I don't doubt it.

If there is no doubt, the Pope's mentality will collapse.

There is no doubt that there is a dark temple, so why is there no transcendent inheritance in the Holy See?

Is God non-existent?

No!

It's absolutely impossible!

It is impossible for everything in the world that God created, even miracles, to come and go on and on.

To deny God is to deny the Crucifixion, and likewise to deny the whole of Western thought.

It is simply impossible to deny this.

God must exist!

But if God exists, why doesn't the Vatican have supernatural powers?

Could it be that the Vatican is a fake Holy See?

When God recovers, a new Holy See will rise soon, and he and others will become a joke?

Such a possibility is also unacceptable to the Pope.

This doesn't work, that doesn't work, so how can it be rectified?

It is necessary to make sure that God exists, and that the Vatican is a cross orthodoxy, and the only explanation is that the dark temple really exists.

Only this explanation can meet the above two requirements and keep the old pope's mentality intact.

God exists.

The Vatican is also God-sanctioned orthodoxy.

The reason why there is no supernatural power is that there must be a dark temple in the Vatican, as they say.

This dark temple retains the extraordinary heritage of the Holy See.

This dark temple, like the Sword Immortal Sect in Great Xia, is also hidden from the world, and is not even known to the Pope himself.

But they will eventually be controlled by the Pope!

After all, I am the Pope of the Holy See, and the spokesman of my Lord in the world.

Well!

The Sword Immortal Sect in Great Xia, isn't it a similar situation?

The Sword Immortal Sect exists in the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land, isolated from the world and preserving the inheritance of extraordinary power.

Once born, it is the top existence in the world.

"The Dark Temple should exist, right?"

"The dark temple must exist, otherwise the limelight of the Holy See back then would not be able to explain it at all."

"Not to mention that without extraordinary powers, it is impossible for us to go on an expedition to Rome, which is the territory of the Titans."

The old pope thought of the old story recorded by the Holy See.

These stories are all epic to corroborate.

Based on this fact, the Pope's eyes gradually became firm.

That's right, it must be like this.

"If Your Majesty is really the mythical Dracula, how should we deal with it?"

"Midnight Mass will begin in a while, and if Dracula comes, let's not say how many people will die, and the majesty of the Holy See will be gone."

"Your Majesty, if you have the strength, don't continue to hide."

"The glory of the Lord needs the power of light to defend it."

Looking at the unfathomable Pope, the high-level officials of the Holy See present spoke one after another, hoping that the Pope could give them a little hope.

Did I hide my chicken feathers?

The Pope wanted to flip the table.

However, as the spiritual leader of the Crucifixion, the Pope's Qi cultivation skills are absolutely remarkable.

In such an urgent situation, the Pope still looked calm, and his voice was pious and low:

"All is under the gaze of the Lord."

"Under the greatness of the light, all darkness will eventually dissipate."

"Prepare for Midnight Mass, our faithful can't wait."

"As our Lord's spokesman on earth, we should not make believers afraid of darkness."

"We're going to carry the weight for them."

The old pope slowly got up and walked out the door.

His expression was very unpalatable.

But no one knows that he

The palms of my hands were already soaked.

This is all the case, and the old Pope doesn't know what to do.

He had no choice but to gamble.

If you win the bet, you will take off on the spot and become the Pope with extraordinary power.

If you lose the bet, as soon as you lift the cloth and cover it, and as soon as you close your eyes, it has nothing to do with you.

We don't know if it will collapse or not, and we don't know what it will be scolded for.

Gamble with your life and you're done.

With such a determination to die, the back of the old pope appeared holy and firm.

Feeling the state of the old pope, the cardinal archbishops knew it in their hearts.

This old guy really has something to hide.

It seems that they don't treat us as their own.

But then again, times have changed.

It's not who has deep routines and well-connected people who can take power.

Extraordinary power is destined to be the mainstream of the future.

Only with extraordinary power in hand can we have more say in the future Holy See.

Even, only if you are transcendent, you can hope to ascend to heaven in the future and become a spirit who always sits under the Lord.

Cardinal archbishops, which one is not a human spirit.

In a split second, I figured out what was at stake, and even several plans had emerged.

But whatever the plan, they themselves are too passive.

Because in their understanding, supernatural power is currently a secret that belongs only to the Pope.

If you want to share your secrets, you have to find a way.

In the midst of their thoughts, the dignitaries of the Holy See stepped out, and all the faithful began to cheer reverently and excitedly.

The Pope pressed his hands and began the Midnight Mass according to the process.

One of the most important processes of the Midnight Mass is to lead the faithful to the mystery of Jesus' incarnation.

To put it bluntly, it is a large-scale musical performance, but with a strong religious element.

As the event began, the chants echoed throughout the church, and the night was sacred.

Amid the chant chanted in unison by countless faithful, the Pope slowly walked out of the side of the stage with the baby representing Jesus in his arms.

Crash!

But at this time, the glass of St. Peter's Basilica was suddenly broken.

With a loud noise, countless bats rushed in with a thick black fog in their scarlet eyes.

Countless bats, like a dark storm, turned into tornadoes and hovered directly above the church.

Darkness, evil, blood, greed, coldness, and all kinds of negativity permeate the darkness.

"The Birth of the Son Jesus?"

"Oh, what Holy Son, I don't think it's the thoughts of some angel or God, taking advantage of the end of the Dharma era."

"In the age of the dissipation of the gods, UU reads books to steal faith as mortals."

"It's really God's style, the same hypocrisy and shamelessness."

Among the countless bats, there was a shrill sound like a fingernail rubbing against glass.

That voice was full of disgust for God.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Someone has realized what those bats are.

And just as the crowd was just beginning to become confused, the bats began to gather together quickly.

In an instant, in the surging black smoke, Dracula, dressed in a haute couture suit, was elegantly suspended there.

Behind him, a pair of huge meat wings, flapping slowly.

Looking down condescendingly, a grim smile appeared on Dracula's face:

"God's dogs, do you know fear?"

"Remember the fear of being dominated by the Bloodline?"