At this moment, on the highest spire of the main altar of the church.

A bearded man dressed in the godfather's robe walked in.

An old man in red was meditating with his eyes down.

On the head of the old man in red, he wore a high hat, and on the hat, there were many strange orbs inlaid on it, which were extremely precious.

In his hand, the old man in red holds the scepter of light, which symbolizes the power of the church.

I heard the door being pushed open.

The old man in red suddenly opened his eyes.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

"See His Majesty the Pope!"

The bearded godfather, on his knees, was extremely pious.

It turns out that this old man in red is the number one person in the Church of Light - His Majesty the Pope!

The supreme ruler of the Church of Light on the surface - Douglas XXVIII!

"Get up!" Douglas XXVIII, slowly raised his hand.

"Your Majesty, the Son of God, has been taken into the altar. What's next? ”

Bearded Godfather, said respectfully.

"You are in charge of the missionary corps, and when you get to the main altar, you don't need to use force. Below, your responsibilities become significant. ”

Douglas XXVIII, said meaningfully.

"Your Majesty, the identity of the son of the god was passed down by the Galactic Bishop. The specific reliability has not been verified. The strength of the Galactic Bishop is not strong, his words may not be credible, he has been sent to the Galactic Galaxy for so many years, and I don't know if that kid has degenerated. Do we really have to bother with such an uncertain 'son of God'? ”

The bearded godfather voiced his doubts.

The status of the bearded godfather is not low, and he is a real godfather-level boss!

In the Church, apart from the Pope and the archbishop's high priests, as well as a few strong hermitages, he had little to worry about anyone.

The missionary corps under his command is the fundamental guarantee for the church to spread its doctrine and increase and win over believers.

"Bishop Galaxy, I have the impression that he doesn't look like a frivolous person. Without 90 percent certainty, he won't report it to me. ”

Douglas XXVIII, said slowly.

"The Son of God matters so much! There has not been a Son of God in our church for more than a thousand years. Even if he has a 1 in 10,000 chance, we can't give it up! ”

"The formal verification ceremony is already in preparation, and there must be no mistakes in the meantime."

Douglas XXVIII, said solemnly.

"Humble duty understands!"

The bearded godfather nodded.

"But, Your Majesty, if so, the Son of God, is...... Fake .........."

The bearded godfather asked.

Douglas XXVIII, waved his wide sleeves.

"If it's a fake, then drive him out of the altar."

"However, on the side of the archival priest, I can't guarantee that he won't use this to attack us!"

Said the bearded godfather.

"Hehe, I'm still worried that he won't challenge me. If he dares to pick things, I'm afraid he won't succeed? ”

Douglas XXVIII, his eyes were cold.

"Go down and prepare, the high priest of the Arch-Priest will not let the Son of God live in peace. In the main altar, they are closely monitored, and they will not use force, but the Inquisition is in charge of the internal criminal law, and they should be dispatched. Your missionary corps, take care to protect the Son of God and not let the Inquisition frame the Son of God on trumped-up charges! ”

Douglas XXVIII, commanded.

"No!"

The bearded godfather obeyed, and immediately bowed down and retreated.

In the main altar of the church, inside a large auditorium.

A lame old man, on crutches, walked and walked in the auditorium, presiding over a sacrificial code.

It's just that this lame old man's crutches are very peculiar, and there is a layer of milky white halo on it.

Those who know the goods will definitely be able to recognize this crutch, but in the Church of Light, the famous ———— sacrificial scepter.

This sacrificial scepter is no worse than the Scepter of Light.

There was a bald black-robed guest who quietly walked in.

"High Priest!"

"That son of God has entered the altar safely!"

The black-robed man said coldly.

The lame old man was not surprised.

"What kind of person Douglas is, I know. As the Pope, he must have sent a strong team. It is not surprising that the Son of God came to the altar safely! ”

As he spoke, the lame old man casually pinched a two-headed poisonous snake to death.

Blood was dripping and dripping on the altar.

"High priest, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if it's the son of God, is it true?"

"Aren't we going to be pressed by the Pope's family!"

The black-robed man said resentfully.

"Judge Green, you're upset."

"In this game of chess, it's just been laid out!"

The lame old man sneered.

It turned out that this black-robed man was the chief judge of the Inquisition, equivalent to the level of a godfather, and was in charge of the criminal law within the church!

The lame old man Ferdinand XVIII, the archpriest, has always been competing with the Pope, and both of them are the highest authorities in the first ladder!

"The subordinates are stupid, please ask the high priest to make it clear!"

Green, respectfully asked.

The archbishopric of the church has always been known for his wisdom.

"Hehe, in the general altar, it is indeed very difficult to use force to assassinate or poison the son of God. But you are the chief judge, in charge of the internal punishment of the church, and with patience you can always cure the son of God for some of the capital sins! ”

"Wouldn't it be wonderful to execute the son of God in a fair and honest manner!"

"Even if it is impossible to get - kill - the son of God, in the verification ceremony, you can do something to make his son of God unsuccessful. I take this to make a fuss, Douglas, in danger! ”

Ferdinand XVIII sneered.

"Subordinates understood!"

"Subordinate, let's do things. There is still about a month left until the verification ceremony, and in the meantime, see if I don't die, the son of God! ”

Green answered.

"Let's go down!"

Ferdinand XVIII, with a wave of his hand.

Green stepped back.

In the empty auditorium, suddenly, several masked people appeared.

Ferdinand XVIII, in front of the masked men, one by one, gave some secret instructions.

...........

Nantian and the Golden Armor Knight Chief, naturally didn't know that at this moment, the inside of the church's main altar was already underground.

The chief of the golden armor took Nantian and came to the front of a small building.

"Your Highness, this is your abode. I have wronged you and stayed here for the time being. ”

The chief of the golden armor said.

Nantian smiled, this small building is very luxurious, and overall, it is very good.

Nantian is not a delicate person, and he is naturally satisfied with his life.

The golden armor knights also prepared more than a dozen servants for Nantian, who were responsible for taking care of Nantian's food, clothing.

As for the inside and outside of the small building, an unspecific number of hermit cultivators were arranged to protect the safety of Nantian.