Chapter 963: : Undercurrent-surging-moving

At this moment, on the tallest minaret of the church's altar.
A bearded man in a godfather's robe walked in.
An old man in red is meditating.
The old man in red wears a tall hat, which is inlaid with many strange orbs, which are extremely precious.
In the hands of the old man in red, he held a light scepter that symbolized the rights of the church.
Hear the sound of the door being pushed open.
The old man in red suddenly opened his eyes.
For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.
"See His Majesty the Pope!"
The bearded godfather fell to his knees and was extremely pious.
It turned out that this old man in red is the number one figure in the Bright Church-His Majesty the Pope!
The highest authority on the bright side of the Church of Light-Douglas XXVIII!
"Get up!" Douglas XXVIII raised his hand slowly.
"Your Majesty, the Son of God, has been taken into the general altar. What should I do next?"
Godfather of the beard, said respectfully.
"You are in charge of the missionary group. When you reach the altar, you don't need to use force. Next, your duties become important."
Douglas XXVIII said meaningfully.
"Your Majesty, the identity of the Son of God was passed down by the Galactic Bishop. The specific reliability has not been verified. The Galactic Bishop is not strong, and his words may not be credible. He has been sent to the Galaxy for so many years and he does not know Has the kid degenerated. Are we really going to spend so much time on such an uncertain 'son of God'? "
The beard godfather, said his doubts.
The status of the godfather of the beard is not low, it is a real godfather of the godfather!
In the church, apart from the pope and the archbishop high priest, as well as some hidden strong men, he hardly needs to be afraid of anyone.
The missionary group under his control is the fundamental guarantee for the church to spread the teachings and increase and envelop the believers.
"Bishop Galaxy, I have the impression that he is not like a frivolous man. Without 90% certainty, he will not report it to me."
Douglas 28 said slowly.
"The matter of the Son of God is of great importance! Our church has not seen the Son of God for more than a thousand years. Even if he has a 1 in 10,000 chance, we cannot give up!"
"The formal verification ceremony is already in preparation, during this time, there can be no trouble."
Douglas 28 said solemnly.
"Humble office understands!"
The beard godfather nodded.
"But, Your Majesty, if it is, the Son of God, is ... false ..."
The beard godfather asked.
Douglas Twenty-eighth waved his wide sleeves.
"Fake, then drive him out of the championship."
"However, the Archbishop's high priest can't guarantee that he won't make trouble to us!"
The beard godfather said.
"Oh, I'm still worried that he won't make trouble to me. If he dares to pick things up, I'm afraid he won't succeed?"
Douglas XXVIII had a cold look.
"Go on and get ready. The people of the Archbishop's High Priest will not let the Son of God live in peace. In the altar, under close surveillance, they will not use force, but the Inquisition is in charge of internal criminal law. Missionaries, we must pay attention to protect the Son of God, and do n’t let the people in the Inquisitions frame the Son of God for unjustifiable crimes! "
Douglas Twenty-eighth ordered.
"promise!"
The beard godfather ordered, and immediately bowed back.
In the church altar, in a large auditorium.
A lame old man, leaning on a cane, walked upside down, presided over a ritual code in the auditorium.
It's just that this crippled old man's cane is very peculiar, with a layer of milky-white halo glowing above it.
Those who know the goods will certainly be able to recognize this crutch, but it is well-known in the light church --- the sacrificial wand.
This sacrificial scepter is nothing worse than the light scepter.
There was a bald black robe who quietly stepped in.
"High priest!"
"The Son of God, Enron entered the altar!"
The black robe said coldly.
The lame old man was not surprised.
"I know what kind of person Douglas is. As a pope, he must have sent a team of strong men. The Son of God came to the altar safely, not surprising!"
Said, the lame old man, squeezed a double-headed viper.
Blood dripping on the sacrificial platform.
"The high priest is not afraid of 10,000, but if it is the Son of God, is it true?"
"Aren't we going to be crushed by the pope's line of people!"
The black robe, said bitterly.
"Judgment Green, you are confused."
"In this game, it has just been laid out!"
The lame old man sneered.
It turned out that this man in black robe is the chief judge of the Inquisition, equivalent to the godfather level, and in charge of the criminal law within the church!
The lame old man, Ferdinand XVIII, is the archbishop's high priest and has always been in confrontation with the pope. Both of them are the highest powers on the first ladder!
"Stupid people, please also express the high priest!"
Green, asked in congratulations.
The archbishop high priest in the church has always been known for his wisdom.
"Oh, in the general altar, if you want to use force to assassinate or poison the child of God, it is indeed difficult. However, you are the presiding judge, who is in charge of the punishment inside the church. As long as you patiently discover, you can always cure the Some of the Son's Death Penalties! "
"Isn't it good to kill the Son of God bright and decent!"
"Even if you can't make-death-drop-the child of God, you can move some hands and feet during the verification ceremony to make his son of God fail the verification. I take the trouble, Douglas, dangerous!
Ferdinand XVIII smiled coldly.
"Subordinate understand!"
"Subordinate, let's do things. It's about a month before the verification ceremony. During this period, see me don't make it-die-that son of God!"
Green ordered.
"Go on!"
Ferdinand XVIII waved his hand.
Green retreated.
In the empty auditorium, several masked people suddenly appeared.
Ferdinand XVIII, facing the masked people ~ EbookFREE.me ~, put his ears one by one, and explained some secret instructions.
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Nan Tian and the Golden Armor Knight are naturally not aware that at this moment, the interior of the church altar is already dark-flowing-moving.
The Knight of the Golden Armor took Nantian to the front of a small building.
"His Royal Highness, this is your residence. You are wronged and stay here temporarily."
Golden Armor Knight said.
Nan Tian smiled. This small building and its courtyard are very luxuriously built. Overall, it is very good.
Nantian is not a precious person, and he is naturally satisfied.
The golden armor knights have prepared them, and also prepared a dozen servants for Nantian, who are responsible for taking care of Nantian's daily life.
As for the inside and outside of the small building and other courtyards, an unspecified number of hidden strongmen are arranged to protect the safety of Nantian.