All the Hui Yue present had a grim face.

After all, the fall of the archbishop stationed in the Ottoman Empire is closely related to the evil god of the Lord of Dusk.

When they received the news of the fall of the Huiyue powerhouse, they were all a little incredulous.

It has been hundreds of years since the fall of the Bright Moon has been seen on this continent.

And it wasn't killed by other Radiant Moon powerhouses.

At stake for their own lives, it gives them a sense of imminent crisis.

Everyone in the Holy See never expected that on the eve of the chaos, they would take the lead in attacking the people on their own side.

Originally, I wanted to deal a serious blow to the evil god's sphere of influence first, weakening the power, so as not to jump out of the cultists when I got it.

As a result, a Hui Yue was planted in it.

"Personally, I believe that the in-depth investigation of the Lord of Dusk should be suspended for the time being, but the order under his command can be lured into."

One Hui Yue spoke, and the others quickly picked up the topic.

The old man at the top looked at the crowd of people discussing it and smiled slightly.

There is excitement and excitement in the smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are all pillars of the Holy See."

"I don't know if you have ever thought that even evil gods such as the Lord of Dusk have descended into the world."

"So does this prove ......"

The old man lengthened his tone, causing Hui Yue, who was present, to cast his gaze.

"Prove that God has not been far from us."

Inside the church, under the light, it was suddenly quiet, as if a pin could be heard.

The Bright Moon powerhouses looked pensive.

In fact, they already have such an idea, but when it is put forward in public, they are still a little surprised.

Even the Lord of Dusk can come to earth, representing other gods who can also come.

This will plunge the world into deeper chaos.

But it also marked the imminent rise of their Holy See.

Because the Lord of Radiance they believe in is the greatest god in the world, and there is no one!

His power is unmatched, and even the Lord of Dusk, an evil god known for his strength, would not dare to compete with Him.

Under the glory of the Radiant Lord, the status of their Holy See has also risen with the tide and is admired by the world.

It was a mysterious golden age, but it was also the pinnacle of the Holy See.

No force dares to provoke them.

All of them are under the light of the Lord of Light, obediently accepting orders.

As for the secret meeting?

At that time, it was not established yet, and it was an organization founded by some people who pursued the mystery after the mystery faded.

Then this kind of small organization, which the Holy See did not care about, slowly grew and grew, and now it is even on a par with the Holy See.

They resolutely refused to admit that the strength of the secret meeting was one line higher than theirs.

But under the divine light of the Lord of Radiance, none of this will be a problem.

They will, under God's guidance, save the suffering world.

And when the chaos is quelled and the mainland is in full swing, the Holy See will once again return to that golden age.

It is a heartfelt honor for all to believe in the Lord of Light.

This kind of sight that seemed to be within reach was placed in front of his eyes.

The old man thought about the possibility that the Pope had told him, and his mood was high.

But you have to be prepared with both hands, looking at his colleague with excitement on his face, he thought to himself.

I wonder what the Lord of Radiance wants?

……

The Ottoman and Mass envoys walked through the white doves flying in the square and were led by the clergy to the conference room of the Holy See with sad faces.

Outside the brown-red gate, there were already a few people waiting.

They are all envoys sent by the empire and major powers.

The Ottoman envoy looked blankly at one of them.

The man was smiling, as if he thought the fall of the moon was nothing.

It is in stark contrast to the mournful crowd around him.

This man is the secret envoy.

The envoy seemed to notice the Ottoman envoy's gaze, and he turned his head and smiled in greeting.

However, the Ottoman envoy ignored it and looked elsewhere.

After everyone arrived, the closed brown-red door finally opened a crack.

A pure and rich fragrance poured out of the door, like a whirlpool of the tide.

Then the gate moved slowly, and the envoys walked slowly, their manners full of aristocratic elegance.

The hall is very large, and the space inside seems to be wider than the buildings outside.

Behind him, the gate slowly disappeared.

They were in another dimension.

In front of the many envoys, there was a huge stone throne.

Its surface is uneven and white throughout.

But compared with the white robe of the person above it, it looks a little grayer.

Just because the white robe feels so holy, it seems that there is nothing whiter in the whole world.

The people who dwelt on the throne looked at them with a smile on their faces and plump and ruddy skin.

The Ottoman envoy was slightly stunned, while the Mass imperial envoy on the side had already bowed and saluted.

"Your Majesty, Good Day, Dear Pope."

……

The Ottoman Empire, located on the black market outside the walls of the imperial capital.

Several black-robed men were interacting with each other in a dark corner.

"You're going into the city? Well said, half a million diars. "A fatter figure doesn't have a good airway, it's not that he has a lion mouth wide open, just up and down dots more than that.

Fat Man is a black marketeer who sells temporary residence permits in the imperial capital, various mysterious items to help hide his identity, and helps others to smuggle people in.

The black-robed men across from him were motionless and did not communicate with each other.

"But this doesn't include mysterious items that can hide your aura, which will be charged separately."

"Besides, if you don't buy it, if you don't buy it, I'll leave."

The fat man was a little impatient, he had been waiting here for a long time, and the group just didn't speak.

How did you say you were going to the city at first?

A bunch of dead poor ghosts.

The fat man spat on the ground, and wanted to leave with some swearing.

Finally, a black-robed man spoke, lifeless.

"Of course we want to buy it."

"It's just that you buy it after you become a believer in the Lord."

The fat man was a little stunned and looked at the man in black in front of him.

"You guys want to eat black? When I don't have anyone else is it! ”

Just as he was about to call someone, the shadow of a gospel flashed in front of him, and there was a scratch on it.

The next second, he lost consciousness.