Chapter 242 (1/2)

”Welcome to you.” The current Pope, Nicholas pereds, stood on the prayer platform in front of the New Testament Church and looked down on SIVI: ”the chosen one.”

As the supreme leader of the pure white Vatican, Nicholas was wearing a pure white prayer dress, covered with a silver white cloak, which was similar to the mass robe, all the way to the ground, and the snow-white shoes were polished, as if even a person could be reflected. Apart from others, this kind of super formal dress only gives people a sense of dignity that the superior should have.

Of course, it's not that Nicholas, who is over 50 years old and has white temples, is not dignified. In fact, his appearance is very consistent with the image of a tough old man in Sylvie's mind. His knife like firm face is full of traces left by vicissitudes. Even if he doesn't do anything, he doesn't say anything. He just stands there and is dignified Temperament comes into being.

But it is not the old man who stands at one of the highest points of human beings that attracts his most attention, but the hat he wears, or the crown representing his papal identity.

It's a silver white triple crown made of unknown metal. No matter what the meaning of the crown itself, it seems very valuable, but in the middle of the crown is a delicate antenna

After being put on by those who are recognized as popes, the antenna will form a light ball as bright as the sun according to the divine magic power or Oracle power in the contemporary Pope's body.

Nicholas peredes is no exception. Now the old man has a white light ball slightly bigger than basketball. Maybe it's a deliberate convergence of brightness. At the moment, the light bulb looks like a big light bulb.

Generally, the Aboriginal people in the eastern plains may be flattered by the official reception of the Pope's representative, and feel that the image of the Pope is full of dignity and holiness. And Sylvie is a different kind of guy.

He couldn't help but look at the huge ball of light on Nicholas's head several times. He even felt puzzled and said, ”even if you become a pope, you can head the ball...” And the idea that you're so perverse in this world.

Fortunately, Sylvie still knows how to behave. He tries to control his expression and doesn't let these thoughts show on his face. Otherwise, he may be received by the Vatican and will be hunted down by the Vatican

Without thinking about it in the sky, Sylvie questioned Nicholas' words: ”the chosen one Are you talking about me He asked, pointing to his nose.

Although his actions were more casual and informal, Nicholas did not reject it. Instead, he continued to nod his head with his majestic expression: ”although there is no sign, you who can break the abyss demon plan many times in a row is indeed the chosen one.”

”Well, I think you've got the wrong person...” Seeing that the other side was so sure, Sylvie was embarrassed.

The name of Tianxuan always reminds him of the online novels several years ago

The God chooses the peat, the labor and capital are the walkers! He silently make complaints about it in his heart.

Sylvie knows his own business best. He knows that he doesn't have the ability to save the world in the novel. If he didn't have the college system, he would have died several times.

Even those successful attempts to destroy the plans of vampires and abyss demons are purely coincidental, and have nothing to do with God's choice

”Needless to say, it's not a bad thing.”