Thriller Trainee

The cathedral is brightly lit, with layers of light spots on the very symmetrical structure of the granite floor, illuminating the sacred fruits wrapped in the vine pattern.

The pope's winter shoulder coat is made of velvet inlaid with mink fur, and the edges are covered with complicated gold threads. The back swing is dragged onto the clean and shiny floor. He wears a triple crown on his head, a white gold holy band on his body, a golden bishop's scepter in his left hand, and a ruby ​​ring in his right hand, which symbolizes the supreme representative of Christ in the world.

After the trainee was taken to the church by the police officer, the pope finally turned around from the front of the altar.

His front face is the same age as his back, with a layer of soft black hair drooping around his ears, and his immature face is not much bigger than the palm of an adult. A pair of big eyes flicker and flicker, long down eyelashes cover the flashing light inside, like the famous little love cupid in ancient Greek mythology, innocent and innocent.

It seems that the boy is only five or six years old, not to mention wearing a heavy triple crown, even the scepter should be unsteady.

But he did hold it firmly. Not only did he hold it steady, he even looked decent when standing in front of the altar.

His back was straight and his face straightened, he could see that he was trying very hard to portray himself as a majestic adult.

However, it is a pity that because of his height, one can see from the floor where the church is standing. If it weren’t for the pope’s crown with countless precious stones on his head, the real height of the little pope is actually not much higher than the altar, so cute. People can't help but laugh.

The little pope was just a six-year-old. Although surprised, the trainees didn't think there was anything wrong, and so did the barrage.

[Wow, this little pope is so cute! 】

[The cute and loving little boy awsl! Xiao Zhengtai's mother loves you! ! 】

[I don’t know why, I always feel that this Xiaozheng Tai looks familiar? But I stared at him for a long time, as if I didn’t find out what was wrong... Strange, forget it, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, this kid is really cute he】

Except for Zong Jiu.

The appearance of the six-year-old child has not yet grown, but since childhood, the pope's delicate facial features have been able to guess that his future appearance will never be crooked.

Everyone can't think of demons for the first time, and one of them is probably due to age.

Second, it may be because in fact, except for Zong Jiu, the impression of no.1 was that he was there during the second selection, and his throne was at the highest point of the studio. Many people even raised their heads. It's hard to see clearly; as for Las Vegas, the number of trainees who can squeeze into the innermost circle of the Central Casino is still in the minority.

Three words...maybe because of temperament.

This smaller demon is completely different from no.1 in adulthood. Everything.

But Zong Jiu can be 100% sure that the little pope standing in front of him is his old enemy. As for how he can identify it, it can only be said that there is a wonderful telepathy and intuition between the old enemy and the old enemy.

If you can't even recognize your old enemy, what kind of old enemy is it!

Good guy, the demons are all popes.

The white-haired youth stood in place with a cold face.

Sure enough, this copy is still destroyed.

Anthony stood beside him. Although he had a grumpy temper because of being a subordinate all the time, he was completely immersed in his observation of words and colors. Seeing him frown, he immediately lowered his voice and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Zong Jiu shook his head silently, "Not sure yet."

The demon temperament in adulthood is easy to distinguish. It is the kind of sharp malice that is incompatible with the whole world. The madness that fills him is definitely the most sick one since Zong Jiu Chuanshu has contacted so many people before and after.

And now, even if it is certain that it is the same person, the aura on the little pope is so peaceful, even if a little sly is leaked when his eyes are flowing, it is far from the thick and breathless evil thoughts on the adult demon.

Even the colors of the pupils are different.

The black wizard's green pupils are because he is a Nordic, Fanzhuo's red eyes are because he is a blood clan, and Zong Jiu has light pink eyes because the original owner has albinism and is born with a lack of synthetic melanin.

The pupils of the devil are dark golden, very recognizable. This color is also called amber, which is so rare that it is inconceivable.

The pupils of the little pope in front of him were serious black and brown, ordinary and unremarkable. They looked different from the cold and brilliant dark gold of no.1.

"By the way, if you have a chance, try to listen to as much news about the second main line mission these days."

Zong Jiu looked straight ahead and said in a voice that only Anthony could hear.

Anthony was taken aback for a moment, "Why?"

"The first main line is obviously problematic. What's more, you have also heard that half-vampires can't pass Judgment Day, why?"

The white-haired young man glanced at him with a faint smile, "If you take the first main line, you have to explain here, are you not in a hurry?"

In a moment, it was rare for a half-vampire to wonder what it was like.

He has always been hostile to the magician.

From Las Vegas, the opponent won a lot of chips from him, and Anthony was quite prejudiced against him from the time he slapped him in public. Due to His Royal Highness's order, the Deserted Village dungeon suppressed his thoughts of wanting to go to bed. Later, if it hadn’t been known that this was the person who had been married to His Royal Highness, the news was shocking enough even though the marriage contract was invalidated, and Anthony would not be as quiet as a chicken.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zong Jiu showed absolute strength.

But this time, the other party clearly knew the prejudice he had in his heart. There is even no need to close the team. After all, he is a "naturally holy person" as the npc personally said.

After a long time, even when Zong Jiu thought that the other party would not speak again, Anthony murmured.

"Got it."

"Welcome everyone to the city of good."

While Zong Jiu and Anthony were whispering, the little pope spoke.

His gaze swept across everyone standing below, and stayed on the white-haired magician for a long time.

Even the gaze gives people a completely different feeling.

Zong Jiu can almost rule out the possibility of disguise.

After a pause for almost five seconds, the little pope looked away.

"Guests from afar, the journey is far away, the boats and cars are tired, please take a seat."

He walked down from the high platform, raised the hand with the ruby ​​right ring, and motioned for the trainees to sit down on the black benches in the church.

The appearance of this little host is another knowing smile.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion. The cathedral in the town feels very comfortable.

Not only believers praying outside the church, but also the white doves that occasionally pass by the corner of the window, the pages of the scriptures that are raised by the wind on the preaching stage, or the unknown mass incense burning indoors. The mood that makes people easily restless slowly calms down.

The trainees' tight body and spirit began to relax and sat down on the seats.

The seat is very intimately covered with a layer of soft cushions, and you will not feel cold when you sit down.

"I know you must have a lot of doubts, please don't worry, I will talk about it next time."

The little pope said unhurriedly with a childlike voice.

......

In the next time, he almost perfectly solved all the puzzles of the trainees.

"Judgment Day is the day they set--"

The little pope pointed to the sky and pretended to draw a cross on his chest, "There are still seven days, oh no, today is the first day, and the seventh day is the day of judgment. You still have five days to eliminate the sins on your arms."

"This city is called the city of good, but since we are humans and not sages, we are bound to be born with sins. As long as we have evil thoughts or commit sins, the residents of the town will also appear on their arms. The black line of sin."

He explained, motioning for the officer to open his sleeves.

The police officer immediately understood, chanting in a low voice very quickly: "Praise Satan!"

Sure enough, as soon as the voice fell, a black line was slowly forming on the officer's exposed arm.

"People in the town can come to the confession room to ask me to confess, frankly confess the crimes they have committed, sincerely regret it, and remove the black lines on their arms."

The little papal police officer nodded, and the latter put down his sleeves and walked to the dark brown cabin by the church wall.

This small wooden house was built on the side of the church wall, separated by a wooden board inside, and dark purple curtains hung on both sides.

Confession is a sacrament of the Roman Catholic Church. Believers who have committed sins only need to confide their sins to the clergy on the other side of the board in the house, and the clergy can perform sacramental pardon and forgiveness.

This is why it is often said that the clergy is the most known source.

"I'm not sure that this method will work for you, because some outsiders have tried it."

The little pope paused, "But in order to ensure rigor, I will hold the sacrament of confession after the explanation is over. Guests are welcome to come and try."

"Then apart from this method, is there any way to eliminate the evil?" Xu Su asked.

"Have."

The little pope walked down the steps and pointed to the sky outside.

"Under the land is hell. There is a city of evil in hell, just behind the city of good. As you imagine, that world is full of malice that is contrary to the city of good."

"Recently approaching Judgment Day, the residents of the City of Evil have also begun to feel restless. Whenever the full moon hangs high, this mirror city will connect with the City of Good in the reflection of the water."

"The Evil City is the existence of evil, and the guns previously issued to everyone serve this purpose. If the residents of the Evil City can be eliminated at night, it will be able to counteract the evil."

It's all truthful.

Zong Jiu had been observing the reduced version of the demon without a trace, and the doubts in his heart became more and more serious.

"By the way, I heard Granny Maria say that there is a holy person among the guests?"

Suddenly, the little pope turned around and looked over with interest, with undisguised curiosity in his eyes.

"A person who is born holy can live through the Judgment Day without confession or hunting for sins. It is the good luck of God's favor."

"It just so happens...I hit this beautiful big brother as soon as we met, and we fell in love with each other."

A sweet smile appeared on the little devil's face, "Why don't you stay with me in the church these few days, brother?"