ghost on paper

Chapter 209

"The first time I met Mr. Truman, he was a poor apprentice about four months ago. I quickly noticed something special about him..."

The Empress watched as Bill dug a grave and erected a monument for Truman, and leisurely talked about her past with Truman.

Hannibal listened quietly in a gentlemanly manner, although he didn't know what was the point of saying this now, Truman, a talented translator of spiritual texts, the living part has been buried in the ground, and the dead part will become the Pope's resuscitated body. Nutrients, in various senses, should no longer exist.

"The Moonlight Knight is a very interesting guy. From him, I got a lot of secrets that Mr. Truman was unwilling to reveal. From this, I came up with a very interesting and wonderful guess..." The empress looked at Hannibal.

Hannibal bowed slightly to indicate that he was listening, when Bill had finished everything and stood beside him.

"Mr. Truman is a heroic spirit just like you," said the empress.

Hannibal was slightly surprised, he shook his head lightly to express his disbelief, "But Mr. Truman's rank is not a 'legendary'."

Heroic spirit revived.This is not a very rare situation in the group of potion masters. It means that a heroic spirit replaced the original host and became the master of this body, and because only at the "legendary" level, the promotion spirit used has a complete Heroic spirits are directional, so this kind of huge disaster for Extraordinary people will only appear at the 'legendary' level.

For a Extraordinary, the recovery of a heroic spirit is naturally a disaster, but for other people who have nothing to do with this Extraordinary, there is no difference between being with the Extraordinary and getting along with the revived heroic spirit. On the contrary, the revived heroic spirit is often With a strong personality charm, people are willing to get along with him.

Hannibal is the heroic spirit revived by the emperor in a certain legendary potion preparation, and the two have been friends for many years.

"I have always believed that the phenomenon of revival of heroic spirits can only be born in the 'legendary' stage." The empress said, "but the existence of Truman may have overturned my guess. He may be a weak heroic spirit who emerged from the cracks in that world sneak into our world."

The speculation that the spiritual text points to another world, for potion masters and spiritual text experts, is equivalent to the answer to the ultimate mystery of the world, and many genres have been born, so they are no strangers to this topic.

"What does our world mean compared to that world?" Hannibal looked at the rising sun and couldn't help guessing.

"If only extraordinary, legendary, and mythical characters can enter our world, are we a hell or a heavenly existence compared to them?" the empress said.

"If Truman is a heroic spirit, and he is bound to the 'Heart Ape', it means that the pope absorbs two souls at the same time. A ticking time bomb." Hannibal finally understood the reason why the empress said 'lost, but not all lost'.

"It will take a long time for the Pope to clear away the impurities in his 'uniqueness'. Before that, my 'mythical' status will be preserved, and the next focus of our work is to rescue Mr. Truman. " said the empress.

"To steal the pope's heart is really a difficult task." Hannibal sighed.

"I hope that Mr. Truman can survive tenaciously, even if he is only a heart now." The empress said.

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Truman didn't know when he regained consciousness.

In the last moment, he 'died' in a deserted grave on the outskirts of Lundiny.

The next moment, he felt a huge force of attraction. He felt that he was like a star, being affected by the gravitational force, falling towards the sun. If he fell, he would definitely merge into one body, so he was shocked and began to resist.

The power of the sun is huge and boundless, and Truman is just a small star. If the sun is desperate, Truman will definitely be torn to pieces, but the sun seems to have scruples, and when he exerts power on Truman, he almost shatters Truman into pieces After that, he chose to stop.

After getting rid of the crisis of life and death, Truman began to think about where he was.

There is no doubt that he is alive, but only consciousness seems to be left.

Where are my eyes?he thinks.

I need a pair of eyes.

So he really has a pair of eyes.

I need a pair of ears.

He really has a pair of ears.

Next, he saw and heard something very grand.

He stood on a high place, and there were tens of thousands of human beings under the stage. The sky was high and the air was clear. From this angle, it looked very familiar. Truman searched his memory, compared it with a certain picture, and realized that it was On the walls of Shenwei Prison.

He also saw the human beings under the city wall, many ordinary citizens. Although they were ordinary citizens, each citizen had a neat temperament. They seemed to be inspired and turned into an army.

"War! Glory! War! Glory!"

The citizens were shouting, and their voices swept across the entire King's Square like a torrent. With the pope's awakening, this torrent of war was bound to flow out of Lundini, out of Onsa, and towards the entire continent of Ophenia.

Why am I standing here... I should be...?Truman tried his best to look up, but from his angle, he could only see a white and red dress.

"I will give you glory, you will be my sword and armor, victory be with us!"

A voice came from above, and Truman realized it was the voice of the Pope.

So... I'm the Pope?
The thought stunned him.

How can I be the Pope?

Truman struggled for a while, and then he saw a hand, which wanted to force him back. Truman tried to resist, but failed. He was pushed into a narrow space, and his vision was gone, but Hearing is still there.

"My lord, unfortunately, your heart has woken up."

"It's just a sequela of the promotion, we'll fix it." The Pope's voice.

The sound goes away.

The sound of footsteps, the Pope's first review of the citizens of Lundini after waking up seemed to be over, the Pope didn't know whether he was going up or down the stairs, Truman heard him go somewhere and then sat down, and heard the pen The sound of scratches scratching the paper.

I desperately need a mouth.Truman thought, I have to ask the Pope, what is the situation now?
But it’s not easy to grow a mouth. Truman tried hard for a long time but he still couldn’t possess it. Maybe he had it before but it was cancelled, which made it more difficult to grow it. At this time, he had an inspiration, so he He began to try to encourage himself to bounce hard, hoping to attract the attention of the Pope.

"My heart, be quiet," said the pope. "You are but a heart."

I jump to death you!Truman thought.

dong dong dong dong.

The Pope finally took Truman out, and Truman was placed on the table, looking at the Pope.

"You come from outside the world, don't you?" said the Pope. "I have found a way to eliminate you."

　Four shifts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)