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With the words coming out.

There was a brief pause in the room.

The atmosphere was a little lower again.

Immediately, someone sneered.

"Believe in God? Believe in ...... Yourself?"

"Does this self-hypnotic statement have any practical significance? Do you know who the opponent is this time!? It is a demon who can easily destroy a cosmopolitan city, a man who can destroy the existence of a full-fledged regular fleet with the power of one man, and a terrible person who is no different from God and no, Satan to us!"

"God, where is God? I just see, Satan walking in the world!"

The atmosphere suddenly fell low again.

After a few moments, a middle-aged man stood up.

"In the face of such a demon, we can't do anything at all, what we can do now, and the most important thing to do, is to evacuate the people, and he will not necessarily kill innocent people indiscriminately this time......

In the end, the sonorous voice became a little weaker.

Perhaps, even he himself did not believe the last sentence just said.

Doesn't it have to kill innocents indiscriminately?

What caused the death of thousands of lives in Edo City?

The footage of the fully formed fleet sinking to the bottom of the sea in the Pacific Ocean is vivid.

The number of lives under that demon's hands was outrageous.

Now, some people actually fantasize that this demon will not kill innocents indiscriminately when it appears this time?

Is there anything more than this fantasy in this world?

"Ignorance, this kind of thinking is too ignorant......"

"Don't kid ourselves, let's not be the ostrich that buries its head in the dunes, we have to face the crisis head-on......"

"No, in order to avoid innocent casualties, I think an emergency evacuation is needed......"

"Let's not forget that during World War II, many military shelters were built in our countries......

"We can put the people in those strong military shelters and wait for the demon to leave......"

"Oh God, listen to it, it's a shameful surrender statement......"

"Don't pretend to be scrappy, if you have the guts, you can command the army to destroy that demon......"

Quarrels, one after another.

The heads of state are fighting for each other.

Some proposed to join forces to kill the demon, some proposed to retreat and reduce casualties, and some actually wanted to negotiate with the demon......

They have their own opinions, and each of them thinks that their proposal is the most reasonable.

But at the same time, no one can convince anyone.

Just as the argument was endless, suddenly, someone broke in in a panic.

"Emergency, emergency, His Holiness the Vatican made a televised speech, and he told everyone the news of the arrival of that demon, and now the whole of Europe knows the bad news......"

Hearing the news, the heads of state unanimously stopped the meaningless quarrel.

It was as if they had collectively been immobilized, and they stood in place dumbfounded.

There was an eerie silence in the hall.

Time, as if it had stopped passing at this moment.

The picture is frozen in this moment.

The silence lasted for a moment, and then there was an uproar.

"What? His Holiness the Pope actually announced this?"

"What exactly does the Holy See want to do?"

"Don't they know that doing so will cause panic among the people?"

"We are trying to find a way to calm the situation, and the actions of the Holy See are tantamount to adding fuel to the fire!"

Out of respect for the Pope, the heads of state did not say anything too nasty.

But their tone and expression were quite dissatisfied.

Announcing this kind of information is no different from creating panic.

"Did the Holy See think that it was still the Middle Ages? They were no longer supreme rulers, and the theocracy and the secular had long since been separated into two incompatible wholes. ”

"We must put pressure on the Holy See, and at this time, they must not come out to make trouble again, and all future actions of the Holy See must be approved by us. ”

The heads of state frowned and shouted in an unhappy tone.

At this time, the guy who broke in took a few breaths and continued: "Also, His Holiness informed all believers that the target of that demon was the Vatican, and His Holiness made a promise that he would personally punish that demon and never let that demon wreak havoc in God's realm. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was full of disapproval.

It's like hearing the stupidest joke of the century.

The Pope of the Vatican, what is crazy?

He dared to make a public promise to take out the murderous maniac with his own hands.

Stupid, just stupid.

Does the Pope really think that the Holy See has the power to turn the tide?

He is a pope, and his status is indeed very high, but he is only a pope, nothing more!

He is not God, but the demon is Satan!

……

Vatican, St. Peter's Basilica.

The Pope, who had just made a sacred declaration, stood alone under the cross.

The sharp gaze seems to have passed through the barrier of time and space, focusing on the enemy's body.

"Lin Yu, on behalf of God, I want to thank you, the bloody horror you brought is a perfect confirmation of God's greatness and mercy. ”

He muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth drawing a smug arc.

In his calm expression, he was sure that Zhizhu was in his hands.

Everything seemed to be under his control.

At the moment, the Pope feels like a chess player on top.

And the crowd is the chess pieces on the chessboard.

As for the demon from the east, it was the best sacrifice he offered to God.

Thinking of this, his smile became more and more proud.

In my mind, the expected scenes flashed.

The devil from the East, subdued and killed by the Pope.

Tens of millions of people have become fanatical and devout believers.

Since the decline of the church in the Middle Ages, the Vatican has ushered in the best opportunity for revival.

Without the life of the devil as a sacrifice, how could the Holy See have any chance of restoring its former supreme and sacred status.

Just as the Pope was secretly complacent, a cacophony rang out outside the church.

"Let's go in, we're going to see the pope......"

Hearing the voice, a cold color flashed in the Pope's eyes.

Moments later, the heads of state of the West stormed the church in a rage.

They ignored the clergy and went straight to the Pope.

"In order to avoid the spread of panic, we ask that you immediately revoke the previous televised declaration and give a reasonable explanation to the public. ”

The English Prime Minister roared in anger, his eyes full of anger.

The other leaders, standing on his right and left.

With a look of common hatred, he stared at the Pope deadly.

"In your eyes, I see fear, I see timidity, I see attachment to life, I see fear of death, but I do not see your devotion to God. ”

The Pope and the heads of state looked at each other and said slowly.

In the low tone, there was a sacred and solemn momentum.

"I will not grant your request, although you are all heads of a nation, but in the eyes of God you are nothing but poor lost lambs, and a merciful God will save your souls. ”

Hearing these words, the already aggressive heads of state were even more furious.

"Listen, what ridiculous remarks, our papal crown may still be immersed in the glory of the Middle Ages, he is immersed in dreams, unwilling to open his eyes to see the world, let us tell the honorable pope that theocracy has long since declined!"

The English Prime Minister said slowly, with a sneer on his face.

Eagle-like gaze, looking at the Pope opposite with disdain.

"Your Majesty, I have to remind you that everything we said just now is an order that the Holy See must carry out, remember my words, it is an order, an order that cannot be refused......"

Before the words fell, the shock abruptly changed.

His Majesty the old Pope suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the neck of the English Prime Minister.

It's so fast that it's hard to tell with the naked eye.

His eyes were filled with flames of materialization.

That is, that's the real flame.

It's not a rhetorical description, and it's not an illusion in my mind.

The flesh in the Pope's eye sockets vanished, like a skeleton without flesh.

In the dark eye sockets, scorching flames danced.

"You're guilty!"

A low and muffled voice sounded slowly.

"Do you remember, your sins that go deep into your soul!"

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