San Antonio, known as the most powerful pope of the millennium, is also the only monk of light who has mastered all the mysteries of light for a thousand years.

During his reign of 353 years, he almost single-handedly held up the stormy Holy See of Light, and even when he was threatened by Cardinal Santa Maria Maggiore, he firmly occupied the position of Pope. Even in recent years, miracles have almost disappeared, but no one in the Holy See of Light dares to accuse him face-to-face, and even Cardinal St. Mary is very respectful to this old man and does not dare to press too hard.

For many years, the old pope lived in his humble residence, incompatible with the splendid St. Paul's Cathedral. He is using his actions to serve the true God of Light, and there is no shortage of fanatical believers in the Holy See, and this old pope is the one they respect the most.

Pope San Antonio was sitting in a humble room with a cup of tea in front of him. The faint fragrance wafting from the teacup is obviously not ordinary. A cardinal stood respectfully aside, bowing his head and saying nothing, apparently awaiting San Antonio's instructions.

"You mean, the turmoil in the Dark Empire is over?" San Antonio asked thoughtfully, picking up the teacup lightly, but not having the heart to drink it, and then placing it on the table, his fingers gently rubbing the surface of the teacup.

"Judging from the report of the secret agents we planted in the Dark Dynasty, this is indeed the case. And it's a strange end to this commotion!" The cardinal pondered his words, then peeked at San Antonio, and when he saw that the other man had not interrupted him, he continued. "Originally, war was already inevitable, and there were suddenly two more legendary powerhouses on the side of the Eternal Night Cemetery. So far, the high-end combat power of the two aspects is basically the same. Therefore, once the war starts, the Dark Dynasty will be devastated. The strange thing is that just as the battle was about to start, the two sides suddenly stopped, and then it was rumored that the three heavenly kings had reached an armistice. ”

"Smack!"

The teacup in San Antonio's hand shattered in response, but the fragrant tea stayed on the table so strangely, still maintaining the proper shape of the teacup. The cardinal raised his eyebrows, quickly lowered his head, and said no more.

"I can't think of it. It's just one step away, it's one step away. San Antonio smiled self-deprecatingly, and just like that, the void took the tea and drank it down, "Go down, I need to retreat for the next few days, and if the Son returns, please wait for me for a while." ”

"Yes!" the cardinal hurriedly retreated, sweat already drenching his robes, facing the faint coercion in San Antonio's body. It almost took the cardinal breathless.

"A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity can only be wasted in vain. It's a pity, it's a pity!" San Antonio shook his head, then stood up and saw him wave his hand slightly. A golden portal appeared out of thin air, and he couldn't help but walk in with his legs raised.

The entrance is a splendid golden palace, and if you look closely, the palace looks like St. Paul's Cathedral in the outside world. It's just that it's almost made of pure gold, and the sheen is so dazzling that it's hard to look at.

San Antonio walked slowly up the golden steps. At the main entrance of the palace, a graceful figure with a remarkable demeanor has been waiting for a long time.

Santa Maria wore a light cream-colored robe. Stand quietly at the main entrance of the Golden Palace. Her white neck is gracefully set off by her towering sideburns. The dignified and holy look on her face was like the most holy angel, but the robe on her body was too light and transparent, and she could faintly see the graceful and plump body, but there was nothing in it.

San Antonio walked step by step with a smile on his face, and it was strange to say that with each step he took, his slightly rickety body became erect, and his old face seemed to be stubbornly resisting the erosion of time. When he stood before St. Mary, the senile pope had become a middle-aged man with a handsome face.

San Antonio smiled and hugged Santa Maria in his arms, and roamed the other party's delicate body with his big hands: "Are the two of them honest?"

St. Mary's face couldn't help but blush under the other party's almost savage caressing, and her breathing became a little short: "Not yet, but nearly one-third of their divine power has been extracted by us, and they are one step closer to your plan." ”

San Antonio nodded, tore the milky robe, and then took Santa Maria in his arms and walked towards the golden palace.

Above the main hall of the Golden Palace, two huge golden crosses stand tall. Two men and women of handsome appearance who did not look like mortals were bound to the golden cross. Eight horrific golden spikes pierced their wrists and ankles, and two blood-red chains pierced into their chests, the other end of which was anchored to a golden life pod in the center of the hall. It can be seen that the golden blood went all the way down the chain, and was finally absorbed by the life capsule.

San Antonio finally finished venting and gently set the woman under him aside. Then he stood naked in the middle of the hall, his sharp eyes looking at the men and women crucified.

"Dear God of Light, we meet again!" said San Antonio.

The young man and woman opened their eyes gently, and there was no expression on their faces, but the anger in their eyes could not be concealed in any way.

"Antonio, do you know the consequences of this?" said the young man coldly.

"Of course, if it weren't for your strength, how could I have seen the future. With a slight wave of his hand, San Antonio wrapped his sturdy body in a golden robe, "If I hadn't seen the future, how could I have chosen such a path?"

"It's a shame that you've been sitting in the position of Pope of Light for so long, do you really think that taking the initiative to welcome a higher civilization will save you from death?" the young woman also scolded, "stop dreaming. ”

San Antonio bowed slightly: "Great God Angelina, although I don't know if my choice is right or wrong, I know that once we resist, then we will suffer a devastating blow." Rather than seeing the lives of the entire Dark Continent in misery at that time, it is better to do it simply and take the initiative to surrender, and maybe you can still have a glimmer of life. ”

"Since you keep saying that you are for the sake of the creatures of the Dark Continent, then I ask you, why did you provoke the Dark Dynasty to go to war, and why did you privately contact the garrison of the Bright Realm on the border?" the man asked sharply.

"Great True God Raven, I am naturally doing this in preparation to preserve the life of the Dark Continent. As soon as San Antonio sat in the void, a golden seat was formed under him, and with a gesture of his hand, the naked Santa Maria flew into his arms, playing with the mature and moving body of the other party, and San Antonio smiled and said, "I must guarantee that those stupid creatures who try to resist will not ruin my plans." It's a pity that I underestimated the power of the Tech Guild, and their ability to stop the civil war of the Dark Dynasty was a big surprise to me. But your kid is already on his way, and as long as you control him, the tech union won't be afraid. ”

"How dare you touch our kids!" Raven ...... angrily, but as soon as he said that, San Antonio raised his right hand and shook it in the void, and the long golden thorns nailed to Raven's wrists and ankles suddenly lit up, and then burst into flames. Seeing the golden blood being ignited like fuel, Raven let out a scream, and fainted in pain.

Angelina almost bit her lip and stared at San Antonio without saying a word, her eyes almost bursting with fire!

"I think you should understand your situation. San Antonio put away the smile on his face, "If it weren't for the blood of your gods, I would have killed you." So be thankful!"

San Antonio patted the beauty in his arms hard, and then said, "Go and gather the royal family of the Seven Duchy of Light, we are going to usher in the third holy war!"

Santa Maria's eyes lit up, she nodded vigorously, and then jumped off San Antonio's body and walked towards the outside of the golden palace.

"What did you do to her?" asked Angelina in a cold voice, the reason why she frequently performed miracles and activated the power in St. Mary's body was to let her contain the Pope, because she and Revane had already sensed that the Pope must have other plans, but they couldn't find evidence, and at that time, the two of them could not leave the Kingdom of God, once they were locked by the higher civilization, it would be a catastrophe, so they could only cultivate a person who could fight against the Pope.

Unexpectedly, during a miracle, St. Mary countered the two through the passage of the kingdom of God, and injected a special toxin into the bodies of the two true gods through the passage of the kingdom of God. On that occasion, Pope San Antonio intervened and forcibly tore through the passage of the kingdom of God, captured them, and imprisoned them here, enduring the pain of extracting the blood of the gods. It was only then that the two true gods truly comprehended the power that surpassed the legendary level 20 - demigods!

San Antonio stood up and opened the golden life pod, which was already filled with golden divine blood, he nodded in satisfaction, the robe on his body disappeared, he lowered his head and entered, soaking his body in the divine blood.

As the life chamber slowly closed, San Antonio's voice rang in Angelina's ears: "Let me tell you that from the beginning, Santa Maria was my man! (To be continued......)