"It doesn't matter." Facing Mi'er's direct refusal, Rasul laughed, "According to the feedback from the Eden Fruit, the probability of you agreeing just now is less than 1%. I have already been mentally prepared."
"If that's the case, why are you asking me?" Mi'er asked curiously, "Do you want to try the probability of less than 1%?"
"No." Rasul still smiled, "Because fate has already arranged everything. This is why I want to bring you into this world."
He continued to walk forward, and the two little girls hurriedly followed. Mia quietly approached Mier and asked:
"Did you understand everything he just said?"
"Just barely." Mier glanced at her.
"No way!" Mia held her head in disbelief, her face full of disbelief, "Our IQs are so different!"
Honey: …
How can I explain this to you? She showed a somewhat tangled expression. If you hadn't been lying on the table daydreaming when Nora was teaching us cultural lessons, maybe there wouldn't be such a big difference.
"By the way." Rasul, who was walking in front, suddenly asked, "What do you think of the Holy See?"
"I don't know what organization it is, but Nora said it seems very powerful." Mia said honestly.
"But overall, because it is quite far away from our world, I don't have any personal likes or dislikes towards it," Mier added.
"Hehe, your sister Nora is right. The Holy See is indeed an extremely powerful behemoth. Even if I searched all the world lines that diverge in the future, it is only rare to find such a rare parallel world among millions of future lines." Rasul said with a smile.
"You mean, at this point in time, there was only a one in a million chance that the Holy See would be conquered by the Imperial Coalition Forces?" Mier asked.
"Almost. If the Empire hadn't invaded Italy, this world would never have existed." Rasul said seriously, "Maintaining our existence in the parallel world is just like maintaining the existence of objects in the parallel world in our world. It consumes spiritual energy all the time. At present, my spiritual energy can only last for about an hour, but it is enough for you to see those things."
"Master." Mia asked in a low voice, "Are you a demigod?"
"Yeah." Rasul hummed in acknowledgement.
"Then why doesn't our leader know?" Mia asked curiously.
"Of course the Antichrist has ways to deceive people," Rasul replied with a smile, "He has corresponding means to deceive you, the Vatican, and Raphael."
The two men made their way through the ruined streets of Solomon's city and finally arrived at the Lateran Palace.
The seat of the Church in this world had been completely abandoned after the war. Several masked men with guns walked out of a nearby chapel and cast aggressive eyes towards Rasul. The meaning was self-evident.
However, they soon fell to the ground, some with their throats cut, some holding their chests and convulsing, and the ways of death were different, the only thing in common was that they all died suddenly.
"What kind of ability is that?" Mi'er asked again.