"Pope, we can't go on like this, only a big victory can change the direction of public opinion again!"

"The Pope..."

The Pope's face became more and more gloomy, and he gritted his teeth, struggling in his heart.

On one side is the order of the Lord, and on the other side is the current anxious state of the Cult of the End God.

He suddenly raised his head and said word by word to the cardinals in the light curtain:

"Inform all cardinals in the major dioceses of North and South America to attend an emergency meeting in the Cathedral of the End City!"

"The topic of the meeting is whether to take action against the Dragon God Sect!"

...............

In the endless Pacific Ocean, a freighter is moving in it.

In the cabin, a man in a crew uniform walked through the cabin pushing a cart full of food.

He hummed softly, turned left and right, and finally came to an unmanned cabin.

It was one of the holds.

"In this day and age, this ancient mode of transportation is easier to evade customs inspection!"

The man smiled softly and pushed the cart full of food into the cargo hold.

In the cargo hold, which was full of all kinds of goods, there were more than a dozen unkempt people, crowded into this small area.

"Eat, the port is just around the corner, remember to be quiet and don't make any extraneous branches. ”

The man reprimanded mercilessly.

The dozen or so people behind the unkempt dirt all rushed up and gathered in front of the small cart.

Only a young man in his twenties stood outside the crowd, watching the scene with a bitter expression.

He was a little different from the other stowaways crammed into the hold, and his clothes were tattered, but they were still neat. His eyes were not as muddy as the other stowaways, but a worried look.

"Zhao Sicheng, aren't you going to eat quickly? I let you enter the cargo hold for the sake of your parents' affection, don't starve to death on the way. ”

The man in the crew suit said angrily, urging the young man named Zhao Sicheng.

In this day and age, although there are more convenient means of transportation such as airplanes and hovercars, only such ancient freighters can hide stowaways.

Zhao Sicheng's expression darkened, but he didn't refute anything, just squeezed in front of the small cart and competed with the others for food.

His heart was at a loss.

"Zhao Sicheng, you don't want to stay in South America, remember that your father is still a highly educated talent, an academician of the research institute, and has a lot of income, but now you are going to smuggle into East Asia..."

"Zhao Sicheng, are you also like everyone else, want to join the emerging Dragon God Sect?"

The man in the crew suit said with a teasing smile.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there were more than a dozen smugglers next to him, the numb expressions on their faces changed slightly, and there was a longing light in their eyes.

"It is said that the emerging Dragon God Cult has a suspended palace, and this cutting-edge technology is much more terrifying than the other four major God Cults. ”

"This Dragon God Sect has just emerged, and it has the momentum to compete with the End God Sect, and in time, maybe it will be a super power again, and if you join the Dragon God Sect earlier, you will have greater and more profitable benefits. ”

These stowaways talked about it one after another, and the analysis of the general trend of the earth was also similar, which made the man in the crew uniform next to him a little stunned.

"Aren't you just workers in the area controlled by the Cult of the End God, what's the use of caring about these big things?"

The man in the crew suit frowned and said angrily.

"Hehe, now all major media are in this opinion, and it's hard for us not to care. ”

"And if the Dragon God Sect wants to rise, of course, it urgently needs talents from all walks of life, how can it come out if you don't fight hard?"

A swarthy and stout man, grinning and showing a mouthful of white teeth, said with a smile.

After discussing their target, the Dragon God Sect, these originally confused stowaways also became a little more angry.

Zhao Sicheng's eyes next to him lit up a little.

The Dragon God Cult is also his destination, but the reason why he smuggled here is very different from the others.

"The other three major cults are trying to avoid conflict with the Cult of the End God. ”

"Only this newly emerging Dragon God Cult has the hope of being head-on with the Sect of the End God. ”

"So, that's my only hope. ”

Zhao Sicheng muttered to himself, with a complicated expression on his face, with a mixture of hatred, fear, sadness, and confusion. In the end, it was all calm.

He picked up the bowl and pinched his nose to drink the soup.

But one or two tears slipped silently from his eyes and landed in the empty bowl in his hand.

On the coast of East Asia, Haichuan City.

It was already dusk, the sun was setting, and the light was fading.

The city's central urban area is already lit up with lights, and the traffic doesn't stop. There is no night here.

Just two or three kilometers away, the suburbs of Haichuan City are dimly lit and silent.

On both sides of the old street, the street lights are bright and off, and they are flickering.

Zhao Sicheng stood under the street lamp, quietly staring at a house on the side of the road.

His clothes were torn, but he was neatly dressed, and his spirit was a little sluggish, but when he looked at the house on the side of the road, he was full of emotion.

"The street is still the same street, and the house hasn't changed, just a little older, and there's a new church next to it. ”

"In two years, there hasn't been much change here, but the people are no longer there. ”

Zhao Sicheng muttered to himself, his eyes wandering.

"It's been two years, when I immigrated to South America with my parents, I thought I could live a new life, but who knew that now, I am the only one who has returned here, and it is through smuggling. ”

There was a gloomy look in his gaze.

His father was born in a prestigious university and was a researcher in cutting-edge technology, and later he was invited by a research institute in South America to work there, so the family also immigrated to the end city of South America.

Zhao Sicheng walked towards the house in his memory, his expression was slightly dazed, and he recalled the scene of that day again.

............

That day, at his home in the final city of South America, Zhao Sicheng suddenly woke up from a nap.

He jerked to his feet and walked to the living room.

His mother was sitting on the couch with her phone in her hand, seemingly talking to someone.

Under the table in her hand, a glass shattered into a slag of glass, and water spilled all over the floor.

"Mom, can you be quiet? I've been woken up by you. ”

Zhao Sicheng scratched his somewhat messy hair and said angrily.

Suddenly waking up to the sound of a glass shattering, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.