Chapter 482 (1/2)

Wei Ran and Fang Yang hide in the kitchen warehouse. When they have no choice, they suddenly hear the passionate fate March playing.

He and Fang Yang looked at each other in surprise. Fang Yang said, ”it's obviously very unusual that such music will be played in the Pope's hall. Maybe something big has happened. We have to find a way to have a look.”

Wei Ran suddenly remembered the performer named Beethoven he had met in the bar and wondered whether this classic music had been created in advance?

”We're crossing the street now. How can we get out?”

”I'm an expert in this. You wait here. I can pass the news to you on the team channel.”

With that, Fang Yang concealed his body shape and almost mixed with the environment.

He followed the music and came to the lobby. However, there was a pattern of joint trial of three departments.

In the middle of the lobby knelt a man bound by a silver thorn chain. It was Mikael.

The current Pope sits on the seat above the lobby. Under the Pope, there are the head of the Knights Templar and several Cardinals.

Then in front of Mikael stood several acquaintances, Gerrard, Cassius, and melkalin, who had fought at sea.

In addition to the three of them, there was the captain of the Austrian French parliament and another woman in red and blonde with seven colored gemstones.

Several key figures of the Austrian French Parliament are here. Others are in prison. Now they are looking for Wei Ran and Fang Yang all over the city. Look at their appearance, they are ready to win.

The Pope looked majestically at Mikael kneeling below and said, ”Mikael, I thought you had given up your ridiculous desire to restore the country and sincerely returned to the embrace of the Lord, but what you did disappointed me. Have you ever blamed yourself for the dead church colleagues? ”

Mikael was silent for a moment and recalled that more than 20 class a demon hunters died. Except those killed by the devil controlled by Charles, others died under his sword.

Not from a wry smile, ”under the crown of the Pope, up to now, I have nothing to say.”

The Pope paused his walking stick. ”Come on, are you bewitched by the nonsense of the ancient god? Where is the holy thing held by your servant? ”

Mikael raised his head and said sarcastically, ”under the Pope's crown, why do you think that thing that can summon demons is sacred?”

”Everything with its own miracles is a sacred thing given by the Lord to the world, which should be in the charge of the holy see on behalf of the Lord.”

Mikael couldn't help laughing. ”Under the crown, many people have seen the murals under the abyss temple. Don't ancient things prove that the Lord doesn't exist?”

The Pope's eyes were stern. He paused his cane again and again and angrily scolded: ”heresy! You're misinterpreting what's on the mural! ”

”Am I misinterpreting?” Mikael laughed again, ironically.

”In ancient times, ancient gods wreaked havoc on the earth. Only the LORD saved the whole world with his endless light. And in order to suppress human disputes and purify the polluted gods and people, we divide the earth and return it to the four seas, reunite people's hearts with time, promote faith and rebuild the world! ”

Everyone present was stunned and did not expect that the pope would explain the contents of the mural in this way, although the meaning of the story expressed in the mural has been very clear. Kesulu and the light tearing the sky are regarded as evil gods from outside.

But I didn't expect that the pope would explain so, completely distorting the content expressed in the mural. Now the murals have disappeared, and the interpretation of everyone present is naturally no more authoritative than the ruler of the crusade.

”Crown, you are a perfect politician!” Mikael despised.

The pope had lost patience and looked into Mikael's eyes. ”Where is the holy thing?”

Mikael laughed twice, ”what if I don't know?”

”Lie!”

When the pope said this, he closed his eyes. He didn't speak. No one dared to say more except the symphony of fate.