Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 488: 5. Slaying Gods

Translator: 549690339

In the human world.

On the continent.

In the temple.

In the depths.

Wherever he went, all the priests knelt down and kowtowed.

The person who walked past was a petite girl with crystal clear skin. She was 1.5 meters tall and her long hair reached her ankles. The ends of her hair gently brushed against her ice-carved jade heels.

The girl was not a real girl, be it her experience or age.

Her name was Xia Xiaosu.

She was born more than a thousand years ago and was now the Pope of Doomsday of the Church of Death.

The Church of Death was born out of the Church of Wolves, Snakes, and Death. Contrary to its name, this church was not evil, but only made people revere death. The Pope of Doomsday would not bring about the end of the world, but only to show off her power.

At the same time, the Pope of Doomsday was just a title. The word ” Doomsday ” was a compliment to her power.

In this era, the real Pope was someone else, but even the current Pope had to bow to her.

No one dared to complain about why the Doomsday Pope was only 1.5 meters tall.

It was said that the Cardinal of the Church had once proposed to let the Pope of Doomsday wear the Hate the Heavens to show his majesty, but this proposal was rejected after a round table discussion.

Therefore, the Doomsday Pope was still 1.5 meters tall.

She walked to the deepest part and looked at the misty little world. The white-haired bishop lowered his head and said, ‘”‘They have yet to awaken.”

“Got it.”

The Pope of Doomsday had only come to confirm it because she had suddenly been feeling uneasy recently.

“Have the escapees on the southern shore settled down?” she asked. The white-robed bishop said, ” The mortal kingdom is currently building a new city for the refugees to live in. Bishop Ye Fengling has long led the Temple warriors to maintain public order. Perhaps they will be able to return to report on their work soon. When the construction is completed, I still need you to give the new city a name. ”

Let the Pope decide, ” the Doomsday Pope said. ” There’s no need to ask me. ‘

“You’re always so kind, but you don’t seek fame and fortune.” The white-robed bishop paused for a moment before saying, ” The Pope has prepared a banquet in the inner court and is waiting for you. ”

“No need.”

His Holiness the Pope said that he has something important to discuss with you. It seems to be about the escapees from the south. ‘

Southern escapees?

The Doomsday Pope pondered for a moment.

The so-called Southern fugitives did not come from the southern continent. There was no more land in the south, but a dangerous sea filled with fog. In this current slaughter, the nightmare of the sea far exceeded that of the land.

In short, the ocean was impassable. There were thousands of feet tall waves that swallowed ships, strange nightmares that devoured people’s souls, and lawless demon beasts that grinded their teeth and killed people like flies.

She didn’t even know where the sea outside the south bank led to. Was it an island? Or the continent?

Since it was about the Southern fugitives, she felt that it was necessary to listen to it.

The Pope was now her godson, whom she had personally enlightened. When she was young, the Pope loved to listen to her recite scriptures piously.

But … He was just pious.

Ever since her elder brother disappeared 800 years ago, she had tried to nurture some descendants and even tried to get along with them. However, no matter who it was, there was a great distance between them and her. Because she was the Pope of Doomsday, no one dared to not be cautious and cautious in front of her.

Only then did the Doomsday Pope understand, or rather, it was once again confirmed…Her ” home ” and her warmth had disappeared the day her brother disappeared.

She was no longer his sister.

No one would treat her as a sister anymore.

No one would have any kinship with her in this cold world.

Perhaps in the past, there were still people who coveted her looks, power, and strength, but now, there were none. This was because she was the uncrowned king of this mainland, a person that countless countries and sects had to respect.

“Lead me there.”

” Yes, please come with me to the Temple of the World. The black bishop still needs to report to you about the heresy, which will take up an hour. After that, Bishop Narcissus, who once served you in the temple, will bring you to the banquet. ”

Although the Temple of Death was located in the southern part of the continent, the weather had not changed because of the spiritual energy. It was still the same as the country of ice and snow a thousand years ago.

The sunlight was like a river of blood that had yet to dim. It quietly sprinkled on the ancient hall, but in the blink of an eye, it was wrapped up and swallowed by large pieces of rusty gray clouds.

The snow was falling, and there was no warmth in the human world.

The Pope of Doomsday was listening to the black bishop’s report.

The current Pope was sitting in a secret hall in the corner of the temple.

This place seemed to be isolated from the outside world.

The candlelight didn’t waver, illuminating the floating mythical murals and the ancient stone platform that was filled with a sense of history.

There were many shadows in the secret hall.

Among them was Bishop Ye Lingfeng, who would only return to report on his work after some time.

The bishop was standing side by side with the Pope, a cold dagger in his hand pressed against the Pope’s neck.

Below the stage were black shadows.

One of them snorted and walked forward. ” Lingfeng did well. ”

The bishop revealed a charming smile and said, “”Master, don’t make fun of Lingfeng. It’s all thanks to this magical dagger that master gave me. If not for this dagger, the Pope’s fate wouldn’t have been so easily destroyed…Before I put the dagger on his neck, he had already gone through a fight. I used this dagger to pierce through his karma and made him unlucky. Now, his Dharmakaya can’t operate anymore. In the end, I’m still the best.”

“Hahaha. ”

The man laughed loudly and walked up to the stone platform. He stood in front of the Pope, revealing a handsome face. His lips curled into a devilish smile. ” Old thing, the Death Temple owns the entire continent, but there are still so many people living in poverty. If it wasn’t for Ling Feng, I wouldn’t have known that there were so many gold and silver treasures in your treasury.. “