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Volume 1 Chapter 280 The Holy Son

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    St. Paul's Cathedral is located on the top floor of Wright City. As the highest residence of the Holy See of Light, more than half of the Holy See's high-end combat power is gathered here.  The Pope, thirteen cardinals, and twenty-eight cardinals!  Although the Holy See of Light is not known for its combat power, once the hero reaches level 12 or above, every awakened person is a strong person.  Although most of the light secret techniques are healing, there are also countless powerful secret techniques, especially the great prophecy technique.  On the white jade steps leading to St. Paul's Cathedral, a man was walking slowly. His appearance was as handsome as a stunning beauty, and his long golden hair was as dazzling as the newborn sun.  There were faint stars floating in the sapphire blue eyes.  The extremely simple monk's robe has no trace of decoration. Even so, there is an irresistible majesty in the person's movements.  Along the way, all the monks who saw this man bowed their heads respectfully, each with a humble attitude. Even a red archbishop bowed his head respectfully when he passed by, and the envy that could not be concealed became more and more obvious in his eyes.  .  The man smiled and nodded to each monk. He treated them equally regardless of their identity or cultivation level.  The man's smile was like the sunshine in winter, and wherever he walked, the sky seemed to get a little brighter.  The man walked into the cathedral step by step, and at this time, a handsome-looking male monk respectfully greeted him.  "Dear Holy Son, the Pope has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me." The monk lowered his head and slowly led the way.  The Holy Son followed behind him, but his eyes looked into the void.  Finally, it fell into the golden flame deep in the church.  The Holy Son frowned slightly, and his spring-like smile gradually faded away.  He asked: "How is the Pope's health lately?" His voice was soft, originally a male voice, but to his ears it sounded like a young girl in her twenties and eighties.  Every word is like a pearl falling to the ground, extremely beautiful.  The body of the young monk trembled slightly. Although the amplitude was not large, it could not escape the star-like eyes of the Holy Son.  He replied respectfully: "The Pope has been living in seclusion recently. He just occasionally felt cold and it's nothing serious. The Holy Son can rest assured." "That's the best." After the Holy Son finished speaking, he said no more and just followed him quietly  Keep going.  After passing through the huge main hall of the church, we turned and passed through a small road.  Go to the Pope's residence.  This is a quiet courtyard. The extremely simple room does not have any gorgeous decorations. However, in the eyes of the Holy Son, the golden flame that shoots straight into the sky lingers for a long time, stinging his skin.  The Holy Son sighed softly and opened the ajar door.  The young monk watched the Holy Son walk through the door and then retreated.  The room is not big and the furnishings are extremely simple. There is nothing else except a wooden table and four wooden chairs.  At this moment, a white-haired old man was sitting in front of the wooden table, with a pair of rimless glasses on his nose.  I am holding a thick classic and studying it carefully.  The old man's face was full of wrinkles, and his big eyelids almost blocked his vision. The age spots on his face turned dark gray, as if he had lost his life.  The Holy Son stood respectfully behind the old man and said nothing.  A pair of eyes fell on the thick classic over the old man's shoulders. He read it with gusto, and for a moment he forgot the purpose of his trip.  that's all.  The old man and the young man sat and stood, and several hours passed in the blink of an eye.  Until the old man took off his glasses.  After slowly closing the classic, the Holy Son reluctantly withdrew his gaze.  "Martin. You're here!" The old man turned around and finally raised his big eyelids, revealing a pair of amber pupils.  The Holy Son smiled slightly, patted the old man on the shoulder, and then sat next to him and said: "Old Pope, you asked me to come this time, are there any big problems that need me to deal with?" "  The Holy Son is indeed talented and intelligent, and my years of cultivation are worth it!" The Pope nodded with satisfaction, looking pleased.  Unexpectedly, the Holy Son suddenly became furious and suddenly played with his sleeves, revealing his arms as white as jade. He stood up quickly, stepped on the wooden chair with one foot, and asked like a gangster quarreling: "Old man  "Last time, you said that the Holy See was in trouble, and you deceived me. As a result, you actually let me go into danger alone and go deep into the secret realm of the Dark Dynasty to steal treasures. " The Pope said:  The Holy Son turned a blind eye to his anger. He picked up the teapot on the table and filled a cup. Then he said unhurriedly: "It was an accident last time. Although you were seriously injured, you didn't bring back any treasures. This time  But the church suffered a huge loss. But this time is different. Although we are going to the Dark Dynasty, but" "What?" The Holy Son almost jumped up when he heard this. He pointed at the Pope angrily, "Old man, you can't.  Are you afraid that I will steal your life in the real God?Did your former favor mean to kill me?  "The Pope took a sip of tea, and then sighed softly, with a rare solemn look on his face: "You don't know something. The miracles of the true God have not been revealed for hundreds of years. Although my eyes are dim, I can still see through some scenes of the past and the future.  , to tell you the truth, the Holy See of Light will be in danger of destruction.  " As soon as the Pope said these words, the Holy Son rarely made any noise. He rolled down his sleeves silently, and then sat on the wooden chair. His star-like eyes stared blankly at the tea cup in front of him and remained silent. I don't know.  What are you thinking about? The Pope didn't rush him, he just drank cup after cup of tea. After a while, the pot of good tea was exhausted. After another hour, the Holy Son finally came back to his senses.  Asked: "Tell me, what happened this time?  " "The dissipation of the blood-red tyrant's soul means that the successor of the Son of the Force has appeared.  I remember that the Holy See tried its best to suppress and kill the blood-red tyrant, but was unable to break through the last trace of his soul, leaving behind consequences.  Now that the Son of the Force has appeared again, the Holy See of Light will surely face his revenge, so we must prepare early.  " The Holy Son nodded, and then continued to ask: "What should I do?  " "Do whatever you want!  "Suddenly receiving such an answer made the Holy Son frown again. After a long time, he stood up, looked at the Pope, and finally without saying a word, opened the door and walked out. Not long after the Holy Son left, the small  A wave of force suddenly flashed through the room. A red archbishop appeared, and after bowing respectfully, he asked: "Pope, do you need me to assist the Holy Son?  After all, the origins of the Children of the Force are too weird. Haven't you always suspected that someone is controlling them behind the scenes?  " The Pope smiled slightly, and his big eyelids fell again, covering his pupils: "I did not send the Holy Son to fight the Son of the Force to death, and with his temper, he will not really take human lives.  " Upon hearing this, the red archbishop's face changed slightly, and he asked cautiously: "I don't understand.  " "The power of the Son of the Force has been recorded in the secret history of the Holy See. As long as this power is controlled by us" The red archbishop suddenly realized it before the Pope said it. He couldn't help nodding secretly, and his admiration for the Pope in his heart increased.  One point added! Atop the wild and green wilderness, East's progress had to stop because at this moment, several human teams were confronting each other in the open space in front of them, and fierce force fluctuations rose from time to time.  East didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but just when he was about to go around, a familiar figure came into his eyes. "Alice!"  "Easter couldn't help but quicken his pace. After a few ups and downs, he passed through the crowd and landed in front of the pale woman. "Easter?  " Alice happily stretched out her arms and threw herself into East's arms. At this moment, Alice's monk's robe was completely torn, revealing a large area of ??snow-white skin with many scars on it, and some even had scars on it.  There was blood. East's eyes changed, and the dark force flowed out of his hands, and the wounds on Alice's body were instantly wrapped under the nourishment of the force.  It was cleaned, not even leaving any scars ¡°What happened?  " East looked around, and there were dozens of people surrounding Alice. Many of them were strong men with level 12 heroes. "Boy, I advise you to leave this witch as soon as possible, otherwise you will definitely end up with a dead body.  fate.  "A middle-aged man said with a stern face. "Easter frowned. He could feel Alice's arms holding him began to tighten. His soft body couldn't help but lean towards him, and his body began to shake inadvertently.  Standing up, obviously frightened to the extreme, East sneered: "You keep saying she is a witch, but in my eyes, I just see a group of you surrounding her. If you don't give me an explanation today, what will happen to you?"  No one can leave here alive.  " " After East said that, the surrounding force suddenly gathered into his body. East's eyes became brighter and brighter, and even colorful spots began to appear. East glanced at all the awakened people around him.  He subconsciously took a step back, as if his body was seen through by East at a glance. Even the middle-aged man who spoke had a wary look on his face, and the Force vortex in his body actually turned unconscious under East's gaze.  Turning. Alice whispered in East's ear: "They set up checkpoints in front and didn't let anyone pass.  I just wounded a few of their companions, and they have been chasing me all the way here.  "Alice said, her eyes turned red. She was obviously wronged after running away all the way. At this moment, when she saw East, her stubborn heart began toHua Hua couldn't help crying. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????? For some reason, seeing the tears in Alice's eyes, East's heart felt as if a huge boulder was blocked, making him unable to breathe smoothly, and even aching. He suddenly stretched out his hand, and the Flame Slash appeared silently.  In the opponent's horrified eyes, the giant sword with both hands has been slashed down!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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