Chapter Eighty-Four: The Pope of the Temple of the Dead
Hannibal's attitude was extremely tough, looking at the bottomless crack in front of him, the mercenaries swallowed their saliva, and did not dare to speak for a while - if this was rubbed, it is estimated that there would not even be ashes left, right?
The people of the Temple of Death were silent for a moment, and suddenly many people let out a strange sneer: "Ignorant boy, do you think you can help us?"
"Most of the power of faith condensed by the Excalibur has been released, right? If you want to use the remaining divine power to intimidate us, you are also underestimating us. ”
Hannibal was unmoved by their remarks, and his tone remained tough: "It is enough to deal with you. ”
As he spoke, the power of faith in the space became more and more solidified under his mobilization, and it seemed that he could launch a thunderous blow at any time that even the transcendent could not bear, and the people of the Temple of Death no longer made a sound mockery, and the battle seemed to have reached the point of imminent triggering.
However, in the queue of the Temple of Death, a black-robed man stepped out of the crowd, and seeing his movements, the surrounding members of the Temple of Death bowed down respectfully and retreated.
This scene made Hannibal vigilant - these guys were already at the top of the Death Temple's power, and they would still be so respectful to this man, so what was his identity?
The black-robed man who came out of the crowd took off his hood, revealing an elegant and handsome face, and there was a little charm in his deep and wise eyes.
Seeing this face, even Hannibal couldn't help but stare at him, and he couldn't hide his horror.
"······ Phenieles"
When he pronounced the name, he almost added an honorific title of "adult" to the end, and after considering the current position of both parties, he gritted his teeth and held back.
There will be this kind of performance, in fact, it is a matter of course, because the identity of the man in front of him is too noble.
Phineles Dead Word Hammerster, this name may not have been heard of by many people, but his title is known to everyone, no one knows it, and he is well known to the world - one of the seven supreme powerhouses of the Seven Gods Continent, the supreme administrator of the Temple of Death, and the Pope of the Temple of Death!
Nominally, he is one of the spokesmen of the gods on the same level as the pope of the Sogo Church!
Hannibal's face instantly turned ugly: "It's a great surprise that even the Pope, who has lived in seclusion for hundreds of years, is here in person····· What? Is the Temple of Death trying to start an all-out war with the Church?"
In the past hundreds of years, Pope Phanelles of the Temple of Death can be said to be the most low-key spokesman of the gods, there has been no news of any deeds about him, and no one has even seen him at all, it is rumored that he is in retreat and practicing asceticism, most of the power of the Temple of Death has been handed over to the thirteen high priests of the dead, Hannibal can recognize him or have seen his portrait before, I really can't imagine that this guy will appear in this game so low-key and quietly.
He almost has a funny sense of a child fighting, and the adults on the other side suddenly intervene and bully people.
This made him can't help but roar, "What the hell do you want to do?"
A well-deserved big man, Lord Pope of the Temple of Death chuckled and spoke, his voice was as warm as jade, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a demigod old monster who had lived for hundreds of years: "Young man, it's not surprising that you can't figure it out, after all, you don't know what selfish behavior your god Lord did hundreds of years ago. ”
"Shut up, as the spokesman of the Lord of Death, don't you know that blaspheming other gods is tantamount to insulting the gods you believe in!"
Hannibal shouted angrily, and several Divine Light Thunder Gang fell on him, but was casually led aside by Phineles, and he continued:
"Hundreds of years ago, the last generation of gods of light was killed by the Zelota Empire, and the other six major churches of ours joined forces to crusade, contributing the most and losing the most, but in the end, your current Lord of Light got the greatest benefit, not only became a god in one fell swoop to fill the vacant priesthood, but also single-handedly led to the division of races afterwards, expelling the church strength of other gods from the human race, and monopolizing the faith of all mankind.
He defeated the Chaos Demon God and left the Excalibur to seal it in the center of this human power, didn't he just want to leave the dimensional nutrients released after the purification of the Demon God in the human realm to the greatest extent and leave it to his own believers?
But the races that saved the world together were finally banished by you one by one to the edge of the remote continent, and they suffered the pain and barrenness left by the war of annihilation alone, and they have not been able to recover so far.
"That's why you don't hesitate to meddle in the ceremony?"
In fact, Hannibal is not unaware of what the other party said, and it is difficult to refute it at the moment, but he has become a king and lost a king, and he is no longer a child, he does not feel that there is anything wrong, and his faith is still firm, because everything his gods have done so far is at least for the development of mankind, which is enough.
Phineles smiled and replied in a relaxed tone: "The benefits have been digested by your church, and we won't be too late even if we are red-eyed, but just watching you welcome back the artifact, the faith of the human race will be completely consolidated, and the glory will return, so that all the arrangements of your great Lord of Light will be successfully completed······ I'm sorry, but if we let you do all this, we won't have a chance. ”
"At the end of the day, you're just doing it for yourself. ”
Hannibal sneered disdainfully, among the seven major churches, the other gods have more or less fixed racial beliefs, but the Temple of Death does not, although they can obtain alternative beliefs from the fear of death of intelligent beings, but compared to other churches, there is still less stability, the church and the Temple of Death will become the biggest opponents, and it is also because the Temple of Death has been trying to meddle in the development of the faith of human forces, if the church completely consolidates the faith of human forces, they will be the ones who can't sit still.
"You're not wrong if you have to······ Now, you can also think about it one last time, whether to open the Excalibur and let these energetic little guys feel the test of God, you should know that you have no chance of winning now, even if you go back, you have nothing to explain, after all, I am here, those old guys can understand, right?"
Feelles chuckled and finally made an announcement, looking at his smile and groaning, he didn't look like a person in power of the world's top power at all, but more like an elegant and naughty big boy next door, which made people have a strong sense of disobedience and weirdness.
The mercenaries had become the foil of the big men at the moment, but no matter how surprised they were now, they could hear that the situation was in their favor, but before they could rejoice, the golden flame that ignited on Hannibal's body, who had been silent for a moment, showed his attitude one step ahead of his answer:
"The odds of winning? For paladins, this kind of thing was never something to consider. ”