Chapter 930: play hard

Stroking the ancient sheepskin roll, His Majesty Pope São Paulo looked at the mountainous scrolls on the table, and he looked up at the temple with a sigh.
In the center of the main hall stands a huge eye-catching crystal mirror. The eyes of the twelve cardinals and Saint Angela are focused on the smooth mirror surface.
On the smooth mirror-like white jade ground, an ancient and difficult magic rune and a white star pattern flashed, and the huge white light of a huge six-pointed star strangely refracted the bright colorful rays, and the light converged on the crystal mirror. On the screen, the projection of a smart picture, but it is like a scene in the hall of the apocalyptic city of the underworld.
"Your Majesty, why send an eight-winged angel to meet those overlords?"
Saint Angela’s beautiful face with an extremely holy light, her questioning eyes fixed on Pope St. Paul, but she asked like a question: "It’s not that I think the four wings or six wings angel His life is cheaper than that of the octagonal, but in this situation, we must retain and gather the most powerful forces to deal with the upcoming plane war."
"Angela..."
Pope St. Paul looked at the Holy Girl with a slight smile, and said in a calm tone: "My child, you still don't know the Underworld. If you are dealing with the Devil, I only need to send a few ordinary believers. At least, the Demon Clan will not kill them without asking them innocently. Unlike the Nether Clan, no race or creature can be as cruel, violent, and bloodthirsty as they are, let alone send an ordinary messenger, that is, the Seraph may be still Without approaching Doomsday City or seeing the overlords of the Netherworld, they will be torn to pieces by other Netherworlds."
Angela's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and it seemed that she wanted to say something. After all, she sighed slightly and continued to look into the crystal mirror.
Angela didn't want to watch it anymore. She felt that she depraved a point every second she watched. This was the most unacceptable of this saint who had dedicated her life and all to the Supreme God.
Not to mention the holy virgin, a powerful and violent demon, as long as he sees an octagonal being torn and swallowed by the underworld, I'm afraid I will never look away.
"Your Majesty, the cruelty and bloodthirsty impulse of the Ming tribe are not false, but they are not stupid..."
Another cardinal, Hammond, looks like an ordinary little old man, and the sharp-billed monkey gill does not say holy, it makes people seem to have an indescribable indescribability, and his eyes look from the mirror to the devil and others The attentive attention is moving away from the mirror surface of the memory picture of the crystal ball, looking at the pope and saying: "Your Majesty gave them this gift, they may not readily accept it."
"They will accept it."
Pope Shi Shiran stood up. He bypassed the mountainous scrolls and came to the mirror. He said with a smile: "No race or strong person can refuse to own the person Nicholas or his innate beast, the Nethers will surely look on This gift, I can guarantee that they have no way to refuse this temptation."
"Don't the Mozu resist this temptation?"
Hammod regretted it as soon as he spoke. When he sharply caught a flash of displeasure from His Majesty's face, he quickly remedied and said, "It is the old demon of the Demon God who is actually demonizing. His Majesty. , Can you guess what idea the old devil played? We firmly believe that the appearance of the person Nicholas definitely occupies a heavy weight in his heart, otherwise according to common sense and his past style, where will this young man be given? The summoner has the opportunity to expand his strength, either the summoner himself or his summoning beast, I am afraid that it has long been reduced to the private property of the old devil."
"I do not know."
The Pope’s displeasure was like a antelope hanging with no traces, he said with a smile: "I don’t know what the Devil Pope wants or is doing, just like his mysterious forbidden land, I even sent people to go I haven’t thought about it, because I know that unless I go by myself, there will be no results."
"Admiral Pope will definitely tell the truth in person."
Cardinal Dior opened the subject consciously. He stared at the crystal mirror and said to Pope St. Paul: "Your Majesty, the Underworld will definitely have a strong interest in Nicholas and his summoned beasts, not to mention the memory in the memory. Crystal finally recorded some other pictures. As long as the Ming tribe clearly understands that this peculiar congenital beast can use any creature as a host, it can instantly generate information that is not inferior to the beast’s brutality and brutality. I think they will not be indifferent. "
After taking a flat shot, Dior came to the point, and then he asked: "Your Majesty, there is no plane channel directly connected to the Clan in the 6 planes of Atlanta, but different planes. The spatial coordinates are different, so how can the Ming Clan find Nicholas?"
"this is very simple."
The pope’s eyes moved away from the startled Ming tribes in the crystal mirror, who looked at the sky outside the hall and said, "I will make them a springboard for the bright plane."
As soon as the pope made this remark, the twelve bishops in the temple and the silent virgin were taken aback. Cardinal Hammod couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty, you can think twice..."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Cardinal priest Stu said: "Even if it was made like ten thousand years ago, our sacred and powerful light plane never came to the Devil and Hades, and the war was either in their homeland or we were led to other lows. In the world of planes, let the cruel and violent Ming clan come to the light plane. If something goes wrong, it will cause unimaginable damage and consequences."
The other cardinals also echoed for a while, but it was a little chaotic for a while.
"Relax, everything is under my control."
Pope Sao Paulo glanced lightly, and the different voices of the cardinals disappeared. When the temple was quiet, the pope continued to say: "I am not worried about the Underworld, nor the Devil. This plane war is the most The instability factor is Nicholas, the summoner. As long as I drag him into the quagmire temporarily, even if I can only disrupt his steps to win us a short and precious time, the scale of victory will tilt towards our bright plane. "
"You should not worry about this or think about this. I want to make sure that angels come to the magical magic circle all-weather to open and move. The strength of the sanctuary includes other low-level strengths. You have to make sure that there are powerful angels coming every moment. ..."
Pope St. Paul's tone became solemn, and he paused a little, then said: "Also, I allow you to use the sacrificial offering."
"Holy offering!"
There was another shocked response in the hall, especially Saint Angela, and the white robe was slightly shocked, obviously shocked.
Sacrificial offering, the name sounds holy or smooth, but this is a ritual that most people, including these cardinals, consider to be very sinful.
The body of ordinary people can not withstand the powerful attack of the angels, regardless of the body or soul, and the pope has successfully solved this problem with a magic array he called "holy imprisonment"-angel After coming, it will appear in the holy power imprisoned magic circle, and the special magic circle will temporarily imprison the angelic powerful source of divine power.
The problem has arisen again, it is impossible to imprison the angels in the magic circle for a long time, so it is no different from not coming, not to mention that if the angels come to the magical magic circle to operate around the clock, the pope did his best to complete a "holy power" magic How is the array enough.
Apparently Pope Saint Paul thought of a great way, then through the "holy sacrifice" to strengthen the weak body that the angel had after coming.
The sacrificial offering, to put it bluntly, is the same as the sacrifice of living life by other denominations called cults by the of light, except that the sacrificial offering is not only life and energy, but also the soul, and the sacrificial offering The sacrifice object must be devout believers of the light god.
"Use our most devout believers to devour the angel and strengthen his physical and spiritual power..."
Angela's pink face was a little crimson because of excitement. She said in a quick voice: "If the Supreme God knows what we are doing, he will not forgive us, let alone those who are his most devout people... …"
"The Supreme God will forgive us."
Pope Saint Paul smiled desolately and said, "If the light plane is destroyed in our hands and the Supreme God knows, then we will not forgive us."
"but……"
Angela obviously couldn't agree with the suggestion. She wanted to say something more. Pope St. Paul interrupted her voice and said lightly, "Go ahead and prepare."
The twelve cardinals were obviously iron-hearted when they saw His Majesty the Pope, and no one hesitated anymore. Respectfully, Shili withdrew. Angela still did not give up her thoughts and was just about to speak. Pope St. Paul’s words immediately gave her heart. It was so messy that I had no idea.
"Nicholas is coming to the light plane, and there must be Kingskerman."
The Pope looked at the current goddess of Light Shinto, and said lightly: "Instead of questioning my decision, you might as well go back and think about it, and see what you will do when you see this fallen angel who brings shame to Light Shinto. Decide."
"Don't rush to answer me."
Pope St. Paul did not have the chance to explain the face of Angela, who was worried, and continued: "Pray to the Supreme God, and ask the Lord to forgive you for your fallen heart~EbookFREE.me~The Supreme God will show you the way. "
Angela bowed her head and silently bowed to the pope before retreating.
The crystal mirror diffused with the end of the projection of the memory crystal in the picture. Looking at the reflection of himself in the mirror, Pope Saint Paul sighed.
"Bring that thunderstorm to see me."
The pope yelled outside the temple, and no angel appeared. The two knights in silver armor even completely covered their faces with their helmets, showing their figures and bowing away.
Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall. Pope St. Paul looked up and looked at the beautiful woman in white and black and smart and beautiful. It was replaced with a warm smile.
"Dear child, have you considered it?"
The Pope pointed to the chair on the side to signal Thunderstorm to sit down, and asked softly: "Holy and powerful angels and angels, which one would you choose?"