"..."

The Pope only felt his head buzzing, and his whole body was made worse by Valline's analysis.

They have been thinking and struggling here for a long time, but it is all in vain?

In the end, he still couldn't escape and was enslaved?

Of course, the most important thing is that after seeing the two super large spells suspended in the sky, he was somewhat unsure whether Rutlan could use the things underground to pull the other party to death together.

All I can say is that there is a chance, but it doesn’t seem to be particularly high.

Such a fierce man who can destroy a country by himself may not necessarily be afraid of those ancient relics. The Apocalypse Stone Tower is a lesson learned from the past. It is also an ancient relic, but it failed to kill the opponent and did not even cause effective damage.

After all, although the destructive power of ancient creations is great, it has its limits. The most it can do is completely destroy the area where the Holy City is located.

And that person can do this. Not only can he do it, but he seems to be able to do it several times in a row.

Comparing the two, who is stronger can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

Meditate, meditate again.

The pope closed his eyes, opened them again, and finally made his decision.

He chose to pull Mostima in front of him, directly put the scepter symbolizing the authority of the Pope into Mostema's hand, patted the girl on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "From today on, you are the leader of the Pope." The new pope of Teran!”

"what?"

Looking at the scepter thrust into his hand, Mostima was dumbfounded. When he realized it, his whole body felt bad.

Is the position of the Pope just something that can be given away?

Especially this critical moment of life and death.

You, aren't you making me take the blame?

Either lead all the Laterans to death, or surrender to the golden tree now. No matter which one, it is not easy to choose.

Choose the first one, and she will be the king of subjugation.

If you choose the second one, she will be the number one traitor in Rutland, and that will be in the history books.

This black pot was so big and heavy that Mostima felt that his small body might not be able to carry it.

She wanted to put the scepter back, but the Pope had already taken several steps back and obviously had no intention of taking it back.

"Don't be anxious, just listen to me, Mostema."

His Majesty the Pope carefully considered his words and advised: "I have no intention of letting you take the blame. In the current situation, you are the best person to break the situation."

"Your status in the Golden Tree is not low. You can speak up. Even the leader will give you face. This is our opportunity."

"If you take over the position of Pope, wouldn't Laterland under your leadership be equivalent to being under the rule of the Golden Tree?"

"On this basis, I wonder if we can talk about ending this unequal war without changing the current situation in Rutland, so as to save our compatriots from suffering."

Oh, I understand, isn’t this still taking the blame? !

Mostima didn't want to accept it. She felt that the pot came out of nowhere and was so heavy that it could crush her to death.

But after hearing the Pope's words, she found that she couldn't refuse the looks from other cardinals, and her head was so anxious.

The Pope's idea is good, but it is based on his lack of understanding of the Golden Tree and Lin Lu.

Based on her understanding of Lin Lu, what that guy decided would never be easily changed.

He wanted to incorporate Rutland into the Golden Tree and would not accept such loopholes.

It is an indispensable step to replace the existing laws of Lateran with the Golden Law. There is no room for negotiation on this. She doesn't have that much face yet, so maybe Lani and Melina can do it.

"Mostima, give it a try, I believe you can do it!"

The Pope encouraged loudly, and Vallinay also echoed: "Give it a try, Mostima, no matter what the result is, no one will blame you."

"Well, that's fine."

Everyone's ardent eyes were all focused on her alone. Mostima held the scepter in his hand tightly, but in the end he did not have the heart to refuse and nodded with difficulty.

She took the blame!

……

"Is this coming? This time we have gathered experts and plan to fight an elite battle?"

In the wilderness outside the city, standing under the shadow of the golden tree that towered over the sky and the earth, Lin Lu saw the gate of the Holy City open, and several people walked out. She was about to think about what spell to use next, but when she took a closer look, she found that The one at the front was Mostima, followed by a tall, fat old man, and Cardinal Verline who had just run back.

There were other people behind, but they didn't follow, they just watched from a distance.

what's the situation?

He thought about many possible situations, such as Rutlan pulling all the masters and strong men together and having a big melee with him, such as Rutlan using the hidden trump card to give him the beam like before. Give it a few hard blows.

But the current situation was not what he expected.

There was a promised decisive battle, but why did Mostima escape?

Something doesn't seem right about this script.

Unsure of the exact origin, he did not take action and opened a gap in the seal barrier. He watched a group of three people approaching, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and no one spoke first.

He was waiting for Mostema and others to speak first.

Mostima didn't know what to say or how to say it, and the atmosphere was a little stiff for a while.

Evangelista XI looked at the man not far away vaguely, with complicated emotions.

If he had seen him on a regular basis, he would never have connected the man in front of him with a super strong man who could destroy a country.

But the fact is that they are so strong, so strong that Rutland's army cannot defeat them at all. Not only can they not defeat them, they are also easily slaughtered.

All I can say is that this is an out-and-out monster.

The firearms technology of Rutland's Disdainful World is completely ineffective against this kind of enemy and cannot exert any advantage. The entire military system based on firearms has become a joke.

Thinking about it carefully, there seems to be no way around this.

Rutland's gun weapons are mainly focused on mass production and popularity.

Even an ordinary Lateran can easily defeat the elites in the ordinary army with the power of the guardian gun after getting his own guardian gun.

After some training, after mastering powerful weapons such as wheel guns, one's strength will be greatly improved, and one person can easily deal with enemies dozens of times his own size.

This makes their mid-range force extremely sufficient, and the destructive power they can exert far exceeds that of other countries' mid-level forces. Long-range attacks also give them an advantage in wars.

But their shortcomings are also not small, that is, the lack of high-end force.

Compared with other countries, their high-end military force is actually severely lacking. The enemies they can deal with are limited to the range of the power of gun weapons, and there is a clear upper limit.

This shortcoming is not obvious in confrontations with other countries. Those enemies are all within the range of firearms. They are made of flesh and blood and will die if they are beaten. The most is to pay some price and use quantity to pile up. In the end, it is Can be killed.

And after killing it, the losses on Rutland's side were not particularly great, because guns and weapons can be reused and inherited, and it won't take long to train another master after taking them back.

But this time when he met Lin Lu, the shortcomings of high-end force were infinitely magnified.

The most powerful guns on their side cannot pose a fatal threat. The gap is too big, and stacking them in numbers will not work.

An enemy who can't be killed with guns and weapons also possesses powerful spells that can destroy cities. It's simply invincible.

Rutland is such a holy city. It can be suppressed with just one spell, and it is completely within the opponent's attack range.

But Rutland's guns couldn't hurt the opponent, so how could they fight?

It was a direct crushing game, and they were unable to do anything about it.

"Lin Lu, I'm here to take the blame... I'm here to negotiate with you!"

The atmosphere of silence lingered for a long time, and finally Mostima couldn't help but speak first.

"Uh, why you?"

Lin Lu was confused. He found that he couldn't accept the script and had never thought about it beforehand.

Logically speaking, even if it was a negotiation, the Pope of Lateran would have to come and talk to him face to face. What's the matter with Mostima?She's not even a cardinal, she's an elite soldier at best.

"As you can see."

Mostema shook the scepter in his hand and forced a smile.

"I am now Pope of Lateran."

Are you kidding?

This inexplicable development made Lin Lu more and more confused. The golden tree behind him seemed to have turned into a stupid tree. He was the stupid fruit that fell from the tree. He wanted to complain but didn't know where to start.

No, why are you the Pope?

Is it so sloppy?

Have you Rutlanders let yourselves go to this extent?

The pope takes turns and comes to my house this year?

This is not a joke.

According to this method of operation, you should discuss with the president of Colombia and let them make room for you to live there.

Compared with you, their so-called free country is simply too unfree.

"All kinds of things happened in between, but that's it."

Mostima himself was feeling aggrieved and feeling weak, but he still managed to pull himself together and start negotiating.

"If I were the Pope, would the Golden Tree's war against Lateran end here?"

What she said couldn't be more straightforward. She has no political skills at all, and she doesn't even have much emotional intelligence.

Of course it wouldn't be the case with anyone else, but since the negotiating partner is Lin Lu, it doesn't matter.

After all, we are all a family, sleeping under the same bed at night, although we haven't reached that point yet... But that's the fact. You can talk more casually, there is no need to do all those bells and whistles.

"sure."

Lin Lu thought the same way. When talking to his wife, there was no need to go around and talk about what was going on.

He thought for a moment and then gave the answer: "If you spread the blessings of the golden tree, the matter will naturally end."

"No, what I mean is, can Rutland remain as it is and be ruled by the golden tree, but retain the existing laws?"

Mostima himself felt that this was highly unlikely, but he still said it.

Sure enough, Lin Lu's answer was exactly what she thought.

"That won't work. Laterland must be under the control of the Golden Law. If not, then what's the point of my coming here? Just to make Laterland nominally belong to the Golden Tree? What do I want, you? It should be clear."

"That……"

Then there is nothing to say. If we cannot reach consensus on this point, what follows is a life-and-death battle.

There is a high probability that Rutland will die.

Surrender directly... Mostima doesn't really want to take this big blame. Instead of being hanged in the history books for future generations to scold for who knows how many years, it is better to just fight and die once. That is force majeure. She takes the blame. The Pope has nothing to do with it.

"Let's start the war. Wait for me for a while. I'll go back and gather my troops."

Saying this, Mostima turned around and left without any hesitation.

She has only one thought now, that is, she is tired, destroy it quickly, since the fight is outside the city anyway, and it will not destroy the entire holy city, so it doesn't matter.

"You wait, you wait!"

Why is this person so tough?

Lin Lu had a headache, so she grabbed Mostema's clothes and pulled her back. After thinking for a moment, she came up with an idea.

In fact, he didn't think there was anything wrong with a fight. It was originally part of the plan. What Rutland was doing now was something outside the script.

But when you play, you also score points, who doesn't?

He didn't care if everyone else was beaten to death, but that was different. If he really beat his wife to death on the battlefield, what would happen?

Wife killing testimony?

Although it is very convenient to be resurrected later, dying once is not a good thing. If conditions permit, it is better not to die.

Besides, if he really killed Mosti right here, he would feel quite uncomfortable.

"Well, let's take a look. That old man over there, come over here. I think you look like a pope!"

"Your Excellency, I am indeed the last Pope. There should be nothing left to say between us. Rutland will never surrender to you."

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