Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Pope

It is a magnificent palace-like building. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

Although it was late at night, thousands of candles illuminated the huge space that should have been dim, and also illuminated the murals on the dome and four walls.

There are 66 murals in large and small sizes, showing 66 stories from the creation of light, order, and justice by God the Father to the return of the last saint to the kingdom of God.

In the middle of the palace is a huge emblem of the god of light.

This is the Papal Room.

A majestic old man with a white beard stood quietly in front of the emblem.

He wore an ornate white robe inlaid with precious stones and filigree, a tall papal crown studded with diamond jewels, and exuded a magical power as vast as the sea.

This man is Charlie White.

That is, His Majesty Pope Charles I in the mouth of the world.

At this time, His Majesty the Pope was staring directly at the huge emblem, but it was obvious that he was not praying.

His grey eyes were bloodshot and yellow, bright as a young man, but there was not much reverence in them.

He was thinking.

Many of the royalist and princely nobles had died in battle, and most of the bureaucracy in the court had turned to their papal faction.

Half of the commanders of the legions stationed in various places are their own people, but the other half are mostly not members of the royal family.

Now it's an immediate coup d'Γ©tat, and it looks like it's all in hand.

And now all the enemies think that the undead of the south are their enemies.

When we send more of the armies of these other factions that don't know the situation yet, we can use the blessings to consume each other with those necromancers, and then we can take the final action on our side.

Crush them from behind and build a ******** empire with a vast territory.

The land kingdom of God in the main material realm.

And thenβ€”

Get rid of "the one".

But a lot of things are slightly off track for him to set.

Prince Kalokos may have died in the scourge of the dead, but the more important princess survived because of the so-called "miracles", while her grandson was lost;

Her Royal Highness the Princess, who is now in Said, was originally very peaceful a while ago, and it seemed that she was ready to wait for reinforcements to arrive and return to God's blessing. But suddenly I don't know what to do, I block the roads and the city, and make a stubborn appearance;

Because a country priest suddenly came out of nowhere, and he actually stabilized Wright V's condition. In the past few days, this old immortal who has regained consciousness has suddenly changed his old stupid appearance, and has begun to consolidate the defenses of the city and the palace of Lightsy, and has also removed some of the generals of the city defense army, most of whom are his own men;

"Those mages" seem to have mostly fallen to the royal family;

The Golden Dragon Legion, which has been fighting with the Northern Barbarians, has recently spread the news that it is preparing to go south, but the direction is not known whether it is God Blessing or Wright;

The group of necromancers he was ready to take the opportunity to weaken the reorganization was much stronger than he expected, and in the past two days, there was news of collusion between the Holy See and the undead in some places, and I don't know if it was the crooked beating of political enemies or the news that really leaked out somewhere.

In summary, it seems that there is someone's will that wants to hinder his great cause.

It can't be "that one", right?

Nonsense.

If there's really someone you haven't noticed who is trying to get in your way, then find out and kill them.

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Suddenly, there was a faint fluctuation of magic behind him.

Charles I frowned.

He turned around, and the magic that emanated was so thick in a split second that it seemed to turn into substance.

The air in the entire hall seemed to turn strange in an instant, with lightning, sparks, and spots of light crackling.

He saw a man.

It was a young man who looked to be in his twenties.

He had an unusually handsome countenance, and his well-groomed brown hair was long enough to reach his ankles. Dressed in a cloth black robe.

Plain and clean.

I don't know how he got in or how long he's been here.

Unoblivious to the great power displayed by Charles I, the man approached calmly.

There were no footsteps, and he seemed to be floating in the air.

Mana fluctuations are weak.

With the strength of His Majesty the Pope, he can let him die dozens of times with a single gesture, so he will wait for him to explain his intentions clearly.

"Charlie, long time no see."

The greetings from the visitors were unreasonable.

But His Majesty the Pope felt familiar.

The voice of the greeting and the tone of the greeting made him feel nostalgic.

Then, the image of the greeting person suddenly made him feel a little familiar.

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The huge fluctuations in the magic power in the Papal Hall quickly caused many High Priests and Templars who were guarding outside to feel the alarm, and many of them had already rushed into the temple.

"Who are you?"

The young man smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, and raised it flat and spread his palm upward.

Four small spheres of different colors instantly appeared above the palm.

A scorching red orb, a blue orb of ice and electric light, a yellow orb of energy that was constantly moving on the surface, and a cyan orb of cyan energy filled with screeching gases inside.

The four strange orbs chased each other, getting faster and faster, and their trajectories becoming more and more complex and mysterious.

The power contained in it made everyone around them feel the danger.

Although these four spheres are small, they all compress the energy of considerable power, and if one or two were taken out alone, many elite-level mages might be able to do it.

The problem is that these four spheres were created and manipulated at the same time, which means that this person is extremely familiar with the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind.

It is important to know that the differences in the attributes of the four elements are very large, and familiarity with one element often limits the ability of a mage to use the others.

This is a supermaster of the plastic energy department.

The Holy See masters who had broken into the temple had already prepared to attack this dangerous person, just waiting for the Pope's order.

But His Majesty the Pope waved his hand.

So all those who came in withdrew again.

"Who are you from Grande?"

Charles I asked.

"Unexpected...... His Holiness the Pope remembers me as an old friend. ”

The young man laughed.

"I'm naturally impressed by a monster like you who can use all four elements of the Plastic Energy System at the same time."

Charles I did not show a look of surprise and said casually.

"At that time, there were always things that affected my research, but now I have finally solved some of the regrets of the past."

"I thought you were dead on the battlefield."

"It's a big life, and because I don't have those nasty obligations tied up all these years, I've been able to hide somewhere and continue my magic experiments. It's a perfect day. The young man smiled, looking very satisfied.

"Then why are you showing up again? And make such a young illusion, could it be that you are too old to see people? ”

This young mage is an illusion.

The papal tradition has given the priests many divine skills to see through the falsehood.

And the Pope is a figure standing at the top of the priesthood, and he has been talking for so long, and now he can naturally see that the Grande in front of him is not a real person.

This illusion is also a high-level spell that transmits everything seen and felt to the caster.

Therefore, this black-robed mage was naturally able to avoid all the guards and come here, because he had appeared here out of thin air in the first place.

And being able to evade the Holy See's magic enchantment and forcibly cast an illusion here, this mage's strength is probably unfathomable.

The handsome mage who had seen through the illusion also did not show any surprise, he smiled and said, "My old bone just suddenly wants to move. And I've seen some of the sights I remember all over the Empire, and I've found a lot of interesting things. ”

"Something interesting?"

"Well, it's some evidence that you manipulated the undead to attack Your Majesty and blame the dark devil in the first place."

"Oh."