The text of the ancient gods?

Luo Zheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and seemed to be a little disdainful, but he didn't express it, just said it neatly.

"Take me to that Archbishop Usimov."

As he spoke, Luo Zheng's eyes flashed with a chilling light, and at the same time, his body shook slightly, and the sound of crackling like a red-hot copper pot bursting beans came out, which did not look like a human at all, and Song Xiaoyue was frightened when she saw it, because of Luo Zheng's posture, where was there half respect, it was clear that he wanted to arrest the Archbishop Usimov and force him to translate for Luo Zheng, Song Xiaoyue was shocked when she saw it, and hurriedly said.

"Wait, wait, can't go to him now."

"Huh? Why not? ”

Luo Zheng turned his head, and his glittering eyes turned to this girl, and her heart suddenly jumped in fright, as if she was suddenly targeted by a lion.

"Because...... Ahem, that, Archbishop Usimov is the cardinal archbishop in the Vatican second only to the Pope, not anyone can see each other, I only occasionally follow my mentor to visit, it just so happens that Bishop Usimov has free time, we were able to meet, although Bishop Usimov is very knowledgeable, very kind, is the greatest priest of the Vatican, but because the status is too high, so ordinary people can not see him at all, only top leaders and some people with very high status, can see him......"

Without waiting for Song Xiaoyue to finish speaking, Luo Zheng suddenly interrupted and said.

"Where is that Bishop Usimov now?"

Luo Zheng suddenly showed a hideous look, as if he was a little angry, which made Song Xiaoyue even more surprised and frightened, because Luo Zheng's gaze revealed an indescribable light, and that sharp eyes gave people a feeling of unscrupulousness, lawlessness, and contempt for all royal power and divine power, Song Xiaoyue was sure that if he knew where Bishop Usimov was, this man would probably rush out of the city immediately, and the bishop would kidnap him without hesitation.

Can't tell him!

This is Song Xiaoyue's almost instinctive thought, but Luo Zheng seems to have penetrated her heart at a glance, a pair of eagle-like eyes suddenly glared, buzzing doctor, Song Xiaoyue seemed to have been punched in the head, her eyes were dull, as if she had been robbed of God, the ghost made the god send, she told the truth directly.

"Lord Usimov should be in the library of St. Peter's Basilica now...... As long as he does not receive envoys from various countries, Bishop Usimov always studies in the church...... According to my mentor, it is likely that the Bishop was translating some ancient texts written in the divine language...... Ah, you...... What have you done to me? ”

was stunned for a moment, but found that he had told the truth, which made Song Xiaoyue startled, and hurriedly shouted, but Luo Zheng ignored him, turned around and seemed to be about to go to St. Peter's Basilica to arrest this bishop who was proficient in "divine script", but Song Xiaoyue stopped him again.

"Is there anything else you can do?"

In that pair of eyes full of oppression, Song Xiaoyue almost mustered the greatest courage in her life, she took a deep breath, and then said with a firm gaze.

"St. Peter's Church...... It's big, and you won't find it without me leading the way...... In addition, Bishop Usimov has a very stubborn personality, and if he is not a believer in the Lord, he will definitely not help, if he rushes to see him...... The Bishop will be unhappy and won't help you...... I met with the bishop once, and he once praised me for my understanding of the Lord's dealings...... If you believe me, let me transcribe these texts, and then we will go together to visit the Bishop, and so on...... Maybe the Bishop will help you......"

"Hmm...... Believers in the Lord...... All right. ”

After Luo Zheng thought for a while, he nodded, which made Song Xiaoyue breathe a sigh of relief, and then suddenly a strong urge to urinate was born, and suddenly Song Xiaoyue's pretty face was flushed, she instinctively wanted to go to the bathroom, but when she saw Luo Zheng's fierce gaze, a cool breath beat the urine down, and then Song Xiaoyue didn't say a word, lay down in front of the computer desk, and quickly copied it......

In the darkness, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and Tata Tata Tata seemed to be attacked by thousands of horses.

I saw that in the dark night, an extraordinary team appeared.

This group of people, all dressed in European medieval armor, covering the whole body, extremely heavy, holding spears, large shields, riding horses, and at the same time wearing armor on horses, as if they were knights who were about to go to the battlefield, although there were only a hundred people, but that iron-blooded momentum was like a group of holy knights who traveled through time and space from the battlefield hundreds of years ago.

"Master Francisco, have you already determined the location of the blasphemer?"

When this team came to the edge of Marino, which was only more than ten miles away from the Vatican, the captain of the leader suddenly raised his arm, and suddenly all the men and horses stopped in unison, almost in any order, and even the forefeet of all the horses and the spears in the hands of all the knights were lined up in several straight and straight lines.

In the ranks, in addition to these accidents that seem to be medieval European heavy cavalry, there is also a person, who is wearing a white priest's robe, blonde hair and blue eyes, but his face does not have a trace of kindness, indifferent and ruthless, like a judge, he holds a liaison in his hand, looks at a building not far away that is more than fifty stories high, and said in a cold voice.

"It's been confirmed, hum, I don't know whether he is alive or dead, he dares to invade the database of our Holy See, steal the secrets that our Holy See has guarded for I don't know how many years, what this person has done is simply blasphemous, His Holiness the Pope has issued an order, to capture this person alive at all costs, to recover all the information we leaked out, and to get the technology in his hands, and then to put him to death with the most cruel punishment."

The accusation of a "blasphemer" by Lord "Francisco" suddenly made the eyes of the hundred soldiers show a cold light, just like the crusader cavalry who brutally slaughtered all the pagans in the Middle Ages.

This mysterious and strange team is the Swiss Guard, also known as the Vatican Papal Guard, which is a special army formed by a famous pope, Julius II, to protect the Vatican and the Pope himself.

This army, which has not exceeded 200 men at most since its creation, is an army of great symbolic significance and great strength, although the number is small, but these people, all of whom have been carefully selected from the more than a billion Catholics, are a powerful army with an evaluation of "absolute loyalty", the kind of people who can give their lives without hesitation in order to protect the Pope and to crusade against blasphemers.

"Capture him alive, hum, blasphemy, he should be burned at the stake and let his soul repent in hell, but since it is the Pope's order, we will do it even if we sacrifice our lives, Lord Francisco, please wait a moment."

The captain finished coldly, and then waved his hand, and suddenly the hundred knights jumped off their horses, then drew the blades at their waists, and all of them rushed towards the hotel......

"Well, there's a murderous aura!!"

As if he felt something, Luo Zheng turned his head violently, looked out, and saw that it was dark outside, except for a few lights that were still on, nothing else could be seen, which was normal, after all, this was the thirtieth floor, the window was nearly 100 meters away from the ground, and the time was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, Song Xiaoyue finally finished copying this long document.

Looking at the document with more than a dozen pages, Song Xiaoyue shook her sore wrist, she stood up and said to Luo Zheng.

"Well, I'm done...... I'd like to go back to my room and get my phone, give my mentor a call, and ask him to inform Bishop Usimov, and then we'll set off again, okay? ”

Song Xiaoyue said, but found that Luo Zheng did not react, turned his head to look, only to see him looking out of the window with solemn eyes, as if he didn't hear it at all, Song Xiaoyue exhaled when she saw this, and then wanted to sneak away, because she had almost endured it to the limit, but just when Song Xiaoyue walked to the door of the room and was about to open it and go out, Luo Zheng suddenly shouted.

"Wait a minute, don't go."

"Ah, for what?" At this moment, even a good-natured Song Xiaoyue couldn't help but be angry, because she was almost about to pee, but Luo Zheng didn't explain at all, he took one step, instantly swept a distance of three zhang, grabbed Song Xiaoyue, and pulled her back violently, almost a millimeter, a long sword pierced the door of the room, and dotted between Song Xiaoyue's eyes......

(Some readers reflect the protagonist's style problem, saying that the protagonist is like this, isn't it that everyone else has become a passer-by playing soy sauce, this problem doesn't need to worry, if I write like that, I simply don't even let passers-by appear, since it appears, it will definitely be written, after all, it is infinitely brilliant, not one person is brilliant, but a group of people, but I can't do it for the time being, so the beginning has become Luo Zheng's performance, but it will definitely not be like this later, I will not only write those supporting roles well, At the same time, there will be some characters set by me personally, I hope everyone will accept it at that time. ）