"Sir, Congress will not do this, once you admit your actions, it will have an impact on the stability of the country itself, even if you do, no matter how unhappy they are, they will help you solve the follow-up problems, and will not use this as an excuse to let you step down, what you should be thinking about now is actually the way to deal with it here. Actually, we have another way. ”

"What's the solution?"

"There is more than one school of thought in the Holy See. We can't do it, but we can encourage them to fight. ”

Trump was a little moved.

"We can do this, but once discovered......"

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already self-evident.

That would be a disaster.

"Then find someone to bear this disaster together. Sir, in the entire kingdom covered by the Holy See, no one will want to go back to the time when the Pope ruled over everything, comparable to the gods on earth. ”

The people of the staff said lightly.

At the time of the miracle in the City of the Prophets, an inexplicable antagonism arose between the Holy See and the nations.

In fact, he is not the only one who has this idea, and there are too many people in the City of Prophets at this time.

As long as someone is willing to take the lead, a group will be formed quickly.

With the same hostile targets, it is easy for nations to form groups from one nation to another.

"I need to think about it. ”

"Yes sir, but you must watch the time, and make a choice before the Pope performs miracles again, otherwise it will be difficult for other schools to compete for power. ”

The people from the think tank reminded.

At this time, in the secret archives of the City of the Prophets, Pope Mario and the presiding judge, Jorge, were wandering in front of the bookshelves.

These are extremely secret archives, which are basically unique books that cannot be made public, so there is no electronic catalog here.

Some only use bookshelves with nearly 100 catalogs, and the catalog alone has 35,000 volumes.

And Pope Mario didn't have that much time to look at these ancient catalogs.

"You know where we're looking for? Nobel. ”

The middle-aged man named Mario bowed and said.

"Dear Pope, you can come here with me. ”

He led the two to the end of the catalog shelves.

No one has ever come in to view the catalogue shelves of the secret archives, and even those who apply to enter the archives can only choose from the catalogues that the custodians of the secret archives have taken out of them, and the contents of the catalogues can only be related to the profession of the scholars who have entered the archives.

It can only be consulted three times a day, and each approved person's certificate is only valid for six months.

Walking to the end of the catalogue shelves, Nobel pointed to the series of bookshelves in front of him and said, "This is the private collection of the popes, and there may be what you want." ”

"How many books are there?"

"A bookshelf is a full 400 books, and there are about sixteen shelves here that are related. ”

That is, there are 6400 books in the pure catalog?

Pope Mario frowned, where can this be seen.

"Is there a way to go faster?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Pope, if you don't know what you want, I can't help it. ”

Nobel shook his head apologetically.

"Alright then, let's find out for ourselves. ”

"Okay, you can call me for something, I'm outside. ”

With Nobel leaving, Mario looked at the sixteen large bookshelves in front of him and said:

"Judge Jorge, let's look separately!"

"Hmm!"

Mario paced in front of the bookshelves, feeling that if the Pope in front of him left anything behind, he would definitely not put it here easily.

He paced in front of the bookshelves in front of him, sixteen large bookshelves that looked very different from the others.

These sixteen shelves are a circle larger than the others, and the entire shelves are much older.

The bookshelves are carved with inexplicable lines, forming characters from the mythology of the Holy See, such as the Virgin Mary, the Son Jesus, and so on.

In front of the bookshelf, the sword of Cass began to glow faintly.

"Is this a guide?"

Mario paced in front of the bookshelves, the light of Cass' sword sometimes dimmed, sometimes bright, as if it were directing something.

Eventually, Mario paused in front of a huge bookshelf.

The sword of Cass shines brightest here.

"This feeling, is it the Holy Light?"

Mario stood in front of the bookshelf and stretched out his hand to feel it.

"It's really the Holy Light!"

Mario's fingers spread, and a faint light emanated from his hand.

A little bit of light was slowly swallowed up by the bookshelf in front of him, and the silhouettes of the Virgin and the Child in front of him brightened.

I only heard a "click", and something seemed to be happening on the bookshelf in front of me.

A dark grid popped out.

Inside is a piece of parchment written in ancient Roman script.

The presiding judge, Jorge, came over when he heard the sound.

"What is this?"

"This is the catalog!"

On the parchment is written lines and lines: Dracula Incident, Hell Gate Incident, Corpse Cave Incident, Exorcism Event1022.........

Each event is followed by a dense number, indicating the date and location in the secret archives.

"Oh my God, is it so much? This should be the evil that the Cass angel said, and what about the war?"

Pope Mario, quickly flipping through the parchment to check the text.

"War... This is a crusade...... First ...... Second...... Where was this seven hundred years ago? Found here...... God's Twilight: The Last War, 700 years ago! ”

Mario thoughtful

"Let's go, let's go check it out!"

The two walked through the entire catalog bookshelf hall and got into a sightseeing-like car.

The car moved slowly, and the bookshelves in the City of the Prophet's Classified Archives were 52 miles (84 kilometers) long, which was too slow to walk alone.

On the side of the car, there is a general classification plate on it.

"Here!"

After checking the number on the parchment, Mario got out of the car with Mario, the presiding judge.

After walking for about ten minutes, Mario stopped.

Most of the books on the shelves here are made of parchment, which looks extremely old.

"It's this!"

Mario pulls a parchment book from the bookshelf.

The parchment is also written in ancient Rome, and the writing is extremely scattered, and the notes are scribbled, as if the writer was very emotional when he wrote these words.

But the person who made the payment did not dare to be underestimated, this was the pope of the Holy See seven hundred years ago.

At that time, it was almost comparable to a human god!

"I don't know if what I've written will be taken as a lie made up by mortals, but there was a war with gods, it was Ragnarok, it was a ...... The ...... of the extremely tragic war ...... in the world All places are in war and chaos, and countless gods are at war...... No words can describe this war......"