The Path of Ascension to the Priest

Reese's disappearance caused an uproar in the Holy See. Although several red-clothed archbishops went to different places to suppress the darkness, the news spread very quickly, reaching their ears in almost two days.

It’s just that the news is true or false. There are rumors that Archbishop Ruisi was plotted against by the black witch, and there are also rumors that Ruisi did not fall when suppressing the dark formation. Of course, these rumors are relatively popular among priests and priests. many.

For the bishop and the archbishop in red who have been in power disputes, they think deeply about the disappearance of Reese, but no matter how much they think, no one will get involved in this matter, but they are all staring at the Son. reaction.

The Son of God didn't go well during the time when Rui Si disappeared. Strictly speaking, he should be very upset.

"Trash, it's all trash." The Son looked coldly at the knight who was kneeling on the ground pleading guilty, with his hands behind his back, his voice suppressed his anger, and scolded: "A good person is missing and can't find any clues?"

"Where are her subordinates? So many people can't protect her, are they all trash?"

After receiving the news of Ruisi's disappearance, the Holy Son stayed up for several nights, and when he was feeling irritable, he raised his foot and kicked the knight to the ground, and said in a cold voice, "Look again, and search carefully for me."

The knight got up and left in despair, the Holy Son was still angry, turned his head to look at the accompanying priest, and said in a deep voice: "Go tell the bishops, tell them to move faster, and get rid of the dark formation here, let's go To the Goth Empire."

The priest who followed him glanced at him, and said hesitantly, "...OK."

As he was about to leave, he was stopped by the Holy Son, who frowned and asked, "What expression do you have?"

The entourage priest knelt down halfway, and said falteringly: "...the order was issued a few days ago, but they are not very obedient."

"Not very obedient?"

"They have been asking about the disappearance of Archbishop Reese, and the suppression of the dark formation has been stopped for a while."

Although Ruisi has always been arrogant and arrogant in the Holy See, she has a lot of supporters, and most of the emerging forces in the Holy See have a good impression of Ruisi.

However, no matter how many supporters she has, most of them follow her in the Goss Empire, and now this situation... can only be caused by someone secretly playing tricks.

The Holy Son thought of something, and said with a sullen face, "Tell Gabriel to come and see me."

"Archbishop Gabriel...he's not here."

"what?"

"He returned to the Vatican yesterday, and I heard that the Pope summoned him."

The Holy Son's face darkened, and he was silent for a while, raised his hand and dropped the things on the table to the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Then I will go and watch it myself to see who dares to slack off."

Holy See State.

A luxurious but not very ostentatious carriage stopped at the entrance of the Central Holy See. The priest opened the carriage door and stepped back respectfully. Gabriel came out from inside with a natural expression and a calm posture. He straightened his neat robes and raised his eyes. Glancing at the holy statue of the Goddess of Light in the center of the square, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

A Knight of Light came out from inside, bowed slightly to Gabriel, and said in a deep voice, "His Majesty the Pope is waiting for you."

Gabriel nodded slightly to the Knight of Light, and said with a smile, "Lead the way."

Two-thirds of the people in the Holy See were outside to suppress the dark formation, and Gabriel only encountered a few priests praying to the statue of the Goddess of Light along the way.

Sending Gabriel to the door, the Knight of Light did not follow in but turned around and retreated. Gabriel signaled his entourage priest and knight to stay outside, and then pushed the door and walked in alone.

The light in the hall was dim, and Gabriel squinted his eyes to see the Pope sitting on the high seat. The Pope looked older, his staff was on the ground, and he looked like he was asleep with his head hanging down.

Gabriel stopped before the steps as usual, and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty the Pope."

The Pope raised his head slowly, his eyelids sunken, making him look a little dull, but if you look closely, you will find that his gaze is still shrewd, without a trace of cloudiness.

He moved his hand holding the staff, and changed into a comfortable position with some difficulty, "Is the suppression of darkness going well?"

"What did the black witch do?"

"The Holy Son personally commanded it, of course it went smoothly." Gabriel lowered his head and smiled, "The black witches are already scared, and it is only a matter of time before they are suppressed."

"Oh?" The Pope looked up at him, and asked with no emotion in his voice: "Then how did I hear that Archbishop Reese is missing?"

"I've also heard about Archbishop Reese." Gabriel sighed, "She's still young, and she might have been tricked by the black witch accidentally."

"The Holy Son has already sent someone to search for her whereabouts, His Majesty the Pope, don't worry."

The Pope tapped his staff one after another. After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice, "Gabriel, I know you have great ambitions, but the succession of the Holy Son is the choice of the Goddess of Light. You'd better be honest."

His tone was flat, but the warning was strong.

Gabriel was not surprised that the Pope would say such warning words. From the moment the Pope summoned him, he knew what the Pope meant.

He has worked hard for the Holy See for decades, but in the Pope's heart, he is still no better than a blood-related waste.

Gabriel shook his head and laughed, and looked directly at the Pope less respectfully and more mockingly, "Since it is the choice of the Goddess of Light, then let him succeed you, what are you waiting for?"

He patted his forehead while talking, and suddenly said: "Ah, I know, because the Holy Son hasn't practiced the forbidden technique until now, right?"

Gabriel clicked his tongue, "The Goddess of Light's requirements are getting lower and lower. It's no wonder the Holy See is what it is now."

"You..." The pope was so angry that his face turned red. He grabbed the staff and punched the ground vigorously. Before he opened his mouth, he couldn't help coughing violently.

Gabriel raised his head and looked at him indifferently.

The Pope stroked his chest with his hands, and suppressed his cough. He stared at Gabriel with gloomy eyes, slightly raised his hand holding the staff, and a golden light fell from the sky, weaving a cage to cover Gabriel.

Gabriel looked at the cage expressionlessly, raised his hand to touch it, and a bloodstain was left on the palm of his hand.

"Speaking disrespectfully, do you still see me as the Pope?" Seeing him trapped, the Pope slowly relaxed and regained his aloofness, "The Holy Son is the next Pope appointed by the Goddess of Light. No matter how unconvinced you are, Be patient."

"Gabriel, apart from Cambecas, you have stayed by my side the longest. I trust you. Is this how you repay me?"

Gabriel looked at him calmly, and said lightly: "I respect you, but I can't respect that stupid son of yours."

The Pope glared at Gabriel, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Gabriel sneered, "Do you think you have concealed it well? It is really selfish to designate him as the holy son in the name of the goddess of light."

The hand of the Pope holding the staff was tightening. He stared at Gabriel for a while, then slowly raised the staff, his lips moved and Gabriel interrupted him before he could chant the spell.

"Do you think this can trap me?" Gabriel took out a black scroll from the space gem, and the scroll exuded a strong dark atmosphere. He looked at the pope's wide eyes and smiled a little viciously, "You have already You are old, His Majesty the Pope, you are afraid to kill me."

"There's so much nonsense, why didn't you just kill me with a forbidden technique." Gabriel shook his head, he shook the scroll away, and a slender and tall figure came out of the black mist. He was shrouded in black mist for people to see. His face was unclear, only a pair of blood red eyes could be seen.

Seeing the figure in the black mist, the pope's expression changed drastically, and the staff in his hand fell to the ground.

The hall where the Pope summoned Gabriel was engraved with a light formation from the inside to the outside, and it was the strongest place in the central Holy See. However, in a place with such a high safety factor, the knights guarding outside felt the ground shaking under their feet.

The face of the Pope's Knight of Light changed slightly. When he was about to rush in to check the situation, he was stopped by a hand. He looked up and found that it was the saint.

"Your Highness, His Majesty the Pope summoned Archbishop Gabriel inside."

The saint glanced at the closed door, nodded and said nothing.

The Bright Knight was a little anxious, winked at his men and was about to lead them in, but just as he took a step, his arm was suddenly held down vigorously, and the golden long sword lay across his neck.

The saint gestured to the person who was holding down the Knight of Light, signaling them to take him away.

The Pope's personal guards were taken away, and the door became quiet again. Gabriel's entourage, the priest and the Knight of Light, were a little surprised when they saw this, but they didn't ask any more questions.

I don't know how long it took before the door was opened from the inside, and Gabriel walked out from the inside with a leisurely expression. He was a little surprised to see the saint standing outside, but he quickly reacted, "His Majesty is a little tired, you Go and help him down to rest."

The Holy Goddess walked past him indifferently, and the moment they passed by, Gabriel whispered to her again, "I'm not interested in the descendants of the protoss. If you're a smart person, you should know what to do."

The saint paused for a moment, lowered her eyes slightly without responding, and walked in indifferently.

Gabriel looked at her back with dark eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The saint felt the darkness in the air when she entered the hall. She looked up and looked around, and saw the Pope behind a stone pillar.

The Pope fell to the ground, his face was pale, and he was in a mess. Not to mention being superior, even his holiness lost his taste.

The saint walked over to help him up. The pope was exhausted and seriously injured, and he couldn't even walk steadily. He sat on the chair with force, and his voice was weak, "...Gabriel, you have betrayed."

"Do you want to call the Son of God?"

"Don't." The Pope stopped her, "Gabriel is very dangerous now, we can't let the Holy Son face him."

The Pope leaned back on the chair, looking a little older. He closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Is it possible for the Holy Son to break through?"

He opened his eyes and stared at the saint closely, not letting go of her slightest reaction.

The holy goddess looked as usual, and replied in a low voice: "Yes, it may be in the near future."

The pope looked a little dazed, but he tried his best to concentrate. He took out a scroll from the space gem and handed it to the saint, "Go to the Goss Empire and give this to the son of God." He paused, and then Added: "By the way, I will bring him a team of bright knights, so that he must protect his own safety."

"As for Gabriel...wait for me...wait for me to deal with him myself." The pope coughed again as he spoke.

The saint supported him and said lightly, "You should rest first."

The Pope closed his eyes, and after his breath calmed down, he suddenly said: "Your people... I know that you have been secretly taking care of your people these past few years."

The saint paused for a moment, looked up at the Pope, and did not speak.

"The life of the descendants of the God Race in hiding in Tibet these years has been too difficult. When the Holy Son succeeds to the throne, you can bring them back to the Holy See."

The saint looked down at her clothes, and replied softly: "On behalf of the people, I thank the Pope for his kindness."

The Pope glanced at the saint and shook his head slightly, "They are also the son's clan, so if you want to thank him, thank the son."

"If I'm gone, you have to help the Holy Son, I can only trust you now."

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