Hearing Lai En's words, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
The Pope is involved in a worldwide terrorist attack that also involves Stargate and the World Security Council.
Even though the Vatican is a big and powerful place, it cannot afford this consequence.
Several member states of the World Security Council may be concerned about the influence of the Holy See and are unable to wipe them out. Although they may not be able to do so openly, some of the measures they use are enough to give the Holy See a headache.
Apart from anything else, the Holy See has some secret funds deposited in Italian, federal, and Swiss banks. Once these bank accounts are frozen, the funds of the Holy See will be in trouble.
The director of the Inquisition was a plain-looking old man in his fifties. He walked up to Ryan, made the sign of the cross on his chest, and said with a smile:
"Mr. Lai En, I would like to thank your Tang Group for mediating this matter!"
Lai En looked at him as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, and waved his hand. The black-clad bodyguard standing by the door came over with a silver box and placed it in front of Lai En.
Ryan quickly pressed the code of the silver briefcase and opened the box. Inside the box was a simple crown that looked like it was woven with brambles, a beetle that seemed to be sealed in white amber, and an old silver cross.
Ryan picked up the silver cross and said with a smile, "These are the relics left by the Pope in the terrorist attack. His entourage encountered a suicide attack by terrorists in the hotel, and only these few things were found at the scene!"
Ryan put his fingers on the silver chain of the cross. As he gently moved his fingers, the cross turned lightly.
As he moved, the eyes of the people present also followed the cross.
This silver cross may look inconspicuous, but it is a token of inheritance passed down by the Pope of the Holy See. There are several secret vaults in the Vatican that require this cross to open.
Ryan looked at West and the others who suddenly looked nervous, smiled and put the cross into the briefcase, pushed the briefcase across the conference table and stopped in front of West who was sitting opposite Ryan.
"Now that these things have been returned to their original owners, our boss said that he is also a member of the Holy Shield Brotherhood, so naturally he should do what he can for the Brotherhood!"
Several leaders of the Holy Shield Brotherhood looked at each other. They never expected that these things would come so easily. They thought they would have to pay a very high price.
You know, although they have used the influence of the Holy Shield Brotherhood and the Vatican to help the Tang Group in recent years, the Tang Group donates real money to the church controlled by the Holy Shield Brotherhood every year.
They receive several large boxes of donations every year just for the silver-plated gold crosses, not to mention the elegant but valuable little things like jewel brooches.
In recent years, it is precisely because of the financial transfer from the Tang Group that the power of their Holy Shield Brotherhood has been able to expand rapidly within the Vatican.
But no one expected that an angel would suddenly appear out of nowhere and disrupt the good situation of the Holy Shield Brotherhood.
"I knew long ago that Tang was the benefactor of our Holy Shield Brotherhood!"
"I really envy West for having such a good disciple—"
"West has a good vision, but unfortunately, Mr. Tang is not from the Vatican, otherwise the position of Pope would definitely be his!"
"Come on, do you think Mr. Tang, with his power, can have aspirations for the position of Pope..."
When they heard Lai En say that these things were free of charge, the group of people from the Holy Shield Brotherhood kept complimenting Boss Tang with a bunch of free compliments.
West's usually stern face now smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.
Just as a bishop nearby said, Tang Song is his disciple. The stronger Tang Song's power and the higher his prestige, the higher his status within the Holy Shield Brotherhood will become.
Unfortunately, he was in the Inquisition, not a cardinal, and was not eligible to run for the position of Pope. Otherwise, with the support of Tang and Song, he might have been able to fight for the throne of Pope.
West opened the silver briefcase in front of him and was checking the three holy objects inside when he suddenly felt a pair of eyes falling on him. He raised his head slightly and met the eyes of a fat bishop who looked like Santa Claus. The two exchanged glances and West nodded slightly at him.
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"I'm here for another matter. I'm here on behalf of the World Security Council. Professor Charles of Utopia died on the front line of fighting against terrorist attacks. Although this incident was said to be a terrorist attack,
But everyone present knows that it was the angel who came down from the Holy Spirit who did it. Now Magneto has gone to the World Security Council and wants an explanation. The World Security Council asked me to ask, what explanation does the Vatican intend to give to Utopia?"
After the members of the Holy Shield Brotherhood put away the briefcase containing the three holy artifacts, Ryan slowly spoke out another purpose for coming here.
"Utopia, the country founded by mutants?" The chief judge of the Inquisition paused.
"This matter is the responsibility of the former pope. We were also imprisoned by that alien monster.
However, this matter is indeed the responsibility of the Holy See, and we will not shirk it. What kind of compensation does Utopia want, money or other aspects? Because of the terrorist attack on the Central Cathedral, we have recently raised funds from all over the world. So far, we have raised 3.5 billion US dollars. We can use this money to compensate Utopia first!"
The chief judge did not take Utopia seriously, as it was a newly established mutant country. However, he knew that the Tang Group was behind Utopia.
No wonder they didn't ask for any benefits when they sent the three holy artifacts just now. It turned out that they were waiting here. A flash of understanding flashed in the eyes of the chief judge. He thought that the money was from the Tang Group, so he waved his hand happily:
"If it's not enough, we can add more compensation later!"
Looking at the chief referee who looked rich and powerful, Lai En put down the red teacup in his hand, sighed, and said, "The chief referee has misunderstood. Utopia does not intend to ask for money. I have talked to Magneto.
Professor Charles holds a very important position among mutants. Without him, Utopia's external deterrent power would be reduced by more than half. This cannot be measured by money!"
"So, what does he want?" The chief judge looked at Lai En, fearing that he would ask for too much.
"Endorsement! Utopia wants the Church to endorse mutants and declare in the name of this Lord that the abilities of mutants are gifts from God, not some genetic disease or punishment from the devil!"
Hearing Lai En's words, the chief judge frowned immediately, and several powerful bishops present also looked at each other.
"Chief Judge, will this cause resentment among the believers?" a regional archbishop could not help but speak up.
"Disgusted, Bishop Gary, you have been in the Vatican for so long, have you forgotten that we are the Holy Shield Brotherhood, not real believers!" Bishop Hyde, who had some interactions with Tang Song before, no, it should be said that it was Cardinal Hyde, who refuted the words of the regional archbishop.
"But now the Church is our base. If the parasitic tree falls, where will we, the vines clinging to the tree, go?"
"Ivy, the Church was only established a short time ago, but the history of our Holy Shield Brotherhood is not shorter than that of the Church. If you want to belittle yourself, don't take me with you!"
"you!-"
Ryan touched the red teacup and watched a group of people from the Holy Shield Brotherhood quarreling with each other. He silently kept in mind those who held negative opinions.
For the high-ranking members of the Holy Shield Brotherhood, they can satisfy Utopia's request for money. After all, the Holy See has accumulated wealth over thousands of years. Even the donations from believers are enough to make them well-off.
Once they seize control of the Pope, the entire Vatican will belong to them.
But they use the name of the Holy See to endorse those mutants.
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The members of the Holy Shield Brotherhood argued for at least ten minutes about the condition proposed by Utopia. During this period, the servants came to change the tea several times, but they still could not reach a conclusion.
"Chief Judge, Mr. West, and all the bishops, I have delivered the things and Utopia's requirements. It's getting late, and I have some things to deal with, so I will leave first. You can call me to let me know when you have come up with the result!"
Lai En raised his wrist to look at his mechanical watch, then stood up and spoke to everyone.
When he stood up, there was a clattering sound of chairs being moved back. All the high-ranking officials of the Holy Shield Brotherhood, including the chief referee, stood up.
"We're sorry, Mr. Lane, to have made you make such a trip. We will give you the result right away!" The chief referee held Lane's hand and walked him to the stairs to the second floor.
"This is my job. Thank you for being so polite, Chief Referee. Please go back!" Lai En waved to the Chief Referee.
The chief referee glanced behind him and said, "West, go and help Mr. Lane!"
West nodded and chased after Ryan's figure.
The people of the Holy Shield Brotherhood watched the two men disappear, and someone said, "Hey, who would have thought that a disciple of West would have reached his current status
When West introduced him to the organization, he was just a gangster, but now we have to treat him with such respect as one of his subordinates! How unpredictable things are!"
For a moment, the entire second floor fell into silence.
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"call!"
West took Ryan downstairs. By the pool, the two stopped in tacit understanding. West took a cigar from Ryan and put it in his mouth. Ryan took the match from the bodyguard beside him, struck the match himself and lit the cigar for him.
West smoked a cigar and exhaled a puff of white smoke from his mouth.
"Teacher West, has the Pope been chosen?"
In front of the castle's fountain, Ryan lit a cigar and smoked with West.
"I prefer Bishop Hyde. He is one of our own. He was able to become a cardinal thanks to the financial offensive of your group!"
"Bishop Hyde!" Ryan's mind flashed quickly to the chubby face that looked like Santa Claus. He nodded and said, "I'll explain it to the boss!"
"So, what does Don think? He has never paid so much attention to the election of the Pope before. Is it because of the angel of descent?" The flame produced by the cigar's breathing flickered in the dark corner, and West's eyes were shining in the darkness.
"Our boss thinks the person hanging on the cross has been hanging for thousands of years and it's too hard, so he plans to replace him!"
When West heard Ryan's seemingly casual words, his body trembled and he took a deep breath.
"You are crazy!" West felt his fingers holding the cigarette were shaking.
Ryan sneered and said to West:
"Angels, gods, so what? One of them was killed at the forward base!"
After a wave of ridicule, Ryan continued:
"Teacher West, you, the Holy Shield Brotherhood, should be able to see from this angel's descent that if you want to control the Holy See, you must turn the Holy See into a real religious decoration organization. The gods and angels behind them are the biggest obstacles to your control of the Holy See!"
"But that's an angel, the legendary God, he is omnipotent." West took two deep puffs of his cigar and frowned.
Lai En sneered a few times and said, "Almighty is just a record in the Bible. The Bible was not edited by humans. In my opinion, the only one who can be called almighty is our boss!"
West shuddered again. He laughed dryly and asked, "This is what your boss wants. What is Tang going to do?"
Ryan glanced at West and said gently, "Boss, what you mean is that after the new pope takes office, he will invite religious scholars from all over the world to re-annotate the Bible and re-examine the archaeology of Jesus Christ!"
Ryan said as he fumbled in his pocket for a while, took out a needle of emerald green potion and handed it to West.
He smiled and said, "Teacher, don't worry about encountering resistance. This is the first divine potion produced by our laboratory. This potion can break the limit of human life span and increase the theoretical limit of human life span to 150 years!"
West held the potion in his hand, his heart pounding, and he licked his dry lips.
Things that extend lifespan are priceless treasures even in the extraordinary world, and most of the extraordinary items that can be purchased have various flaws.
Just like the vampire's first embrace, it can indeed turn ordinary people into immortals, but unless they have no choice, no one wants to turn themselves into a bloodthirsty monster that can only suck human blood.
"Don't worry, Teacher West. We have already conducted human trials on this medicine and it has no side effects. My boss asked me to prepare fifty doses. I believe that with these medicines, you will be able to find a group of like-minded friends within the Vatican!"
West's expression changed for a while, and he asked again very seriously: "What exactly does Tang want to do?"
"I've already told you, Mr. West, our boss plans to create a new god to replace the one on the cross!"
West screamed hoarsely, "You guys are crazy, what good will this do to you!? Oh my God?"
West really couldn't understand Tang Song's intention. Even if there was a different person on the cross, what good would it do to Tang Song? Was Tang a pagan
Ryan said nothing, he just looked at West.
He firmly believed that no one could refuse the offer from his boss, the potion that could prolong life, and he believed that no one could resist the temptation to live.
As for the boss’s real purpose.
He had some guesses in his mind.
West's face was gloomy and he was smoking his cigar with big puffs. The smoke he was puffing out seemed to explain his mood.
"How are you going to deal with those angels? Judging from the Holy Descent, those angels are not just fiction, they really exist—"
Lai En smiled and said, "We will solve this problem! Teacher West will only be responsible for the later revision of the Bible!"
West took two puffs of his cigar, threw the remaining half of the cigar to the ground, and crushed it with his foot. He clenched the injection in his hand:
"Okay, I don't care what Tang is planning, but the purpose of the Brotherhood of the Holy Shield is to protect the earth from being invaded by alien races. Since this God is an alien, I will help you!"
"I'll leave the matters concerning the Holy See to you. Feel free to contact me if you need anything!" Lai En nodded towards West.
West accompanied Lai En out of the castle gate, and the black stretched sedan followed slowly behind them.
"Then I won't send you off!"
West watched Ryan get into the car and watched it go away, then he slowly walked back to the castle. During this time, he carefully stuffed the injection in his hand into the inside of his clothes for safekeeping.
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"Brother Lane!"
After Lai En got on the car, he was greeted by a silly smiling face. He sighed helplessly.
"Okay, the matter here has been resolved, so come back to the manor with me!"
When Adam heard what Lane said, he immediately smiled and took out a can of drink from the car refrigerator and handed it to Lane.
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The moonlight is like water, and the night wind is like water.
The sky and the earth seemed like a large piece of colored glass, with ripples rising and falling on the sea in the distance and the sound of waves rising and falling.
In the Norwegian waters, there is a small island. Although it is uninhabited, the small island is full of wild flowers and the chirping of insects can be heard at night.
Tang Song, dressed as a Taoist priest, was leaning lazily on a big rock by the seashore, with a gorgeous tiger nestled at his feet, looking quite elegant and graceful like an oriental immortal.
The sea breeze blew, and in addition to the sound of waves hitting the rocks, there seemed to be the sound of thunder, roars, and curses, as well as the sharp curses of a woman.
Boom!
A flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, illuminating the sea in front of Tang Song. An old man in a white windbreaker appeared in front of Tang Song, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"Tang! I leave it to you!"
Tang Song watched the old man Odin disappear behind him with a few leaps.
A cloud of black fog suddenly floated in from the sea and fell in front of Tang Song's eyes. A woman with long black hair and wearing dark green armor strode out of the black smoke.
She looked Tang Song up and down, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Who are you? Where did that old guy Odin hide?"
Tang Song looked silently at the lady in front of him with long black hair, then pointed his finger backwards, indicating that Odin was hiding behind him.
The queen with long black hair, Hela looked at Tang Song cautiously, raised her hands, and countless sharp black short blades appeared in the air, pointing at Tang Song from afar.
"Who are you? The helper Odin invited?"