The melodious sound of bells, reverberating in Sicily, resounded in every corner.

All those who looked at the figures of a man and two women walking on the steps had a strange look on their faces, as if they had seen a scene that had taken place not long ago, but had actually happened more than a thousand years ago.

Sun Fei and Angela stood together, holding hands, like the Lord of the Protoss and the Lord of the Demon Race thousands of years ago.

More than half a month ago, the scroll provided by the old Pope Stabi that sealed the memory fragments of the ancient gods showed the picture of the gods and demons in control of the gods and demons standing in the air after defeating the [polluter], in which the two existences of the lord of the gods and the lord of the demons revealed the kind of chic and unparalleled temperament, which was exactly the same as Sun Fei and Angela.

The only difference is that by Sun Fei's side, in addition to Angela, who looks like the lord of the demon clan, there is also a heroic Valkyrie Elena.

Meanwhile.

At the entrance of the church opposite, an old man with sparse white hair, old age spots, wrinkles like ravines, and a slightly trembling body appeared, like a candle in the wind.

It was the old Pope Stabi who came.

Half a year ago, the pope, who had dominated the Holy See for an era, had already made it clear that after the torture of the prison in the center of the earth, his life span had come to an end, and he would not live for more than a year.

Now that half a year has passed, the aura of decay and death on his body is indeed clearer. 、

If it weren't for the support of the invincible strength, maybe a gust of wind would blow and this body could be directly weathered!

When the [Emperor of the Northern Regions] appeared in Sicily three days ago, Stabilai did not come out to greet him, and many rumors at that time said that the giant was about to be unable to hold on, and it seemed that today he was also holding on to the final coronation ceremony.

Some even worry about whether he will be able to make it to the end of the ceremony.

Some people also speculate that perhaps the last trace of obsession in his heart is supporting him, once he completes his wish and blesses the Pope's crown and robe on the body of the [Northern Emperor], he will go with the wind and return to the embrace!

At this time, Stabi came to the world, no longer proud of the world, and with the support of two old priests with the same white hair, he could barely stand firm.

Maradona, the martial saint of the mainland, had no joy or sadness on his expression, and stood by Stabilai's side.

Holding the [Ragnarok] scepter in one hand, the papal robe in gold and silver in the other, and the crown of the gods, which symbolizes the supreme power of the Holy See, waited at the entrance of the church.

When the [Northern Regions Human Emperor] completes this thousand and one steps and comes to him, the coronation ceremony will officially begin.

Everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Sun Fei and Starbilai.

As time passed, the distance between the two became shorter and shorter.

This thousand and one step ladder, throughout the ages, only a few lucky people who have been favored by the heavens can step on, and those who embark on this path, without exception, have deeply engraved their names and legends in the history of the Azeroth continent.

There is no doubt that Sun Fei is the youngest of these lucky ones.

The young ones are outrageous!

Finally, under the watchful eye, Sun Fei came to Starby.

"Child, this moment has finally arrived. There was a faint smile on Starby's face.

Sun Fei's gaze quietly stared at the old man in front of him, stared into his eyes, and then nodded slightly: "Yes, it's finally here, I must admit unabashedly, I can't wait." ”

"Greed, but original sin, child!" Stabilis smiled, and first gently draped the gold and silver papal robe on Sun Fei's body.

Sun Fei nodded and said with a smile: "I also think so, but why do some people choose to embark on this path even though they know the horror of original sin?"

"That's because, sometimes, greed is also the driving force of history. Stabi gently placed the [Ragnarok] scepter in his hand on Sun Fei's left and right shoulders, and routinely blessed and crowned him.

"But history is written by the victors, right?" Sun Fei took the [Ragnarok] scepter, held it tightly in his hand, and still smiled.

"Of course, history is written by the winners, but who is the ultimate winner?" said the smile on Stabilai's face.

The conversation between the two was usually plain, but obviously, it was not suitable for an occasion like today, and the two elderly priests beside Starbilai looked at the old man and the young man who were in the process of power exchange with a little surprise, and they didn't know why, in this conversation, they felt a hint of-for-tat.

And apart from them, almost everyone present did not hear this conversation.

This is a conversation that is destined to never appear in the historical record.

Then, Stabilai slowly took off the [Crown of the Gods] from his head, and under the gaze of everyone, in the melodious and holy song of the Holy Spirit, and in the magnificent bells of the Holy Church, he placed this crown symbolizing the supreme power of the Holy See on the head of Sun Fei, who was kneeling on one knee.

Crowned!

This is the most core and significant action today.

When the [Crown of the Gods] was finally placed on Sun Fei's head, applause and cheers rang out all around.

The moment has finally arrived!

The Northern Emperor has become the Pope of the Holy See!

From then on, a legend on the continent of Azeroth will officially begin, and no one and no force can fight against this young man who is only twenty-four or five years old in front of him!

He will be invincible in the world!

The array of the Holy Spirit in Sicily, is stirred up at this moment.

A total of one hundred and eight pillars of silver sè holy light rose to the sky, like the most magnificent and brilliant and noble fireworks in the world, blooming in the void, the song of the Holy Spirit came to an abrupt end, the bell of the temple also fell the last note, and the angel wings of the white sè slowly fell from the sky, like a blooming white sè flower, symbolizing purity and nobility!

Pope Alexander!

A new title.

The youngest pope in the history of the Holy See!

A new era for the Holy See has begun.

"Son, come with me, you come alone!" Stabi turned around and walked towards the light-filled door of the sanctuary as he no longer needed the support of the two old priests.

Sun Fei held a scepter, wore a crown, and wore a divine robe, followed step by step, and entered the holy hall.

At the same time, there was also the mainland martial saint Maradona.

The two old priests glanced at each other, revealing a look of surprise, this is not the established part of the coronation ceremony, is it that the old pope finally can't hold on at all? Before he dies, what last words do he have to explain to the new pope? But Maradona, the martial saint of the mainland, why should he follow up.

People's eyes, watching the backs of the three people, disappeared into the intense holy light.

These are the three most powerful people on the continent today.

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