"Wait......" Suddenly, the Pope seemed to come back to his senses, and an extremely bad premonition rushed to his heart, "You, you can't kill me, you ...... No, you can't kill me. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

He knew very well that the old lady at this moment was no longer something he could deal with alone. Then the other party's purpose is obvious - she is here to kill him.

But taking a step back, it is impossible for the old lady to kill him completely.

Now he was alone and unprepared. However, as soon as he returned to the cathedral, he had a way to deal with the old lady.

Hearing this, the old lady also made an expression of sudden realization and said, "Yes, I know what you mean. You used to be a fairly conservative pope, but you disappeared eight years later and reappeared, only to become radical. I think it's weird. That's why, during this time, I've been busy investigating this matter, which is why you guys have made so many things happen in my house. ”

She...... Did she find out?

Hearing this, the Pope's face became even worse.

"Indeed, like you now, ordinary people can't kill you in one fell swoop. The old lady smiled kindly again, "However, I have already appeared in front of you, and you should understand that I have come prepared." It just so happened that I thought the girl was funny and gave her a chance to inherit it. Although she failed, she still lured you out of the royal capital, otherwise I wouldn't have this opportunity now. ”

Bang!

As soon as the old lady's words fell, another diamond burst out on the scepter in the Pope's hand. This time, however, no white light appeared, enveloping the Pope and fleeing with him.

"How could it be ......?"

The Pope froze in place, dumbfounded, looking at the scepter in his hand. He couldn't understand why, the scepter, which represented the pinnacle of the Church's magic item production, would fail at such a time.

"What's the matter? Doesn't it feel strange?" said the old lady, shaking her head in pity, "although you are gifted, you are too brainy to be smart enough. When it comes to certain realms, you can't understand it, and I can't help it. ”

Seeing this, as if stunned to an extreme, the Pope took a deep breath and returned to calm.

Divine Arts, Scepters...... None of this is his greatest reliance. No matter how strong the old lady's strength is, the foundation of the church for so many years is not dry.

He just felt a little sorry that eight years of preparation would be wasted here so soon.

"Even if you do, so what?" said the Pope, tossing aside the discarded scepter, spreading his arms, "It's a secret technique that the Holy Spirit has left us, and I'm the only one who has done it for so many years. You can kill me here, but can you really kill me completely?"

Hearing this, the old lady looked at the sky and thought for a while, then nodded and said:

"I can. ”

Before she could finish speaking, she snapped her fingers again.

With that crisp voice, the Pope suddenly felt that the old lady, who was no different from an ordinary person just now, erupted in an extremely terrifying fluctuation. It was as if a frantically screaming flame was rushing straight into the sky, and even the sun was about to take its place.

The Pope was stunned.

This is......

He didn't have time to think about it, so he could only hold up a barrier of holy light between him and the old lady in a hurry.

However, as soon as he had done this, he looked down and saw a small dark red flame in his heart.

The flames looked eerie, burning silently in his chest. What's even more strange is that the Pope doesn't even feel half of the burning sensation, as if the fire was just his hallucination, and as if the fire grew from his heart.

Looking at this fire, the Pope suddenly had the illusion of witnessing the return of the devil.

- He had never heard of this kind of fire magic.

"You also know that the spiritual power and elemental affinity are rising too fast, which makes me feel very distressed. The old lady squinted her eyes, looked at the Pope with a smile, and said, "But lately it has occurred to me that they are like wheat, which needs to be harvested from time to time. I was going to burn them again, but you just happened to send them up, and there was no way around it. It's a big deal to be stupid for another three years, I can only kill you completely, and it's worth being stupid for three years, don't you say?"

And the pope's expression at this moment can no longer be said to be stunned, but desperate.

"You...... You madman!"

But he could do nothing but shout angry words.

He tried to expand his spiritual power, but it seemed that all his spiritual power was consumed by the fire in his heart, and he couldn't release anything. He tried to call out to the Holy Light around him, but the Holy Light, who had always been close to him, did not respond at all.

It was as if he had lost all his magical abilities and had become an ordinary person.

Suddenly, a wave of despair swelled in the Pope's heart.

Because of this, he could only watch the flame in his chest dance gracefully, and then began to change color. First it was red, then it was yellow, then blue, then purple...... Eventually, the flame suddenly became transparent, as if it had just disappeared out of thin air.

But he knew that this flame had not disappeared, but was still evolving, as if it had an autonomous life.

Even the old lady looked at the fire and nodded with satisfaction.

"Hmm...... Before I could lose my memory and become completely stupid, I hid first. She smiled kindly for the last time and saluted the Pope, "Your Majesty, I'll go first, good luck." ”

In the middle of speaking, she also paused deliberately, folded her hands, and made a prayer gesture before she continued: "May your god bless you well." ”

After saying that, she turned around and took a staggering step, as if she was really an ordinary grandmother with inconvenient legs and feet, and left so slowly.

The Pope, however, did not watch the old lady leave.

It should be said that not long after the old lady turned around, the flame in the Pope's chest suddenly burst into flames, engulfing the Pope's entire body. In the blink of an eye, the place where the Pope stood was empty, not to mention people, not even a trace of ashes remained.

The entire flat land soon became empty, and only the scepter that was thrown aside, barely proved that there had been an unusually special encounter here.

Meanwhile.

In the middle of the royal capital, deep in St. Peter's Basilica.

Through the long hallway, underneath a quiet chamber, there is a very hidden basement.

This basement is small and dimly lit, and only what resembles a coffin is placed in it. The coffin was not covered, and inside lay an old man with his eyes closed, and it was obvious that he looked exactly like the Pope.

With a somewhat terrifying gasp, the person in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

"Whew...... I...... How can this be?"

He gasped for breath before he looked down, only to see the dark red flame come out of his heart again, like a ghost, and begin the process of gradually changing color.

Suddenly, a deep despair permeated his lowered eyes.

"No...... I can't die! I'm the Pope, how can I just die!" In desperation, his spirit nearly collapsed, and he began to roar wildly.

The sound came from the basement, and soon, several priests heard the sound and hurried over, opened the entrance to the basement, and came here.

However, that doesn't change much.

Even if they rushed to the basement as fast as they could, he could only see the Pope sitting in the coffin with a frightened expression on his face. The flames had become transparent again, and the priests did not know what was happening, and the only thing they could see was that their pope had suddenly disappeared into thin air at some point.

As if hallucinating, the coffin where the person was sitting just now suddenly became empty.

Several priests looked at each other with a look of confusion.

And in another basement of the church - a crypt full of crosses.

At the same time that the Pope was engulfed in transparent flames, the most delicate cross, which had been placed in the highest place, suddenly fell from the height, cracked, crackled and shattered to the ground.