Chapter 1113: Five prophecies of the ninth pope

Chapter 1113 Five Prophecies of the Ninth Pope
The old pope took a sip of tea.
"Does it feel that my pope is different from what you think? How could the pope of the Holy See be a bad old man?"
Ye Hao smiled, picked up the tea cup, did not speak.
"The Pope is also a human, and there are old days."
The old Pope looked at Ye Hao: "But I didn't expect that in my generation of Pope, the prediction would actually come true."
"Prophecy?" Ye Hao was puzzled.
"I'll tell you later, don't worry." The old pope really seemed to be an old man, speaking slowly.
"Pope, don't you check my identity, what if I am a fake?" Ye Hao said deliberately, observing the face of the old pope.
"No need, I don't think anyone will pretend to be a holy son in the Holy See, and I also believe in Dennis's holy pupil, if he reads everything wrong. Then I guess this old man can't help it."
"Stop talking about this, let's talk about business, which is the prophecy just mentioned."
The words of the old pope left Ye Hao wondering what prediction could make the old pope so value.
"What prophecy?"
The old pope's expression suddenly became serious.
"Young man, I need you to swear. What I will tell you next, you are not allowed to tell anyone until the critical moment."
So important?
Ye Hao raised his three fingers.
"I, Ye Hao, swear that what I have heard and heard here today will never be easy to talk to others."
After taking the oath.
"In fact, it is not very important. I am just worried that this matter will spread out and cause unnecessary panic. If you think it is necessary, you can also say it."
The old pope raised his head and looked up at the top of the hall.
Ye Hao also seemed to have colored murals on the top of the hall, depicting the history of the Holy See for thousands of years.
There is a pope holding a scepter, and believers bow down.
There is a battle between the Holy See, the blood race, and the werewolves.
There are also many statues and portraits related to the Holy See.
wait wait wait.
In short, this is the history of the Holy See.
"You just asked me what prophecy was? That was the ninth pope exhausted his life... a doomsday prophecy."
Doomsday prophecy?
Ye Hao smiled and waved his hand: "Pope, do you still believe this? 2012 has passed."
"There are some things that seem impossible, but you can't completely believe it. And this is the prophecy of the ninth pope, he is a great pope, but also a powerful prophet! This is his life Make the last prediction for the price."
"About this prophecy, it is only passed on by word of mouth at the time of each generation of popes. In addition, it is hidden in this hall."
"This hall was built by the ninth pope."
Hidden in the hall?
Ye Hao looked around and didn't see anything strange.
The old pope took up the scepter, raised the scepter.
A holy light shot out from the scepter, shining on the dome above the hall.
Ye Hao was surprised to find that the original mural on the dome had undergone an astonishing change.
It became several other portraits.
"We don't know what this doomsday is. But the ninth pope said that he saw several scenes. If these scenes are confirmed, it means the doomsday is coming."
"These are: six red moons, black-haired holy son, the day of the devil, the land of gods, and the unknown nine pictures."
Every time the old pope said one, he would point to a picture on the top of the dome.
This sounds really hanging.
There are five paintings in total.
In the first picture, six red things like the moon appear in the sky, dyeing the entire sky blood red.
The second picture turned out to be a black-haired man who couldn't see his face. He looked up at the sky as if looking at something.
This black-haired son? Could it be you?
Ye Hao continued to look at it with doubts.
The third picture shows several black things that look like demons flying in the world. There is a monster with horns at the bottom. The blood-red eyes are very permeating, and there is a broken human body in its mouth.
All around were fire, corpses, and blood, full of terror.
The fourth picture shows a continent falling from the sky, and you can vaguely see a group of people with wings floating on it.
Could this be the continent where angels live.
Will come to earth?
Ye Hao has seen the fifth painting, and he has seen it with Xue Li, a mural with nine pictures.
Almost exactly the same!
It will appear here too.
"This... it's a bit far-fetched to just say that I'm a black-haired son. And there are four other prophecies. It seems that the other four prophecies have not been realized so far."
Ye Hao wasn't quite convinced yet.
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."
"In short, the Pope said after prophesying that this is fate, this is the fate of this world, and the fate that cannot be escaped."
The old pope said with emotion: "I didn't believe in this legend before, but now I believe it. Because of the second prophecy, there are already signs of it."
"Have you seen the mural with nine pictures? That means that the nine pictures above are gathered together."
"One of the pictures was owned by the Holy See hundreds of years ago."
The old pope raised his hand, and a picture appeared on the table.
Looking at the picture in front of him, Ye Hao's eyes widened and his breathing stopped.
The picture above shows a man sitting on a throne, holding a scepter, with wings spread out on his back.
Although he couldn't see the appearance of the man, he didn't know why Ye Hao felt like he wanted to bow down just by seeing this picture.
"This...this is." Ye Hao suppressed his inner surprise. He raised his head and looked at one of the nine-picture murals on the dome, then looked at the picture in front of him.
Exactly the same!
Ye Hao swallowed and looked at the picture in disbelief.
"This is one of the fifth nine pictures of the unknown. We call it the gods. It is an item passed down by the popes of the past." The old pope looked at Ye Hao's eyes, and he suddenly laughed and joked: " Do you want it?"
"Huh?" Ye Hao was taken aback, looking at the old pope.
"As long as you are willing to inherit my position and become the pope of the Holy See, this picture is naturally yours."
The words of the old pope almost made Ye Hao jump up.
The Pope of the Holy See?
Let him, a Chinese, become the pope of the Holy See.
This is really tempting, but thinking about this huge need for human management, and the Pope rarely enters and exits the holy mountain, Ye Hao's interest is not big.
"Forget it, I'm not interested in being the pope." Ye Hao waved his hand, he added inwardly, he was interested in this picture.
Nine pictures, this is the second picture he saw.
The first picture of the mountains is in his hands.
But Ye Hao, the old Pope in front of him, didn't dare to believe it completely, so he didn't dare to take out the mountain map.
"This is just the first picture. There are eight other pictures, very early." Ye Hao smiled and waved his hand.
"No, this is the second picture I know so far."
The old Pope's heart trembled Ye Hao.
"I told you before that this prophecy was seen by the ninth pope. At that time, he borrowed a picture as a medium to see these prophecies. And that picture is a picture of all the stars in the nine pictures. It's called a star map."
The old pope pointed to the nine murals on the dome full of stars.
"Each of these pictures seems to have its own function, and the function of the star diagram is to predict."
"That star map is also with you!" Ye Hao said expectantly.
The old pope shook his head.
"No. The picture was borrowed by the ninth pope from the Olympus Temple. Although we have different beliefs from them, the generation of the ninth pope was the best time for our relationship. So I borrowed it."
"Now this star map should still be preserved on Olympus."
"Actually, that's fine. The prophecy is fulfilled when the nine pictures are gathered together and saved separately. Even if the first four prophecies are verified, the last nine pictures cannot be gathered, there should be no big problem." The old pope said.
God map, star map.
Add in your own pictures, and this counts as three pictures.
Ye Hao couldn't calm down for a long time. He glanced at Qiongdingshan's five prophecies for the last time. Are these true?
When the five prophecies are fulfilled, will it be the end?
Before, whether it was the old man of the Nangong family in the fantasy world, and the words passed down from the ancestors of the vampire Shirley, there are big secrets hidden behind the nine pictures.
Is this secret the end of the world? This is a bit too fantastic.