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Just when the nobles and knights were shocked by the might and height of the Space Marines, the Pope of the Holy See, who had disappeared from the high platform at some point, appeared on the square and walked straight towards the Space Marines with the support of more than a dozen Guardian Shield Knights.

I saw this fat man with a big belly bravely walk up to the priest wearing a skull mask, and look up, sweat suddenly covered the pope's forehead - the deterrent power of the skull helmet with red light in the eyes sockets is indeed too great for mortals.

"I am the Pope of the Holy See of Calradia, Reginord. Kent VIII, I now once again welcome the Divine Messenger on behalf of all the believers of the Calradia continent! ”

Pope Reginord, who lowered his head, said respectfully, his voice trembling a little, which represented the unrest in his heart.

Even if the Pope has already known in the secret records and myths and legends of the Holy See, that the God-Emperor lives outside the sky, and that his god-kingdom has countless heroic warriors and demigods who fight for him, he also roughly understands that the dress of the God-Emperor will probably be different from that of mortals, and when he looks at it from a distance, it is clear that these giants are extremely tall, but when Pope Reginor arrives to look closely, he finds that his imagination is far from reality.

Now the giant holding high the banner of the blue shield of Venus is wearing a heavy armor of light blue, the armor has gorgeous decorations that make all kinds of knights feel dazzling, and the golden tassel exudes a faint golden light that is beyond the imagination of Pope Reginor - he can swear by his huge belly that even if he is a pope, the most powerful person in the entire continent of Calradia has never seen such a tassel, even a holy statue made of pure gold cannot compare with any of the ornaments on this giant's body.

But what makes people even more trembling is that there are hideous golden skull ornaments on the knees, elbows, chest and abdomen of the armor, and you don't see that the group of knights behind Pope Reginor are swallowing saliva, gasping for air, their faces are stiff, their palms have already been placed on the hilt of the sword, but this group of knights does not even have the courage to draw their swords, this action seems to be just to find themselves the courage not to run away in embarrassment, so that they can stick to their duties.

I have to say that standing in front of a group of giants who can only look up, the pressure in my heart is too great.

"Praise the Emperor! Hello, Pope Reginor VIII! I am the Priest Alista of the Warband, the leader who leads the battle of the Warband brothers! ”

"Praise the God Emperor!"

After Reginaud finished introducing himself, he mustered up the courage to look at the skeletal face of the giant in front of him, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and the hem of his ornate papal robe trembled slightly.

Reverend Alista noticed the plight and fear of the mortal in front of him, and he reached out and took off his priest's helmet, revealing his middle-aged face, the short roots of which pointed vertically to the sky.

He shook his head and sighed, and a thunderous sound rang out.

"Reginod VIII, you don't need to be afraid, the skull represents the divine purity of mankind, isn't that what you teach here?"

Obviously, the galaxy is so vast, different worlds have different ecological environments, and human lifestyles and customs are also different, which leads to the fact that the missionaries of the state religion will not fully disseminate the holy scriptures and teachings of the state religion when they are on mission, and there are always some distortions and modifications in the process of mission, which leads to some remote worlds, although they agree to believe in the emperor, but the doctrine is somewhat different.

For others, it's just a small thing, just like whether you wash your hands or not when you eat, it's a personal habit and it doesn't matter. In the same way, whether the skull pattern symbolizes the pure sanctity of mankind, or whether it symbolizes death and slaughter, is completely uninteresting to those who do not believe in the emperor, but what do you think, as long as I go down with an axe, in the end your opinion is nothing more than a joke, and for the serious priest Alista, it is an extremely important thing when he meets a believer whose teachings have been distorted.

This is an important thing that tests my work ethic and must not be overlooked.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency."

When Reginod saw the human face, his trembling legs suddenly recovered, and he forcibly calmed down towards Pastor Alista.

"Please come with me, our Holy See has already prepared a place for the oracle to wash and rest, as well as a grand welcome banquet, please ......"

"Wait!"

Reverend Alista held out his hand to stop Reginor VIII from continuing.

"The real person in charge has not yet arrived, and we are just pioneers and honor guards who explore the way."

"I wonder when all the oracles will arrive!?"

"It's already here!"

As he spoke, a blue portal opened from the sides of both sides, and with the sound of steel clash footsteps, an even burder giant stepped out, ornate tassels hanging from his massive shoulder armor, and the black cloak of the wolf king fluttering in the wind.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~~~~~~~~~~~~"

There was a burst of exclamations and panicked footsteps, both the Pope and the knights who were following him were stunned by this sudden happening, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back, and some of the more unbearable people even sat on the ground, looking up at this miraculous scene in a daze.

And the tens of thousands of sincere believers who stood in the distance, stopped by the reacting apologetic infantry, and thus could not get close, knelt down one after another, praising the God Emperor loudly and praying for his greatness and miracles.

Whether it was smashed down like a meteor or this way of opening a door in the air, these ignorant medieval natives were all shocked, and they had firmly believed that these giants and warriors were the messengers of the God Emperor.

Gavin walked slowly to Pope Reginord, who was stiffly tilted up and his eyes glazed, and introduced himself in a deep voice.

"Hello, Pope of the Mokar World Holy See! I'm the head of the Warbend, Gavin. ”

The thunderous voice woke Reginord VIII, who barely managed to let out a smile at the corner of his mouth, bent down in greeting, and repeated the invitation he had just made.

"God Makes Our Lord, We ......"

Reginor felt that he had been shocked enough for the day, the meteors, the giant oracles, the portals, and the elite heavily-armored warriors.