The Dragon of Gluttony starts from the hell plane

Chapter 307 St. Phelps

Luofeng Church is the church located in the capital of Luofeng Empire. In fact, it is not much different from churches in other places.

Beautiful hollow dome, huge hanging cross, broadcasting equipment for playing hymns...

Exquisite sculptures can be found in any corner of the church, carvings of a man holding a ray of light and a holy white dove.

It was a statue of the god of light and the dove.

Although the two gods have not responded for a long time, the Holy See and Heaven still believe in them.

In other words, each uses his or her own understanding to act on God’s will...

Today is Sunday.

On such a day, priests would come to nearby churches to worship...listen to the priest's sermons and eat Holy Communion.

However, today is a little different from the usual Sundays.

On the one hand, in the corner of the church, standing against the wall, was a tall woman wearing a black robe and holding a sickle.

On the other hand, it is more important...

The priest who is [preaching] today is an old man with a huge crown and white hair.

St. Phelps.

Today's Pope.

Nesta leaned against the wall quietly, watching the service led by her grandfather until the final chorus.

"Our wishes are directed to..."

"~~~"

"..."

The last hymn chorus came to an end, and in the solemnity, the service gradually ended... most people left the church.

A small group of people went to the confession room.

Looking at St. Phelps who was packing the holy scriptures on the table, Nesta simply said: "Grandpa, aren't you going to the confessional to listen to the confession?"

In response, the Pope calmly shook his head, and then did not speak, but just waited for everyone to leave.

Nesta Phelps, although it can hardly be said to be a member of the Holy See, but a subordinate of the angel...

Although there is indeed a relationship, it is difficult to say exactly what the connection is.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to use the example of the police and the military.

To describe it, it's like the granddaughter of the Minister of Public Security went to the military to become a cadre... That's pretty much what it feels like.

Is this a promotion in name?

However, many insiders subconsciously believe that Nesta is disgusted with the surname Phelps and what it represents.

In fact, their [subconscious] minds are basically the same.

However, there are some subtle deviations.

For example, what is the [degree] of Nesta’s disgust?

In fact, this level is not too deep...just the level of [not wanting to become the next pope].

She can still give a good look to her relatives.

"So, why did you call me?"

Nesta asked as she watched everyone in the church leave, leaving only her grandfather and granddaughter.

As for Nesta's inquiry...

"Perhaps, not all invitations in the world must have some kind of reason...no matter you or me."

When the Pope said this, he spoke in a strange way: "The blood itself... is the reason."

"..."

In response, Nesta sighed and looked at the old man in front of her: "Grandpa, you have become more and more lost."

As she said this, there was obvious sigh and pity in Nesta's eyes.

In response, the Pope slowly opened his eyes that had been squinted, revealing his vertical pupils shining with dazzling golden light.

It's like a snake-like vertical pupil.

"No, not lost."

The Pope said, he spoke very slowly, but it seemed to have a sacred undertone: "There has never been such a moment... I am so awake."

With such simple words, the Pope let out a sigh of relief and put his hand on the holy book in front of the table: "The answer is already in front of me."

The answer...?

As the pope's granddaughter, Nesta naturally knew what the answer was - the answer to save the world.

The first answer given by the entire Holy See is [get close to God to save the world], which means to gather more faith to help the gods cross the boundary and reach the tenth level.

But there is no doubt that it failed.

Originally, the Holy See thought that the gathering of faith was not enough, but now Nesta has found a new answer.

"Grandpa, have you ever heard of what [deconstruction] is?"

Nesta said this, and she sighed: "When a faith is spread farther and farther, then this faith will be dismantled by the believers and restructured... After being reorganized again and again, it will be different from the It’s a far cry from my original self.”

The Pope was obviously stunned by Nesta's words...

Although I could almost guess that it was a similar reason, after hearing what Nesta said... it finally became clear.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Because the path the Pope is looking for now is no longer this.

"Yes... deviations in belief are inevitable."

The Pope spoke slowly, and then showed a very confident expression: "Just insert the anchor of yourself that you have found."

Plug in the found anchor of yourself.

This is said lightly... Doesn't his grandfather have the same brain circuit as Nananoshima Semu?

Nesta, who was sighing a little, looked at her grandfather whose speaking style was increasingly influenced by the snake scale powder: "Then where does [Anchor] come from?"

In response to Nesta's words, the Pope said nothing, but pointed to his own eyes, indicating the shining scene inside.

Its meaning is also readily apparent - snake scale powder.

But what does this mean?If you just use snake scale powder, you won't get lost... Haha, how can that be such a good thing?

In that case, there wouldn't be so many crazy gods born in the world.

"To be lost is a noble and arrogant thing."

The Pope said kindly. He raised his head seriously and looked at the white dove and the statue of light in front of him: "Only intelligent creatures will be lost."

This is just nonsense.

It is impossible for non-intelligent creatures to become demigods or even gods... I have never seen a stone on the roadside become a god, so there is something to be said for being a stone man.

"Except for the intelligent races... wait."

Nesta suddenly realized something. She shuddered and was instantly shocked by her grandfather's madness and determination.

"Grandpa you!"

Nesta looked at the pope who was increasingly affected by the snake scale powder. She said in disbelief: "Are you still a grandpa now?"

"..."

While sighing at Nesta's intelligence, St. Phelps smiled and nodded: "At this moment, it's the same as usual..."

"But after all, at some point in the future, I will become [me] with all my experiences and everything. Whether it will be the same as before... I can't be sure."

To the Pope who spoke slowly, Nesta's pupils trembled: "In that case, you will be considered dead... No, will you still be considered alive at that time?"

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"There is no need to distinguish life and death too clearly."

The Pope said, although he had been speaking slowly, he still looked tired at the moment: "But I am old."

The prime of life in this world is quite long...

Taking short-lived humans as an example, as long as they keep practicing or meditating, humans can live to be three hundred years old... If there is a strong leap in class, they can survive even longer.

Moreover, what is extended on this basis is youth and adulthood...

In other words, people will stay in their twenties or thirties for a long time.

Then, in the end, he became more mature, mature, vicissitudes of life, and older.

The appearance of the Pope at this moment can already prove that he has experienced a long life, as he said...

He is old.

Even though he is already a demigod, even though his lifespan is theoretically extended to the unpredictable future, he is still getting older.

If nothing else happens, maybe he will [die of old age], right?

Nesta no longer wanted to ask about the reason... This was one of the reasons why she couldn't hate the grandfather in front of her.

St. Phelps was a man who tried his best to save the world.

"People will grow old."

The Pope said this and looked at Nesta in front of him: "The faith brought by the position can be passed on... Nesta."

Having said that, Nesta completely understood the reason why her grandfather called her here...

In other words, his grandfather has already decided.

She will be the next pope!

Does this have a royal feel to it?

If it wasn't Nesta, then the designated person would definitely recite a poem - Gou Li... ahem, but he didn't.

"I reject."

But Nesta just said this simply. She and the old man looked at each other: "Grandpa, you have determined your own path, but I have also chosen mine."

Saying this, Nesta was very confident: "I am now the partner of the brave and the devil...the path to salvation is extremely clear."

Brave?

I have to admit, that might be a good choice...

"Brave...you know?"

The Pope said this, and then under the gaze of Nesta, who frowned, he understood something: "It seems you don't know."

"..."

My own grandfather becomes more of a riddle every time we meet.

Makes people confused.

In Nesta's confused expression, St. Phelps sighed: "From the beginning, there was no destined devil or hero."

As he said this, with Nesta's shocked expression, he coldly told the truth: "The brands of the brave man and the demon king were forged by angels and demons respectively... This is just a hope."

"It's just a hope to feed the world."

"..."

"..."

"What?!!!"

Nesta was obviously in disbelief, and her thoughts instantly turned into a mess... It wasn't just her.

In other words, most people in this world will fall into shock and panic after hearing similar news.

"So, where are the first-generation heroes?"

Nesta asked her grandfather anxiously. She couldn't understand what all this meant: "He is only one step away from being saved, isn't he?"

For Nesta who looked anxious.

The Pope still maintained a slow attitude and said: "The first generation of brave men and demon kings were the beginning of all scams... But maybe this is not a scam, but an attempt."

Sigh...sighed the Pope.

There are too many people who have made too many attempts, but obviously... no one has succeeded.

Even if he believed that his current thinking of [Snake Skeleton Scale Powder Dominated Will] was the only way to reach the tenth level.

But if he was really asked to say whether he could succeed...

That's still not inevitable, right?

"If you want to know the details, ask Manaris... he knows everything."

St. Phelps sighed, and he slowly stood up from his position: "Or, come with me back to the Holy City, where the truth also exists."

Looking at Nesta who was following silently behind him, St. Phelps was still sighing: "But the angel doesn't mean any harm."

"False brave men and demon kings can also walk a real road to salvation... The first generation of brave men are really only one step away from salvation."

With this, he spoke of Mi-Sin from the distant past: "Just as they were about to reach the end, a revelation tore the team apart."

"This is a failure..."

Sighing like this, he answered carefully while walking on the road: "Everyone who knows about that past is a pity."

"If the brave man and the devil king didn't know that they were forged saviors from the beginning to the end, if their companions didn't tell the truth, if their team members didn't know the falsehood of the brave man and the devil king from the beginning, if after learning everything, the brave man And the devil's will has not collapsed..."

"[If] any one of them is just a little bit off, our world might be different."

St. Phelps said this, and then smiled like an old naughty boy: "At that time, the world that has been saved at this moment may be very beautiful, right?"

"The streets are full of custom shops, there will be adventurers hanging around all day long, and there will be a variety of specialty restaurants."

"Maybe it will be an interesting world where [games] determine everything..."

After smiling like this, the pope's expression turned serious for a moment: "But... I don't think this is bad luck in this world."

Nesta: "..."

"What's fake is fake, what's real is real... The Hero and the Demon King may be good, but this path won't work."

"..."

In seriousness...

"That's not necessarily true~"

Without mourning for Nesta's chaotic thoughts for a moment, the one who suddenly spoke up was... David Morgan!

This man who looked relatively young, but was the father of a mage girl, looked at St. Phelps, who frowned:

"Good morning, His Majesty the Pope."

In response to the greeting from this familiar [Contact Person], St. Phelps looked at him quietly, waiting for his reply.

With Nesta accompanying him today, he was in a good mood as a grandfather, so he was willing to listen to what this guy had to say.

"Sure enough, now is the only chance to communicate."

David Morgan said, and then refuted what the Pope just said: "Starting from the first generation, the second generation, the third generation..."

"The previous heroes and demon kings are indeed false, but even if they are false, they still need inspiration."

David Morgan raised a finger and pointed to the sky: "Angels' imaginations are not that good, and they cannot make up heroes and devils at will."

"..."

"Bersi is a true brave man, and His Majesty the Pope...your path is actually a major obstacle to the salvation of the world!"