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"Shut up, don't make excuses for your failure, we have failed God's entrustment, this is the fact." The pope turned around slowly, his face was a little dim under the moonlight, "We will meet again next time, can you kill me?" Did you kill him?"

Muranduo lowered his head, the battle three days ago undoubtedly showed the result, he was not that man's opponent, and he was even played by the opponent in the applause, this humiliation, he will never forget it.

"You don't have confidence, do you?" The pope's slow but icy voice came from under the moonlight, "Even with the power of the other ten paladins, you can't beat him, right? You've even started to fear him , don’t dare to fight him again, do you?”

Muranduo clenched his lowered hands tightly together, and finally couldn't control it anymore, he raised his head and stared at the Pope and shouted, "You know, twelve paladins, only when the strength of twelve people gather together can they Play the strongest effect, but now that one person is dead, without Peter, my power is incomplete."

The Pope smiled softly, "It's also your fault for not protecting your companion."

Having suffered such a failure, Muranduo's mood has fallen to the bottom, but he was hit again and again. He suddenly looked at the Pope and smiled, "Yes, I was defeated, but at least I had a duel with the other party in an upright manner. Victory, unlike you, who sneaked in secretly and failed to kill the Dark Speaker in the end, didn't he?"

The Pope was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head, "You really don't inherit the blood of our Adrian family at all."

Muranduo seemed to have been stabbed, a sneer crawled onto his handsome face, "Yeah, I'm not worthy, I'm just a bastard who was born randomly, and I don't even know who my mother is , maybe a prostitute on the street? In that case, why did you take me here in the first place and make me a paladin, this is the worst choice you have made, my lord father!"

Before Muranduo finished speaking, his whole body seemed to be attracted by a huge force, and then a heavy slap was slapped on his face.

"asshole!"

Muranduo raised his head, looked at his father without showing any weakness, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile, "Hmph, is this what a priest or a pope should say?"

The hand raised by the Pope paused, his heart softened, and it slowly fell on Murando's shoulder, "I have only one son in my life, and you are my only heir, Myurand, this Vatican city, The entire Holy See of Light, the Pope's seat, will be yours in the future, and you will inherit everything from me, do you understand?"

Muranduo's expression gradually returned to normal. He took a step back and said in a flat tone, "I understand, but the blood queen has been resurrected now, and our Holy See has fallen into a disadvantage. Can you resist the blood queen? Or can we join forces?" Kill her, don't forget, there is a dark speaker, and that man."

The Pope turned around slowly and looked at the sculpture. Murando thought he was going to pray to God again, so he turned around disdainfully. Even if he prayed to God again, God would not send one or two angels down to help him Drop to destroy the enemy.

"Myurando, confirm that there are only two of us here." The voice of the Pope, his father, came from behind.

Muranduo was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously urged the Holy Power to sense it. No one was found within 100 meters of St. Paul's Church. It seemed that he hadn't seen any priests since he came in during the day.

At this moment, the ground shook slightly. With the sound of friction between heavy objects and the ground, Muranduo turned his head and was surprised to see that the statue of Jehovah was no longer in its original position. Where it opened, a square hole was revealed.

"This, what is this..." Muranduo opened his eyes wide, staring at the hole emitting a soft yellow light from inside. He grew up in this church, but he didn't know that there was such a thing hidden under the statue. an institution.

The Pope gently stroked the ring on his right index finger with his left hand, "This is a secret room that only successive popes can open, and only with the Holy Power of the Pope himself. The barriers around this statue are even more powerful than the barriers on the entire wall of the Vatican." It’s even stronger together.”

Muranduo came back to his senses, but he didn't take these words seriously. He never thought that those enchantments would be useful. Although they could resist the invasion of dark forces, they threw two missiles over, forming a section of a fence tens of meters away. It was sent to heaven in an instant. In this era, who still believes in those things left over from the Middle Ages?

Seeing the pope walking down step by step, Murando also hurriedly followed.

Just over ten meters underground, there is a stone room about [-] square meters. On the ground, in the center of a circular array made of runes of light, there is a golden armor and a golden cross sword , floating in mid-air motionless.

Muranduo only glanced at it for the first time, and he couldn't take his eyes off this armor anymore. This armor exuded golden light all over. It is full of dense runes of light, and behind it are two huge wings made of gold, giving people a strong coercion, as if the gods have descended.

A string of runes was also engraved on the sword, and the tip of the sword was suspended in front of the armor.

The pope said slowly, "This is the first pope of the Holy See of Light. The holy armor and holy sword used are called 'Wings of Light' and 'Blade of Judgment'. This lord who founded the Holy See, at the same time He is also the master who established the Vatican City. For thousands of years, among the more than 200 popes, only three people can wear this suit of armor and pick up this sword, and one of them is the adult who sealed the Queen of Blood Race back then."

Muranduo looked at the dazzling golden light for a long time, his eyes finally regained his sanity, he walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand, and held the hilt of the sword.

In an instant, Muranduo let go of his hand, stumbled back a few steps, his soul seemed to be burned by a scorching fire for an instant, this extremely painful feeling distorted his face .

The Pope looked down and half-knelt on the ground, his face was exposed with blue veins, panting heavily, his son said in a deep voice, "If you can control these two holy vessels, then my son, the king of the world Everything will no longer pose a threat to you, of course, this is not an easy task, if you want to become the master of the Holy See of Light and regain your dignity, all of this will be your choice."

After finishing speaking, the Pope passed by Muranduo and walked out gently. The heavy sound of the statue moving was heard, and the entrance to the secret room was closed immediately.

Myranduo's chest heaved violently, and his eyes widened in pain. The Holy See of Light will not perish. He will kill the Queen of Blood, destroy the Council of Darkness, and become a new generation of Pope, no, the most powerful Pope in history. !

And that man... Lin Chen!I will definitely ask him for my dignity!At that time, he will kneel down and beg for his forgiveness!

There was a light of power, struggle, and hatred in Muranduo's eyes, and he slowly stood up and walked towards the golden light step by step.