Why do you want to call me

All the faces of Huiyue present were serious.

After all, the fall of the archbishop stationed in the Ottoman Empire was closely related to the evil god Lord of the Twilight.

When they received the news that the powerful Huiyue had fallen, they couldn't believe it.

It has been hundreds of years since Huiyue fell on this continent.

And it wasn't killed by other Huiyue powerhouses.

It was about their own lives, which gave them a sense of imminent crisis.

Everyone in the Holy See never expected that on the eve of the chaos, people on their side would take the lead in the surgery.

Originally, I wanted to deal a severe blow to the sphere of influence of the evil god first, weakening the power, so that the cultists would not jump out when they got it.

As a result, a Huiyue fell into it.

"I personally think that the in-depth investigation of the Lord of the Twilight should be temporarily suspended, but it can be used to lure the sect under his command."

One Huiyue spoke, and the others quickly picked up the topic.

The old man at the top looked at the discussion crowd and showed a slight smile.

There is excitement and excitement in the smile.

"Everyone, you are the pillars of the Holy See."

"I don't know if you have ever thought about it, even evil gods like the Lord of the Twilight have come to the world."

"Then does this prove that..."

The old man elongated his tone, causing Hui Yue who was present to cast his gaze over it.

"It proves that God has never been far away from us."

Inside the church, under the light, there was a sudden silence, as if a needle could be heard.

The Huiyue powerhouses looked pensive.

In fact, they already had such an idea, but they were still a little surprised when it was raised in public.

Even the Lord of Twilight can come down to the world, representing other gods, can also come down.

Although this will plunge the world into deeper chaos.

But this also marks the imminent rise of their Holy See.

Because, the lord of glory they believe in is the greatest god in the world, not one of them!

His mighty power is unrivaled, even an evil god known for his strength like the Lord of the Twilight would not dare to compete with him.

Under the glory of the Lord of Radiance, the status of their Holy See has also risen, and they are respected by the world.

That era was the golden age of mystery, but it was also the peak moment of the Holy See.

No force dared to provoke them.

All under the illumination of the Lord of Radiance, they obediently accepted the instructions.

As for the secret meeting?

It was not even established in that era, and it was an organization established by some people who pursued the mystery after the mystery subsided.

Then this kind of small organization that the Holy See didn't care about slowly developed and grew, and now it can compete with the Holy See.

They firmly refused to admit that the strength of the secret society was superior to theirs.

But under the light of the Lord of Radiance's sacred light, these will no longer be problems.

They, under the guidance of God, will save the suffering world.

And when the chaos subsides and the mainland is full of singing and dancing, the Holy See will once again return to that golden age.

Let everyone feel a sincere honor for believing in the Lord of Radiance.

This scene that seemed to be within reach was placed before his eyes.

The old man was in high spirits thinking about the possibility that the Pope had told him.

But he had to be prepared with both hands, looking at his colleagues with excited faces, he thought to himself.

I don't know what the Lord of Radiance likes?

……

The Ottoman special envoy and the special envoy of the Mass passed through the white doves flying in the square, and they came to the meeting room of the Holy See led by the clergy with a sad face.

Outside the brown-red gate, several people were already waiting.

They are all special envoys sent by the empire and major forces.

Osman's envoy looked at one of them with a blank look.

The man was smiling all over his face, as if he thought Huiyue's fall was nothing.

It was in stark contrast to the mournful crowd around him.

This person is the secret envoy.

The special envoy of the secret meeting seemed to be aware of the eyes of the Ottoman envoy, and he turned his head and greeted with a smile.

However, the Ottoman envoy ignored it and looked elsewhere.

After everyone arrived, the closed brown-red door finally opened a crack.

A pure and fragrant fragrance overflowed from the door, like the whirlpool of the sea tide.

Then the gate moved slowly, and the special envoys walked slowly, their manners were full of aristocratic elegance.

This hall is very vast, and the space inside seems to be wider than the outer buildings.

Behind him, the door slowly disappeared.

They came to another space unexpectedly.

In front of many special envoys, there is a huge stone throne.

Its surface is uneven and the whole body is white.

But compared with the white robe of the person above, it looks a bit gray.

Just because the white robe feels too holy, it seems that there is nothing whiter than it in the whole world.

The person on the throne had a childlike face, plump and rosy skin, and smiled at them.

The Ottoman special envoy was slightly stunned, while the special envoy of the Mass Empire on the side had already bowed and saluted.

"Good day, Your Majesty the Pope."

……

The Ottoman Empire, a black market located outside the walls of the imperial capital.

Several people in black robes were communicating with each other in a dark corner.

"Are you going to enter the city? Let's say, 50 dir." A fatter figure said unhappily. It's not that he opened his mouth like a lion.

Fatty is a black market businessman, and what he sells are temporary residence permits in the imperial capital, various mysterious items that help hide his identity, and help others smuggle.

The men in black robes opposite him were motionless and did not communicate with each other.

"However, this does not include mysterious items that can hide one's breath, and there will be an additional charge."

"In addition, do you want to buy it or not? If you don't buy it, I will leave."

The fat man was a little impatient, he had been waiting here for a long time, and this group of people just didn't speak.

How did you say you were going to the city at the beginning?

A bunch of dead poor ghosts.

The fat man spat on the ground, cursing and wanting to leave.

Finally, a man in black robe spoke, and said in a dead voice.

"Of course we want to buy it."

"It's just that you buy it after you become a believer in the Lord."

The fat man was a little startled, and looked at the man in black in front of him.

"Are you guys trying to cheat? Think I'm nobody!"

Just as he was about to call someone, the shadow of a Gospel book flashed in front of his eyes, with a scratch on it.

In the next second, he lost consciousness.

Chapter 47 The Priest in Black

In the chaotic black market, the companions hiding in the dark watched the fat man talk to the group of mysterious men in black.

After hearing what a man in black said, they were about to go out and surround them.

But he saw a gospel book taken out from the sleeve of the man in black, and the fat man lost his movement in an instant.

This made them extremely alert.

Fatty was carrying a lot of treasures, and they all fell into the way of this group of mysterious people without even a trace of resistance.

When the companion saw that the situation was not good, he didn't care about the fat man, and immediately scattered, and his figure quickly disappeared in the chaotic black market.

The black market outside the imperial capital was built in a sewer, the terrain inside is intricate, and if you are not careful, you will get lost in it.

These complex terrains have become a protective umbrella for mice like them who hide in the dark without seeing the sun.

These companions fled quickly along the pipeline, but bumped into a solid figure at the corner.

Looking up, a lifeless face came into view, with a smell of decay all over his body.

Many people thought of knocking them down directly, but the attack only scratched the skin of these people.

Even if it was poked in, it still looked like it didn't matter.

"What the hell kind of monster is this!"

A person couldn't help cursing inwardly, and then turned around immediately without any remembrance.

These blind mice are very familiar with the sewer pipes of the imperial capital. They can clearly feel where there are crutches, and they can walk out for you with their eyes closed.

Since this road is blocked, change another road.

The companion's footsteps were fast, and these decayed figures were not as fast as them, so they could only follow behind slowly.

Before he had time to run a few steps, he met a figure with the same aura on another road.

The branch channel of the sewer is narrow, and only one person can pass through it.

Seeing this, he cursed again and changed direction.

It was the same situation, a figure was already waiting here, and slowly moved forward.

The situation is very critical at this moment, almost all roads are blocked by a figure.

They slowly approached inside, and their defenses were extremely high.

The companion had no choice but to go back, and as soon as he got out of a hole, he ran into another companion head-on.

The two looked at each other, each found the pursuers behind the other, and instantly understood that the other's situation was similar to their own.

In desperation, he had to return to the black market.

At this time, the already chaotic black market was filled with a large number of figures, making it appear even smaller.

Seeing this scene, they didn't know that all the exits of the sewer were completely blocked by people!

All Fatty's companions were forced to come back, but some of them were dragged back after being knocked out.

They were surrounded by a group of people with expressionless faces, among them were the men in black.

Seeing that the situation was not good, a companion turned around and begged for mercy from the man in black.

The others were also motivated and bowed their heads.

Among the men in black in the middle, one lifted his hood, revealing a face in his 40s.

He held the Gospel in one hand and opened the other, admiring in a melodious tone.