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The empty rotunda is extremely large, and some of them are unusually large. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info hall is surrounded by large rectangular windows, each of which basically extends from the roof to the floor, allowing sunlight to shine through, rendering the room extremely bright.

Dozens of stout white columns stood in the middle of the hall, each of which was covered in exquisite carvings.

The color of the walls of the whole hall is not single, but composed of countless murals, the color of the murals is generally warm, and the most of them is white that represents holiness, and the content of the paintings is mostly depicting an angel with white wings, as well as all kinds of ordinary human beings, the warm and soft sunlight shines through the windows, shining on the murals on these walls, which looks extremely holy and beautiful.

The roof of the rotunda is extremely high, showing a high arch, and the frescoes on the walls that are full of sacredness spread from the bottom to the whole roof, and the frescoes on the roof are more delicate and vivid, depicting angels and humans vividly and vividly before the eyes of the world.

The color of the vaulted dome gradually changes from white to a bright gold, and in the center of the roof, a large sun pattern shines with a golden yellow light.

The sun depicts a man, a sacred and majestic man, who is in the same shape as a large white statue standing at the back of the hall, but with different movements.

The tall and solemn white statue at the back of the hall, clad in battle armor and with piercing eyes, holding a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, stood there, looking powerful and majestic like a god.

The man in the fresco in the center of the roof did not hold anything in his hands, he just opened his hands and faced gentleness, as if he wanted to accept everything in the world, and appeared to be kind and loving.

The magnificent golden roof does not make people feel the slightest extravagance, some are only sacred and solemn.

The whole hall was very quiet, and there seemed to be an ethereal chant in the distance, and the holy sound was faint, incessant, and cleansing the soul.

Located in front of the statue, there is a very eye-catching wide chair, the seat of the chair is extremely spacious, which can accommodate two people to sit next to each other, and the back of the chair is extremely high, the shape of the chair is extremely simple, and the white wooden body shows a sense of sacredness and nobility, so that people can know at a glance that the position of this chair is the center of this hall, and it can even be said that the position of this chair is at the highest point of the entire Bright Sect.

But at this moment, an old man with an ordinary appearance was sitting on the chair that symbolized the pinnacle of power in the Cult of the Illuminati.

The yellow-white robe was worn on the old man's body, although it looked spotless, but it did not look bright, a slightly sparse short hair had become a pure white color after the baptism of the years, the old man's figure did not look tall, his back seemed to be slightly rickety, and his plain appearance seemed to be extremely ordinary, no matter who he was, after seeing this old man, he would feel as if he was on an ordinary street in the city, and he had passed by the old man.

The Sect of Light is the most powerful and largest country in the Continent of the Gods.

And this ordinary-looking old man is the Pope of Light, who is regarded as a god by the people of the Sect of Light!

The ninety-ninth pope of the Illuminati ---- Grandenne O'Neiense!

At this time, the Pope sat in a chair, not like a god, looking down on all beings, but like an ordinary old man, frowning.

He held an unfolded scroll in his hand, and was carefully reading the words on the scroll, his expression extremely solemn, and his eyes were full of sorrow.

What is written on the scroll is the message sent back by the Temple Pope Raphael.

He had carefully checked the contents of the scroll in his hand three times before putting it away.

A sigh that reverberated throughout the empty hall...

The Pope closed his eyes, leaned back in his seat, put his hand on his forehead, and commanded into the empty hall in a tired and old voice

"Inform all the popes and go to the council chamber at once!"

"Yes!"

Somewhere in the hall, a black figure flashed, and then vanished...

"Alas......"

The old man's sigh echoed in the empty hall again...

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There is a huge round table in the center of the council hall of the Cult of Light, and there are a total of fourteen chairs around the round table, at this time, a group of gray-haired old men are sitting around this table, among these people, except for the Pope himself, all the rest are the popes of the various branches of the Cult of Light.

The Pope glanced at it, saw that only three of the original fourteen chairs were empty, and nodded. Spoken:

"Now that everyone is here, I'll start talking about one thing."

The Pope once again opened the scroll in his hand and said to the popes present: "Raphael has sent news that he is coming back soon. ”

"yes, he's finally coming back..."

"That's great..."

"He's been out of the Holy See for almost two years..."

Looking at the popes who were talking, the Pope continued:

"He mentioned one thing in the letter, saying that he had finally found a qualified heir..."

This news can be described as a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, and the entire council hall was in an uproar!

"Is this true!!"

"Unbelievable!"

"Great! Twenty years! Raphael has finally found his heir! ”

"yes, it's not easy... Now all the papal heirs in the Holy See are ready! ”

Looking at the excited popes, the Pope of Light couldn't help but sigh deeply, and said with some sorrow:

"But his letter says that the heir he has found is both a son of light and a blood royal family!"

After hearing the Pope's words, the entire council hall suddenly fell silent...

"Alas......"

I don't know who sighed, and a sad mood gradually spread from the hall...

"Raphael he... Has he finally become like this..."

"Actually, I have a hunch over the years that things will develop to this point..."

"Twenty years! Raphael no longer thinks about a successor, he must have kept fantasizing about the identity of this heir in his mind, but in the end he still confuses fantasy and reality..."

"If you were a normal person, you would go crazy in less than ten years! I didn't expect Raphael to spend twenty years, how strong this old friend of ours is..."

"Alas... It's just a matter of fantasizing about a successor, but such a ridiculous thing as the blood royal family and the son of light being one can be imagined, it seems that Raphael is seriously ill! ”

"No matter what, we in the Cult of Light must do our best! Invite the best priest in the Continent of the Gods to see Raphael! ”

"Raphael wants to pass on the heirs, are you confused? The best priest in this world is Raphael himself! ”

"You want to do something, don't you? I'm telling you! The two of us have fought all our lives and have not been able to distinguish a winner, otherwise we will have another good battle today! ”

"Come on! You think I'm going to be scared of you old thing! ”

"Silence! Quiet! ”

When the popes, who had been noisy heard this, they all fell silent.

The only one who can immediately shut up all the popes present is the Pope of Light.

The Pope of Light leaned back in his chair with a tired face, his elbows propped up on the armrests, and his hands rubbing his somewhat swollen forehead.

Seeing the Pope sitting there without saying a word, someone among the Popes couldn't help but ask:

"Your Majesty, what should we do..."

Pope Grandeni raised his head and looked at these popes looking at him intently, looking at these faces that were older than the other, and sighed:

"Let's stabilize Raphael's mood first..."