The priests who had gone to the eastern Misty Mountains to fight the demons had returned, packed in several bone niches containing gathered ashes.

Peter clearly remembered that the expedition was led by three legendary knights and three cardinal archbishops, and Lord Mars was among them, but he had reached the middle rank of legend, second only to the Pope in strength.

There were more than 3,500 valiant Papal soldiers, but now only a few bone shrines have returned. Well.. There were also several huge wooden coffins, which contained charred black pieces of corpses that had congealed together.

Peter had seen it before, and the shocking scene made him vomit on the spot.

What kind of demon is it, so powerful that even six legends have not been able to come back alive.

Peter was a little glad that he was also on the expedition, but His Majesty the Pope had left him behind, and there were many things in the church that needed his help.

If he went, there would have been a part of him in the pile of black ash that had been collected with great difficulty.

Thinking of this, the cold sweat couldn't stop flowing.

"It's time to go.." A priest stepped forward and whispered.

The Pope nodded faintly, calmly walked to the alcove, and chanted loudly, "The Holy Father will transform our evil bodies, similar to his holy bodies, and the Holy Light will cleanse sins..."

Peter stood at the head of the Pope, along with the rest of the silent cardinals. He didn't look at the faces of others, but he could tell that they must be worried faces.

The fall of the six legends suggests that what they encounter this time will not be ordinary cultists, those demonic minions hidden in the dark corners, unusually ferocious and cunning, they are growing stronger and stronger, eating away at the power of light little by little...

“.. May you rest in peace in the Holy Country."

The Pope on the stage had finished reading the last eulogy, and his right hand was raised lightly, and the brilliant golden light swayed out, falling on the bone niche and turning into a little holy water.

Peter looked up and recited the prayer with the rest of the congregation, when suddenly, he casually glanced behind the Pope.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and he stopped chanting.

I saw that on the face of the statue of the Holy Father, at some point, several deep black cracks appeared, dense like cobwebs.

The Pope's eyes were a little calm.

...

At the gates of the city, a beautiful carriage was stopped by the guards.

"Get out of the car. ”

The reluctant coachman jumped out of the car, took out a gold coin from his bosom and stuffed it into the guard's hand, and explained in a low voice: "Our baron's wife is about to give birth, and I am anxious to find a priest to help deliver the birth and baptism.

The guard casually stuffed the gold coins into his pocket, but he didn't think it was enough, and roughly pushed the coachman aside.

"This is Constantine, not the private domain of your little country nobles, and everyone will be inspected."

The guard strode up to the carriage with his sword in hand, and was about to stretch out his hand, when the door was pushed open from the inside.

A young man leaned out of the car.

He had a rare long dark blonde hair, and he was very handsome, and his clothes were exquisitely dressed, which was the dress of a nobleman.

The young man's eyes were bloodshot and mixed with a hint of deep exhaustion, and he smiled politely at the sight of the guard.

The guard was stunned for a moment, and his guard relaxed a little, but he still spoke strongly: "Everyone inside has come out.."

The young man smiled, retracted his body, and quickly got out again, still holding a bulging black pocket in his hand.

"My wife, it's really inconvenient for my wife to get out of the car. . . You see.."

The young man said, shoving his pocket into the guard's arms.

The guard flicked it, and there was a crisp sound of gold coins colliding in his pocket, and he put it away without leaving a trace, coughed lightly, and said, "Let me see.." He added: "Routine.."

The young man nodded briskly, pushed the remaining half of the car door open, and the guard looked inside.

The light in the carriage was very dim, and a woman was looking at him.

The woman was very beautiful, and she saw the guard shrink slightly to the side, revealing a figure lying on her back behind her.

It was also a woman lying down, and her face could not be seen clearly, but the high belly was indeed a pregnant woman.

The guard smelled a faint fishy smell, and his body was inexplicably cold, and at this time, the young man closed the car door again.

"Your Excellency.."

The guard waved his hand impatiently, "Let's go, let's go.."

The young man nodded in joy and retracted into the carriage.

The beautiful carriage staggered towards the city, and the guard secretly scolded this little nobleman in his heart, and he was in a very happy mood.

During this time, there were often nobles who fled to Constantine because of the war, and he didn't have any suspicions, but the fishy smell he just smelled, and I don't know why, made him feel nauseous.

Constantine, the most prosperous city in Rome, was also the center of the Holy See.

Far from the wide avenues of other city-states, and the churches that can be found everywhere, one of the tallest buildings in Constantine is the Cathedral of Constantine, which stands in the center of the city, and is more glorious than the royal palace.

It is a city where there are more official clergy than ordinary people, or rather, everyone who lives here is the most devout believer in the Holy See.

The beautiful carriage carrying the little nobles of the country drove into the city-state like a drop of water dissolved into the sea, inconspicuous.

It slowly stopped in front of a small hotel.

The coachman and the innkeeper helped carry the luggage, and the handsome aristocratic young man got out of the car and looked around, with a faint smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with everything here.

The beautiful woman also got out of the car, she kissed the young man, and then helped a thin figure wrapped in a black robe to get out of the car, the middle of the black robe was slightly raised, and it could be seen that it was a pregnant woman.

The waiter wanted to step forward to help, but was grabbed by the young man.

"No need, I'll do it myself.." The young man smiled and stopped the waiter's hand, sprinkled a large amount of gold coins at the counter, and went up to the second floor of the inn.

The waiter, dazzled by the golden coins, knocked on the door of the guest with great gratitude.

"Honorable nobleman, do you need something?.. We had freshly baked bread and hot milk and the lamb chops tasted good.."

He wanted to get some tips from the noble guest.

The young man stood in front of the door, listened to him finish with a smile, and then shook his head and said, "Thank you, no need.."

The waiter was a little disappointed, but politely said goodbye.

But as soon as he turned around and took two steps, the door behind him opened again, and the aristocratic young man stopped him: "Wait.."

The waiter was a little excited, and hurriedly greeted him: "My lord, you say.."

The waiter heard a strange voice coming from the slightly open door, like a woman's groans of pain, as if... The roar of the beast.

"My wife.." The young man had an apologetic and helpless expression on his face, "She seems to be hungry, I may need some fresh food."

"Okay.." The waiter nodded excitedly, "I'll go get it for you now..." Bread, milk, or lamb chops?"

"No, no, no.." The young man shook his head, a bright smile on his face, "As long as you're enough.."

The waiter froze in place, not understanding what he meant.

The next moment, he was violently pulled into the room by a huge force.

The door slammed shut, and there was a faint scream, and then it disappeared...

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Thank you for the reward of the eldest brother gizlh, congratulations to the eldest brother for becoming the first helmsman of the descendants!!!