this Bible!” said Michael, frowning.
“Vice-Regent of the Kingdom of Heaven, like a god, strongest Angel Sir Michael…”
Wayne finished the prefix, waited for Michael to get complacent for a moment, then abruptly changed tone: “Your opinion is useless, I am the one who matters, remember, I am the Saint Heir!”
Michael’s face darkened, reluctantly asking: “Could you point out exactly where the draft has issues?”
“It offends too many people, see, none of the churches involved are portrayed well except for the Holy See, and the methods used are extremely monotonous: they either kill, and if they can’t, they seduce, readers would grow tired of it.” Wayne criticized the novel, not optimistic about it at all.
“Lord Son of the Holy, they are all defeated opponents of the father, history has proved once, they are heretics, we need not embellish or beautify them.” Michael said arrogantly.
Standing from the position of the Kingdom of Heaven, Michael is reasonable, Wayne couldn’t find any faults.
Defeat is defeat, Yeloin won the war of faith, Heaven will write history as it pleases, the Five Churches have to endure even if they disagree.
“The key is Yeloin is not here, Heaven doesn’t have a god, if you write this, and then promote it, how would they react once they read it, especially the Dark Goddess, this book almost portrays her as a bad woman.”
Wayne shook his head disapprovingly, though really not a good woman, but this bad woman is too intriguing.
“Lord Son of the Holy, you have power comparable to a god, and so do I, Heaven has two gods, no need to care about their opinions.”
Michael’s demeanor remained arrogant: “If they are not satisfied, we can restart the mythology and fight another war of faith, this time… their faith won’t exist in the world!”
“You underestimate the gods.”
“Lord Son of the Holy, my intuition tells me, you haven’t regarded those goddesses seriously at all.” Michael refused to back down, insisting to write this way.
“Uh, the part about the Dark Goddess is unacceptable, it must be changed.”
Wayne looked around, waved the clergymen to move further away, lowered his voice and said: “I slept with the Dark Goddess, she is my lover.”
Risa hung her head deeply, pretending she didn’t hear anything.
Michael fell silent, picked up the Bible draft, and threw it heavily on the ground.
The ministers wanted to fight to the death, why would the majesty have a private affair with the enemy nation’s leader?
Michael couldn’t understand, suppressed the twitching of his mouth: “Lord Son of the Holy, this… is salvation, you chose to redeem the darkness, right?”
“No, purely tempted by her beauty.”
“Got it, darkness has the potential for salvation, you chose to bear her sins and move forward, she was moved by you, willingly became your saint.”
Michael suddenly understood: “A saint at the goddess level, even the father hasn’t achieved it, it would be the most glorious part of the Bible.”
“Wake up, deceive others maybe, don’t deceive yourself, I am the Saint Heir, you are the Vice-Regent of the Kingdom of Heaven, we can’t engage in religious faith.” Wayne reminded.
Michael clutched his chest and took several steps back.
Seeing him speechless, Risa stepped forward and said: “Lord Son of the Holy, I believe Vice-Regent Michael is reasonable, if the Dark Goddess truly cares about you, she would surely approve the depiction of her in the Bible.”
“I think she would kill you, goddesses also are women, with really small minds.”
Wayne whispered, even among goddesses, Idinis is the one with the smallest mind; she could even get jealous of her own Holy Maiden.