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Chapter 1597 An Evil City

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    Wang Kunlun looked at the pensive Xiang Que and asked, "Are you afraid that you will be used as a gun?"

    A thought flashed through Xiang Que's head just now. The enmity between the Holy See and Satan has lasted for an unknown amount of time, so Xiang Que was a little unsure whether the Pope wanted to use him as a weapon, under the guise of exorcising the curse on the child.  To lure him, throw Xiang Que a huge piece of fat, so that he can't eat it.

    Xiang Que smiled wryly and said: "Whether it's a gun or not is not important anymore, forget it, don't think about it, anyway, I owe a huge favor to the Holy See, no matter whether this curse can be broken, I will do it  It¡¯s nothing to lose, it¡¯s good to be broken, but if you can¡¯t break it, the child still has to stay in the Holy See, it¡¯s just a favor.¡±

    A day later, Xiang Que went to find the Pope, who seemed not at all surprised by his decision, and gave Xiang Que a map that had been prepared a long time ago.

    "In legend, there are ten entrances to hell in the west, but only three have been found so far to be conclusive, the gate of hell in Hierapolis, the crater of Masaya, and the seven gates of hell in Pennsylvania.  There have been fallen angels, but they were sealed later. This time, Satan¡¯s fallen angels reappeared, and they definitely did not come out of these three gates of hell. After checking, I found that they should be very close to us. Legend has it that the  There is a crack called the Lax Curtius crack. This crack has been continuously expanding before, but it suddenly began to close more than two hundred years ago. Now it is nothing more than a pothole.  They were all circled, and the holy light of the Holy See shone there, and it was found that the holy light was swallowed up by the boundless darkness and evil, so I guess, this time the fallen angel should come out of the crack of Lacus Curtius  On the map that the Pope handed to Xiang Que, the Roman Forum was marked on it, and the corners of the square were circled with a red pen. It was a bit like a sewer structure, and the top was sealed by a manhole cover.

    After reading it, Xiang Que raised his head and asked, "How can the curse be undone?"

    "Satan is a devil, the most evil thing in this world, the blood flowing in his body is full of darkness, evil, and the breath of the devil"

    After the Pope finished speaking, Xiang Que giggled. If he understood correctly, the Pope meant to ask him to fetch a drop of Satan's blood back?

    What status does this Satan belong to? He was the archangel before God. After his rebellion, he became the most famous fallen angel in the Western world.  He is almost on an equal footing with Lord Hades.

    Let Xiang Que go to take a drop of Satan's blood, there is no doubt that he will be sent to death.

    While Xiang Que was in a daze, the Pope explained: "The great battle hundreds of years ago injured Satan so badly that he had no choice but to return to hell to recuperate. Only a hundred years have passed, and he won't recover so quickly.  I guess the current Satan should not be much different from me, maybe a little bit stronger?"

    Xiang Que was a little anxious: "Don't estimate, my lord Pope, there are many stories in the West about the fact that intelligence is not allowed to exhaust the armed forces. If you make a wrong estimate, I'm afraid I will never return."

    The Pope blinked mischievously, and said, "I have no other choice but to estimate."

    "Old rascal, you're laughing so treacherously." Xiang Que snorted angrily, and asked puzzledly, "Since fallen angels appeared outside the Vatican, why didn't you catch them and ask them?"

    "Fallen angels are Satan's most loyal lackeys"

    Wang Kunlun explained: "Two days ago, they moved their hands. As soon as these angels were captured, they would immediately explode themselves. It's very natural."

    Two days later, at the entrance of the city wall from the Vatican to Rome, Kong Dejing hugged the child as if she was seeing off her husband who left home, and watched the death squad captain Xiang Que leave.

    "Son, remember that you have a great father. Although your fate is unfortunate, you are fortunate to have a father who goes around for you and goes through life and death"

    Wang Kunlun drove Xiang Que to the Roman Forum. There were still people coming and going in the square under the night. The two sat in the car, smoking and chatting, waiting quietly.

    After midnight, the square was empty around the early morning. The two opened the car door and came to a corner. There was a sewer under their feet, covered with a manhole cover.

    Wang Kunlun bent down and lifted the manhole cover, a dark and uncomfortable breath suddenly came out.

    "Who would have thought that the entrance to hell is actually in the sewer? Why is it not high-end at all? Look at our Fengdu ghost town, which has a very high-end style," Wang Kunlun said.

    "This is hell, we were in hell, it was different"

    The hell in the West is dedicated to those aliensThe place prepared by pilgrims or devils is not a place for normal people to reincarnate after death, so it is relatively low-key.

    Frowning and feeling the unpleasant smell in his nose, Xiang Que covered his mouth and said, "Wait for me how the hell are you going to get down here?"

    "Hold your breath, come on!"

    "Shua" Xiang Que stepped forward and jumped into the sewer. When he landed, the sticky and smelly sewage covered his knees, and he walked forward dripping with stinky water, making a splashing sound.

    Fortunately, the sewers in Rome are a bit smelly, but they are still relatively spacious. It is not a problem to run a car, at least not aggrieved.

    The forks in the sewer are intricate, and there are sewage outlets everywhere. If you don¡¯t know the road, it is easy to go wrong. Fortunately, the map given to him by the Pope roughly marked the lower position, showing that the entrance to hell should be in a crack.  It's about a kilometer or so down.

    A few minutes later, Xiang Que followed the marks on the map and found the crack. The sewage in the sewer was slowly flowing down the crack. The crack was similar to the crack after a big earthquake. It was bottomless and black.  Discredited.

    "Damn it, do you still have to jump down?" Xiang Que hesitated and muttered, and then jumped down without any hesitation.

    After Xiang Que jumped down, the cold and biting breath in the gap made people shiver, and there was a whistling wind in his ears, and Xiang Que's toes brushed against the cliffs on both sides from time to time to slow down his falling speed.

    A few minutes later, when Xiang Que stretched out his leg and wanted to step on it again, his foot missed, and he hit the ground unprepared.

    This is a desolate world. If you have to describe it, it's a bit like Mount Molu, with gusty winds, barren land, and no vegetation. It's simply like a place where humans can live.

    "Shua" Suddenly, a hundred meters away from Xiang Que, a black shadow suddenly rushed into the air, with a pair of wings stretched out from both sides of his body.

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