Chapter 2108 (1/2)
The holy city of the west, the headquarters of the temple of light.
In the eyes of the western world, the temple of light is much higher and more divine than the temple of darkness.
In the eyes of ordinary people in the west, the dark temple is the existence of terror and sin, while the temple of light is just the opposite. They are gods. They are lighthouses sent by the father to save all living beings. They are lofty and inviolable mountains. It seems that all the words of praise in this world can not describe the beauty of the temple of light.
But the world doesn't know that in fact, there are only a group of ordinary people living in the temple of light, which they revere as gods. They will grow old, die and get sick, and they will also have boundless ambitions.
In the holy city at this moment, in the magnificent palace of his holiness, two people who do not belong to the temple of light stand proudly.
On the throne of the temple of light, the Pope's old body was a little lazy, and the staff of light, which proved his absolute authority, was leaning aside.
Today's Pope is not wearing a dragon's robe, nor wearing a purple gold crown. He is only wearing a white long shirt all over his body. Obviously, the people he wants to see today do not have much sense of formality.
The man standing in front of the pope at this moment is a black cloak with a bronze mask on his face, which forms a sharp contrast in the palace.
Facing the Pope, the familiar hoarse voice suddenly came out with a trace of smile.
”Ha ha, Pandora, I didn't expect that you've been so old for so many years. In retrospect, when I saw you for the first time, you were just a child? ”
In this whole western land, there are only a few people who dare to speak to the Pope of the temple of light like this. One is Vivian, Queen of the dark temple, and the other is the son of Sun God in the Sun Temple. As for the last one, it is naturally the master of Shura hall, ye Shura.
Ye Xiuluo, who is good at the East, has experienced countless years of wind, frost, snow and rain. He is a legendary existence among the four temples.
Because the other three temples, whether the Pope, the blood emperor, or the son of the sun god, have been replaced by several waves of people, but only this ye Shura is still alive in this world.
If the Pope did not recognize the unique voice of yeshura, he would have doubted that there would have been someone else under the bronze mask.
For ye Xiuluo's ridicule, the Pope could only smile awkwardly: ”I can't help it. I want to live forever, but it's just an extravagant hope. After all, not everyone has the peculiar ability of your Oriental people. ”
With that, the Pope looked up at Ye Shura with a bad smile: ”master ye, I remember that you have been wearing this bronze mask since I saw the first face of you. Sometimes I wonder what kind of face is behind your mask, whether he will be old or not...”
Obviously, the Pope's words are very emotional.
But ye Xiuluo didn't let him go on. He immediately interrupted with a smile: ”Pandora, your curiosity is not small. But you don't have to be so curious. If you really want to know, will it be clear if you use your great deduction of the temple of light? ”
Being choked by Ye Xiuluo, the Pope coughed twice and said bitterly: ”the master of Ye temple is joking. Great deduction is the ability of all the generations of the Pope to protect his life. Even if it was the last Pope, he did not dare to use it without authorization. How dare I abolish the public for personal gain?”