I let the genie out of the bottle

However, Lu Ye was not alarmed.

Before the spear tip reached him, he had already pulled something from his pocket and placed it in front of the holy spear.

There was no sound of collision, and the Holy Lance of Light remained locked in a stalemate before the bottle.

"They actually managed to defend against it?"

The young pope, who remained in a crucifixion position, waiting for the light gun to pierce both Lu Ye and himself, showed a look of horror on his face.

This ritual was automatically obtained by him when he merged the power of thirteen saints.

Therefore, he was quite aware of the power of this move.

But even so, it was still defended?

Is the demon king on earth really that powerful?

He couldn't help but look somewhat lost and dejected.

He had long been ready to return to the Lord's embrace, but despite his best efforts, he still failed to achieve anything, leaving him with a bitter feeling.

The light gun, which had been locked in a stalemate with the sealing bottle, gradually exhausted its power and slowly dissipated.

No, it should be said that the young pope's power has been exhausted.

"Sure enough, the old skills can't be lost." Lu Ye looked at the bottle in his hand and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

No matter what, this bottle is my strongest defense.

"Wow, really? He was acting all high and mighty just a moment ago, but after only a few seconds, he immediately resorted to his traditional trick, 'Bottle, save me!' How pathetic."

Upon seeing this, the little demon in the bottle immediately let out a slightly sharp laugh.

Upon hearing this, Lu Ye didn't care at all.

Can the affairs of scholars be called trivial? They are called the unity of husband and wife!

Moreover, props are an extension of one's limbs, so he wouldn't be pretentious and say he didn't want to rely on external objects.

Even worse, some people say that weapons are external objects that will be lost one day, as if there are no people in this world who have lost their hands or feet.

Thinking this, Lu Ye picked up the bottle, put it to his lips, and gently kissed the area near the bottle opening.

"Are you a pervert?"

What he received, naturally, was a complaint tinged with anger.

"It is still your victory, you demon king of the earth." The young pope smiled bitterly and bowed his head slightly.

"However, I am now a free person, not belonging to the Vatican, nor to the Catholic Church. I think the Catholic Church, or rather Christianity as a whole, which is willing to wholeheartedly obey your will, should not incur your wrath, right?"

He grinned, managing a strained smile.

The radiance on the body has gradually faded.

Although his body still retained the appearance of a young boy, he knew that his body was gradually heading towards death.

He felt no fear, only peace.

Because he knew that he was about to go into the embrace of the Lord.

Of course, the Lord had considered the possibility that He might throw him into hell because he had bowed to heresy.

However, even so, the Lord was with him.

Believers and unbelievers.

The Lord is always with His Lamb.

In the final moments of his life, his only worry was who would spread the Lord's glory and sing the praises of His name after his departure.

No—all of this is the Lord's arrangement; the Lord has already prepared everything.

He smiled, feeling a sense of relief.

Consciousness gradually faded into nothingness, and a gentle sense of fatigue slowly crept in.

Is this the Lord's calling?

Lord, I entrust myself to you—

Then, he opened his blurry eyes.

"Is this heaven?"

He managed to utter a sound with some difficulty.

"No, you've only taken a short trip to the gates of heaven."

He answered in a slightly teasing voice.

The unforgettable voice made him suddenly raise his head.

The heretical demon king who blasphemed the glory of the Lord was now idly flipping through the book in his hands, the Book of Enoch.

"A mad dog of the Lord who dares to bare his fangs at me with wisdom and courage, with perseverance and faith."

Lu Ye closed the book in his hand and put away the Book of Enoch.

“In some respects, you have taken the victory from my hands.”

He laughed, a laugh that was both sinister and triumphant.

"I acknowledge your courage, your wisdom, your strength, and your faith."

"So, my reward for you is the right to survive after you've fought the Demon King. How about it?"

what?

The Pope, now back in his youthful form, widened his eyes slightly, hardly believing his ears.

"You—" he opened his mouth, "What are you saying?"

My first feeling was not joy, but anger.

His face flushed slightly with anger.

His body, which had just recovered from the brink of death, couldn't help but cough violently.

For the glory of the Lord, they were willing to pay the price of their lives and bare their fangs to the Demon King.

He had this intention, and then risked his life to launch the challenge.

Undoubtedly, this is trampling on this piety and this faith.

Holding onto the belief of returning to the Lord's embrace, he used an attack that would result in certain death.

And then, surprisingly, he was saved by the enemy?

"I've accomplished what I wanted to do," Lu Ye said, straightening his clothes with a relaxed tone.

"Even if you were to end your own life right now, I wouldn't care."

The Lord will not allow His people to commit suicide.

“It would be a real shame for someone like you to die—that’s just my opinion. In my eyes, someone with your kind of conviction is quite rare.”

Even if it's just a so-called mad dog of the Lord in the end, it's enough to make me laugh.

"What are you talking about—" The Pope gritted his teeth, struggling to get up from the ground.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, he always failed.

"Oh, right." Lu Ye took a few steps forward, then suddenly remembered something and turned back.

His face wore a malicious smile.

"If this outcome is truly unacceptable—"

He paused, his malice intensifying.

"Then why don't you just consider everything to be the will of the Lord? For the Lord is all-knowing and all-powerful."

"So whether you are still alive, whether the Book of Enoch has been included in the Bible, or whether you have to acknowledge Metatron, it is all actually the Lord's will."

"This is the will of the Lord—" The Pope, lying on the ground, looked somewhat dazed.

His eyes reflected Lu Ye's malicious smile.

"Is everything the will of the Lord?"

P.S.: Five extra chapters will be added as a reward; this is the first one.

Chapter 78 I'm perfectly fine! [Bonus Chapter 2 after release]

"Ugh."

Lu Ye walked ahead calmly, and another sigh came from behind him.

He went to the Vatican alone, without his personal knight or maid.

The reason for this is that although Lu Ye is a rather self-centered person, it doesn't mean that he doesn't consider other people's feelings.

In any case, even if the stupid knight followed, it wouldn't make any difference.

Moreover, they'll always have a miserable look on their face, which is annoying to look at.

Although she still looks quite depressed.

As a knight, while he could offer suggestions, he could not interfere with Lu Ye's opinions.

Or rather, humility, honesty, compassion, courage, justice, sacrifice, honor, and soul—these so-called eight virtues of chivalry—are inherently mutually exclusive.

Therefore, once Lu Ye decides to do something, she will completely obey Lu Ye's orders, but she will also feel guilty about it.

In Lu Ye's view, this was a very boring emotion—however, everyone has their own survival principles.

He has no interest in forcing others to change unless absolutely necessary.

"Ouch—it hurts!"

The sudden pain on her face made the girl cry out in surprise.

Lu Ye pinched her cheek with two fingers and gently pulled it.

Of course, this "lightness" only applies to himself.

"Ugh—Your Majesty, be gentle, be gentle! You're using too much force, too much! I feel like I'm going to break!" The young knight's eyes quickly filled with tears.

Seeing this, Lu Ye released his grip.

The other people on the street had already looked over.

Although he didn't care about other people's opinions, the girl's sense of shame was different from his.

Not everyone can be as shameless as him.

Did you hear what I just told you?

Seeing the girl's somewhat innocent and complaining eyes, Lu Ye reprimanded her without blinking.

"For a knight to not even hear the orders of the king he serves is a serious dereliction of duty."

With an expressionless face, Liliana couldn't detect any emotion in him.

"Huh?" The knight, whose increasingly silly and cute traits were becoming more and more apparent, was slightly taken aback, and then immediately panicked.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Seeing the knight girl hurriedly and frantically bowing and apologizing to him, Lu Ye remained silent for a moment.

You should swallow back words like, "I was lying to you, I didn't actually say anything before."

"If I remember correctly, Marquis Voban should have performed a ritual to summon witches and invoke the disobedient god before, right?"

Lu Ye asked abruptly.

Shocked.

This was Liliana's first feeling.

"Yes," the girl lowered her head and answered softly.

“Many of those priestesses should have survived,” Lu Ye said calmly. “I also plan to hold a ritual to summon the disobedient god soon.”