"It worked!"

An ascetic smiled contentedly, the power of the Holy Spirit had been withdrawn from his body, and his little life force had been poured into Galle's body. Her forearms shone slightly, and when she looked closely, her skin seemed to be different from other places, and the surface of her skin was all hexagonal small crystals, with a bright flow of light, faintly revealing a kind of nobility.

The Pope himself helped the ascetic to sit aside, and the ascetic was aging rapidly, his tight and sturdy body was like a leaky balloon, wrinkles were stacked on top of each other, and some brown age spots could no longer be suppressed by the holy power, and they climbed up to his skin. He coughed lightly, raised his trembling hand, and spat out a few teeth.

"Hehe, it's really old!", he smiled very happily, and looked at the restless Galle's eyes, full of love and expectation.

This is the future of the Church, and it is the precious key to the Church's re-establishment in the world.

Immediately after verifying the feasibility of the indoctrination of the Holy Angels, the Church set up a plan for the ascension, the most important of which was the Advent of the Holy Angels. As long as Galle completes the crystallization, she can summon the Battle Angel to possess her, which is truly higher than this plane and dimension, and can crush any opponent. Muskets, artillery, and a final judgment can destroy a city as vast as the capital of Turman.

With a strategic humanoid weapon like Galle, who would dare to stop the Church's rise?

The Tuhrman Empire could not do it.

The Confederation can't do it.

The republic could not do it.

No one in this world can stop it!

This is the dream of entire generations, and it is the goal that this generation strives for!

And this goal is about to be achieved.

Even if you give your own life, what can you do? People live not just for the sake of living, they are walking dead, and without dreams, it is like having no tomorrow.

Death is a terrible thing to see, but dying in a dream is something that everyone yearns for.

The ascetic gasped for a few breaths, and there was a hissing in his chest when he pulled the bellows, and there was no joy or sorrow on his calm face, and his eyes were full and round, not at all like an old man who was dying. He looked at the Pope, "I didn't live in vain in my life, and my only regret is that I won't see that day." ”

The Pope held his hand tightly, "Yes, you will, when we all enter the kingdom of God, you will see!"

Old people who have fought all their lives for the church laugh and scold and talk and laugh, they don't care about their lives at all, and everyone has a common goal.

As the process continued to accelerate, the crystallized area of Galle's body also increased.

Some people can't bear the years, can't resist aging, and have lost their breath with laughter. The rest of the people were still laughing, and tears of laughter were about to come out.

Even though he died nine times, he did not regret it.

When everyone, along with many of the cardinals, had fulfilled their mission, and the last part of Galle's forehead was left uncrystallized, all eyes were on Herman.

It's close, it's almost there, and they look at Herman expectantly.

Herman smiled and shook his head in everyone's shocked gaze, "I refuse!"

The Pope's face suddenly became gloomy, and he helped his companion to his feet, "Why?"

Galle was also confused, she didn't know what it meant.

Herman spoke at a very slow pace, telling a story.

The story takes place thirty-one years ago, when the Church of the Holy Light was at its most difficult time, the aftermath of the assassination of the emperor by the previous pope was still not extinguished, and the aristocratic group, together with the royal family, was still frantically retaliating against the church. The older generation of dragon slaying knights are alive and well.

Herman, as a newly promoted cardinal, did not feel the slightest joy. The apostles were like rats crossing the street, and everyone shouted and beat them. Not to mention going on a mission, you have to find food by yourself.

The church has no land, no livelihood, no income, and they are like a bunch of noble beggars who take something out of the mouths of the thieves to fill their stomachs.

That day, he was approached by a young man from the imperial capital. The young man explained his identity, a prince who was about to become emperor. He talked and laughed, undaunted by the apostle's notoriety, and talked with Herman for two whole days. During these two days, the young man made many promises and promises, and he had only one purpose, which was to change the church.

Let the Church of the Holy Light cater to the rule of the royal family, and promise to canonize Herman as pope whenever there is hope, allowing him to preach freely in the Turman Empire and develop believers.

He made a promise that Herman's descendants, for generations, would be hereditary nobles, with large fiefdoms, and would no longer have to struggle to survive.

On one side is the path with no end in sight, shrouded in darkness, full of despair and thorns. He has the ability to cut through thorns and obstacles, and he also has the courage to move forward.

On the other side, there is a brilliant avenue, the road is straight and wide, without the slightest obstacle, leading to the end of the world.

He hesitated.

For the first time in his life, he hesitated when confronted with the ruling class of the Empire.

The first road is full of unknown bumps and difficulties, this road is not easy to walk, and he doesn't even know if he can go to the end.

The second road, all the way unobstructed, is lined with delicate flowers on both sides of the road.

Herman wavered, hesitated, frightened, dazed, and finally understood.

If the ends of both paths point to the same place, why embark on that path that is destined to be difficult and difficult?

Without hesitation, he stepped on the second road.

Over the years, he has worked hard for it, and his efforts have paid off.

The first thing the young prince did after ascending the throne was to lift the ban on the church, no longer shouting and killing the church, so that the church had a chance to breathe. In his deal with the Emperor, Fabio relaxed his strict defenses against the Church, allowing the Church to have a stable rear.

Whose credit is it for all this?

It's me!

Herman regarded himself as a hero, and without him, the Church would not have made great progress in the past three decades. Without him, the current church would have vanished!

He is the real hero of this church!

He should be the highest spiritual symbol of the Church!

If it weren't for a Rosie, the plan wouldn't have turned out like this.

Of course, Herman understands it this way.

He hated Rossi for disrupting his deployment, and he hated the Pope, he hated Rodean, he hated Attila who was constantly working against him, and he hated all the cardinals. Keep your eyes open and see who it is that brought you all this!

Is it Rosie's kid who just popped up a year ago?

No!

It's me!

When he told the secret that had been hidden in his heart for thirty years, he suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Things, that's it.

"Traitor!", someone stood up, pointed at Herman's nose and yelled, ran over and shoved him.

It's just that he lost the nourishment of the holy power, and his body of more than a hundred years was already overwhelmed, and Herman didn't move, and he himself fell and fell to the ground.

Herman's face contorted, "I'm a traitor?!", he roared, "Anyone in this world can accuse me, but you can't! Haven't I done enough for you? Who brought you out of the quagmire? Who brought you out of the quagmire? Who gave you a stable life? Who is me! Who is struggling to find a way to develop? Or me! You call me a traitor? Haha, that's the funniest joke I've ever heard. ”

He didn't notice that the old man who had fallen to the ground had lost his breath.

He was still roaring.

There was a faint remorse in the Pope's eyes, in addition to cultivation, he spent more time in formulating the direction of the future development of the Church, and rarely stayed in the Church. If he hadn't ignored these things, he might have discovered some clues a long time ago.

"Do you have any other hands?", the Pope asked.

Herman twitched his neck, his face gradually recovered, and the corners of his mouth curled, "Hind hand? His Majesty the Emperor has actually been in contact with the Dragon Slayer Knight for a long time, whether it is Heinsys or Fabio, they are all fish and meat on the board, and they can only be slaughtered. Saying that, his tone became solemn and solemn, "You can rest assured, with me, the church will only get better and better!"

A light lit up in his hand, and beyond the light, his face was hideous......