The King of Special Warfare

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The candlelight was swaying in the darkness, this was an almost vast temple.

The gleam of the candlelight shimmered slightly, and where the light converged, a new idol stood there, bathed in a subtle light, and looked at the darkness around with pity.

The old man in a white robe kneeled before the idol and prayed reverently.

The darkness was deep, the candlelight was faint, and the prayers were silent. The whole hall seemed to have completely solidified.

There are windows in the temple.

The sound of clear but weird waves came, with the sound of numerous pieces of crushed ice crashing together. The ice wind in the deep Arctic Ocean whistled into the temple. An uneasy breath.

The idol is still compassionate.

The old man remained silent.

Murray looked at the old man in front of the statue with a calm expression, but his heart beat faster and faster.

Another icy wind roared past, like a knife.

The curtain in the temple was blown up, and the candlelight began to spread in the stern wind.

The faint flame seemed to burn out of thin air, and the bits of light scattered in every corner of the hall, extremely soft.

The old man opened his eyes, and his voice was strangely soft and low: "God's eyes are watching here, and the light is about to come."

He raised his hand slightly.

The candlelight in the whole hall is burning more and more vigorously, and the dim yellow light from the numerous residual candles gradually turns white, pure and almost dazzling.

"But these are fake."

Murray looked at the old man in front of him, and said calmly.

"God created everything naturally."

The old man said with a smile.

Murray's body tightened, as if she were facing an enemy.

Throughout the Holy See, only one person is eligible to wear a white robe, and only one person is eligible to wear a white dress.

The latter is the Virgin.

The former is the Pope.

Only the Pope.

No one can imagine that after the helpless withdrawal from the city of Raki, the already anxious Holy See did not withdraw from Eastern Europe, but the Pope came to him. Obviously, for the interests of Eastern Europe, the Pope was unwilling to give up.

"who are you?"

The pope walked around in the vast temple at random, and his tone was casual: "Merald, I need an explanation for all of this. If nothing happens, after Eastern Europe, you will have many options, such as staying in the Holy Disarmament Corps, I will give you more autonomy, and I even want you to go to the temple as the new Grand Cavalier, or stay in Eastern Europe and be the spokesperson for the Holy See in Eastern Europe. "

The Pope said lightly: "I thought of many possibilities, all about you. I dare to use you, but I didn't expect that you gave me such a big surprise."

He paused and continued: "Who are you?"

"Her Majesty, does it really matter who I am? The important thing is that I saved Aresis' life."

Melad quietly said that on the night of Judgment Day, he rescued Aresis under the most unlikely circumstances, and the hidden strength was fully exposed. The news could not be concealed at all. Arisis brought back the Holy See's secret base. For him, the reveal of identity is not a big deal. The most important thing is that with his identity revealed, some quietly changing plans must be implemented by him.

For example, convince the Pope.

"In fact, if you don't hide your strength, you will join forces with Aresis, and the situation may not be what it is now."

The Pope and Yan Yue said, "You have betrayed the glory of God and caused a huge loss to the Holy See. Why?"

Murray was silent for a while, shaking his head with a bitter smile.

"Betrayal is sin."

The Pope slowly said, "But God is merciful, and will forgive your sins, and allow you to enter the kingdom of God, and repent, Murray."

He slammed his fingers in the swaying candlelight.

A huge crisis broke through suddenly

The bottom shrouded Molled.

The deadly danger rushed from all directions.

He started to retreat subconsciously.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

An almost crazy roar suddenly cut through the night.

The whole temple shook suddenly in the roar.

All the light in the temple shattered instantly.

Molled opened her eyes suddenly.

The Pope stood not far from him.

The little candlelight was still there, but it was much smaller.

And he had kneeled before the idol, holding a steel knife, and had scratched the skin of his chest.

Blood ran down.

With only a little more effort, Molled could pierce his heart with his own hands.

For a while, Molled was sweating coldly.

After Judgment Day ended, Molled and Aresis entered the Holy See's secret base in Recchi City for the first time.

The pope prayed the first time.

The prayer was not an hour, not a day, but a whole few days and nights. Even when the other members of the Holy See formally left the city of Recki, the Pope never moved.

The prayer continued until just now.

The pope who ended his prayers was not weak, but his energy and spirit reached its peak completely. In his spiritual realm, as long as he thought, Mered was completely in crisis, not even able to fight back.

Is this transcendence?

With shortness of breath, Moled's panic, who was walking on the edge of life and death, turned into extreme anger.

He suddenly looked up at the Pope, and said with a fierce voice, "Her Majesty, are you going to kill me? How dare you kill me ?!"

"Yes you need to repent."

The pope's voice was gentle and calm.

"Well, remorse, use my own life?"

Molled laughed out loud. "How are you now? I'm still alive, you haven't been able to kill me."

"This is God's will."

The Pope slowly said, "God gives you life, and you should thank God."

Molled stared at the Pope.

Sweat and blood kept flowing from him.

The Pope stared at Murad quietly, his eyes bottoming out.

Before long, Molled took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and drew a cross on his chest.

The Pope smiled with satisfaction.

"I like your attitude now."

He poured himself a glass of water and took a sip: "God created all things, and everyone must remain in awe until the great light."

He poured another glass of water and handed it to Murray: "So, who are you?"

Molled looked at the glass of water and was afraid to pick it up for a while.

In the spiritual realm of the Pope, even if he is a master who is infinitely close to the peak and invincibility, at this time he is afraid to determine his current state, and even less to believe his perception.

What he saw was the water handed over by the pope, but who knew what it was?

He took a deep breath and bit his teeth. "Who am I? It doesn't matter."

"I want to know your identity, and you refuse to answer, it's arrogance."

Pope speaks to the temperament and Tao.

Pride is sin.

Mered hesitated, and slowly said, "I am a disciple."

The Pope's body suddenly stiffened.

The candlelight around seemed to be slightly turbulent.

"disciple?"

His tone was a little stunned: "Whose disciples?"

"Naturally His Majesty's disciples."

Melad calmly said, "Her Majesty, my return this time, and bringing back His Highness Aresis, is to show our sincerity, and Her Majesty wants to cooperate with the Holy See to conspire the Eastern Europe situation.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty."

The Pope repeated twice and gave a deep glance at Murray: "Who is your Majesty?"

Dark world

His Majesty recognized only two people.

Sword Emperor Tian Zi.

There is the Pope.

And now Her Majesty's Majesty is obviously not Wang Tianzong.

"I do not know."

The disciples answered calmly.

The pope narrowed his eyes and smiled suddenly: "Can I understand that you betrayed the Holy See, and the Majesty who made you betray the Holy See, your true master, you don't even know who he is?"

"It does not matter."

Melad calmly said, "I don't care what he is, but he can give me what I want."

"what do you want?"

The Pope suddenly asked seriously.

Molled smiled at himself: "What I want, the Holy See can't give it."

The pope was silent.

"I can't believe this cooperation."

The pope was silent for a long time before calmly said, "But I don't mind you talking about what I can get with my Majesty."

"What you can get depends on what you want and what you intend to give."

Melad means a lot.

The Pope smiled and said calmly: "I don't want to give anything until I have a complete plan, but you can try to convince me to use your life."

The meaning of this statement is obvious.

Being in the realm of the Pope, Mollad can only let the Pope handle it. If cooperation fails today, Mollad naturally cannot live.

Melad thought for a moment, calmly, "Your Majesty can give you the divine power that the Holy See has always wanted."

He calmly said: "Eastern religion in Eastern Europe has been overthrown, and the faith of all the people in the Snow Country and even the five Eastern European countries can be given to you."

"Granted?"

The Pope laughed, his laughter was extremely cold: "It's arrogant. There is a great God in this world, and no one is qualified to give me anything."

"Then change it."

Molled said casually: "Trading, the divine power you most want, your Majesty can trade to you."

The pope leaned on the sofa and slowly said, "Why does your Majesty think he can give me these things?"

He glanced at Mered, meaning: "Five Eastern European countries, but Li Tianlan's world."

"So far, no one can deny this."

Melad nodded: "The five Eastern European countries really belong to Li Tianlan, but sometimes, in a sensitive period, the direction of the five Eastern European countries is determined by Central Europe."

"Nakasu ..."

The pope murmured, thoughtfully.

"As for the snow country, the Holy See's roots in the snow country are basically not shallow. When the general situation has been set, Her Majesty will naturally work from behind to make the entire Holy See unblocked in the snow country.

Murray continued.

The pope looked at Merrad, his eyes calming.

Mered hesitated, and slowly said, "Her Majesty, if you agree to cooperate with us, we can now show enough sincerity."

"Sincerity?"

The corner of the pope's mouth raised gently: "For example?"

"Polar Alliance."

"If you intended, the entire Polar Alliance would be our sincerity to the Holy See."

The pope's body shook suddenly.

"If you had intended, we should probably change places now."

Murray said lightly.

"Where?"

The pope narrowed his eyes and finally became serious.

"Murmans."

The pope lowered his head and pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "If you can cooperate, what do you want?"

In the darkness, Merlade smiled with a few teeth. He looked at the pope and calmly made his request: "We want the Templars."