In the holy city of life, the atmosphere was very dignified. First, there was a shocking explosion, and then the guards of the temple rummaged around the entire city for suspicious characters.
The Pope has issued a death order. If no one can be found out who did it in a short time, then all the archbishops and the upper echelons of the religion will have to be downgraded.
The archbishop and the upper-level personnel who are under pressure will naturally distribute the pressure to the people below, and these grassroots soldiers will 'distribute' the pressure to ordinary people.
In just a few days, there were many more security incidents in the entire city than before, most of which were caused by guards, such as robbing property, beating others, or even rape and so on.
Beta walked on the street and passed by a group of menacing men. In the past few days, he had secretly prevented several rape incidents from happening, but he personally could not change the situation in the city.
Unless, he made great efforts to bring the city under the control of the God of Wealth Sect.
At the same time, Beta is also a little puzzled. What is the Pope of the God of Life thinking? Doesn't he not know that one of his ill-considered orders will cause such consequences
A chaotic city makes it easier for enemies to hide.
The Pope of Life made it easier for the enemy to hide.
During this period of time, Beta has been looking for that legendary young man on the street, but there is no news. And the archbishops have exhausted their own means, but it is also in vain.
Beta, who was wandering on the street, really felt that he had no idea. In desperation, he went to a tavern to drink fruit wine to change his mood. In essence, he is not drunk, the alcohol content of those wines is too low, and his physique is very high.
While drinking, Beta felt a gaze falling on him, not the kind of malicious one, but it was a mocking gaze.
He turned his head to look out the window and found a masked person standing on the roof of the third floor across the street. He was completely covered in black robes, with a white mask on his face, revealing only a pair of light gray eyes.
The two looked at each other, and soon Beta understood what he meant.
follow me.
Beta dropped a silver coin and left the tavern. It was found that the man in black robe had disappeared, and Joan of Arc in the air followed him immediately.
After leaving the Holy City of Life, the man in black entered the woods outside. Joan circled above the woods to confirm that there was no one else except the man in black, and then notified Beta.
Then Beta came.
It was very quiet in the woods, and the two faced each other. Beta looked him up and down for a while, then smiled and said, "Count Billy, what do you mean by bringing me here?"
"It's amazing, you can recognize me like this. You are worthy of being the Pope of the God of Wealth Cult, under the crown of Beta." The man in black robe took off his mask and revealed his true face. It was indeed Billy.
Beta raised her eyebrows: "Have you found out my identity?"
There's no point in hiding it now.
"Actually, I have seen Your Majesty before, when Queen Sasha ascended the throne. At that time, I was in the crowd and saw your appearance." Count Billy looked at Beta's hair: "But your hair was bright golden at that time, The eyes are also more determined and forceful, instead of the lazy look now."
"You mean that?"
Beta's hair turned back to bright golden at an extremely fast speed, and a pair of golden pupils burst out with a frightening light.
The aristocratic imposing talent is fully released.
Billy felt trembling all over his body, but he laughed: "Sure enough, it's you. I wasn't too sure about it some time ago. I've been investigating your identity, and I've been investigating. Many clues point to your real identity. identity, but I can’t even believe it.”
"why?"
"Because no pope has gone as far into danger as you have."
Beta smiled indifferently: "Maybe I am a strange person."
"I think you are very courageous." Billy took a deep breath: "His Majesty the Pope, I would like to ask, what is the purpose of you hiding your identity and coming to this city? Is it for Celia? This beauty?"
"Why did I tell you?" Beta smiled.
"Mind if I take a guess?" Billy asked seriously.
Beta raised her eyebrows: "Please."
"You want to kill the Pope, don't you?"
Beta's expression remained unchanged, and he admitted generously: "You guessed it. But why did you think of this?"
"When I was investigating your information, I saw a gossip that the Pope of Life had sent a very powerful killer group to assassinate you, but they missed."
"There is indeed such a thing."
"I don't know much about you, but I also know that you are the kind of person who must take revenge." Billy said lightly: "This is a very good quality. In fact, when I first saw you At the time, I already had this kind of thought, but I didn’t dare to believe my own judgment.”
Beta nodded: "That's the end of the gossip, why did you bring me here?"
Billy said indifferently: "You want to kill the Pope, and I want to kill him too. So we cooperate... Sorry, it's me and my influence, and you are the one driving it, Your Majesty."
Beta stared at Billy for a while, then shook his head: "I don't believe you. I'm afraid you will stab me in the back at a critical moment."
Billy smiled wryly and said, "I would never dare to do that."
Of course Beta didn't believe it. Since the other party dared to kill the Pope of Life, he should also dare to kill himself, the Pope of Wealth.
"Since you already know my identity, you still have five minutes to think about convincing me to let you go." Beta looked at the other party and said, "After all, the things I hide here are still less and less people know." The better."
"Your Majesty, you can plant a magic curse in my soul." Billy spread his hands and said, "Even a master-slave contract is fine."
Beta was a little surprised: "Why did you do this and kill the Pope?"
"If I say that I am the illegitimate son of the Pope of Life, do you believe it?"
Beta froze for a moment, then showed a suspicious look.
"My mother was very beautiful when she was a girl, and then she was raped by the Pope who was over 50 years old at the time and gave birth to me. When I was five years old, the Pope found my mother again. My mother was very happy, thinking that the Pope would accept She and me. In the end, he raised the butcher knife."
Billy's expression at this time was quite indifferent, even a little calm, as if he was talking about something unrelated to himself.
It's just that Beta can see that there is raging anger hidden in his seemingly calm eyes.
"But luckily, I survived, because my heart was a little crooked. The dagger just hurt my flesh." Billy smiled ironically: "A person who kills his own woman and offspring is worthy of being a father Is it? I just want to avenge my mother."
Of course not! Beta looked at Billy and asked aloud, "But I still don't fully trust you, so, as you said, I want to imprint your soul. Are you willing to accept this humiliation?"
"This is the best way." Seeing Beta agree, Billy smiled ferociously.