readx;? Book of the Seven Days, Redemption on the Sixth Day (7)

Obviously, the Grand Duke did not want to see Rogge either. When www.biquge.info saw that it was Rogge who pushed the door in, the Grand Duke, who had always been moody, frowned slightly. Despite the fleeting revulsion and displeasure, it was still impossible to escape Rogge's eyes.

Rogge looked impassive and quietly stood on the other side of the Pope.

Seeing that the Pope had no intention of letting Rogge leave, the Grand Duke of Bavaria frowned slightly again. He hesitated for a moment, but had to continue: "Your Majesty, this is by no means a trivial matter, I hope you can think about it again. Although the source of faith is collapsing, the good thing is that it is not very fast. I think you are the only one in this plane who has the ability to stop the collapse of the power of faith, and even if you can't do anything, then you can inform the heavens of the situation in the plane, and let the angels of the heavens prevent the worst from happening. ”

The Pope, as usual, sat silently in his high-backed chair, as if he had fallen asleep, and did not react at all to the words of the Archduke of Bavaria. The Grand Duke waited patiently, but he didn't wait for the Pope's answer, only a sneer from Rogge.

"Honorable Archduke of Bavaria, don't you take such great pains to protect the food of the gods of the heavenly realm for the sake of salvation? Eternal life in the glory of the heavenly realm is indeed a very heartwarming thing, but I did not expect that a hero like you did not see through life and death, and worked so hard for salvation. Rogge said with a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth.

The Grand Duke glared at Rogge, his face slightly angry, and said, "Eternal life is loneliness. Since salvation doesn't make sense to you. Is it so important to me? Rogge, now you are single-mindedly an enemy of the heavenly realm, what are you for? Your desire for the earth is just a temporary liking and dislike! The main gods of the heavenly realm are not at all something that you and I can fight against. The source of faith has collapsed, and what can it bring to us, to this plane? All it can bring is hastened destruction!"

The Grand Duke paused, rested his anger for a while, turned to the Pope and said, "Your Majesty!"

The Pope snorted weakly. Slowly opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Rogge. He looked at the Grand Duke of Bavaria again, said nothing, and looked out the window again.

The Grand Duke strode to the window, and with a wave of his hand, the scene outside the window immediately changed, and the mechanical and beautiful scenes of the illusion were replaced by scenes of towns and mountains. These staggered towns and villages have different styles, and they seem to be ordinary towns distributed in all corners of the continent and in various countries. The people in the illusion appear busy and innocent. They were toiling for daily sustenance, and the Great War of the North, which had spread almost the entire continent, seemed to have little to do with them.

The Grand Duke pointed to the illusion and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty! Look, these are the people of our plane! They don't need pride, they don't need glory, they don't need to destroy for freedom! All they need is survival, just a peaceful life! These ordinary and ordinary people don't think about what will happen in a thousand years, for them, the heavens, the gods, and those of us are so far away. After the collapse of the source of faith. We will immediately bring judgment from the heavenly realm. If you prevent the collapse of the source of faith, these ordinary people will have at least a thousand years to survive before the Celestial Realm cleanses the entire plane! Which one should be chosen between a completely hopeless war and a thousand years of survival, I think the answer is very obvious!"

"Survival for a thousand years?" Rogge smiled coldly and said, "Survival like pigs and dogs for a thousand years?" The only end of existence is to wait for the slaughter that will come as soon as possible, and such an existence is also called survival?"

The Grand Duke said in a deep voice: "That's just your idea. For the vast majority of ordinary people on the plane. They don't know their ultimate fate, and they don't know how life is any different under the Celestial Realm. Maybe a better life. Therefore, I believe that the beings of the plane will choose the heavenly realm. ”

Rogge looked at the illusion outside the window, smiled indifferently, and said, "Dear Grand Duke of Bavaria, I know what you said is correct. It's just a pity that the beings on the plane have never had the right to choose. The great affairs of this plane are determined only by the likes and dislikes of a few, and of course, you are one of the few. Sentient beings are ignorant, so they don't know what they want. It's up to us to decide for them. In fact. Your idea of doing good for them is just what you think. ”

The Grand Duke's face sank. The five fingers of his right hand were slightly open and closed, as if he wanted to grasp the hilt of the sword at his waist. When Rogge saw this, he smiled and said, "What, respected Grand Duke, do you want to do it?" If you lead troops to fight, I'm afraid I'm not as good as you, but if you want to start fighting, I think it's better for you to save money." Actually, if it weren't for your name on the protection list, I would have killed the Grand Duke's Mansion a long time ago! But now this list is almost outdated, so I advise you not to be impulsive. ”

The fat man paused, looked up to the sky, and after a moment said, "Honorable Grand Duke, I have wanted to kill you for a long time for the sake of Elesis alone. ”

The Grand Duke snorted, not taking Rogge's threat to heart at all, and just said in a deep voice to the Pope: "Your Majesty, you can't hesitate any longer! There is still time, as long as you refine the last statue of the Angel of Purgatory to lead down the angels of the heavens, they have the ability to prevent the collapse of the source of faith!"

As he spoke, the Grand Duke pointed to Rogge and said, "He is up to the requirements of the Angel of Purgatory." ”

Rogge snorted coldly, and just as he wanted to say something, the Grand Duke said again: "As long as I can make this plane last for a thousand years, I am also willing to turn into a Purgatory Angel!"

The Pope finally raised his hand tremblingly, and the two men, who were about to continue arguing, immediately stopped, waiting for his metaphor. The Pope thought for a long time before he said slowly: "I still need to think about it, and I'll talk about it later." Rogge stays, I still have something to talk to you about. ”

The Grand Duke looked helpless, but had to withdraw from the room.

"Rogge, you just heard that when the last statue of the Angel of Purgatory takes shape, it will be the day of judgment in this world. I'm old, but I can still hold you a little time, what else do you have to do. Just hurry up and do it. ”

Rogge nodded in agreement, but he didn't leave, just stared at the Pope bathed in the setting sun. After hesitating for a long time, Rogge finally asked, "...... back then?" Why did you have to make an angel statue of Elesis?"

The Pope said lightly: "Because she is very suitable." ”

Rogge was silent for a moment, then finally turned to leave.

He knew that the Pope was telling the truth, indeed, in terms of the mission of the Angel of Purgatory. Elesis, who is extremely powerful in magic and lives in this plane with the body of a demon, is no more suitable. And the pope at that time didn't think about him or Ophilok's mood at all. It's as if he doesn't think about the mood of the beings in the plane at all.

It's just that no matter what, although the feelings of the year have faded at any time, the imprint is still engraved in his heart and can never completely disappear.

Among the twelve halls of the angels of purgatory, there are already eleven statues standing at this moment, and there is only one hall that is empty. To this day, though, Rogge doesn't know much about the role of the Purgatory Angel statue. However, the Pope has just reminded him that when the Statues of the Angels of Purgatory are gathered, it will be the day of judgment, and he also knows that even if the Pope has the heart, it is impossible to delay the time forever. Once the gods of the heavenly realm realize that something is wrong, I am afraid that a simple oracle can replace a new pope for the Church of Light.

Standing on the corridor, Rogge let out a long sigh. Soaring into the sky, it disappeared into the clouds of the secret realm in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Rogge left, the loneliness of the corridor was broken again. Amid the sound of hurried footsteps, Augustus' burly figure appeared at one end of the corridor, hurried to the Pope's prayer room, and knocked on the door.

"Come in. ”

Augustus pushed the door open. It's the same as the scenery of the secret realm. The Pope's prayer room was always the same, and whenever he seemed to enter, he would only see the Pope quietly bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun. It's just that today, for some reason, Augustus suddenly felt a chill that soaked his bones. In an instant, the Blood Angel seemed to feel like a hurried, thinly clothed traveler in late autumn, not knowing where the end of the journey was, or how long he would be able to hold out in the cold wind.

It's just a momentary trance, which has already made the blood angel secretly alert, such an illusion should not appear on him no matter what. What's wrong with you today?

The Blood Angel settled down and drained all his emotions from the bottom of his heart. Then he said to the Pope: "Your Majesty." There have been some changes in many dioceses lately......" he hesitated and did not continue.

The Pope coughed heavily. Then he said, "Is there a rumor that I have renounced my faith and become a believer in the devil's land?"

Augustus said, "Exactly, and ...... Moreover, several self-proclaimed prophets have appeared among the cultists, who claim to have received oracles from the gods of the heavenly realm, allowing them to lead the blinded cultists back to the faith of the Most High God. The influence of these people is becoming more and more significant. ”

The Pope stared feebly at the sunset outside the window, with his old eyes open, silent.

Augustus stood behind him, patiently awaiting the Pope's instructions, as he had been accustomed to for decades.

Time seems to have stood still in the secret realm, and the bloody sunset is firmly nailed to the sky, but it refuses to fall a little. Augustus was on the surface as usual, but his heart was beating faster and faster uncontrollably, and he even felt a slight cold sweat oozing from his body.

How long have you been waiting? a moment, or a thousand years?

He didn't know.

The Pope finally moved, and Augustus breathed a sigh of relief, and he immediately realized his gaffe, but it was too late.

"Augustus, what does the Canon of Light say about those who are not firm enough in their faith?"

The entire canon of light was already in Augustus's heart, and he immediately said without thinking: "To the dishonest believers, they should be comforted. If persuasion fails, one should be considered a heretic. ”

The Pope nodded and said slowly, "Can you still control the Holy Knights?"

"Absolutely. Augustus's heart was beating faster and faster, and sweat began to permeate his palms.

"That's good, how to deal with this matter, you can see how to deal with it. ”

Augustus's heart jumped again, and a drop of sweat seeped out of his clenched fist, dripping, and fell into a small splash on the floor, making a soft click.

This faint sound, almost imperceptible, sounded like thunder in Augustus' ears at this moment!

"Your Majesty, you seem to be ......" The Blood Angel raised his head slightly, stared at the Pope, and asked.

The Pope laughed hoarsely a few times, and this time the smell of the old man on his body could no longer be concealed, and began to pour out continuously. The old man, who had been at the top of the continent's power for decades, finally stopped staring at the sunset and turned his head to look at Augustus. Since his rebirth in this plane, Augustus has always followed the Pope, and he has long been familiar with the Pope's gaze. But at this moment, he finally noticed that there was something different in the Pope's gaze.

"Augustus......" the Pope smiled, and at this moment he smiled like an ordinary old man: "It seems that you have also discovered, yes, now that my power has been lost, it is impossible to use the Great Prophecy anymore." ”

"This ...... Why is that?" Augustus couldn't believe his eyes just now, and he couldn't believe his ears at the moment.

What does this mean? Could it be that this old man, who could have caused the fall of the powerful with a single move, the Pope, who holds the secrets of the gods, has really become an ordinary old man at this moment?

Moreover, Augustus could hardly have wondered why the Pope could no longer use the Great Prophecy. Could it be that the oracles that have come out of nowhere recently are real?

Silence.

In the silence, Augustus's fist was finally clenched again!

The Pope had already turned away and watched the sunset in peace.

"I know what to do. ”

"Now that you know, help me close the door. "The Pope is peaceful...... At this moment, the Blood Angel suddenly discovered that this wise old man had been guiding him since he came to this plane, guiding him on a different path from the other advent angels. He is no longer a slave who only knows how to obey orders, and he is no longer an emotionless machine.

He, Augustus, learned to think, and from then on he had the meaning of existence.

Augustus bowed deeply to the old man in his twilight and then gently closed the wooden door of the prayer room.

The footsteps of the Blood Angel faded away in the corridor. The murderous aura began to spread across the corridor.

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