Oasis City, the city built on the oasis is now the most important shrine of the Holy Church of the Cross, and the Pope and the archbishops also live in the shrine where the gods shine day and night.

In the Divine Palace, in addition to the Supreme Pope's crown, the three archbishops, and countless cardinals and priests, today, the entire Divine Palace is moving, if nothing else, the Holy Church of the Cross will face an important war. God will not have mercy on those who have just pointed their swords at him, and the Holy Cross Cult, as the embodiment of God's will, will not be, and they will make those who dare to offend them understand what a foolish thing it is to offend the gods.

"Your Majesty, it's begun." Archbishop Sborough said to the Pope.

The Pope nodded, standing up on his fat belly.

The moment he stood up, the divine radiance that shrouded the Divine Palace also rose by three points.

"The prophecy says, 'Whoever insults me, I will repay him three: one of them will forgive; The second is called Shili; Three of them are called iniquities.' The prophecy says, 'What I give, I also ask, I give life to believers, and I ask for the life of the ungodly.' ”

It doesn't matter if these are the words recorded in the canon, but after today, they will be added by the priests. The Pope stopped speaking and waited for the entire Oasis City to kneel and salute. Then he opened his arms as if to pray to the gods: "I pray to God, that your divine power will come down from thousands of miles to take back the lives of those who have invaded." ”

From the shrine as the center, the divine radiance was like sand, fluttering and sprinkling, covering the entire Oasis City, and all the believers felt a warm breath attached to their skin, praying for blessings again and again. Most of the radiance fell on the Templars who were ready to attack outside the Oasis, and their already dazzling armor shone as if it had been adorned with jewels.

"The Prophet said, 'I am waging war only so that the world may fear me and believe in me.'" Go, you people of God, you are warriors of God! ”

"The prophecy says: 'There will be no more death behind you, and the valiant will be rewarded by Me, and the cowardly will fall into the abyss.'"

"The prophecy said: 'I want only the spoils of war, victory, women and land, warriors who belong to me.'"

"Fight! War! War! The Templars also felt the blessing of divine power, as if they had inexhaustible strength, and wave after wave of sound gathered into a sea of qi and scattered into the distance.

The Templars set off, one man and three horses, a mighty force of more than 100,000 horsemen, galloping towards the east at a speed that shook the world.

"Your Majesty, you can go back to the palace." Archbishop Siborough helped the Pope to sit down, this kind of thing was not very easy for the Pope, and the divine radiance of the entire Divine Palace was obviously much sparse.

"Whew...... Call...... War is so annoying. The Pope took a few breaths.

"Yes, Your Majesty is also tired, I just sent someone to send ten beautiful girls to serve Your Majesty." Sboro Road.

"Or the archbishop is sensible." The Pope praised.

"I'll tell the outside world that His Majesty has recently come to an understanding, and I'm listening to the Prophet." Seeing that the Pope was satisfied with his arrangement, Siboro hurriedly continued to follow: "As for this...... I don't know how to deal with mundane things, I don't know ......"

"Alright, while I'm away, I'll leave it up to you to help deal with it." The Pope was very satisfied with Siboro, he was indeed tired, and forcibly using such a large-scale divine technique would consume too much divine power.

The Pope went back to rest, and when he entered his dormitory, his body no longer released a divine glow with a holy aura, which he carefully withdrew from his body, and was replaced by an extreme black light, a pure black that could devour all colors, as if there were no stars and moons in the night sky, as if the black hole in his chest when he lost his cherished things.

Chilling, hollow black.

This is the price, and the Pope has been troubled and crazy about it, but he finally understands that this is the price.

He was also young, unparalleled in his son, and his talent was stunning. He is the highest person in this world, looking down on the world, once thought that he was the master of this world, so he began to create a religion with great ambitions, and it was not until that day when he wrote the canon that day that he discovered the big secret hidden in the ethereal in horror.

It turns out that there really is a god.

At that moment, he was not lost, but very excited, this was a major discovery, and he would become the closest person to God in this world.

He spent dozens of spring and autumn periods guessing one god rule after another, and completed the original divine codex. And his cultivation is also becoming more and more profound, which is the Qi Tianwei power who raises his hands to draw the stars and his eyes are imprinted with the moon. He thanked God for his existence and revered God more and more, but the road to God was not an easy one, and his country, fearing his power, sent a large army to destroy the huge cross that stood in front of the church, and he used his divine light to protect the hearts of those frightened believers. Since then, he is no longer a national teacher, and he has nothing to do with righteousness; His family left him one after another to protect their innocence, and his wife cried "I will die" and "I will die" and fled in the opposite direction to him, and he found that his wife's beautiful face was really distorted and strange. Since then, he has betrayed his relatives and left his family.

And what is ironic is that the realm that he has stopped for a long time has actually been improved. It's just that the divine radiance, which originally symbolized holiness, slowly transformed into empty pure black.

Behind that ethereal veil, it was as if a demon was sitting, and the gift was more like a calamity.

Only then did we realize that this god is not another god, and mercy is not God's work, let alone God's quality. All the way is wrong.

He began to hate, and he hated the world, and he hated the existence of God, and he had a twisted heart.

On the huge, soft bed in his dormitory lay ten young girls with their hands and feet tied. This is already his food, he can't condense the holy glow himself, he can only find a way to draw it from others, and the girl who symbolizes holiness is the best object. He covered his body with a hollow black radiance, and transformed into the beautiful young man he had when he was young.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and the near-perfect appearance made him even more irritable, and now he still wanted to deceive himself and the girls with this appearance that had become history.

Ten girls, who were given a big dream by him, met their beloved in a dreamlike fairyland, and then it was the peachy time of half-pushing, refusal, and resignation.

On the bed in the dormitory, the girls made unspeakable exaggerated movements, and the sea of flesh was surging, which was their spring dream, the pope's feast.

Finally, the Pope stopped moving, he absorbed enough divine radiance, and his irritable heart was vented to a certain extent, and he calmed down a lot.

He got up and got out of bed, and the self in the mirror gradually changed back to his old and bloated real self.

He has some, and he wants to cry without tears.

The first step was wrong. He looked at the girls who were still lying on the bed with large patches of skin, but he couldn't get the slightest interest.

This is an inexplicable road, he is a genius, whether it is understanding or talent, he can be called the world, but when he wants to go further, from humanity to God, he has stepped into a never-ending trap, God and man, is actually two extremes.

As the closest man to God, he was also closest to the truth, and he knew that he was wrong at that time, and he was extremely wrong. This is a broken road, and there is an abyss ahead of him, and he has not only walked towards this path of no return, but also called on countless believers......

As the leader, he was the most frightened and tormented.

It's as if Moses led the crowd across the sea in search of a better place for people to survive, only to find a barren land that was not as good as it was when he was a slave.

But unlike Moses, his God would not give him any help, but would only watch him and lead the believers to struggle and cry. He led the people across the sea, but he did not know that there was no end to it, and as a pioneer, he saw the boundaries of the world, and the great whirlpool in the sea devoured everything around them, blocking the way forward......

But he could not tell the truth, and once the truth was published, it would not be the despair of one person, but the despair of all people, the collapse of the faith of all believers. And if he doesn't have the will of the believers, then his realm will also fall back quickly.

So he had no choice but to maintain the status quo, bury the truth deeply, respond to the hopes of those who are devout and feel despair alone. He has nowhere to vent this unspeakable despair, only to vent it with the purest and twisted desires.

The Pope watched Siboro's subordinates take away the ten girls who were still dreaming on the bed, and he understood Siborough's thoughts, that old man had always wanted to empty himself and seize power, by any means.

The Pope looked down at his bulging belly, then at his hairy thighs, and saw sinful spirits. He smiled rarely, he also cultivated divine arts, but his realm far surpassed the three archbishops, and in the face of strong strength, power and conspiracy were useless.

He began to laugh palely, and although this pale and weak laughter was really unpleasant, he needed it, even if he laughed until the end, he still coughed deeply. He laughed at Siborough's naivety, the Pope is not an emperor on earth, not a deceitful person who pretends to be the Mandate of Heaven, but a person who can truly understand God's will...... A man of deception.