I'm Always the Villain

The sky is foggy, and the distance is still white.

Hull stood under the icy shower, water falling on him, scrambling to run down the bulging tendons.

A few light red marks could still be seen on the wrist. Hull turned around and looked at himself in the mirror, showing the ferocious red marks all over his back.

The nails on Sang Jiuchi's hands are not long either, why are they scratching so deeply.

And I didn't even feel it when I grabbed him.

The picture just now filled his mind, and the redness on Hull's face spread all the way to his neck.

No matter how cold the spring water is, the hot feeling cannot be dispelled.

He has never been so refreshed, it seems that all the stagnation that has been accumulated in his heart for many years has been released in that instant.

When Hull walked out of the room wearing a bath towel, Sang Jiuchi was still sleeping.

The usual gentle smile in front of people disappeared, and the arrogance and ferocity that only appeared in front of him also faded away.

Now Sang Jiuchi's face is peaceful and relaxed, as if only at this moment he belongs to himself.

The sun has begun to rise in the sky, and Sang Jiuchi's instructions from last night sounded. Even if Hull couldn't bear it, he could only push him carefully, "Get up."

After calling for a long time, Sang Jiuchi opened his eyes reluctantly, "Is it time?"

When he opened his mouth, his voice became hoarse and unreasonable.

Hull was a little distressed, and hurriedly handed over the prepared water glass, "Drink a glass of water, I added some honey."

The fragrant and silky honey water slid down the throat to the stomach, and the hot feeling in the throat was immediately relieved.

Sang Jiuchi showed a satisfied smile on his face, "Thank you."

Looking at Sang Jiuchi's face, Hull lost his mind for a moment.

It wasn't until the water glass was handed to him that Hull came back to his senses, hurriedly took the water glass and put it aside.

While running the water, Hull swept across the head of the bed, where a hemp rope was still crookedly tied.

Hull didn't dare to recall any more, and quickly looked away.

Sang Jiuchi's lips were still a little swollen, bright red, like a red rose in the back garden that was about to bloom.

Hull suddenly wanted to ask Sang Jiuchi if the horses were strong enough last night.

But he still couldn't help it, the voice rolled in his throat several times, almost reaching the edge of his mouth, and finally he swallowed it forcefully.

Seeing Sang Jiuchi looking for clothes back and forth, Hull quickly brought the clothes he had prepared in front of him, "Well, I wiped your body for you."

Sang Jiuchi: "What's inside?"

Hull's face suddenly exploded, and he replied with stuttering teeth: "I washed it too, I washed it."

Sang Jiuchi nodded in satisfaction, and said the same mantra, "As expected of the head of the Royal Knights."

Hearing such a sentence, Hull, who used to only enter the left ear and exit the right ear, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

I can't say why, but Sang Jiuchi's sentence "the head of the Royal Knights" seems to have immediately drawn the relationship between the two into two distinct opposites.

For the first time, Hull was so disgusted with the title "Royal Knight".

Sang Jiuchi's posture in putting on clothes was a bit difficult. Seeing this, Hull immediately stepped forward to help Sang Jiuchi put the clothes on and put them on.

When he was putting on his clothes, he accidentally brushed Sang Jiuchi's skin, and was immediately hooked by the other's overly soft skin.

Sang Jiuchi stood up, his footsteps a little weak.Even if he was wearing a loose red archbishop robe, he could still see that the other party was supporting his trembling legs.

"Are you okay? Or go back earlier." Hull blamed himself, "Sorry, I was too..."

He wanted to say that he was too intemperate, and he also wanted to say that he was too ignorant of compassion.But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't speak them out.

When the two hugged each other tightly yesterday, they seemed to be the closest people in the world.

But now that they are awake, the relationship between the two of them seems to have returned to the opposite situation.

In this case, his apology was like a mockery of Sang Jiuchi.

Hale didn't say that.

On the contrary, Sang Jiuchi turned his head to look at Hull, and hooked his hand at him.

Hull, who had already begun to feel sad because of his estrangement with Sang Jiuchi, reluctantly walked in front of Sang Jiuchi.

Without warning, the next moment his neckline hair was grabbed by Sang Jiuchi forcefully, and his face leaned towards Sang Jiuchi uncontrollably because of the pulling force of Sang Jiuchi.

The warm and beautiful face slowly enlarged before he could react, until the warm and soft touch pressed against his lips.

Hull opened his eyes wide in shock, and saw a sly smile in Sang Jiuchi's eyes which were sometimes calm and sometimes fierce.

The sense of distance suddenly disappeared.

Hull pressed Sang Jiuchi's neck with his backhand, and deepened the kiss forcefully.

Just when everything was about to get out of control, Sang Jiuchi bit the corner of Hull's mouth.

After taking a sip, the bloody taste filled his mouth in an instant, allowing Hull, who had lost his mind, to find some of his sanity.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had pushed Sang Jiuchi onto the bed.

Standing up quickly from the bed, the towel slipped off in a panic, revealing scars all over his body.

"Does your back hurt?" Sang Jiuchi laughed dumbly, "I don't even know when I rowed, why so many."

Hull took two steps back, avoiding Sang Jiuchi's touch shyly, "I have good bones and no pain. This will disappear in a day without breaking the skin."

Sang Jiuchi raised his eyebrows, pointed to the boots at the door, "Put them on for me."

It was still commanding tone.

But strangely, Hull doesn't have the sense of distance he had just now.

Maybe it was because of the kiss just now, maybe it was because of Sang Jiuchi's sly smile just now, or maybe it was because of his gradual collapse of defense.

In his opinion, Sang Jiuchi's arrogance was even a little cute.It looks like a cat lying on a tree, lazily stretching out its paws to tease itself arrogantly.

Hull walked up to Sang Jiuchi with his boots, knelt down on one knee, and held Sang Jiuchi's feet.

There is a little pink on the white feet, and the small folds are like silk folds standing up, with a light-transmitting texture.

Hull put the shoes on Sang Jiuchi's feet carefully, and Sang Jiuchi's feet were lifted slightly, revealing his calf faintly.

The calf is slender, without a trace of fat.

Hull swallowed, it only took a moment for him to recall the hidden strength of these legs.

The waist was strangled and hurt.

Thoughts are like dandelions with a small umbrella, as long as the wind blows gently, they will fly away.

Hull shook off the uncontrollable thoughts in his mind, and he didn't dare to think any more, so he quickly helped Sang Jiuchi put on the shoes.

The next moment, a slender hand stretched out in front of him.

Hull was stunned for a second, and immediately put his hand under his, and then heard Sang Jiuchi say, "Take me to wash up."

In the bathroom, Sang Jiuchi was like an obedient little animal, allowing Hull to help him wash his face, comb his hair, and even clean his mouth.

Hull, who is extraordinarily tall, is cautiously doing unfamiliar jobs that he is not familiar with, for fear of making Sang Jiuchi dissatisfied.

The towel was tied casually around his waist, precariously.

In this small room with only a few square meters, the cardinal and the royal knight, who were once on opposite sides, seem to have found their subtle way of getting along.There is no language, but the warm pink is slowly rising in this narrow space.

No one wants to break this moment of tranquility.

Finally, Hull finished everything, "Okay."

Sang Jiuchi also stood up, "Let's go, the patients are still waiting for us."

The rare tranquility was broken, Hull was withdrawn to the present world, and suddenly felt a little lost.

Half an hour later, Sang Jiuchi and others stepped into the carriage.

Hull secretly observed Sang Jiuchi's expression. He didn't have the tiredness he imagined due to fatigue and lack of sleep. Sang Jiuchi's face was very rosy at the moment, and he was refreshed after the depression was relieved.

He looked at the distant scenery comfortably, his eyes were full of clean and penetrating light, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, Sang Jiuchi's eyes shifted from the window to Hull's face, and he said lightly: "Knight of Hull."

Hull's shoulders tensed suddenly, and he looked at Sang Jiuchi questioningly.

Sang Jiuchi said: "The horse Lie that General Hull usually rides, or the horse Lie I rode yesterday?"

One day, fiery red suddenly exploded on the wheat-colored cheeks, and Hull's eyes flustered.Sang Jiuchi's eyes were exceptionally clear, as if he was asking which of these two pieces of porcelain was more beautiful.

Hull's Adam's apple trembled up and down, and after a long time, he stumbled back and said, "It's all, it's very strong."

Sang Jiuchi: "You said yesterday that a fierce horse only follows one person in its life, and it needs to be tamed by the owner before it can be put on the rein. You are a knight and a horse trainer. In your opinion, was I tamed yesterday?"

Numerous pictures were squeezed into Hell's head like a storm. Hell, who had been educated as a knight, couldn't figure out why Sang Jiuchi, who was so elegant and perfect in front of outsiders, looked like this in front of him. .

At this moment, if Sang Jiuchi discarded the content of his words, his expression would be serious, as if he was doing academic work.

Hull was defeated, lowered his head and begged for mercy, "Don't ask me again, Your Excellency, please forgive me."

The laughter suddenly broke through the air and reached Hele's ears, like the wind in May blowing the apricot blossoms all over the sky, creating a white sea wave, and he could even smell the fragrance of the apricot blossoms.

Hull raised his eyes secretly, greedily trying to lock the man in front of him in his eyes.

"If you don't say it, then it seems that you haven't done it yet," Sang Jiuchi sighed, "The knight of Hull is indeed right, the horse is hard to tame, it seems that he will continue to work hard."

Hull clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves.

Work hard?How hard?

F001 couldn't stand it anymore: [Master Host, if you continue to do this, be careful that God of War will be ruined by you. 】

Sang Jiuchi said in his mind, 【I'm helping him rebuild his views again. 】

F001 doesn't quite believe it: [Yes, is it? 】

Sang Jiuchi was very sure, 【Of course, otherwise?Can I still harm him? 】

F001: 【…】

Harm to the God of War is not the case, but who can guarantee that the host is not trying to play tricks at public expense?

Sang Jiuchi: [I was planning to find you, you came to me first.Just right, help me repair my body. 】

Of course F001 knows why he wants to repair it, [needs 1000 plane points. 】

Sang Jiuchi was as generous as ever: [Okay, take it. 】

F001: [Ding!Spend 1000 plane points, and then proceed to system repair. 】

The trembling muscles disappeared from his body in an instant, Sang Jiuchi smiled with satisfaction, and did not continue to tease Hull.

The carriage traveled very fast, and arrived at the slums in less than half an hour.The guards outside had been replaced by yesterday's soldiers. Seeing Sang Jiuchi's carriage approaching, the soldiers hurried up to meet him.

After getting out of the car, Hull found that the faces of the few people who were still lifeless yesterday had improved a lot. Standing at the entrance of the slum, they could even smell the smell of meat slowly wafting from inside.

The soldier looked at Sang Jiuchi gratefully: "Your Excellency, thank you for the medicine yesterday. I am much better today."

Sang Jiuchi glanced briefly at the soldier: "Stick out your tongue again and let me see."

The soldiers cooperated very well this time, and as soon as Sang Jiuchi finished speaking, he stuck out his tongue.

The white tongue coating has faded a little, and the purple color inside has also faded a lot.

Sang Jiuchi instructed: "Pay more attention to rest. I brought you meat, eggs, milk and some staple foods to replenish energy."

The soldier nodded again and again, "Not only me, but the patients inside are also much better."

The "inside" he said refers to the slums, and Sang Jiuchi walked into the slums after exhorting the daily precautions.

Hull followed closely behind. In just one day, there have been earth-shaking changes here.

The eyes of people who were lifeless yesterday have glowed now.

The dead air entrenched over this area has faded a lot, and the people's blackened and pale faces are also bloody.

Tolman and some strong men were distributing food in an orderly manner. The food left by Sang Jiuchi yesterday had been steamed in the pot.

Sang Jiuchi didn't bring many people this time. When Sang Jiuchi took people away, the rest depended on their own efforts.

The smell of meat was overflowing, and Hull watched the people drink the warm food with a satisfied expression on his face.

Some people have even been able to joke around and laugh with family and friends around them.

The children's laughter and the adults' jokes, if Hull hadn't come here yesterday, he couldn't believe that this place was still shrouded in the despair of death not long ago.

This is the power of hope.

Seeing Sang Jiuchi appear here early in the morning, everyone put down the broth in their hands in fear, and bowed reverently in the direction of Sang Jiuchi.

Hull was standing right behind Sang Jiuchi, and when his eyes came up, he immediately took in all of them.

In the devout eyes, there is a longing for life.But just yesterday, many people here had accepted death helplessly, and their eyes had already lost their luster.

Hull's heart skipped a beat.

The pastor's words from yesterday came to mind again.

It is their responsibility to help more people find hope of survival.

Hull secretly looked at the slender figure in front of him, and there seemed to be a light shining behind that person.

The hopes of nearly a thousand people were all brought by Sang Jiuchi.

Hull learned from fellow believers that this trip to the slums was not originally planned, but Sang Jiuchi insisted on coming.

Just imagine, if Sang Jiuchi hadn't appeared here, what would it be like here?

Sang Jiuchi, whom he despised, tried his best to help these people in a critical moment, while Prince Yinuo, whom he offered his loyalty to, gave up here.

He is loyal, but not stupid, let alone stupid.

He is used to observing and considering with his eyes, but the information received by his eyes may not be comprehensive.

Just like when he saw Prince Ino helping the elderly and giving money, this might just be the pity of the superiors for the inferiors on his whim.

Only in the face of real challenges can one see a person's true nature.

Hull suddenly felt a little scared. If he really assisted such a person to ascend to the throne, what would this country look like in the future?

People who are worthless can be abandoned at will, and this country will become a paradise for the powerful and powerful.

Hull stared deeply at Sang Jiuchi with a pair of deep eyes, and what was hidden in his eyes was reverence and admiration. No matter whether the God of Light exists or not, Sang Jiuchi has now become the god in his mind.

Sang Jiuchi has now devoted himself to the treatment of the plague, and he has not noticed any changes in Hull behind him.

He stood on the high platform, looking down at the people in front of him.

The death energy entrenched on them has faded a lot, but there is no intention of leaving them.

Life is a very miraculous existence, often just a will to survive can make life overcome many seemingly impossible existences.

This phenomenon is commonly known as a miracle.

People have regained the hope of survival, but the plague virus has not disappeared, and they still need to continue to fight against the disease.

This is an indiscriminate disaster that these people should not have suffered. After the outbreak of war, there will be no winners, especially those without power, who will bear the brunt of the first batch of victims.

Do they not want world peace?

Of course not, just because the right to speak is not in their hands.

War is the way for people at the peak of power to pursue fame and fortune, but it makes innocent people accept the backlash of war and become the first batch of people abandoned by the empire.

Everyone has the right to live, if they want to live, then he will help them.

Here, will be the first step for him to become a god.

Before going to bed yesterday, he sank his consciousness into the system. He first sneaked into the Mecha Plane, created two black spherical mini-Mechs that let him levitate, and then came to the Mermaid Plane.

Extract the gene chain that causes luminescence from the colorful mermaid, and add it to my current body.

When Hull thought he was asleep, he had actually completed the genetic modification.

The switch of the seven-color light gene is directly connected to the cerebral cortex of one's own body, as long as the body is luminous through consciousness.

Seeing the devoutly worshiping people on the ground, Sang Jiuchi knew that the time was almost up.

"My dear believers, look up." A gentle voice suddenly penetrated the entire slum.

Everyone raised their heads in amazement, and saw that the body of the beautiful and kind archbishop in red suddenly changed. His hair started from the roots and gradually turned into a brilliant rainbow color, and his whole body also exuded a faint rainbow color. aperture.

Along with the changes in his body, two small balls appeared above his two shoulders.

Under the shocked eyes of the people, Sang Jiuchi slowly flew into the air under the lift of the aircraft, and then suspended.

Sang Jiuchi slightly raised his hands, his eyes were full of compassion, "I am the God of Light."

As he spoke, two colorful rays of light burst out from his eyes.The light is so breathtaking that people dare not look directly at it.

I have never seen such a situation happen before. Just now, the people who were still thanking Sang Jiuchi knelt down on the ground in unison, with panic and awe on their faces.

Almost in unison, the people said in unison: "Believers, please refer to the God of Light."

They didn't speak, and didn't even dare to look up.

But in their hearts, the shock had already shaken and they began to feel dizzy.

miracle!

They actually saw a miracle!

Lord Guangming, is the Archbishop Sang Jiuchi in red actually the Lord Guangming? !

Or does it mean that Lord Guangming came to the world with the help of the body of the archbishop in red?

Suspended in the air, Sang Jiuchi spoke, with Sanskrit lingering in his voice, as if pressing down from the sky, "I heard the appeal of my devout believer Sang Jiuchi, Archbishop in Red, in the God Realm. He said that this place is tortured by illness and despair. I can save you."

"I have been the God of Light for too many years. When human beings die, so do the gods. And I have almost reached the end of my life."

There was an uproar in the crowd because of the words of "God of Light".

What does the phrase "God of Light" mean?His life has come to an end, is he going to die?If he died, who would protect them?

"There is nothing in my heart, the only thing I can't let go of is you, my devout believers. Although I die, my light will remain. Before I die, I will receive from the Pope and the three red From the Archbishop of Yi, I will choose someone who I like to succeed me as the God of Light."

"He will become the new God of Light and protect this country on my behalf."

"The Archbishop Sang Jiuchi in Red has been chanting scriptures for me every day as a holy son since he was a child. His God of the Holy Son is the only container that can accept my soul. The above is what I want to convey to the temple. After half a year, I will Elect a new God of Light. During this period, I will come from time to time through the body of the Holy Son to assess the four candidates."

"My dear people, before leaving this body, I will perform another miracle for you."

With a light wave of the "God of Light", several huge bottles appeared on the ground at the feet of Sang Jiuchi. The bottles were filled with small white disc particles, and it was impossible to tell what they were.

"This is a medicine to treat the plague. Next, you have to follow the arrangement of Archbishop Sang Jiuchi and take it in an orderly manner. Did you hear me?"

The voice of "God of Light" has always been gentle and pure, but the incompatibility inside is very obvious.

Everyone knelt on the ground in unison, and no one dared to say "no".

Under the fearful and grateful eyes of the people, the light on the "God of Light" gradually faded, and people gradually fell from the sky.

Until his two feet landed firmly on the ground, the light on his body completely disappeared.

At this moment, Sang Jiuchi was closing his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep standing up.People held their breath, not daring to let out the air.

Finally, Sang Jiuchi slowly opened his eyes.

He first widened his eyes in surprise, then knelt down on one knee towards Dongfang.Two hand seals performed the most devout etiquette of the Holy See, and shouted towards the sky: "Send the God of Light!"

Following Sang Jiuchi's yell, other people also reacted one after another. Under the leadership of Sang Jiuchi, everyone shouted in unison: "Congratulations to the God of Light!"

Above the distant Vatican, a huge screen slowly closed, and a small black dot the size of a soybean grain quietly flew away where people could not see it.

On the ground, an elderly man wearing a golden and red papal robe knelt on the ground, behind him were a group of terrified and pious congregants.

The four people mentioned by the "God of Light" just now have all received the message from the "God of Light".

Become a god!And it's a one in four chance.

Both Maria and Justin showed excitement in their eyes.

They never expected that they would have the opportunity to compete with the great Pope for the position of the God of Light.

That's becoming a god. The picture that appeared above his head just now must be the handwriting of the great God of Light, as well as the flying and light that he possessed on Sang Jiuchi.

There are also those medicines that can cure the plague.

All the information shows one thing, God is omnipotent.

The God of Light will also die, but his life is too long, and his ability is infinitely powerful.

No matter which point, they human beings can't achieve it in their lifetime.

They have a [-]/[-] chance to become gods!

Justin tried to lower his head, burying his face where no one else could see.

He had to do this, otherwise others would be able to see the greed buried in his eyes.

Contrary to Justin, Maria looked very flustered in her eyes.

In fact, she doesn't believe in the existence of the God of Light at all. The so-called women of the God of Light are all fabricated by her to deceive believers.

If there really is a God of Light, if he finds out about his deception, will he directly disqualify her?

The brain was thinking quickly, of course she also wanted to become a god, the temptation to become a god is so strong, how could she give it up to others.

What if the God of Light really likes himself?If a lie becomes true, it is no longer a lie.

The God of Light said that he would come here from time to time to assess them, and when he appeared in front of her next time, she could try to test the God of Light.

Use what you have learned all your life to become the woman of the God of Light.

Unlike Justin and Maria, the elderly Pope did not have longing for the Seat of Light in his eyes, but a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The Pope is almost 80 years old this year. His hair has all turned gray, but he has white hair and a youthful face. Although he is old, he is hale and hearty.

It wasn't until the screen disappeared that the Pope stood up slowly with his crutches in his hands, and took the lead in saying a sentence that shocked Justin and Maria's jaws.

"I will give up the competition for the seat of the God of Light. I am already old and I just want to spend my old age in peace." The pope's voice was also very energetic, "Since the God of Light has spoken, I will choose from among the three of you after I quit." The next God of Light will come out. You must prepare well, and don’t let the God of Light live up to your expectations.”

Justin tried his best to suppress the smile that was about to rise, his face kept pulling in calmness and ecstasy, and turned into a stiff and tangled look.

He gritted his teeth and tried to make his voice calm enough, "My lord pope, you are the one who has the most ability to become the God of Light. What can we do?"

If the Pope quits, wouldn't his greatest enemy be gone?

Hahahaha, Maria is nothing to be afraid of.Don't think he doesn't know, Maria is a liar.When the God of Light came, he would tell the God of Light about Mary's deception. A liar like her would never be the God of Light.

Her elimination has been confirmed since she started cheating!

If both of them leave the stage, then his only opponent is Sang Jiuchi.

The hateful Sang Jiuchi was originally a stumbling block on his way to become the pope, and the old pope seemed to be dying.Unexpectedly, he could come back alive after being taken away by Prince Inuo.

Really haunted!

Compared with Sang Jiuchi, his chances of winning are not great.

Sang Jiuchi was born as the Son of God, and he serves the God of Light every few days. He is the closest human being to the God of Light.Sang Jiuchi was chosen as the object possessed by the God of Light.

Even gods will unconsciously be eccentric.

By doing this, the God of Light has more or less told them that he is partial to Sang Jiuchi.

What's more, now Sang Jiuchi seems to know something a long time ago, regardless of obstacles, he insists on going to the slums to fight the plague.

At first, he thought that Sang Jiuchi was crazy, and others wanted to get out of the serious illness, but he rushed in like a fool.

Now it seems that he must have known something in advance.

He may be the first to know that the God of Light is looking for a successor.

Justin's eyes had already shone with certainty. He would pray in the holy water every Saturday. The God of Light must have told him the inside story long ago.

Damn, it turns out that the God of Light really exists.

He always thought that the God of Light did not exist. He had never seen any miracles, and he never believed in the existence of the God of Light.

These so-called religions are just a means to confuse the people, but I didn't expect it to be true.

If he had known that the God of Light really existed, he would never have given up the work of the Holy Son to Sang Jiuchi!

He also came to participate in the selection of the Holy Son 30 years ago. In the end, he gave up becoming the Holy Son and chose to leave the Holy See and rebuild the church.

He grew up in the church since he was a child. The church he grew up in was dilapidated, and the pastors and beautiful women who taught him were also poor.

The town where this church sits is also very poor. When people come to pray and have no money, they will put down a few pieces of potatoes.And they lived on the money and food that these people prayed for.

All along, they have lived this kind of begging life.

He used to always think that the outside world was just like his own, poor villages and towns, hard life.

Until he was 20 years old and came to the temple through layers of selection. At that time, the previous Holy Son had just died, and the Pope needed to choose a new Holy Son among them.

He had learned on the way that the Sons had all died young.

In order to keep the body clear, the holy water in the holy pool is drawn from the extremely cold Tianchi.The water temperature is sub-zero, but it does not freeze.

I have to soak in this kind of bone-chilling water for five or six hours every week, even a man who looks like a cow can't stand it.

So almost every Holy Son will pass away within five years. The Holy See says that the Holy Son was summoned by the God of Light, so his soul was liberated and went to the God Realm to serve the God of Light.

When he came to the Holy See that year, he was fascinated by this majestic and magnificent building at first sight.

Since then, he has vowed to live here, but he will never come in as the Son of God who died young.

If he wants to do it, he must become an existence like the cardinal or even the Pope.

In order to be able to survive, he scratched his wrist when he was about to be chosen as the Son.

The Holy Son has very high requirements. First of all, he needs to have no scars all over his body.

After Justin left the temple, he did not return to his own church, but chose another church with a more promising future.From there as a starting point, he finally climbed to his current position step by step, reaching the pinnacle of the power of the Holy See.

He was only one step away from standing at the pinnacle of power.

Unexpectedly, above power, there is such an unexpected joy as a god.

It's just that there is Sang Jiuchi, a stumbling block on the road to this unexpected joy. Could it be that he is really protected by God?

Other holy sons usually die after serving for five years. Sang Jiuchi has served for more than ten years. He can live for such a long time, he must be protected by the gods.

The Pope's gaze is not cloudy like that of an 80-year-old man, but very clear and sharp.

He glanced back and forth between Justin and Maria, and finally said softly: "The one who called Jiuchi back, since the God of Light has performed a miracle, the threat of the plague has been touched. Today is Saturday, and he is still needed in the afternoon Pray for the God of Light."

Justin and Maria looked at each other, seeing something in each other's eyes.

They paused and said in unison: "Okay, Your Highness the Pope."

The Pope let out an "um" and left with the help of the believers.

The Pope is getting old now, he won't show up for many things, and most of the time he just rests quietly in the room.

The three of them generally make the decisions on matters big and small in the Holy See, but Sang Jiuchi is very low-key, and often just hides in the temple and chant scriptures.

Most of the power in the Holy See fell into the hands of Justin and Maria. If it was normal, they would have gone to get Sang Jiuchi back.

But now it is different, the God of Light really exists.And the God of Light also said that being moistened with holy water is the most suitable for the God of Light.

Justin wanted to be closer to the God of Light, and Maria also wanted to make a body that God of Light liked and fit.

After sending the pope away, the two looked at each other, and they both saw in each other's eyes that they were bound to win.

However, the two of them have been allies from the beginning.

In the end, it was Justin who said, "Sang Jiuchi cares about the people in the slums. The God of Light has given him a mission. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for us to call him back now."

Maria nodded approvingly, "That's right, but what should I do if I can't call Bishop Jiuchi back? Today is already Saturday. Bishop Jiuchi is working outside, so I should do my best for him , This time the holy water prayer, why not let me complete it instead of him."

Justin interrupted her lightly, "No, you once said that you have dedicated your body to the God of Light. Those who enter the holy water need to be virgins, so let me go."

Maria hurriedly said: "You can't do it either, you have scars on your wrists, and those who enter the holy water need to have no scars all over their bodies."

The atmosphere suddenly fell into a stalemate.

The two had their own ulterior motives, and under the stalemate, they finally both took a step back.

Justin: "But you don't dedicate yourself to others, but the God of Light. He will definitely not be angry."

Maria nodded again and again, "Yes, you too. You are his candidate, and he will definitely allow you to enter."

The two looked at each other, and Justin tentatively said, "Why don't we go in together?"

Maria just wanted to rush into the holy water to transform her body. Although she did not monopolize the holy water, she had achieved her goal now.

Maria nodded quickly, "I think it's okay, Archbishop Justin."