Chapter 336: The Pope's Invitation

"By the way, Gao Zhiming, if you want me to keep giving birth, and want to rely on our children to occupy the entire earth, then don't think about it, do you know how much effort I wasted to give birth to such a big lump? I lost most of my life. ”

Charles's hand patted on Anna's back, "It's hard work, if I knew, I would definitely be by your side." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Anna's mouth rose slightly, and a smile appeared on her face. "That's pretty much it, what's going on, is there going to be a fourth round?"

Before he could reply, the perceptive Charles immediately heard footsteps outside the door.

"Your Excellency, the Pope is waiting for you in the church, and he asks you to come as soon as possible. ”

"Wait for me, I guess the old man has something important to do with me. As Charles got out of bed, the messy clothes around him quickly flew back.

Hearing Charles's footsteps gradually leave, Anna, naked, got up from the fluffy bed.

"Bang!" with a slight clapping of Anna's hands, a flash appeared in front of her.

"Let's go, Twinkle, it's time for us to go back, I guess it's going crazy if you haven't seen me over there for so long. ”

"Your father, he's fine, some people accompany him, more than us, less than us. ”

"Huh!" as Anna vanished in an instant, the room slowly became deserted.

As soon as he walked into the ornate Church of the Illuminati on Hope Island, Charles saw the back of the Pope looking at the charts.

"Child, you have been a little slack off during this time, has the gentleness of a woman softened your determination to go home?" said the Pope without looking back.

Charles carefully looked at the back of the Pope in front of him, "What? ”

The compassionate Pope turned around and slowly walked in front of Charles. "Charles, shouldn't you be polite to an old man who is several times older than you?"

Charles looked at him indifferently, walked to the stool next to him and sat down on his own. "What did you call me for?"

"How was the last exploration, and are there any clues to the exit?"

"Nope. Charles quickly told the Pope about the ecological park under the deep sea.

"Oh~" The Pope, who was sitting on Charles's right, stroked his beard and nodded knowingly.

"Those fellows are really pitiful, not only are they physically deformed, their brains are demented, but they are also enslaved by a living relic, may the sun god bless their souls to rest in peace. ”

After the Pope had finished praying, he leaned forward slightly and asked, "What was that thing covered with tentacles and eyeballs?" ”

A hint of caution flashed in Charles's eyes. "If you brought me here to talk about idle days, then you've talked enough, and I still have important things to do, so I'll go back first. ”

After Charles finished speaking, he walked towards the exit to prepare to leave.

"Wait. The compatriots of the Cathedral of the Holy Light, in return, have found some clues from the sinful papers, some clues about the exit. ”

"What clue?" Charles turned. Looked at the Pope and asked.

With a slight lift of the Pope's hand, a scroll of charts on the table next to him quickly unfolded and floated into his hand.

The wrinkled right hand quickly pointed along the latitude and longitude lines on the chart, pointing to a small chain of islands 700 nautical miles north of Hope Island.

This chain of islands is a small part of the charts that the Pope gave Charles before, and if what he says is true, then it is undoubtedly much more convenient than Charles's search for a needle in a haystack.

Of course, only if what the Pope says is true.

"We've heard from some letters that a place called the Gate, in this little patch, is very likely to be the location of the surface exit. ”

"Door?" Charles glanced at the Pope in surprise, "did you really find out about this news recently? ”

The Pope slapped his knee with his hand and sighed helplessly, "You are so suspicious, why do you want to harm you? What good do I do to harm you? In order to occupy your island? Do you know how many islands the Cult of Light has now?

"I don't think you're trying to hurt me, you're just using me. ”

There was a rare hint of helplessness on the Pope's face, "It's too tiring to deal with people like you, if everyone in the earth and sea accepts the blessing of light, how can there be so many doubts." ”

"If you want to say it, forget it before, but I saved your life that time on Swandon Island, if I hadn't made a move, you would have been crushed to pieces by Swan's heirs, Charles, show a little sincerity." ”

"I've sent people to lock down the dangerous places you explored before, you see, I'm doing my best for humanity, right? ”

"If you still don't believe me, then forget it, our cooperation will end here in the future, we will find our own way, and if there is trouble with Swan or the like on your island in the future, don't blame us for not helping our allies. ”

The Pope's rambling rambling is a bit unlike what he once was.

Looking at the chart in front of him, Charles quickly estimated the current situation.

If the Pope had not told him this information, his plan would have been to search for them one by one from these large islands.

Originally, this island chain was in this large sea area, and it was also within his exploration plan, but now it is just a little ahead of these islands.

After a moment of thought, Charles shifted his gaze from the map to the Pope. "Answer some questions, and if you can help me out, I'll explore this island chain. ”

The Pope flipped his right hand, and two white-shelled eggs appeared in his hand, and he took one for himself and held one out in front of Charles. "Talking as you eat. ”

"You used to say that I was the Chosen One like you, right? Which god chose me?"

Seeing that Charles didn't eat it, the Pope took the eggs back. "Do you really want to know?"

A sparkle flashed through Charles's mind. "Of course. ”

"Idick. You are the Chosen One of Indick. After the Pope finished speaking, he closed his eyes and raised his hand slightly.

The eggshell in his hand quickly cracked, levitating in front of Charles.

Soon, something made from eggshells was taking shape at a rapid pace.

Charles leaned up unconsciously, and he was a little familiar with it.

Just as the thing was getting more and more perfect, a crack suddenly opened in Charles's sealed memories.

With a "buzz", Charles's body suddenly froze, and he suddenly found himself in the pitch-black icy water, with something hanging in front of him, constantly expanding and contracting.

The indescribable mass of spindle flesh, its body is not entirely solid, it looks like a filter covered with a layer of watercolor painting.

There are many yellow eyes of different sizes growing on the trembling flesh, and between the eyes and the eyes, all kinds of deformed mouths dripping with black mucus are constantly crowded and roaring.

"Indick?" the thought flashed through Charles's wedge of consciousness.