It's time, it's time to become an evil god

The space was blocked by this burning flame.

"how is this possible."

The expression of the president of the parallel world changed in an instant. He knew very well that if he didn't do anything this time, he would have no chance to get out alive.

So she used the saint's body for the last time without hesitation, and a beam of bright light wrapped him and rushed out of the fire.Even though his body was covered with scars, he held on to his last breath and came to the storage room where the holy relics of the Vatican were sealed.

"As long as you get to that place and get the Shroud of Turin, you will be able to..."

At this time, the door was already waving to him, and Trump supported the president of the parallel world in his final struggle.

"Coming……"

Just a few steps away, when he was about to touch the doorknob, two familiar figures flashed from the side, blocking the way.

The president of the parallel world widened his eyes, "How could you..."

Before he finished speaking, a powerful force exploded in front of the president of the parallel world, forcing the other party to roll over directly, and the soles of his feet fell to the ground, plowing out two long marks.

"Do you want to say why I appear in this ghost place?"

Bai Ge patted the shoulder of the pope beside him, "Of course it's all thanks to this hell boy succubus."

Although the pope repeatedly denied in his heart that I was not talking nonsense without him, he had to nod with a gloomy expression in front of the reality, pretending to be possessed by a hellboy succubus.

The body of the president of the parallel world could no longer hold on, and the entire right half of his body began to turn into the roots of plants, turning into a vegetative person.

"Now you have no chance of winning a one-on-two."

Although a little distressed, the president of the parallel world still used a scroll of [Absolute Exclusion Field] to teleport the male succubus who couldn't see through the strength beside Baige to the square outside.

As long as there is one player left, they still have hope.

Before the Pope could react, he suddenly found himself standing in a crowded square. The originally noisy square fell silent in an instant, and the surrounding clergymen looked at him as if they saw a monster.Someone even touched the cross quietly.

The man in black lace in front of him is really weird.

He doesn't look like a nice guy at first glance!

A nun became impatient, and quickly shouted, "Hurry up, let the others know, there are suspicious people here!"

"shut up!"

A roar interrupted all the whispers around him. At this moment, the Pope had let go of his psychological burden. He stood up with his head upright and took off his headgear.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw that the pervert under the hood turned out to be the Pope who was admired by everyone on weekdays.

How can it be!

"I am the true Pope! Just as you can see!"

Some clerics asked in disbelief, "But His Majesty the Pope, you are clearly..."

"What's wrong? Can't I have my own hobbies?"

The Pope looked around the crowd with majesty, raised his fist, and shouted in a serious tone, "This world is full of atoms, electrons, and alluring girls!"

All the believers in the audience were in an uproar, and some even heard the sound of glass shattering deep in their hearts, and their sacred and inviolable beliefs were also shattered.

The rest of the believers slapped desperately. They didn't want to believe the scene in front of them, thinking that they hadn't woken up yet, and tried to wake up from the nightmare in a self-torturing way.

However, the pope, who is willing to go all out, has no fear, and is no longer afraid of the eyes of the world. He only wants to show his true self in his heart.

"As for Uncle, I just like juju milk. Juju milk is the best! Gentlemen, I like Danaozi!"

Hearing these words, many believers who couldn't bear it passed out directly, lying on the ground and being strangled by others.Some people even knelt on the ground and shouted for God to save the pope who was possessed by demons in front of him. Most of the square became a mess, which led to the collapse of the faith of the core church personnel.

"It's over."

Facing the Pope who let himself go so freely, the High Priest in red at the side quickly took his hand, with a heartbroken expression, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, please keep your voice down, there are still many believers here. Watching your every move. It will be very difficult for the public relations department of our Sacramental Ministry to do it. Are we going to tell the media that our pope is possessed by a hellboy succubus?"

"To shut up."

The pope, who had been repressed to play a benevolent and kind role since he was a child, finally couldn't bear it anymore, he broke out his temper, turned his head to stare at the archbishop in red with majesty, and said plausibly, "What's wrong with being a perverted man! "

Chapter 280 The Third Shroud's Cry

"To be able to expose my sexual obsession in public. It seems that the pope is indeed possessed by a male succubus. Fortunately, he has been excluded before. Otherwise, I really have no plan to win the other party."

The president of the parallel world breathed a sigh of relief, and seemed to be grateful for making the right choice. There was not much time left for him. In the end, he was forced to stop thinking and slowly turned into a real vegetable.

The Book of Dirac and the body of the saint had been transferred to the president of this world. Seeing himself leaving in such a heroic way in the parallel world, he made up his mind to get the Shroud of Turin.

Trump took a deep breath. At this time, he could no longer rely on the remains of the saint. He took out a small glass bottle from the task inventory, which contained half a jar of dark green viscous liquid.

[Item: Blood of the Deep Diver]

[Quality: Inferior]

[Characteristics: After taking it, you will gain the ability of Dagon for a short time. After using the ability for more than 5 minutes, you will be cursed by Innsmouth. rational instinct monster]

[P.S.: If you exceed the time limit, you will get a Lalaiye ID card for free]

Trump raised the potion without hesitation and drank it down.A bitter taste spread from his mouth, and soon he felt a cold breath, spreading from the depths of his heart along his limbs.

Trump let out a painful and low growl, dropped the potion bottle in his hand, and his whole body showed a mutation. His skin turned blue-gray, his face was slightly flattened, his red and cloudy eyeballs protruded, and even his human-like skull became smooth and smooth. The sharp nose has no edges and corners, protruding forward like a sailfish in the ocean, and there are sharp barbs on both sides of the nose.

On the side of the neck grows pink gills, constantly trembling,

The face covered with transparent mucus looked like some kind of humanoid fish creature, and even translucent webbed membranes appeared between the hands.

The ugly mermaid face is easily reminiscent of evil, horror, and low-level existences with only biological killing instincts and no moral concepts.

But it has something that human players don't have on it.

A steady stream of torrential alien power was pouring into his body, and Trump could also see that his sanity was slowly decreasing like an hourglass.

While he was still able to control this powerful force, he suddenly burst into roars.Endless black aura emanated from the whole body, winding around the body one by one, but the dark aura seemed to turn into a tidal wave, rushing towards Baige violently.

Those pitch-black tides seem to have a corrosive effect, melting everything they pass by, whether it is a solid marble statue or a floor made of concrete, all melt and assimilate under the black water.

Boom!

Bai Ge threw the holy spear in his hand, and instantly shifted to the position behind the deep diver Trump, preparing to use the blind spot to launch an attack.However, he saw a strange mermaid face emerging on each side of the opponent's back and shoulder blades.

Before he had time to react, the weird murloc face suddenly opened its mouth, desperately absorbing the surrounding air, its cheeks puffed out.The air is repeatedly compressed, folded, and twisted, and finally forms a mighty shock wave visible to the naked eye, spreading in all directions.It directly knocked Baige out.

The moment he flew out, the door of the storage room was also corroded by black water. The sacred blessings shrouded in the sacred object storage room could not resist this level of erosion after all, and the magic circle shattered directly.

Trump took a step forward excitedly, but found that his feet were a little out of control.Only then did he notice that the veins on one side of the thigh were bulging, covering the skin like a dense and complicated network, and gradually turning purple.

The sanity value on the panel was dropping at a speed visible to the naked eye. Knowing that time was running out, Trump rushed into the storage room, his eyes quickly passing one after another Vatican sacred artifact.

"Not this, not this, not this, etc."

He stopped suddenly, and a piece of plain linen was spread flat on the cold marble table, and the imprint of wrapping a man appeared faintly on the linen.The positions of both hands and feet were pierced by sharp weapons, and traces of that peaceful and peaceful face could still be vaguely seen.

"That's right, it's him."

Trump can feel the trembling of the props of the saint's remains. Once he obtains the Shroud of Turin, he will have two epic props.

Trump rushed over quickly, stretching out his hand to grab the dirty-looking but plain linen shroud. The moment his fingers touched the soft cloth, countless information that did not belong to him flashed through his mind like a big explosion. memory screen.

He saw himself being hung on a cross and receiving painful whippings, and he saw himself buried alive in a deep pit, no matter how much he wailed, no one asked for help.He heard the solitary sob of one man, slowly turning into the cry of pain for millions.This kind of voice even made his soul unable to withstand the coercion, and almost collapsed.

Trump let go of his hand the next moment, staggered back a few steps, his heart beating wildly.Even though the incarnate deep diver possessed part of Dagon's power, he didn't resist this weird cry.

The figure who was only one step away made it difficult for him to calm down.

"Could it be that only those who pass the test can obtain the complete body of a saint?"

Trump hesitated. Normally, he would accept the test without hesitation. However, the situation is critical now. After the pope is safe, these people are attacking the barrier like madmen.The barrier couldn't last for a few more minutes, but he wasn't sure if he could survive the trial in the shortest time.

Chuan Chuanpu, whose thoughts were disturbed and whose deployment was interrupted, did not expect that Baige had already got rid of the corrosive black water, and quietly flashed in front of him.

Trump raised his hand, trying to slash at least to block the opponent's attack.

To his surprise, Bai Ge did not choose to confront directly, but made a silent gesture, closed his eyes slightly, and said, "Shh, did you hear that?"

Trump asked bluntly, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Bai Ge pointed to the shroud under his finger, and said calmly, "The cry of the Shroud of Turin."

"Are you messing with me? I'm the one with the saint's body."

Trump reached out to grab the key, but Bai Ge strode forward and pressed the tip of the Holy Lance against Trump's chest.He said indifferently, "After I get the Shroud of Turin done first, I'll come to you and settle the score slowly."

After finishing speaking, Bai Ge directly touched the Shroud of Turin with his hand, and the scene in front of him switched instantly to the perspective of him being crucified.

A road that continues to spread towards the horizon, the surrounding scene is vast, a huge cross is placed on the ground, and the man tied on it is still receiving endless roasting.

"Look at what?"

Bai Ge glanced around dishonestly, but the soldiers wanted to stop Bai Ge's movement.

The soldiers threatened Bai Ge viciously, and wanted to nail his other hand and both feet with iron nails at the same time.They shook the sharp nails in their hands and stood in front of Baige, expecting to see expressions of remorse, pleading and fear, but to their great disappointment, they couldn't see any negative emotions from this person's face at all.

Bai Ge, whose right hand was nailed to the cross, didn't seem to care at all, and even impatiently said to the soldier who was punishing, "Be more vigorous when you strike, don't you two have eaten?"

Chapter 280 Four I have picked up the original napkin!

Baige's body was directly pierced by Longinus' spear, and blood was slowly flowing down the wound.The sharp tip of the gun had already torn the old linen clothing, and it appeared on the back shiningly. The blood kept falling on the ground, forming a pool of blood.

If you want to get the Shroud of Turin, you must experience the pain of Jesus before his death, and not once, but a nearly infinite cycle.

Trump couldn't bear this kind of pain, he just possessed that period of spiritual world and was defeated once.

The soldiers looked at the dying Bai Ge on the cross, but the other party just slowly raised a middle finger towards them, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked hesitantly, "That's it? You are in a hurry, you are in a hurry."

The Roman soldiers present were stunned. Just now, his shot completely pierced the opponent's heart, and there was no possibility of survival.However, the guy in front of him was really alive and kicking and even dared to put up a middle finger of unknown meaning.

Faced with this undead hacking behavior like a necromancer, the soldiers started to back away in fright, and asked with vigilant expressions, "You, who are you?"

Bai Ge's face was pale, and apart from feeling the mental pain, there was no pain at all.Just said calmly, "I have many names, Immanuel, Son of God, Son of Man, Word, Mediator, High Priest, King, King of Kings, Lord of Lords, Lamb, Bright Morning Star , Lord of David, Rabbi, or Rabboni."

After a pause, he continued, "But I'd rather you call me..."

"Lulai Buddha."

"..."

"Bring a torch here."

The Roman soldier roared and said, "Quick! Bring a torch and burn this guy to death at the stake! I don't believe it!"