The Path of Ascension to the Priest

The night was hazy, a round of bright and clear full moon hung on the branches, and the silvery white moonlight poured down, softening the cold night.

Tang Qiu stood by the window, looking down at the pure white staff in his hand. The staff was slightly cool in his hands, and he could clearly feel the intricate and delicate patterns engraved on it when he closed his fingers. The lines looked a bit like vines and something Tang Qiu touched the leaves of the plants inch by inch from the end of the staff, and finally reached the top, where there was a gap, and the place where the gems were originally placed was empty.

This staff was given to her by the saint, and it is said to be the staff of the first Pope Cynthia.

According to records, the gem at the top of the staff disappeared after the holy war ended.

"Why is Cynthia's staff in your hand?" Reese sat at the table, glanced at the staff in Tang Qiu's hand from the corner of her eye, and asked in surprise.

Tang Qiu half turned around, looked at Ruisi, and said with a smile: "The saint gave it to me." Holding up the staff, she asked, "So, is there anything special about this?"

Why did Karma want this thing from the saint, and she still gave it to herself by name.

"Cynthia staff, the first pope used it to drive the blood race back to the blood domain." Reese rested her chin on one hand, thought carefully for a while, and gave Tang Qiu a not-so-serious answer, "The special place is probably more famous?"

Tang Qiu smiled helplessly. She put down her staff and looked sideways out of the window. The bright moonlight made the blood in her body slowly start to boil, but her heart was calm, and she looked like she was in deep thought.

Footsteps sounded from far and near until they stopped at the door. The door was gently pushed open, and the saint walked in from the outside, holding a stack of parchment in her hand.

She walked to sit opposite Reese, and said softly, "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

Reese poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of the saint. Her eyes stayed on the parchment in her hand for a moment, and she raised her eyebrows and asked, "What is it?"

The saint put the stack of parchment in front of Reese, then picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.

Reese pinched the top parchment with her index finger and thumb, glanced at it, with a delicate expression, "...Are you deciding to gather your power?"

Apart from the guards, the saint rarely cultivates other forces. She has a lot of power in the Holy See, but there are too few supporters.

The saint shook her head, "This is for you."

"Oh?"

"A batch of the Holy Son's confidantes died. You take these bishop's appointment letters and put them on someone you trust."

Such chaotic moments are best for fishing in troubled waters.

Tang Qiu turned her head at the saint's words. She exchanged a glance with Ruisi who looked up, and said, "So, do you want us to join forces with you to deal with Gabriel?"

Judging from the situation in Guangming Square today, the effect of the Holy Maiden using the Pope to suppress Gabriel is not as good as imagined. In order to contain Gabriel, it is indeed the most correct choice to unite with other cardinals, especially Reese. .

Although Ruisi was still in the "missing" state, the power in her hands was always firmly in her hands.

In Guangming Square today, Gabriel wouldn't be so fearless if Reese was there.

But... what does the saint want in the end, the position of the pope?Tang Qiu looked the saint up and down, her sky blue eyes were not as clear as usual.

The saint was stunned for a moment when she heard Tang Qiu's words. She frowned and asked in confusion, "Are you going to watch Gabriel take the throne?"

She thought that Tang Qiu and Rui Si were on the same front as herself.

Reese hooked her lips, "If you tell me what's going on with the Pope, I'll answer your question, how about it?"

The saint was silent for a while, then said softly: "Don't worry about the Pope, when the right time comes, he will die naturally."

It sounded like the pope had been completely controlled by the saint. Tang Qiu put Cynthia's staff into the storage gem, then turned around and walked to the last empty seat by the table to sit down, and said with a smile, "I don't like Gabriel's look either. It's hypocritical, but unfortunately, I'm going back to Goss tomorrow, and I may not be able to help you with Gabriel."

Comparing Gabriel with the Xitai clan, the latter is obviously more important, and if the Xitai clan is destroyed, Gabriel will naturally be out of luck.

Ruisi knew that Tang Qiu had found the hiding place of the Xitai Clan, but she didn't expect her to leave in such a hurry, "Tomorrow?"

Tang Qiu hummed, "When we left the Goss Empire, the elite of the elves had already left for the Gelug Empire, and I'm going to join them too."

Reese tapped the table lightly with her hand on the table, and pondered: "I will give you my guard." Her guards are all elites she has cultivated for many years, and they are very powerful.

Tang Qiu's eyes were smiling, and she readily accepted Ruisi's kindness.

The saint looked around between Tang Qiu and Rui Si, and realized something was wrong, she asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Go and destroy Gabriel's backer—the Xitai Clan." Tang Qiu simply said, "The Pope, Gabriel and others have been having an affair with the Xitai Clan. You should know that, right?"

The saint frowned and nodded. She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then said solemnly, "...but Gabriel can't stay any longer."

Tang Qiu and Ruisi looked up at the same time, looking at the saint in confusion.

"Don't you think the Black Witch is too quiet?" The Holy Goddess looked complicated, "There is about to be a catastrophe in the Stratu Continent. Before that, Gabriel must be eliminated, so that the Holy See can concentrate on dealing with the Black Witch."

"Disaster? What disaster?"

The saint pursed her lips. Although her tone was calm, Ruisi, who was familiar with her, heard a trace of frustration, "I only foreshadowed the disaster, but I didn't see the person who caused the disaster."

To be precise, she only saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Tang Qiu frowned, and said slowly: "Even if you say so, I can't change my decision."

It is unclear when the disaster predicted by the saint will come, but Tang Qiu knows that if they continue to delay, the disaster for her and Lucille will come soon.

"However..." Tang Qiu pondered for a moment, and suggested: "You don't have to be too jealous of Gabriel. Since you said he won't rebel, then he won't be able to conquer the Pope, so he will definitely think of other ways."

Reese thought of something, nodded in agreement, and said slowly: "Since the black witch still has a back move, let Gabriel deal with it. It would be too wasteful not to use it before he is so powerful."

"You mean..." The saintess is not a dull person, and she immediately understood what Tang Qiu and Ruisi meant, "Stop him first and let him focus on the black witch?"

"He values ​​reputation so much, so he definitely wants to be in the top position." Tang Qiu smiled lightly, and said slowly: "Then you will give him this opportunity and let him be the savior, which will not only target the black witches, but also preserve the Holy See." Isn't the strength very good?"

"As for the Pope's position...it depends on whether he is ordered to sit in the end."

After Tang Qiu came up with her idea, she went back to rest. After Tang Qiu left, Ruisi made another pot of rose tea. Seeing the saint across from her who had been meditating, she slowly leaned back on the chair, The probing eyes turned around her face, and asked: "What is your purpose... Do you want to be the pope?"

Tang Qiu wasn't there, so Ruisi didn't have to be polite, and asked directly.

The saint was startled for a moment, then shook her head, "No."

She thought of something, and sighed: "I am not qualified for the Pope's position. I just want to protect the Holy See, and I don't want to see the Holy See established by Your Excellency Cynthia destroyed by the hands of the Black Witch and Gabriel."

Because she is a descendant of the Protoss, she is even more aware of the hardships of the first Pope Cynthia in establishing the Holy See.

As for the position of the pope, to be honest, the saint really didn't think about it, because she knew that the Holy See would never be able to restore its former glory in her hands.

The position of the pope should belong to the person who can implicate the elves, werewolves, and witches to restore the alliance with the Holy See.

Just like Cynthia Pope once did.

Reese was a little surprised by the saint's words. She looked at the steaming teapot, pondered for a while, and said slowly, "I will stay and help you."

The darkness of the Holy See will not disappear because of the death of the Holy Son. Reese hates this muddy thing, and she wants to crush this darkness one by one.

Leaving Reese's room, the sky outside had already turned white. The saint rubbed the center of her brows, and instead of going back to rest, she went to the Pope's manor.

Hundreds of knights of light guarded the pope's manor tightly. The saint pushed open the heavy door, and a ray of light illuminated the darkness inside the door, but it disappeared because the door was closed.

The candles on the wall lit up one by one following the saint's footsteps. In the far corner of the room, the pope was lying on the bed with his hands clasped on his chest. His old face had a hint of gray, and his white hair had lost its luster.

The saint walked to the side of the bed, took out the staff and pressed it against the Pope's forehead, and chanted an incantation in a low voice. White light condensed on the top of the staff. The Pope's expression was a little painful, and then he slowly woke up.

"...Phoenix." The pope's vision was a bit blurred. He blinked for a long time before seeing the saint, but it was still unclear, "How is the situation outside?"

He tried to sit up from the bed but failed. The Pope could feel the exhaustion and weakness deep in his body. Why did he become like this... He was seriously injured by Eden, but it was not to this point.

Why was his life force draining so quickly?

The pope looked at the staff in the hand of the saint, and his dull thoughts could no longer think about the reason.

"I...I want to abdicate." The Pope wanted to touch the ring in his hand, but after touching nothing, he slowly remembered that the ring was given to the saint by him, and he sighed: "Where is the Holy Son?" ? Call him back quickly."

He has no energy to pave the way for the Son.

"The Son is still in retreat, it's the critical moment." The saint put away the staff and said lightly.

"Ah...that's it." The Pope blinked his eyes slowly, his voice was intermittent and chaotic, "Let him retreat well, he is a protoss... a protoss...you are also a protoss." He looked hard at The saint frowned as if she was recalling, "Descendants of the god race... I am your benefactor, Phoenix."

"Do you remember?" The Pope wanted to raise his hand, but failed, "You were so young back then, you couldn't speak when I brought you to the Holy See."

Because the Pope said this to Phoenix more than once, he said it very smoothly, "You are very interested in everything when you hold my leg, because you like light spells, that's why I suppressed my objections The voice kept you in the Holy See."

"The Holy See can't tolerate foreigners, but I tolerate you protoss." The Pope coughed, and gradually fell asleep, but he was still whispering before falling asleep, "You have to be grateful...Fenix."

The saint looked at him quietly, until he fell asleep completely and stopped talking, then a cold voice sounded in the room, "Okay."

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