Leon looked at Paul calmly, a majestic man who looked no more than forty years old, with angular features, a structured nose, a thick bearded eyebrows, and a white floppy hat over his bald head, which was the only thing on his body that looked soft, and other than that, even the white shirt that was exposed after taking off his coat looked stiff. However, what Leon observed most were Paul's eyes, and his long, slender amber eyes fully showed that this was an old man full of wisdom and deep city, with incomparable elasticity and sleekness, and by no means a middle-aged warrior galloping on the battlefield.

He is a legend, Pope Paul.

At the same time, Paul was also looking at the young man in front of him, his hair was messy, and he was slightly disciplined by a few colored straps, and his eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were not too delicate to look at, but when they were matched together, coupled with the vitality of this guy from the inside, the whole person was full of strange charm, and even the ugly monk's robe on his body was inexplicably brighter.

This is a man full of strength in his heart, and his childish appearance that is so young that it makes people jealous can't hide his inner life that has been tempered by wind and waves.

Paul sat relaxed in his white sheepskin couch, and as soon as he took off his heavy robe and threw the high golden tiara to his monks, he immediately regained a bit of pride, no matter how many years had passed, no matter how old his heart was, his pride was still there.

"I'm from the ninth axis section, also known as the Yellow Dragon Space, Huang Zifang is also from there, I'm afraid that the 'marshal' of his brainwave exclamation will reveal a lot of information to you, right?" Paul did not have the reserve of a big man at all, and spoke first, his voice was thick and full of energy, and Leon heard this, and immediately understood why Huang Zifang told him not to use brainwaves, this pope may have the same ability as himself, and can also "hear" other people's brainwave conversations.

Leon, who still kept his smile unchanged, replied:

"Yes, at least I know that I am not only dealing with a pope who sits in the hall, but also a battle-hardened warrior, which makes me feel a lot more at ease, because I am not very good at dealing with those archbishops"

Paul listened to Leon's words with a calm expression, and then began to let out a low laugh,

"Amazing little guy, Huang Zifang's eyesight is not bad"

"But?" Leon asked, after seeing Paul's assessment, falling silent, "you still have doubts, don't you?"

"Yes, you and that kid with strange patterns, your genes are obviously very problematic, I saw them report vaguely, those three self-righteous guys are not telling the truth, or this selfish lie will become a fatal mistake" Paul put his hand under his chin, a row of huge colored rings shining in the sunlight projected, Leon looked at his gesture, it was a listening expression, so he put away his smiling mask, and said to Paul seriously:

"The first thing to state is that I am very dismissive of the identity of this Golden Apostle, and this role of saving the world does not give me any sense of honor. I guess you also know what kind of people the mercenaries in the wilderness are, I am not much different from them, the only difference is that I still care more about some people, if these people can hope to see the real sky, I will feel that my efforts are worth it"

"Let's talk about my genes, it's not a problem, it's been transformed by the five-star guild you created, I believe that the previous apostles more or less had the ability to excite, right?" I just have a higher degree of stimulation than theirs" Speaking of this, a hint of amusement flashed in Leon's eyes, "By the way, what is Marshal Paul's level of excitation?"

"9 stars" Paul replied calmly, "If it weren't for the sake of maintaining this sanctimonious appearance, maybe it would have been higher"

Hearing this answer, Leon was slightly surprised at first, and then laughed with Paul, like two proud warriors,

"It turns out that the five-star guild has retained so much, I just think that the five-star level is definitely not the end, but I didn't expect the stimulation level to be doubled" Leon sighed, and then looked at Paul still maintaining a listening posture, and continued:

"As for my friend, his origin is more complicated, but in the end, he is nothing more than a child born in a nuclear radiation environment, when I picked him back to the gathering place, he was dying, thin as a chicken, and his genes were also changed because of this bad world, just like you" Leon said this, nodding slightly, as if confirming his train of thought, "That's right, just like you, if the world is full of water, then the body will grow gills"

"Hahaha, you little sophistication fellow," Paul finally burst out laughing, "what a quick-witted golden apostle!"

Leon couldn't laugh a little, he heard the word: sophistry.

That's right, he's quibbling, everyone knows what virtues the nuclear radiation gene is, if the appearance and weird power of the black forehead come from nuclear radiation, then his pattern is definitely not that simple.

Immediately, Leon thought of the simulated battlefield of Tuoba Red Rock, which was at least the same as the Dead Domain he had seen. He was suddenly shocked in his heart, there were so many messages and secrets he had received these days, he had not thought carefully about what it meant to connect all these things, he had been angry and confused, he had compromised, he had tried, but the most important step was missing—to step back and look at the big picture.

Thoughts quickened in ten-thousandths of a second, all clues and traces flowed through his heart, and the golden orb spun rapidly into a glittering ring, and Leon could almost hear the aura rubbing against his consciousness with a high-frequency sound, and they were screaming. Then, after a few seconds, Leon smiled and spoke:

"Maybe it's not flexible enough, at least I'm inexperienced, and it's natural to be at the mercy of others."

Paul seemed to be satisfied with Leon's answer, he smiled and nodded, not denying Leon's statement at all, they were indeed at the mercy of sentient beings, there was nothing to hide, when an organization or a person reached the level of Paul, there was no need to explain anything for his actions, but Paul still explained,

"Blackfront, that's your name, right? Oh, that's exactly his name, his genes come from a pivotal space that has been thrown to the outermost edge, or just a fragment, not even a number, let's call it the Black Isle, which was accidentally discovered during the jumping exploration of the axial space. The surface of the Black Isle appears to be covered in thick volcanic ash and shows no signs of life, and the spectroscopy shows that it is not suitable for human life at all, except for the remnants of spiral spires that have long since been crumbling, and the black desolation...... Because the fragment was extremely unstable and could disappear at any time, the Space Council decided not to explore further, and most importantly, the Black Island existed, that is, the next time it jumped according to the same coordinates, it was not in place at all! Paul said this, his eyes were full of yearning, staring at the transparent zenith, as if he was staring at the cosmic space above the storm outside the isolation cover,

"It was an era full of passion for exploration, and expeditions were the dream of every Yellow Dragon warrior, so after discovering Black Island for the sixth time, someone finally set foot on it and brought back some relics and materials. Unfortunately, after all the routine testing, we couldn't find any trace of the historical connection points, so we couldn't number them at all, the relics were haphazardly sealed, and the Black Island was deliberately forgotten by us like a dry dead skin, only to think that it would die out automatically."

"But it's not dead," Paul said, "and it's leaking in the dump."

"You mean that the black forehead was born out of a garbage dump?" Leon asked incredulously,

"Oh no, that was a long time ago, he's the descendant of those substances, the most perfect one I've ever seen so far, a 'ghost clan'"

Leon heard the final words, and his heart suddenly chuckled, judging from the development of events, the ghost race is the culprit that led to the demise of multiple axial spaces, and after a thousand years of war, humanity finally realized that it was powerless to defeat these strange biological races, and the ultimate goal of the Eye of God was to find the first moment of the birth of the ghost race and destroy it.

Then whether it is the most perfect ghost race of the black forehead, or the "infected" half-human himself, it seems that they should be eliminated at the first moment.

"You don't have to worry about anything," Paul continued, as if he knew what Leon was thinking, "If you want to destroy you, we won't wait until now, we will see everything about you on the brainwave monitoring of the 556 gene-activated crystal card backhaul, including those images that resemble the Black Isle."

"You've been spying on me?" Leon asked calmly, no problem surprised him now, the world he was in was a big testing ground, so as a guinea pig in the testing ground, it was normal to be observed.

Paul nodded slightly, "Yes, and your information is only known to a very few people, and it is a secret within the Space Council, and you, as a very special existence, have always received the attention of the top level of the Eye of God, but no one expected that the final result would be like this, you were discovered by Huang Zifang and became a candidate for the Golden Apostle." That's why I'm going to be there in person at the Ecumenical Council this time, and I want you to be a terminator, not just a golden apostle."

Leon's shining ring was still screaming, and every word Paul spoke framed countless possibilities, and after a moment Leon asked:

"So, I killed a 'black star' and was able to do it safely, is it the care of the council?" he paused for a moment and asked, "What about Squid Island?" will so many war ashes suddenly appear to protect us, and it is also the result of care? I am afraid that the big guy who was the mastermind in the end was ordered to leave quietly, right?" Before Paul could speak, Leon suddenly stared into the Pope's eyes like a torch,

"And what about the fall of Chapel Hill, and because of me?"

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