Chapter 737: The Pope
The entire prayer hall was in a state of post-explosion deterioration, with Sinapus holding the Staff of Light in one hand and covering his eyes with the other, and a piece of broken glass falling into his eye and hurting his eyeballs. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
"Ahem, ahem. β
The Pope coughed in embarrassment, the dust was a big obstacle for a person like him who lived in a good environment, but he didn't dare to relax in order to guard against the possible attack that might follow.
The staff of light is so powerful that even a well-prepared magician will not be able to eat the weapon's attack at close range, but Sinapus does not think that Abraham is a reckless fool, on the contrary, this old man has the prudence and cunning of his age, and he will never insist on a battle that he may lose when he knows that he has the staff in his hand, so there is definitely something further waiting for him.
As part of the walls and dome were destroyed, the dust was quickly blown away by the wind, revealing the true situation that was not very friendly to Sinapus.
Abraham was sweating over his arms, and he had a charred hole in his shoulder and hand from the Rod, and even his imposing-looking beard was scorched.
If that's all there is to it, then Sinapus doesn't have to have a headache. It wasn't Abraham, who was badly wounded, that gave him a headache, but the emerging enemy.
At some point, a young man in golden armor stood in front of Sinapus, holding a strangely shaped blue-sheathed sword in his hand, and a gorgeous rapier that did not match his outfit at all.
"How's it going?"
The young man standing between Sinapus and Abraham casually asked, but without waiting for Abraham to answer, he continued.
"That's why I'm going to let you wait for me down there to do this, but you just won't listen, and now you're almost baked. β
I don't know if it was because of the pain or because of the young man's words, Abraham's face twitched slightly, even his beard twitched, and in this case, he answered the young man's words anyway.
"This thing has to be ...... It's up to me to do it. β
Youngster...... That is, the commander-in-chief of the Illuminati, Gilgamesh, pursed his lips disdainfully.
"But not only did you not finish it, but you were almost finished by the other party. β
The old man is good at everything, but the hardness of his head is a headache.
"Stand down, old man, and I'll leave it to me. β
Abraham glanced at Sinapus, the unwillingness in his eyes was so conspicuous, but even then he could only retreat silently, and the wound on his shoulder needed to be treated as soon as possible.
When Abraham left, Gilgamesh stretched his face as if he was relieved.
"Finally sent the old man who was difficult to deal with away, and I always felt that even I would accelerate my aging if I stayed with him for a while. β
After a moment of complete relaxation, Gilgamesh looked at Sinapus.
"Uncle Pope, right? I don't know if you remember, but we met before. β
Sinapus nodded, of course he would not forget these young people with special powers, these people from other worlds, although they were not some kind of gods that Abraham boasted about, but they were indeed people who could bring about change in this world.
"You're the new leader of the Freemasons, I remember your name was Gilgamesh? No, it looks like you've changed your name to the Illuminati?"
Even though the other party was special, but just a meeting did not make Sinapus have a specific impression of one of them, Sinapus remembered Gilgamesh for other reasons.
Once Abraham proposed many plans to Sinapus to use people from other worlds to seek his own interests, but all of them were rejected by Sinapus, not because of Sinapus's kindness or anything else, but simply because he felt compassion after seeing this group of children who were about the same age as his daughter. To take advantage of a group of young people who have just lost their homeland and come to a strange world, this kind of thing cannot be done in any way.
Gilgamesh didn't expect the Pope to remember him, which made him a little uncomfortable, and it was still unbearable for him to kill someone he knew, but for his own purposes, he could only pretend that he didn't care.
"I didn't expect His Excellency the Pope to remember me, what an honor for me. β
After living in this world for so long, Gilgamesh still hasn't gotten used to this way, and even etiquette is only a specious one, but despite this, Gilgamesh still does it seriously.
Sinapus waved his hand.
"I'm just an ordinary uncle, there's no need to be so reserved. β
Although it is indeed an uncle, the uncle in front of him is indeed the pope of the largest religion of mankind, and this alone is far from ordinary.
"It was great to be able to communicate. β
Not good for Gilgamesh at all, because no matter what Sinapus said, he would still go according to the original plan...... Kill it, so continue to deepen the familiarity between the two, including the current conversation, which should be avoided.
Seeing the expression on Gilgamesh's face, Sinapus could probably guess what the young man was thinking, so he spoke first.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to say anything like letting you let me go, I just want to know why you helped Abraham. β
Sinapus and Abraham spent time together were not in vain, he was well aware of Abraham's ambitions, and the harm that this ambition brings, what he didn't know was why the Illuminati were also involved, in his impression, this organization was just a club formed by naΓ―ve young people, at most it was to do some small things such as helping others, why would such an organization be involved in Abraham's ambitions?
Gilgamesh thought about it, anyway, the news will be made public soon, so it's okay to tell Sinapus in advance now.
"Abraham and I intended to create a world where there was no hierarchy, a world where everyone was equal, whether it was royalty or aristocracy, and these feudal prepaid things were an obstacle to humanity's march towards a new era. β
Listening to Gilgamesh's words, Sinapus was silent, he knew that this would not be what Abraham wanted, but so what, it was not Abraham who cared about him, but the young man in front of him.
Although it is inevitable that young people will make mistakes, as a senior who walks on the road of life, Sinaps still hopes that these young people can take fewer detours, so that they do not have to touch the scars all over their bodies.
PS: A new volume begins.