The choir's hymn to light had ended, and the echoing epidale in the vast chapel was a reminder, but it was all lost in the clash of the knights of light's armor. The dark mages who were mercilessly pulled out by the Knight of Light were sweating profusely, and just the praise of the Light made them use all their magic power to survive, where was the strength to deal with the Knight of Light?

After pulling out the dark mages who were wandering around the mission like dogs, the Knights of Light exited the chapel with a flurry of footsteps. Although the Knight of Light had left, there was still silence in the worship hall, and the envoys of various countries and the priests of the various temples were shocked by the series of methods of the Church of Light.

Almost all of you here have had some connection with the Dark Council in some way, and even some countries have cooperated with the Dark Council at a deeper level because they saw that the Dark Council had a big plan this time, and thought that the Light Sect would definitely decline. However, after seeing the Church of Light's powerful and effective screening methods, the envoys of those countries began to feel a little uneasy in their hearts, and they finally realized that the plan of the Dark Council might not be able to defeat the Church of Light to the dust as they wished.

"Boom~Boom~Boom!" a crack of teeth sounded in the mouth of the deputy envoy of the Kingdom of Sova, and although the sound was extremely subtle, it was extremely clear in the silent worship hall. Several envoys around him looked at the deputy envoy with sympathetic eyes, the assassination of Count Hoffmann of the Kingdom of Sova had spread throughout the embassy district last night, and everyone knew that there must be an inextricable relationship between the Kingdom of Sova and the Dark Council.

If the Church of Light had been a little more tolerant or weak, the envoys would have been very determined to carry forward the plans of the Dark Council, but now that the coronation ceremony had not yet begun, the Church of Light had cleanly eliminated all the hidden dark mages, which was a blow to the envoys. The envoys who were good at seeing the wind and steering the rudder dared to show their heads, and they all shrank back like frightened quails, for fear of causing misunderstanding among the Bright Sect.

There are also many terrifying envoys like the deputy envoy of the Sova Kingdom, and they only then remembered that the Church of Light has always been known for its ruthlessness in cutting down the grass and eradicating evil heretics, and I don't know how many dark mages were burned to death at the stake, once they are found to be in collusion with the Dark Council, those cabinet men of the Inquisition will not hesitate to burn them to death, even if the country behind them is strong, it is useless, these religious madmen will not care about these at all.

"Hey~, this bright salute really lives up to its name, it's really comfortable, I really want to come again!" came the crisp laughter of Princess Sophia from the silent worship hall, and the heartless words made the envoys look sideways. However, Princess Sophia was originally a young girl, and it was a good time to be carefree, and these envoys could not accuse her of anything, so they could only look at Sophia speechlessly with a twitch on their faces.

In the hearts of these envoys, Princess Sophia has been listed as a vase figure with big breasts and no brains, and the Paris Empire sent such an envoy this time, I am afraid that it really has the heart not to be involved in these events.

"Her Royal Highness the princess is really kind-hearted, and the bright praise will give the best effect to people with clear hearts and kind and pure hearts, but if you want to do it again, it can't be done, just this time the consumption of the magic circle of the bright salute is enough for my old man to feel distressed for a long time, and if I do it again, I have to take my life!"

With the voice of the old man, Pope San Francisco walked slowly from the side door of the chapel to the pulpit, joking with Princess Sophia as he went. He had a smile on his face, and there was no sign of the dark mage he had just cleaned up.

Princess Sophia's face stiffened slightly, as if she didn't expect Pope San Francisco to appear at this time, and picked up her words, as if she was deliberately singing and cooperating with the old pope. She wanted to make an innocent and ignorant girl, and she kept a low profile, but she didn't make herself more eye-catching because of the Pope's appearance.

"Ahem!" Pope San Francesco coughed lightly, smiled all over his face, and said to the audience with a solemn expression: "Today is the abdication ceremony of me, Pope San Francisco, and the coronation ceremony of the new Pope St. Paul of the Church of Light, thank you very much for coming and witnessing this important moment with all the believers of the Church of Light!"

The old pope glanced at the envoys of various countries and the priests of the temples in the worship hall, and continued: "Among you here are old friends I am familiar with, as well as many young new faces. Fast forward to decades of his reign, since the last Pope, His Majesty St. Gregory, took over the papal scepter. In the past thirty years, I have been gratified by the development of the Church of Light and the Church of Light, and I can raise my head and say aloud: I have not failed the favor of the God of Light, nor have I failed His Majesty St. Gregory, nor the expectations of the believers of Light!"

The words of Pope San Francisco caused many envoys and priests of the same generation present to fall into memories, but for them, the thirty years of Pope San Francisco's reign were not good memories. The Church of Light is in the hands of Pope San Francisco, but it spares no effort to hunt down and exterminate the forces of the Dark Council and the Gray Bone Sect, and it also wants to infiltrate the surrounding dioceses and expand the scope of the belief of the God of Light.

Such a hard-line pope finally retired, which also made everyone in the audience breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts, full of hope that the new pope can be calmer, so that the surrounding countries and major temples can be more relaxed. Of course, it would be better for the same Cardinal Abraham to succeed him, so that it would be in the interests of the nations and the temples.

While everyone in the audience had their own intentions, St. Paul, who was hiding in the side door of the worship hall, secretly observed their expressions and activities clearly, combined with some of the information he knew, and constantly adjusted his future response to the countries or temples in his heart.

Presiding over the Inquisition and related affairs all year round, St. Paul's temperament was accustomed to being unsmiling and serious. If Pope San Francisco is a smiling tiger with a smiling face, on the surface it is like a spring breeze, but behind the scenes he is ruthless and does not spit out bones, then St. Paul is a cold stone, the means are simple and rude without discounting, and everything that does not conform to the interests of the Church of Light, and all those who blaspheme and rebel against the Church should be judged.