This is the end of the matter.

Miyamoto led the two groups of Dark Thunder to activate the ruling in space mode, and flew back to Canglan Star, where the 230,000-star journey forced them to return after four hours. The landing site was chosen, on the plain 30,000 kilometers away from Canglan City, and at this time, the eastern hemisphere entered dusk.

For a while, more than 100 people felt a little like a world away, and they were about to enter the dark sky again so soon, and now they could even save the jet lag.

The convoy was already waiting at the edge of the plain, all of them the presiding judges of the Inquisition.

Compared with the thrilling twists and turns on Miyamoto's side, the landing battle of space ships from the ground battlefield to the ground. The rest of the team led by the director had a dismal record, except for catching a few small shrimps, and even the bishop was not seen.

Among the cathedrals of the Satan Church, the rest are all ordinary people, and even the priests graduated from the seminary of Canglan Star and converted to Satan halfway.

After several hours of continuous fighting, coupled with the final journey back to the 20,000 stars of Canglan Star, even Miyamoto was a little tired. Many people almost fell asleep when they landed, and only sat on the grass after landing smoothly, and the two rested back to back.

Miyamoto, as the executive officer, was one of the people in charge of this operation, and although he was already very tired, he still took out the boy Che Angang to serve as a guard.

Although everyone was willing to help, their bodies were weak, and as soon as they sat down, their buttocks seemed to grow on the ground.

Five minutes later, the convoy led by the bureau chief arrived, and most of the people who came were presiding judges at or above the division level.

Many people saw this action group directly under Miyamoto for the first time, but there were only a hundred people here, and most of them were obviously not here.

The medical team accompanying the car quickly got out of the car to look for serious injuries, but after a round of inspection, only five or six were injured, of which only two were seriously injured, and the remaining 90 or so people were exhausted and could move after a few days of recuperation.

"Executive Miyamoto." Serbia was also on the team, still wearing the same outfit that looked like a bank's bank, "Congratulations on completing a victory and avoiding the loss of the Holy Religion." ”

Miyamoto shook Serbia's outstretched hand, "Pass the prize." ”

More than 100 people got into the car in batches, and Miyamoto, Serbia, and the director were in a car together, driving in the direction of Canglan City. The mighty convoy kicked up a cloud of gray sand on the plain, and it looked like an earth dragon from a distance.

"Regarding the specific situation of this mission, I will write a report and submit it." Miyamoto sat in the front seat, which was just a small car that could accommodate up to five people. Before Miyamoto got into the car, he thought that he couldn't squeeze together with two women, so he took the front seat first, and the driver specially brought filter headphones, and his voice was filtered out.

"No, you don't." Serbia closed its eyes and clasped its hands to its chest, "I said that any armed violence that has occurred in Canglan Star in the past week has nothing to do with the Messianic Cult and the Inquisition. We don't know anything, what kind of report is going to be submitted."

"I see." Miyamoto leaned back tiredly on a small pillow on the back of the saddle and gradually fell asleep.

The director was silent all the time, looking out the window, only the eyes that looked at Miyamoto from time to time revealed her inner worry.

"I'm fine." Miyamoto said suddenly.

She was stunned for a moment and smiled, "That's good." ”

His Majesty the Pope, the supreme ruler of the Church of Sartan, sat in the gazebo, not wearing the robe that symbolized the Pope's majesty, but just the ordinary clothes of the elderly.

The person sitting opposite was a beautiful woman who looked twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed very fashionably, her long hair was permed into wavy curls, which was a bit of a Western-style beauty. But she is actually the Dao Venerable of the Daomen, and her age is her biggest secret, but as long as you have heard of her deeds, it is not difficult to guess the fact that this person is actually over seventy years old.

The Pope and the Dao Zun represent the two most powerful forces in the Satan Domain, and for many years there has been a constant struggle on the surface, but in the shadows there is a very close cooperation between the two sides.

Just because of a secret, no more than ten people know about it.

"When did you get dressed up like that," the Pope quipped, looking at his wavy and blonde hair, "I didn't know you could wear a little dress." It's beautiful."

"Shut up, old whore," Daozun glared at the Pope viciously.

The Pope shook his head and smiled.

"Do you think I want to dress up like this" Daozun looked at his long reflective golden hair, "I just let the barber watch the scissors, who knew that guy directly dyed my hair and permed it"

"Then how beautiful is your little dress, if only the skirt were a little shorter," said the Pope, with a little regret.

"Look at it, the eyeballs are about to fall out" Daozun looked at the small dress on her body, thinking of the student Xueyin's attentive gaze, she should have known that something was wrong, but she didn't expect that her fourteen-year-old student would actually pit the teacher

"Pope, don't say anything else, do we want to talk about the big business in this park"

"Isn't it good?" said His Majesty the Pope, holding a teacup, as several eight or nine-year-old children ran past him, giggling and laughing. "Today I just invited you out for a cup of tea, don't talk about big things, just run out and be idle."

The Pope looked at the children, and a kind smile gradually emerged, he is now just an old man here, not His Majesty the Pope, who rules half the universe.

"Are you still the Pope" Daozun also lost his temper with this old man, looking at the green grass outside the gazebo, she suddenly remembered that many years ago, four girls were playing childish games on the same grass, swinging dolls.

Thinking about it, I felt that I was really a little stupid at that time, and I couldn't help but smile. It's just that when I think of it now, the four sisters are all different. Everyone has their own philosophy, and after so many years, they are already strangers.

"I'm ready." Daozun said suddenly.

The Pope's hand shook as he poured the tea, "You really have to do it"

"It's time to make an end, I'm looking forward to the battle with the Messianic Pope, she will pay for what she did back then." Daozun stared at a virtual photo of four girls in a group photo, each smiling so happily.

"Is the original sin organ ready?" Dao Zun asked suddenly.

"They can't wait to compete with the Peruvian authorities." The Pope had a bit of a headache for the tech maniacs, "It is said that they have not slept for four or five days in a row, and when I went to see it yesterday, the eyes of the whole bureau were red. I had people inject them with sleeping pills, and they didn't wake up for two days. ”

"The Red Dragon is on its way, and we're ready. The rest is up to the Gerkos gang. ”

End of chapter