The bard, still dressed in his old clothes, his turquoise eyes full of sorrow, and indescribable feelings brewing in them, looked at the Pope as if he were looking at a mischievous child who had made a mistake and was wallowing around. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The brown top hat with chicken feathers stuck in it is still unusually funny.

The Pope stared blankly at the presence before him, and after a while he began to tremble, and his limbs touched the ground, and he crawled towards the bard like the humblest of slaves.

"O Lord, O my Lord!"

The Pope wept with joy, and he finally understood that at this moment, the true identity of the ancient bard was finally revealed.

The world is limited to the Pope alone.

He thought so, if he knew, then the whole world would know it, and the world would know it.

Elias was restrained by Simon, and his eyes looked at the slender figure in horror. The ancient bard, the gods have seen him, and the demons have seen him, and in an ancient book of the Holy See, his story is written.

"In the utopia of the East, the hometown of the sages, the poet met the sage, he rode a cyan sacred cow, looking old. 】”

Under the glorious golden tree, the homeland of the Persian elephant, the poet met the Buddha, dressed in shabby clothes and with a gentle demeanor. 】”

In the vast and barren desert, on the wide road, the poet met the Prophet with a rusty dagger in his hand and the word of Allah in the other, and conversed with the Prophet. 】”

“【....................】”

That book records the myth of the bard, who came from eternity, immortal, and went to the future.

Everything in front of him made Elias feel terrified, why would the ancient bard be Allah worshipped by the Holy See?!

God is a false thing, but he is an enemy, and Satan is a false thing, originally an enemy.

Jehovah exists, God does not exist, the great red dragon exists, Satan does not exist.

Tom coughed up blood in his mouth, Simon's blow was unreserved, the attack of the [Jordan Iron Book] among the three holy weapons was by no means a joke, his bones were almost shattered, and every time he moved, a huge pain spread.

The Pope prostrated himself at the feet of the bard and wept: "Lord, the false gods have stolen your glory and usurped your authority, and our efforts have been burned, and now your holy mountain has been taken away!"

"We are the guardians of the ancient world and the suppressors of the dark world, and we have done our best to spread your light!"

His words began to choke: "But God and Satan are too powerful..... We let the Dark World act as the vanguard, and we were wiped out, but we achieved our goal. ”

"God has gone to war with Satan, they are entangled, the ancient world is ready to move, all we need to do is use the final thunderbolt strike!"

"Destroy them, and your glory will spread once again to the earth, and all the world will worship you, and all heretics will be judged and burned at the stake!"

The sorrow in the bard's eyes became more and more intense, and the Pope was a little mad, and his tears kept flowing, and in the climax, he even kissed the bard's toes with his lips, like the lowest slave.

"Eh......."

The bard shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment.

"Without the true God of your mouth, God and Satan are nothing but your imagination, names that you have added to them without permission. ”

"Nor am I the true God you worship, and your fanaticism terrifies me, my child. ”

The Pope was stunned, and then his face turned pale in an instant, and he said in great panic: "Why? Why are you afraid of us?

The bard shook his head: "There is no faith, mankind does not need the kind of faith you say, it is just a prison of another spirit, if all living beings are educated by you, it will be a disaster for me." ”

"Your disaster?"

The Pope was puzzled and humbly asked, "Lord, why do you say that?"

"For I am the earth. ”

The bard spoke, "Every step you take is on me." ”

"It will be a calamity for the living beings to be taught by you to believe in me, in the vain Lord you have constructed. No progress, no production, just a prayer, you will not get any answer from me. ”

"Your fanaticism scares me, and your ambition scares me. You try to play a game with God and Satan, but you don't know that they have the power to destroy you with their backhand. I'm ignorant, like delusional kids. ”

"You don't have the right to force others to believe in what you believe in, it's a crooked way that needs to be disparaged. ”

"It is the progress of civilization that pleases me, that religion is supposed to be established to soothe the wounded, not to turn other beings into slaves to some person, or some living being, some empty god. ”

"Only when the mind is emancipated can the living soul be liberated. The same is true of the ancient race, and even more so with the human race of the people after you. ”

"There is no need to spread glory, the human beings on Earth, who are now the new masters who dominate the historical era, have consciously protected, repaired, and rebuilt after the great destruction. It's just getting started, but it's the beginning of hope. ”

"What you do will only set civilization backwards and abandon your unrealistic illusions, my child. ”

"Maybe you're right, maybe I'm right, no matter what, I'll see the end, but you won't see the end. ”

The bard breathed a sigh of relief: "God is the one in the east, and Satan is the other in the starry sky." They are mutually reinforcing and have entanglement with each other, and if you are by your claim, there should be three other so-called "false gods" you call them. ”

"You haven't seen God, so you can only imagine me. ”

"But I've seen them, so I don't need to speculate. ”

The bard played the violin, his figure gradually became illusory, and the old ballad slowly sounded, this time, it seemed to be a different tune.

"Singing........... Hymn to the Stars......"

The figure of the bard vanished, leaving only the music that had not yet completely dissipated to echo through the hall, proving that nothing had just happened was not an illusion.

The Pope trembled, his head slammed against the cold tiles, his eyes wide and bloodshot.

Simon got up, his expression was sluggish, he left Elias tremblingly, and the paladin, who had lost his restraint, got up in an instant and smashed Simon to the ground with a punch.

Tom was carried by Elias, and the paladin looked at Simon who fell to the ground, and then at the Pope, who was on his knees, and felt ridiculous and ridiculous in his heart.

What has the Holy See been pursuing for 2,000 years?

Nowadays, even faith is denied by the gods in whom it is believed, which is ridiculous and ridiculous.

It turns out that the bard is the Lord, and he is the Gaia consciousness.

The paladin glanced back at the Pope one last time, and the old man seemed to have lost his life, and even trembling no longer trembled.

"The Lord is right...... Religion should be a blessing, not a prison for others. ”

"Now, even the great you are imprisoned in your own cage. ”

As he spoke, he walked out of the dungeon without looking back, and as he passed the broken peasant stone man, Elias took the white stone hoe and held it in his hand.