Room.

Continent.

Temple.

Deep.

Wherever one person walked, all the priests knelt down and bowed down along the way.

The person who walked by was a petite girl with crystal clear skin, one meter five tall, with long hair hanging down to her ankles, and the tips of her hair caressing over the ice-carved heels.

A girl is not really a girl, no matter her experience or age.

Her name is Xia Xiaosu.

She was born more than a thousand years ago and is now the Doomsday Pope of the Church of the Dead.

The Church of the Dead was born out of the Church of the Wolf and the Church of the Dead, contrary to the name, this Church is not evil, but only makes people fear death, and the Pope of Doom does not bring about the end of the world, but only shows the strength of her power.

At the same time, the Pope of Doom is only an honorary title, and the word "Doomsday" is a tribute to her might.

In this day and age, there is another real pope, but even the current pope has to salute when he sees her.

No one dares to complain about why the Pope of Doom is only 1.5 meters tall.

It is said that the cardinal of the church once proposed that the Pope of Doomsday wear the height of hatred to show solemnity, but this proposal was rejected after discussion at the round table.

Therefore, the Pope of Doom is still 1.5 meters tall.

She went to the deepest part and looked at the misty little world, and the white-haired white cardinal bowed his head and said, "They have not woken up yet. ”

"Got it. ”

Pope Doom had only come to make sure, for she had been suddenly uneasy lately.

She asked, "Have the fugitives from the south coast of the mainland settled down recently?"

The white-clothed cardinal said: "The mortal kingdom is building a new city for those refugees to live in, Bishop Ye Fengling has already led the temple warriors to maintain law and order, maybe it won't be long before he can return to report on his work, and when the construction is completed, I still need you to give the name to the new city." ”

The Pope of Doom said: "Just let the Pope decide, you don't need to ask me." ”

"You've always been so kind, but you don't take fame or fortune. The white cardinal paused, "His Holiness the Pope has prepared a dinner party for you in the inner court. ”

"No need. ”

"His Holiness the Pope has said that he has something very important to discuss with you, and it seems to be about the fugitives from the South. ”

Southern fugitives?

The Pope of Doom pondered.

The so-called fugitives from the south did not come from the land of the south, where there was no land, but a dangerous sea full of fog, and in this murderous situation, the nightmare on the sea far exceeded that on land.

In short, the ocean is unstoppable, there are thousands of waves swallowing ships, there are treacherous nightmares that eat people's souls, and there are disorderly monsters grinding their teeth and sucking blood, killing people like hemp.

Even she didn't know where the sea from the south shore led, whether it was an island or a continent.

Since it was about the "southern fugitives", she felt that it was necessary to listen to it.

Now this pope is her godson, she has learned it with her own hands, and when she was a child, this pope loved to listen to her recite the scriptures reverently under her seat.

But... It's just piety.

Since her brother disappeared eight hundred years ago, she has tried to raise some offspring, and even tried to mingle with those offspring, but no matter who she is, there is a great distance from her after all, because she is the Pope of Doom, and no one dares to be unafraid and cautious in front of her.

The Pope of Doom has understood, or rather, it has been confirmed again... His own "home" and his own warmth have been gone since the day his brother disappeared.

She's not a sister anymore.

No one will treat her as a sister anymore.

No one will have a kinship with her in this cold world.

Maybe there were people who coveted her appearance, power, and power in the past, but now there are none, because she is the uncrowned king of this continent, and she is a person who must be respected by countless countries and countless sects.

"Lead me. ”

"Yes, please come with me to the earthly hall first, the black-clothed bishop will have to report to you about heresy, which will take you half an hour, and then the church of the bishop of narcissus, which once served you in the temple, will take you to the feast. ”

...

...

Although the Temple of Death is located in the south of this continent, because of the aura, the weather has not changed, and it is still the same as the land of ice and snow thousands of years ago.

The light of the sky was like a river of blood that had not yet dimmed, quietly sprinkled on this ancient hall, but in the blink of an eye, it was wrapped in a large area of rust-colored clouds and swallowed up.

The snow is scattered, and there is no human temperature.

The Pope of Doom is listening to the bishop in black.

The current pope, on the other hand, sits in a secret hall in the corner of the temple.

Here, it's like being cut off from the outside.

The candle flame, unshaking, illuminates the relief mythological murals, and the ancient stone platforms full of history.

In this secret hall, there are still many dark shadows.

Among them, there is "Bishop Ye Lingfeng, who will not return to his work for a while longer".

The bishop was standing side by side with the Pope, a cold dagger against the Pope's neck.

And the audience is full of dark shadows.

One of them snorted and stepped forward, "Lingfeng did a good job. ”

The bishop smiled charmingly and said, "Don't make fun of Lingfeng, it's not thanks to this magical dagger that you gave you, if it weren't for this dagger, the Pope's life would not have been destroyed so easily... Before I put a dagger on his neck, I had already gone through a fight, piercing his karma with the dagger, making him start to become unlucky, and now it had made his dharma body inoperable. In the end, it's still amazing. ”

"Hahaha. ”

The man laughed, then walked up to the stone platform and stood in front of the Pope, revealing a handsome face, the corners of his lips hooked, and a wicked smile was raised, "Old thing, your Temple of Death sits on the entire continent, but there are still so many people who are struggling to make a living, if it weren't for the spiritual wind, I wouldn't have known that there are so many gold and silver treasures in your treasury." ”

Pope: Who are you?"

The man said coldly, "Why don't you divide the gold and silver treasures and go to help others?"

"Step by step, the truth is not so simple, for refugees, we have also coordinated with the mortal kingdoms in various places to resettle, maybe we have not taken care of it, but we have never ignored it. ”

"Mortal?"

The man couldn't help but sneer, "Sure enough, it's the high-ranking pope, and those people have become mortals? Why do you look down on those people?"

He suddenly glanced at Bishop Ye Lingfeng beside the Pope, Ye Lingfeng understood what he meant, and immediately stabbed the sharp blade of the mysterious dagger into the Pope's shoulder.

Suddenly, the Pope let out a scream, but was covered by a hand, and did not make much sound.

This stab wounded not only his physical body, but also his Dharma body, his life level, and his life character.

What kind of dagger is this, exactly?

How can there be such a dagger in the world?

Immediately after, the man slapped him hard.

The Pope felt a severe pain, and the whole person had fallen from his seat, gray hair, and his whole body trembled.

Boom!!

The man showed no mercy, stomped directly on his face, looked down on him, and smiled wickedly.

The Pope was not alarmed, he sighed softly and said, "If I am right, you should be overseas fugitives who have landed on the south coast, right?"

We arranged for someone to help you in the first place, why should we take revenge?"

"Help??

Bite the hand that feeds one?

What en?

We fled with tens of thousands of refugees. I thought there would be a good life, but what about you?

Only give us the most ordinary houses, the most ordinary food, but we live in the palace and eat delicious food, are we really beggars?"

The Pope was dumbfounded by this, and he didn't know what to say.

The man said, "We came from another continent, and there are monsters on that continent that oppressed us, so we escaped here after nine lives, but we didn't expect to be treated like this by you?"

The Pope was stunned and said, "We... What the hell is going to do with you?"

The man was stunned when asked, and said coldly: "You should scatter all your possessions and everything to help us."

Instead of just giving us the most ordinary houses, the most ordinary food, you are looking down on us!

No, you don't look down on anyone at all, and you still say the mortal kingdom!

Don't you think you're mortal?"

The Pope sighed, "What do you want?"

The man was about to speak again when a voice came from under the stone steps.

"Don't be verbose, kill it directly, and then deal with the Doomsday Pope at the dinner party. ”

As soon as the Pope heard the name of "Pope of Doom", his whole person suddenly became angry, his pale hair trembled, and he shouted hoarsely: "Why?

Teacher, she has never done anything, and the people she has saved and helped in her life are more than you have eaten. What qualifications do you have..."

Boom!!

Another kick down.

"Eligibility?

You people who regard ordinary people as mortals still have the face to ask us?"

The man looked at the Pope's white hair wet with tears, sneered, and stomped directly on his neck without mercy.

Soon, someone stepped forward and tore off the pope's face and began to make a human skin mask.

The rest began to talk.

"I heard that the Pope of Doomsday is very beautiful, why don't you put it under the account?

"When you see a woman, you want to put it under the account, eight, are you licking a dog?"

"That would only train her to be a so that it wouldn't be a licking dog. ”

"We need to control this huge force below, the nine of us are the best of the traversers, and we have clashed out of the terrifying encirclement of those monsters on the Southern Continent... Brothers work together, and their profits are broken. Let's work together for a better future. ”

At the mention of the monster, several people fell silent.

It's horrible.

It's too powerful.

People can't raise the slightest desire to resist.

It's better to be here.

Suddenly, there was humanity:

"Big brother, if we take control of the temple, do we really want to scatter all our property?"

"Of course, we're going to help ordinary people. But—" a tall figure groaned in the darkness, "but apart from the villagers who fled with us, are they any other people?"

Listen to us obediently, and the people we know are people.

Otherwise, it's not even a person, what do you help?"

"The eldest brother is right, there is no distinction between mortals and magnates in this world. Some are just human beings and are not human beings. What we know is people, otherwise we are not people. ”

"Yes, a manly man, he should step on the mountain of bones and decide the life and death of a country with one word.

Those who dare to destroy the beauty of this world,

Let his country be punished together, even if it is a hundred thousand, a million, ten million, ten million, let them realize their mistakes. ”

"Big brother, wouldn't this be bad? After all, they are also flesh and blood......

"Flesh and blood?

Seventh, remember, we are not the Virgin.

Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

Those who are hostile to us are no longer human beings, they must die, and their families and their countries must be buried with them.

Otherwise, what will we do if we become enemies in the future?"

"That's right, Old Seven, do you think you're the only one who has a merciful heart?

When you say that, do you think that you are smart and everyone else is stupid, so you have to be different from us?"

"We are the protagonists of this era, the nine of us together, as long as a period of time passes, we will definitely be able to lie still and get stronger and stronger, and then blow up those monsters.

When the time comes, we can blow up the world, let the mountains and rivers shatter, the world shattered, the universe shattered, and let everyone die under our power.

However, we will not die, we must transcend this universe. ”

"The dinner is about to start, let's prepare, as long as we convince the Pope of Doom, this continent will be ours. ”

"However, I've heard a lot of voices along the way, and they all say that the Pope of Doom is actually quite good..."

"Pretty good?

Seventh, have you heard that she is beautiful, so she wants to lick the dog?

We have all killed the Pope, so naturally we will kill her as well.

If she doesn't die, what will happen to us one day?

If you really pity her, then let her experience the rain and dew and experience the beauty of love before she dies, so that she can die without regrets.

Presumably, people like her never knew what love was.

Let her understand before she dies, it can be regarded as the highest blessing. ”

"This doomsday pope is a god on this continent, and it is said that it is a condensed image of the belief of the gods, so today, we will slaughter the gods!"

"God Butcher!"

"God Butcher!"

"God Butcher!"

When these two words were spoken, everyone fell silent, and there was a fiery light in their eyes.

The gods are high, and they should slaughter her, so that peace and prosperity can be restored to the world.

The nine of them only felt their blood boiling.

"For the sake of the world!"

"For peace!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

These nine traversers have experienced many difficulties, standing out from the many gods, and they all have many hole cards hidden in their hands that others can't imagine, such hole cards, plus many internal responses such as Bishop Ye Lingfeng in the Temple of Death itself, plus the analysis and understanding of the power of the Doomsday Pope, and the fact that the Hall of the Dinner just deviates from the twelve golden human Xuan Array of the Temple of Death, is enough.

As for why there is an internal response.

The mysterious power contained in the golden finger and the ambition of the human heart itself can be intertwined with betrayal, intrigue, and the darkest hypocrisy.

...

...

The Temple of the Earth.

The cardinal has completed his debriefing.

Narcissus has arrived, and is on his way to the dinner with the Pope of Doom.

Xia Xiaosu's heart was calm, and when she passed through the corridor, she stretched out her hand and pulled out a six-edged snowflake from the vast sea of snow, feeling that the cold was melting.

She suddenly remembered that thousands of years ago, in the palace of the ancient dynasty, there was a princess carrying a lunch box and a prince who was confined and chanting.

The two were weak and helpless, surviving in the treacherous and treacherous court.

Although it is dark, but because of each other, it is still warm,

It's warm and unforgettable.

The heavy snow is only similar every year, and in the blink of an eye for a thousand years, it has become a person.

Brother...

Are you still alive?

You... Are you okay?