"The hatred of the 38 brothers, the lives of Wei Songping and Bao Fei, the future of the beings of the Iris Star, and the peace of the Federation, Baiyo, and Comia Star Domain...... I'm about to face the most important duel I've ever faced in my life. Benedict, why do you keep talking about things that are not there and are far away? ”

Handing a small nutrient solution injector#shoot# to Romecios, Benedict slowly continued to speak.

"Because I don't want you to fight with hatred on your back, I want you to always remember those good things in battle! The strength of the [King of Iri] lies in the illusion, and the disadvantage of the [Berserker Armor] lies in the state of mind corrupted by hatred. ”

"This battle is not like the battles of the past, what you need is not the will to fight, but - faith!"

......

Tang Yun likes the old joking saying of the old calendar, "Life doesn't have so much time for you to aim!" If you hate him, beat him! If you want him to die, you will smash your fist ......"

Fight, either for revenge or for duty.

Find your tactical objective and smash it down. Even if "responsibility" occasionally violates one's basic emotions, leading to some small entanglements such as "pushing to the bronze statue" and "never loving again". But the process is not complicated overall.

But what is faith?

If it is not called faith to poke in front of Songyan University in the Northern Regions for victory, then what else is it called faith? If the peace of the masses in Fenglin Prefecture, who are burdened with "no more love", is not called faith, then ...... When did the heroic son of a fifth-rate philosopher lack faith? I really don't understand what Benedict's old god stick is smoking?

Tang Yun thought wildly but didn't answer, because as the heavy gates of the Yarat Holy City opened wide on the left and right, in addition to the slaughtered beast armor and holy warriors, Tang Yun heard the cheers of the locals of Yarat. No, not cheers, boos, pours, even curses and insults.

"Kill the False Son! You blasphemous trash, scum, fraudster! ”

"Kill a thousand knives of shit impostor! You should be burned at the stake! Crucified! ”

"Go back to the Garbage Federation, you eighteenth-generation beast and brute! Go to hell with your dead father! ”

"Long live the Holy Son of Shen Zheng!"

"Only a perfect man like Shen Zheng, the perfect true god is the holy son of Yi Ruixing! in order to bear the original sin of all beings! Scum! Go back to the Federation! ”

......

Not far from the gates of the holy city of Yarat, there are two tall stone beast sculptures. Tang Yun stopped and jumped on it. His gaze passed through the rows of tall beast armor "under the crotch#", over the head of the holy warrior, and looked at the angry Yarats. Stiffly cocked the corners of his mouth, carefully revealing his six teeth, then raised his hands in a triumphant V gesture, and then ...... Tang Yun withdrew his index finger again, tightly left his middle finger raised high, and shouted loudly.

"Law...... Gram......! ”

Tang Yun, who has an extremely anti-authority and anti-mediocre personality, and hates both leaders and people, could not really be provoked by the fools in front of him. Coupled with the fact that there were many holy warriors and beast armor between him and the enraged crowd, no blind guy dared to throw rotten eggs at him. Seeing a large group of stupid people who were extremely angry with themselves and doing their best there, Tang Yun's mood suddenly improved a lot. The sun shines on the face and body. The [Sunshine Healing] behind it is constantly repairing his body. Feeling the surging power of the new miniature light energy engine, Tang Yun's "aristocratic smile" gradually turned into a sneer.

Then he slowly withdrew his middle finger, cocked two more thumbs, turned his wrist, and pointed down. Loud roar.

"Your Holy Son, Shen Zheng!"

"He must die!"

Tang Yun's declaration of war was like falling into boiling water, and the Yarat crowd, who were completely enraged, roared wildly again. It's just that Tang Yun turned a deaf ear to these words.

Slowly, a group of people turned out from behind the gates of the holy city of Yarat. Tang Yun really couldn't ignore the appearance of these people in the same way that he ignored the angry Yarats. Because it was the Pope himself who came out surrounded by all the holy warriors and clergy! This made Tang Yun a little surprised, and even more "flattered".

"Hmmm......"

"Hundred miles fly! Hehehehehe. ”

There was a frustrated "um" in a subdued voice, and a few laughs in a weird way. Nero, who was short in stature, looked quite calm, but he always kept a suitable distance from Tang Yun. And let another clergyman with a falcon mask on his face, wearing a black robe, and holding a scythe-shaped elbow staff with a thorny handle in his hand, stand faintly in front of him.

This man was the highest executioner who also had to take time out of his busy schedule to escort the Pope on his journey, the gold-level holy warrior hidden in the Inquisition, Pilachius.

Motioning to Piracius beside him to show something, Nero spoke in his high-pitched voice.

"With the evolution of history, the identity of the Son is not the same as in the past. The tradition of the Holy Son of Erixing should be adjusted with the times. I think Mr. Bailifei is the same as Shen Zheng...... A duel between gentlemen is a good start! ”

Tang Yun, who had never had a chance to stare at Nero's neck, accurately captured a small detail, and Nero did not call Xu Zheng the Holy Son in his words. According to the information of the fish bone, it is indeed very likely that Nero and Shen Zheng turned their faces to prove that he was successfully placed in the brain control device.

Benedict, who was on a carbon fiber staff, took a few steps forward and asked expressionlessly.

"Dare to ask His Holiness how the Pope wants to adjust the tradition of the Son? Just use this violent # duel method? 'Violence # force # suppression # suppression' is the Pope's understanding of the inheritance of the Holy Son? What is the understanding of the original sin of the Eristar beings? In the eyes of His Holiness the Pope, is there a connection between the personal combat power of the Holy Son and the original sin of the Eristra beings? Or is there a connection between your personal abilities in power and the well-being of the beings of Ereis? Like you're going to use war to cleanse the Federation, Baiyo, and the Comians of Sins? Where has your mercy gone? ”

"Mix! Egg! Nero raised one eyebrow and spat out two words word by word. What are you that you dare to be so sarcastic about this god? ”

"I'm ...... Benedict, once the Son! Because I have chosen my successor according to tradition, you should call me the Great Prophet! Of course, I went to the Silver Wing Galaxy before passing on the Holy Seal, and passed the Holy Seal to Bailifei. Presumably, the heir I chose died in the war at that time. ”