Douglas's face was filled with madness, and his voice contained indescribable weirdness.

The secret Douglas seemed to have been hidden for many years, and now that he finally had a chance to tell it, his body was even trembling with excitement.

In that kind of appearance, everyone around looked at each other.

Although they all came here because they were threatened, they definitely all recognized Douglas's strength, the rank of eighty-eight, second only to Augustus in the entire Holy See.

Moreover, Douglas is still very young, he is not yet forty this year, and it can be said that breaking through the limit of ninety in the future can be said to be a sure thing.

On weekdays, he is in charge of the Inquisition, silent, and selfless, even if the high-ranking members of the Holy See see Douglas, even if they don't do anything, they will subconsciously feel a little worried in their hearts.

Who would have thought that this cardinal, whose will was as hard as steel, would actually show such an appearance, even if it was the fanatical believers of the Holy See, it was far inferior.

With just one sentence, Douglas's face was even twisted into a ball, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

Everyone could hear the hula hula sound coming out of Douglas's throat.

But the daughter of God?

Is this title sure that Douglas has not lost his mind?

A group of people below exchanged their heads and ears, all aware of Suosuo's voices one after another.

Even Lotswayer's face was a little weird, she didn't expect Douglas to arrange such an identity for herself, this was to make it easier for herself to get the Pope position and deliberately say this, right?

Seeing the reaction of the people below, Douglas sneered: "I know you all suspect that I am crazy, I know very well what I am saying, no matter how much you doubt me, but there is no doubt that His Highness Lothweiser has the blood of a god."

After a brief pause, Douglas continued: "Saint Rose. Phyllis, I don't think you're familiar with this name, right?"

The faces of the crowd were even more strange, and the name was certainly not unfamiliar, it was a saint of Augustus's generation.

He was also one of the best and most gifted members of the Holy See.

She is beautiful and stunning.

At the age of eighteen, he broke through the limit of eighty levels and became a great sage.

Don't say it's the Holy See, even in the entire Heavenly Dome Continent, except for the legendary Valkyrie Antia thousands of years ago, there is no one who is better than Phyllis.

Now the so-called genius Natia and others are not enough to see in front of the Holy Maiden Phyllis.

Even the talent of Augustus, the holy son of the period, is far from that of Phyllis.

At the age of twenty-nine, he has already reached level eighty-nine, and he is only one step away from crossing that boundary and becoming a level ninety master.

The most enviable, jealous and hateful thing is that Phyllis's strength is progressing at an outrageous rate, and she almost doesn't practice well, she even hates cultivation, and the time she spends practicing every week is less than half of the average of the Holy See, and most of the time is spent in contact with believers.

During the period when Phyllis was active, it was also the period when the Holy See had the best reputation, and Phyllis was also called the most popular and gentle saint by many believers.

But such an excellent saintess, in the last year of her tenure as a saint, after serving the gods for the last time, suddenly disappeared and never appeared again, becoming the biggest unsolved case of the Holy See in more than 20 years.

They have also heard some rumors, but it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and now looking at what Douglas meant, could it be that he knows the truth?

For a moment, everyone even forgot the resentment of being threatened, and everyone's eyes were focused on Douglas, hoping that Douglas would continue.

Douglas cleared his throat, "Don't you think that the name of Her Royal Highness Lothwieser is very similar to that of the Holy Maiden of Lothphyllis?"

Rosewiser's face changed slightly.

"The truth from years ago was shamelessly concealed by Augustus, the bastard."

"That year, Augustus and Phyllis

The last time the saint served the gods, it was in this service that the gods came down in the sanctuary."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The gods have descended?

This...... How can it be?

The gods they believe in rarely even give oracles, let alone come to the world?

"I know you can't believe it, but the old Pope who was waiting outside the Templar Gate, the head of the Holy Knights of the previous generation, the cardinal of the Inquisition, and a large number of masters of the older generation in the Holy See felt the coercion from another class, and everyone knelt on the ground and prayed sincerely."

"I'm right, Cain, the two Archbishops Manson, and Vice-Master Gabrien, you were outside the Sanctuary at the time, and you know better than I know what it was like."

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes fell on these three veterans, and the three of them were silent and silent, as if they had returned to that night.

Looking at the faces of the three people, the others were basically convinced that Douglas was not lying.

It turns out that more than 20 years ago, there was really a god who came into the world?

But why, is this matter suppressed by the Holy See? Shouldn't this be a great honor for the Holy See?

"We don't know exactly which god has descended, but it's certainly not the Goddess of Light, because the next day the temple door opened, Phyllis became pregnant."

"Then, the Holy Phyllis disappeared inexplicably."

"Within three years, the old Pope died mysteriously, Augustus skyrocketed in power, and used despicable and shameless means to steal the Pope's throne."

"The older generation of clergy who knelt outside the door at the beginning, the dead and the missing, Cain, the three of you should be the only remaining members, right?"

"Maybe it's because you weren't strong back then, your reputation was not obvious, and the three of you were at the bottom of the line outside the temple gate, Augustus probably thought that you shouldn't know much, so you survived, although the three of you kept this secret to the bottom of your heart, no one told it, but you were quite excluded in the church, didn't you?"

"Kain, as an archbishop, you don't have much real power in your hands, only the choir."

Kain's face was a little gloomy, and his fingers were clenched subconsciously.

"Gabrielren, you are the oldest paladin in the Holy Knights, and the position of head of the Holy Knights should be yours, but now you can only serve as the deputy leader."

Gabriel Lane also had a faint look of anger on his face.

"Archbishop Manson, although you were not originally in the Imperial City and Headquarters, you were the head of a kingdom branch, and you were considered to be in power, but now you have been transferred to the Imperial City and held an idle position."

The archbishop, named Manson, also frowned.

"It's a pity that Augustus didn't expect my master, His Excellency the Cardinal of the Inquisition, to record these secrets and pass them on to me, so that I know all the truth."

"Just three years later, Augustus suddenly brought back a baby girl and took her as her godfather and brought her to be raised in the Holy See."

"This baby girl is Lothweiser."

"Also the child of St. Phyllis."

"She has the blood of a god in her veins, and Augustus, a damn bastard, dares to be the godfather of the god's daughter." Douglas's almost distorted voice echoed in everyone's ears: "Does this bastard feel that he is worthy of being equal to the gods?"

"It's blasphemy!"

The last sentence has almost turned into a hoarse roar.

Lothwiser's face was pale, and this was the first time she had heard of such things.

She had always thought that she was an orphan without any relatives, and now she suddenly knew that she had a mother, who was actually the best saint in the history of the Holy See.

His own father is actually a god?

Could it be that it is precisely because he knows that he has the blood of the gods in his body that Douglas chooses to assist him all the time?

If not for this reason, Douglas

How could the dignified Holy See's No. 2 powerful character be obedient to the words of the Holy Maiden of a mascot of his own?

The blood of the gods?

The blood of the gods?

The blood of the gods?

Lothweiser kept muttering these words in her mind, and the corners of her mouth kept trembling.

There is the blood of the gods flowing in her body?

There was even more deathly silence below, and no one expected that this group of masters who came here because of the threat would actually hear such a secret story.

They didn't fully believe what Douglas said, after all, all this was just Douglas talking to himself, without any evidence.

But they did hear about the Saintess Phyllis, and there were occasional rumors about the relationship between Lothweiser and Loth Felis. In addition, Cain, Manson, and Gabriel Rain, the three oldest priests, did not question it, and they believed it in their hearts.

Moreover, almost all of these people are old fritters, and they know very well that when they hear Douglas's words, it doesn't matter whether it's the truth or not.

They had been forcibly tied to the chariots of Lothwiser and Douglas, and if it was true, then Augustus would never let go of these insiders. And they didn't have the guts to stand in front of Augustus and ask if it was true or not.

Moreover, Douglas and Lotwieser still have their handles in their hands, which means that whatever Douglas said must be true, whether they are true or not.

Thundered!

Just when there was silence all around, a thunderbolt suddenly tore through the silence.

The sky overhead suddenly became gloomy and oppressive, and thick dark clouds rolled in the sky.

The lightning and thunder roared all around, and the cold yin wind was crying out like a ghost.

An invisible coercion suddenly spread around.

In this area, the people gathered were all powerful beings, but at this moment, almost everyone felt as if their hearts were pressed against a mountain.

The terrifying coercion made them unable to breathe, and their legs were even trembling.

Finally, one of the bishops' legs went limp, and his body instantly knelt down.

And this was just the beginning, one after another members fell to their knees, supporting the ground with their hands, even Douglas.

It was not pure power suppression, it was from the oppression in the soul, it was from the shock brought by a higher level of existence.

Whether it is a bishop, an archbishop, a deputy head of the regiment, even a great sage, a martial god, or a knight-level existence, he can only feel how small he is in the face of this kind of power.

Their hearts were pounding violently, and it seemed like they could explode at any moment.

Their veins bulged violently, as if they were about to burst.

Their souls seem to be about to be crushed into crumbs.

In the face of that indescribable power, they had only one choice, and that was to surrender.

Their bodies crouched on the ground like humble insects, staring at the figure in the center with wide eyes and fear.

Lothwieser.

A scarlet light enveloped the saint's body.

Like bathed in a sea of blood, the innocent and holy woman actually had a touch of enchanting charm.

The scarlet glow condensed overhead, like a crown.

Douglas's body trembled with excitement, he couldn't control the impulse in his heart, and opened his arms and howled, "See, lords."

"Her Highness is the true Pope."

"It was fate, the Supreme Empress!"

"Augustus is nothing more than the scum who usurped the papal throne."

"We're not trying to usurp power, we're just helping God's daughter and getting back what belongs to her."

"Till Augustus be judged, and the daughter of God restored to her rightful place, ...... You are the heroes who help the goddess

You will be rewarded by the gods, and you will have more power, more power......

"Offer your loyalty, the most devout believers of the gods!"

"You will receive eternal life by the gift of the gods!"

One by one, the figures were prostrate on the ground, trembling voices to send their pious faith.

But the figure bathed in blood......

Is it a goddess or a witch?

……

Almost at the same time, on the other side, inside the palace of the brave.

Athena's room was cluttered with books piled high with books.

Those books are all about various ancient texts.

When she was in Xuelian Mountain, before burning down the secret room, Athena used to record the images in the secret room, especially the stone tablet filled with all kinds of mysterious words, with a magical image.

After returning to the Imperial City, Athena reprinted the text from the magical image, and has been studying the words on the mysterious tablet for days.

This was not an easy task, and Athena was also considered erudite, but even with Athena's talent, she could only barely make out that it was a Gulam...... A script that has been lost for thousands of years.

Although Athena searched for a large number of books on ancient scripts from the library of the Mother Earth Goddess.

But to this day, less than one-tenth of the words can only be barely discerned from the slate, and the meaning of some words can only be guessed.

Athena's white and slender fingers brushed over a few words that had just been identified on the stone slab, and she subconsciously murmured:

"Ci? Kind? Father?"

Athena's brows furrowed, could this be a tombstone or something, an inscription written by a child for his father?

At this moment, an ethereal voice, like a mysterious whisper, echoed in Athena's ears:

"My favorite child......