Rebirth of Valkyrie

Chapter 963 Undercurrent-Surge-Movement

At this moment, on the tallest spire of the church's main altar.

A bearded man wearing a godfather's robe walked in.

An old man in red was meditating with his eyes down.

On the head of the old man in red was a tall hat, on which were inlaid many strange orbs, which were extremely precious.

In the hand of the old man in red, he held a scepter of light that symbolized the power of the church.

He heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

The old man in red suddenly opened his eyes.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

"See His Majesty the Pope!"

The bearded godfather knelt down on the ground, extremely pious.

It turned out that this old man in red was the number one figure in the Church of Light—His Majesty the Pope!
The supreme ruler of the Illuminati Church - Douglas 28th!
"Get up!" Douglas 28 slowly raised his hand.

"Your Majesty, the Son of God, has been accepted into the main altar. What should we do next?"

Beard Godfather, said respectfully.

"You are in charge of the missionary group. Once you reach the main altar, you don't need to use force. Next, your responsibilities will become important."

Douglas 28 said meaningfully.

"Your Majesty, the identity of the Son of God was passed on by the Bishop of the Galaxy. The specific reliability has not been verified. The Bishop of the Galaxy is not strong, and his words may not be credible. He has been sent to the Milky Way galaxy for so many years. Has that kid degenerated. Are we really going to bother with such an uncertain 'son of God'?"

The bearded godfather expressed his doubts.

Beard Godfather's status is not low, he is a real godfather-level boss!
In the church, except for the Pope, the Chief High Priest, and some strong hermits, he hardly had to worry about anyone.

The missionary group under his control is the fundamental guarantee for the church to spread the teachings, increase and win over believers.

"Galaxy Bishop, I have the impression that he doesn't look like a frivolous person. Without 90.00% certainty, he will not report to me."

Douglas 28 said slowly.

"The matter of the Son of God is of great importance! Our church has not seen a Son of God for more than a thousand years. Even if he has a one in ten thousand chance, we cannot give up!"

"The official verification ceremony is already in preparation, and there must be no trouble during this period."

Douglas 28 said solemnly.

"Understandable!"

Beard godfather, nodded.

"But, Your Majesty, if that is the case, the Son of God is...false."

the bearded godfather asked.

Douglas, 28, waved his wide sleeves.

"False, then drive him out of the general arena."

"However, there is no guarantee that the head priest will not use this to attack us!"

The bearded godfather said.

"Hehe, I'm still worried that he won't challenge me. If he dares to pick things up, I'm still afraid that he won't succeed?"

Douglas, 28, stared coldly.

"Go down and get ready. Those who teach the high priest will not let the son of God live in peace. In the main altar, the surveillance is tight, and they will not use force, but the Inquisition is in charge of the criminal law within the church, and they should be dispatched. Yours Missionaries, you must protect the Son of God, and don't let the people of the Inquisition frame the Son of God on trumped-up charges!"

Douglas 28, commanded.

"promise!"

The bearded godfather obeyed, and immediately bowed and retreated.

In the main altar of the church, in a large auditorium.

A lame old man, leaning on a cane, walked up and down, presided over a sacrificial ceremony in the auditorium.

However, the crutches of this crippled old man are very peculiar, with a milky-white halo glowing on them.

Those who know the goods will definitely be able to recognize that this crutch is the famous sacrificial staff in the Guangming Church.

This sacrificial scepter is not bad at all compared to the scepter of light.

There was a bald man in a black robe who came in quietly.

"The High Priest!"

"That son of God has safely entered the main altar!"

The man in black said coldly.

The lame old man was not surprised.

"I know what kind of person Douglas is. As the Pope, he must have sent a team of strong men. It is not surprising that the Son of God came to the main altar safely!"

As he spoke, the lame old man crushed a two-headed poisonous snake to death.

Blood was dripping on the sacrificial altar.

"High Priest, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if it is the son of God, is it true?"

"Aren't we also going to be suppressed by the Pope's lineage!"

The man in black said bitterly.

"Judge Green, you are upset."

"In this game of chess, it has just been laid out!"

The lame old man sneered.

It turned out that this man in black was the chief judge of the Inquisition, equivalent to the godfather, in charge of the criminal law within the church!

The lame old man, Ferdinand XVIII, is the chief priest, and has been fighting against the Pope. Both of them are the highest power holders in the No. [-] ladder!
"Your subordinate is stupid, please tell the high priest!"

Green, asked respectfully.

The chief priest in the church has always been famous for his wisdom.

"Hehe, in the main altar, it is indeed extremely difficult to use force to assassinate or poison the son of God. However, you are the chief judge and in charge of the internal punishment of the church. As long as you discover it patiently, you can always punish the god. some capital crimes of the Son of God!"

"Wouldn't it be wonderful to execute the Son of God openly and aboveboard!"

"Even if it is impossible to kill-death-the Son of God, during the verification ceremony, you can use some tricks to make him, the Son of God, unsuccessful in the verification. I use this to make trouble, Douglas, it is in danger!"

Ferdinand XVIII smiled coldly.

"My subordinates understand!"

"Subordinate, let's go to work now. There is still about a month before the verification ceremony. During this period, see if I don't kill you, that son of God!"

Green complied.

"Go down!"

Ferdinand XVIII waved his hand.

Green stepped back.

Suddenly, several masked men appeared in the empty auditorium.

Ferdinand XVIII listened to those masked men one by one, and confessed some secret instructions.

Nan Tian and the Golden Armored Knight Commander naturally didn't know that at this moment, the interior of the church's main altar was already dark-turbulent-turbulent.

The knight commander in golden armor led Nan Tian to the front of a small building.

"Your Highness, this is your residence. I have wronged you, and I am temporarily staying here."

The Golden Armored Knight Commander said.

Nan Tian smiled. The interior of this small building is very luxurious. Generally speaking, it is very good.

Nan Tian is not a delicate person, so he is naturally satisfied with living here.

The Golden Armored Knight Commander and the others also prepared a dozen servants for Nan Tian, ​​who were responsible for taking care of Nan Tian's daily necessities.

As for the inside and outside of the small building, an unspecified number of hermit powerhouses were arranged to protect Nantian's safety.

(End of this chapter)