Chapter 142: Judgment Day (1/2)

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.”