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Chapter 625: Sacred Election (II, Asking for a Monthly Ticket)

Although the big group of white-bearded old men were all on crutches, they trembled slightly when they walked, and they were almost about to burp in the next moment, and no one dared to approach within a radius of three feet on the street, because they were afraid that this kind of old man would suddenly fall down and be hit by himself.

Whether it is physique or physique, these old men should have reached the limit stage, but when they pick up crutches and beat people, they are still extremely brave. Charge into battle and be invincible.

Lorraine saw it, and couldn't help but sweat secretly, these old guys, one by one, are like an old ginger and dried garlic, old and strong, and their temper is getting bigger and bigger, and if they are a little uncomfortable, they will copy the guys and do them together. He doesn't look like an old man at all.

And one by one, they are poisonous and black, erratic, and tricky, not only physical attacks, but also verbal attacks, and even long-range attacks with spit.

This made Lorraine very emotional, the Holy See is to train people.

But think about it the other way, these old guys are now the leader of the party, and there are countless younger brothers under them, and all of them have been cut and hacked. The lowest grade is also at the level of the underworld hall master, sitting on one side, and at least two big people in the bar street under his command.

For example, the famous mafia kills people, arsons, blocks roads and robs, does everything, and does bad things. But in front of these bigwigs, they are still as small as ants.

Why are the mafia bosses called godfathers, or don?

It's not like I learned from these god stick idols and superstars~

What's more, as a cardinal archbishop, a qualified senior executive of the Holy See, the leader of the Megatron side, and the helmsman of the dignified Illuminati Sect.

Although in terms of force value, they are obviously not as good as the four major guardian kings of the Ming Sect, such as the Purple Shirt Dragon King, the White-eyed Eagle King, the Golden Retriever Lion King, and the Blue Winged Bat King, but if they don't fight, they just recite poetry there and memorize holy scriptures. It's also a shame.

Not only those who have lost themselves, but also those of the Holy See.

How did the Holy See's territory come about?

How did the power of the Holy See expand?

How did these cardinals come about?

At this time, the battle in the field became more and more intense, and the ping-pong was in one piece, and there was the sound of the old men snorting and ouching.

A white-bearded old man waved the scepter in his hand and used the one hundred and eight Dharma staff method. Pointing to the east and west, the guide to the north, is unpredictable.

The crowd next to them was unprepared, and they were knocked over three or four at the moment.

The rest of the crowd reacted, and the angry wow-wah screamed.

"Okay, let's move our weapons. ”

"Foul, foul~"

"Crack down on plug-ins~" Lorraine shouted on the side, "Network administrator, you don't care?

In the midst of that shout, the party that was attacked quickly woke up from the panic and stabilized its position.

Four or five old men began to copy the guys, ready to attack.

"Brothers, cover me, I fought with him~"

"Let me come, I've long seen that grandson unpleasantly......"

“......“

"Wow, ......"

While everyone was arguing, with the sound of the shouting, another white-bearded old man rushed forward with a teacup and joined the battle group without hesitation.

The old man who used the Dharma staff method saw it, and he didn't dare to slack off at the moment, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and waved, and immediately conjured up a shadow of the staff, dancing a wind and rain impenetrable, and people and animals were not close to three feet around, and even a fly could not fly.

No matter how powerful this teacup secret weapon is, it is impossible to pass through this iron bucket-like defense line~

But the old man with the teacup stopped outside the circle and splashed the teacup at him.

I saw a stream of water arrows flying out, and it was still hot.

The old man who made the staff patronized the concealer, who would have thought that the other party would use this kind of rainstorm pear blossom move. couldn't dodge at the moment, and was splashed by the hot tea, and he jumped in place when he was hot, screaming incessantly.

At this time, the old man with the teacup turned his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran turned back, and introduced to his comrades with a show off: "Do you see?

I think back then, when I led people to suppress the Modong Knights' Rebellion*, I used this hand. Beat the tortoises with iron shells and threw off their armor and pissed ......"

As soon as he said this, he saw an annoyed man on the other side jump forward, and then he raised the scepter in his hand and stabbed him in the back. And this attack angle is more tricky, taking the next three ways.

The cardinal in pain immediately let out a terrible scream and jumped up with his buttocks clutched.

"Ah~"

He turned his head with difficulty, looked at the other party, and couldn't help but be furious at the moment, and said, "Grandma, Condell, you grandson, you dare to sneak attack me." Lao Tzu fought with you......"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw the teacup in his hand.

The man on the other side immediately raised the scepter in his hand, and the teacup immediately smashed on the scepter, making a crisp sound of 'pop', shattering and bursting with countless debris and debris.

Condell sneered, yet to speak.

At this time, the archbishop had already jumped over, his left hand shook, which was a false move, attracting the attention of the other party, and his right hand had already been raised, and his fist was like the wind, and he smashed it hard against Condell's left eye.

Condell immediately screamed, then covered his left eye with his hands and was defeated.

The archbishop was also really experienced in a hundred battles, and although Rao Condell retreated quickly, he still seized the opportunity and kicked Condell's fat ass a few more times.

At this time, the large army saw that something was wrong, and immediately rushed up again, covering Condell's defeat and retreat.

The archbishop was not too concerned about himself, and when he saw that there were many people on the other side, he immediately quickly retreated, and then picked up a teacup from the table next to him. While moaning slowly for a long time, he glanced at each other with sharp eyes.

Lorraine saw it and couldn't help but secretly praise: This old guy is really powerful~

He asked Hilmelia softly, "What's that old fellow's name?"

It's just that although his voice is low, the old man's ears are quite good.

He turned his head, smiled at Lorraine, and said, "Listen, old man, my name is Donald." ”

Lorraine was even more impressed at the moment, and secretly said in his heart: No wonder this good secret weapon turned out to be from the Tang Sect~

Lorraine arched his hand at him and said, "Look up for a long time, admire and admire." ”

Donald waved his hand modestly and said, "There, there, little meaning, I've knocked over anything more powerful than this." ”

At this time, Obakhm really couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately knocked heavily on the wooden gas in his hand, and shouted: "Order, order." Whoever the hell fights again, I'll seal Ya's number~

Belch...... Phew. Whoever fucks fights again, I'll disqualify him from today's meeting~"

After finishing speaking, he glared at Lorraine fiercely, and scolded in his heart: It's this bastard kid who is blindly coaxing on the side, and he almost took me to the ditch~ What kind of excitement are you making in the internal meeting of the Holy See, it's not that your son-in-law of St. Paul's son has already kicked your kid out.

Anyone who plays games knows, 'The world is big, and the network management is the biggest~'

Everyone also knows: 'No matter how good the artifact is, it can't be worth a sentence from the network manager~'

It's easy for you to practice at the full level, and you've worked hard, and finally saved hundreds of millions of gold, and you're planning to go out and burn a bag of stinky farts, and by the way, find a little girl to talk about the ideal philosophy of life or something. As a result, the network administrator banned the account in a word. If you don't cry to death, you're already psychological.

And at this kind of meeting to elect the next pope, Obakhim, who is the Grand Custodian of the papal see, is the only network administrator.

The bigwigs listened to Obakhim's stern warning, and they all became honest at the moment. They all glared at each other and scolded 'Mom**, you're waiting~'

Then, he returned to his original position in a daze, then shook his clothes, straightened his hair, and put on a look of worrying about the country and the people, and then held a meeting.

Lorraine couldn't help but sigh when she saw it, this meeting was no less than those council battlefields, and even better.

Obakhim looked coldly at everyone present, and saw that everyone sat back in place quietly, and none of them dared to blow up in front of him, allowing him to be named and killed. At that moment, he snorted coldly.

He looked down at the book in front of him, and said, "Candidate No. 17, Archbishop Wesley, do you have anything else to add?"

"Cardinal Wesleyan ......?" he asked three times in a row, but no one could be heard replying.

Lorraine glanced up and saw that the Archbishop of Wesley had been hacked by someone, and the big face he had beaten was swollen like a pig's head.

Although he tried to open his mouth to say something, his eyes were swollen purple and he couldn't even see the way. Not to mention going to the podium to speak.

Lorraine couldn't help but secretly said in his heart: It's also hairy~ It's already good that he can still breathe.

At this time, someone next to him couldn't see it, and immediately pulled him out of the room to heal him.

In order to prevent someone from bullying or causing trouble. This chapel has forbidden magic. This is also the reason why these cardinal archbishops with powerful holy power gave up the promising profession of wet nurses and started a close-range hand-to-hand fight.

If you can't help spells, everyone will open their shields and output with all their might. When the time comes, it's okay to fight for three days or five days. And in the end, it is inevitable that there will be a dead and wounded.

Although these old men are all alive one by one, it doesn't matter if they die. But this chapel can't stand the onslaught of so many powerful spells.

The chapel was designed and built by the world's greatest architect and artist, Michelangelo. It is a priceless treasure in the history of human art.

And once outsiders know that there is a civil fight first, and then a martial fight, and when you open your mouth, you want someone else to die in a household register, or greet the women of other people's families, everyone will use guò to elect the pope in a very yellow and violent way.

When the time came, the glorious image of the Holy See, which had been established with great difficulty, united as one, and united as one, collapsed all at once.

Obakhim watched Archbishop Wesleyan walk out, and then he knocked on the wooden crumble again, and said loudly with a blank face: "Archbishop Wesleyan has now given up the first round of speeches. I now give the floor to the eighteenth candidate, Bishop Eliot, to give his campaign speech. ”

Immediately, Lorraine saw a tall, thin cardinal squeeze forward from behind the crowd, trembling slightly.

He was tall and thin, and he didn't seem to have a few taels of flesh on his body, but he was supported by a skeleton. He was more like a skeleton when he stood with the necromancer's lowest level skeleton warrior.

If you meet him in the middle of the night, no matter who you are, they will not hesitate to take him as an undead first and slash him with a knife. And the judge does not carry the sentence~

He walked on crutches and walked tremblingly, coughing, and said, "Let ...... Let...... Let me go...... Let me go over ......"

Lorraine looked at him and wondered if this old fellow would fall and fall apart? Is he still running for the Pope at such an old age? He is not afraid of dying first in the race? With this in mind, it is still a question of whether he can walk to the podium.

Lorraine looked back, glanced at Shirmelia, and said, "How many candidates are there?"

"Not much...... "This is the room," said Schilla, smiling playfully, and with a gentle swipe of her hand in the chapel, she swiped all the black heads into it, "and that's the room." ”

Lorraine paused for a moment, then said, "All the people in this room?"

Shirmel Melia laughed, "Of course. None of the people who can blend in to the current position are simple people. It's all snatched from broken heads. It's like being modest and polite, these are all things they play by deceiving others. I am all clear.

They will never do the kind of stupid thing that gives away the ducks in their hands~

So, it doesn't work, it doesn't work. Everybody always has to try it. The kind of herbivore that doesn't even dare to try, in this world of the jungle, has long been eaten and there are no bones left. ”

Lorraine could not help but raise her head to look at her when she heard the mockery in her tone, and saw that her beautiful eyes, like stars in the night sky, revealed infinite determination, and it was clear that the daughter of the gods had made up her mind to take the position of the Pope in her own hands.

At this time, Cardinal Eliot was already standing on the podium and began to speak breathlessly.

"Since 819, we have achieved a series of glorious and great achievements under the leadership of St. Paul XIII, the servant of the great servants.

Our believers have grown to 100 percent, completely covering the entire continent......"

The old man spoke slowly and verbosely, and Lorraine listened to him, and could not help falling asleep at the moment. He originally wanted to wait to see another all-martial arts show, but found that everyone present was also groggy.

It's no wonder that they're all old people, and they just went through a martial arts battle that consumed their bodies, so they should take this opportunity to take a break, wait for the skills to cool down, and after the recovery is over, they will have the strength to continue fighting.

But Lorraine estimated viciously that the archbishop was so old that the old men who had befriended him were all dead. So no one jumped out to sing against him anymore.

And what he said is all official clichés, if you jump out at this time to find faults, it is to find fault with the official Holy See.

Normally, the local candidates don't mind causing them some trouble, but now it's election time, and no one is uncomfortable at this time.

Lorraine couldn't help but yawn twice as she listened.

He hesitated, leaned to the side, and then lay down, resting on Schillea's plump, soft thighs.

Shilmelia's eyes widened in surprise and said, "You...... What are you doing?"

Lorraine raised his head and glared at her, and said, "What else can you do?" Sleep~ Wait for a lively look to call me. ”

As he spoke, he rested his head on her lap and rubbed it twice harder, feeling the astonishing softness and elasticity of the thin fabric with a happy expression.

When Schillea saw it, she couldn't help but be ashamed, hateful, and helpless, she raised her hand and wanted to pat him, but when it fell, she sighed lightly and changed the shot to caressing. With his slender and feminine fingers, like spring onions, he gently pressed Lorraine to touch it.

Unconsciously, the red lips showed a faint smile.

Under the touch of her fingers, Lorraine's comfortable soul was about to fly, and she fell into a deep sleep at once.

I don't know how long it took, but Lorraine woke up to find that there was no one on the podium. And there were not many people in the chapel, so it was obvious that the meeting had already been dissolved.

Only Obakhim stood not far away, looking at him with a smirk.

Lorraine couldn't help but blush, and then hurriedly stood up.

He rubbed his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I fell asleep all of a sudden." ”

Obakhim also smiled and said, "It's okay, I just woke up." ”

Lorraine hesitated for a moment, and asked without words, "By the way, what about the Archbishop Eliot?"

At this time, Sylmeria rubbed her legs, which were a little numb from Lorraine's pillow, stood up, and said angrily: "Archbishop Elliot has long been gone. Two more bishops came to the stage after him, and you slept like a pig, so I didn't call you. ”

Lorraine looked at her shallow and angry face, and couldn't help but sweat.

Obakhim stretched his waist at this time and said, "Okay, today's work is over." Let's go. ”

Lorraine turned her head to look out the window, and saw that although the sun was setting in the west, it was still high in the air, at most around four o'clock.

At this time, it is summer, and the sun is still a little poisonous at four o'clock, and in many places, this is just the time to go to work.

Lord Luo originally thought that when he was in the Governor's Palace, when he was a servant of the people of Naian, he spent all his time drinking, often skipping classes, arriving late and leaving early, only getting paid, not working, and throwing all his work to Catherine and Adele, and spending more time in the Flying Eagle Group every day than in the Governor's Office.

This is already enough rice worms, enough **, but I didn't expect this Holy See to be even more excessive~

It was only a few o'clock, and they were skipping work openly. These guys can't even work 9 to 5, working only four hours a day.

And it's on such an important matter as the election of the Pope, so it's in normal times, these guys are doing their work, and I don't know how long it will be delayed~

Obakham looked at Lorraine's eyes, shrugged his shoulders at the moment, and said, "Lorraine, why do you think there are so many people who break their heads and want to enter the Holy See?

It's not because we have high wages and good benefits.

Two days off a week, 14 months' salary per year, paid holidays, cooling expenses in summer, heating expenses in winter, bus allocation, public housing, and a working secretary......

Wait, if you don't have this benefit, who will do it~"

Obakhim smiled proudly and said, "Learn a little, boy." Don't think that if you only know the three axes, you can conquer the world.

You must know that if you are an official, you still work for His Majesty the Emperor, and there are people above him who are in charge. If we don't do it well, we will lose our official position and cut off our heads, but we are working for the God of Light. No one can control us. Of course, you can come as you want. ”

Lorraine sighed, the treatment he had never enjoyed in his previous life, the Holy See had practiced it for thousands of years, and he could only bow down. Said: "Admire, admire~~"

He saw that Obakhim had already walked to the door, hurriedly followed after a few steps, and then said, "By the way, when are you scheduled for Shilmelia's campaign speech?"

Obakhim smiled and said, "Don't worry." Since Schillea is the least qualified, and our Holy See likes seniority the most, so I will be the last to give her campaign speech.

In this way, as the last person, her speech will attract the attention of others and deepen their image.

Second, you can calmly bribe those who don't seem to have much hope and get their votes, can't you?"

Lorraine couldn't help but sweat a little, these things, he carried out very secretly. But I didn't expect Obakhim to be aware of it.

He paused for a moment, then corrected: "We, we can buy them with ease." ”

Obakhim smiled: "Don't tell me about this kind of thing, I'm the chairman of the meeting." It's like a bribe. Unfair competition, I don't know all these things. ”

As he spoke, with his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran walked away.

Lorraine looked at his back and couldn't help but curse secretly: This damn old slippery head~

The campaign was long and slow, and every now and then one or two civil wars broke out. The fight was fun, but under the auspices of Obakhim, it was carried out in an orderly manner.

A few days later, it was finally Schille's turn to take the stage.

She stood on the podium, glanced at the crowd, and said, "Gentlemen......