"This is also my only concern," Gu Qingshan said: "But according to the judgment of the Goddess of Justice and me, the Pope rarely comes to such banquets."
Ye Feili said: "Why don't I go with you? That Pope, if he dares to act presumptuously in front of us, I'll teach him how to behave."
The others all turned their heads to look at him, all with strange expressions on their faces.
"What's wrong?" Ye Feili was puzzled.
"I bet ten credits, you can't defeat that monster." Liao Xing said.
"You have no confidence in me?" Ye Feili said.
"I bet 100 million, you will die in great pain." Zhang Yinghao said.
Ye Feili didn't believe it, and looked at Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan patted him and said: "When will you be able to beat Anna, will you be qualified to think about dealing with the saints of the Holy Cult."
"Wait until one day, you can defeat Anna, and then defeat the saints, and then think about how to come back alive from the hands of the Pope."
"Anna... is only at the peak of the fourth stage of the Five Elements, but I am the king of murderers at the sixth stage." Ye Feili said unconvinced.
Gu Qingshan said: "As I said, the division of strength is not that simple. Anna's Five Elements Fire plus her Heaven's Chosen Skill are stronger than ordinary fifth-level professionals."
Ye Feili looked at Anna and said, "How about we fight?"
Anna said disdainfully, "Look at your cup."
Ye Feili looked down and saw that the wine glass in his hand had already melted half.
"If you really fight, you're already dead." Anna raised her chin and said.
"When did this happen?" Ye Feili said dejectedly.
He was hit a little bit badly.
"Actually, there's no way around it. The Mystery Department's Heaven's Chosen Skill cannot be judged by common sense." Zhang Yinghao comforted him.
Ye Feili suddenly asked Gu Qingshan: "What about you? Your swordsmanship is the only one I have ever seen in my life. Can you deal with the Holy See?"
"For saints, I can still fight against each other." Gu Qingshan said with a smile.
"Where did you meet the Pope?"
"If you can't escape, you will definitely die."
"You will die too?"
"If the difference in strength is too far, they will naturally die."
Zhang Yinghao also agreed: "If the Pope is here, all of us will die."
Anna suddenly looked at Gu Qingshan and said, "Why don't I disguise myself and go with you."
"No, it's too dangerous, I won't let you go."
Gu Qingshan's attitude is very firm.
Liao Hang was thinking on the side, and said: "Then we must pay attention to the movements of this old woman."
He typed out a long series of data on the light curtain, and finally submitted it to the goddess of justice.
"Please extract the core formula from this address, and then make thirty."
"Wonderful formula, Mr. Liao." The goddess of justice replied.
Gu Qingshan asked: "What is it?"
"Nano-scale ultra-micro peepers, the most proud invention in my life." Liao Xing said proudly.
"Are you going to use it to monitor the Pope?"
"Of course, I spread it all over the Holy See, and no one could notice it."
"This thing, I always feel that its function is more than that..." Ye Feili said thoughtfully.
Liao Hang turned his head to look at him, curled his lips, and his eyes were full of the meaning of "you are still too young".
"In this way, we will be able to learn about the Pope's situation and keep you informed." Anna happily patted Gu Qingshan's shoulder, and finally let go of her hanging heart.
"Very good, let's keep in touch." Gu Qingshan said.
While talking in his mouth, he was silently thinking about a strange question.
In the previous life, among the human beings in the real world, the Pope was the most mysterious.
In the long time, among countless professionals who fought against her, only the emperor of the Fuxi Empire survived.
Emperor Fuxi recuperated for more than half a year before recovering, and then kept silent about the contest.
Therefore, no one knows how the pope fought and what cards he has.
In fact, there were seven saints, and she didn't need to make a move under normal circumstances.
But the strangest thing is that in the last year of the end, the Pope disappeared without a trace.
No one knew where she went, whether she was dead or alive.
But at that time, fewer and fewer people were still alive, and everyone was overwhelmed by themselves, and the investigation into her disappearance quickly fell to nothing.
At this time, the voice of the goddess of justice sounded.
"The flight plan is ready, sir, and you are ready to depart at any time."
"Okay, I'm off."
Gu Qingshan stood up and made a gesture.
A set of mobile armor rose from the ground, layer by layer, and fit on him.
This is the regular armor reserved by the Goddess of Justice.
Time is running out, Gu Qingshan did not specialize in the manufacture of mobile armor.
"Your Excellency, it's too late to remake the armor. We can only implant a micro-invisibility system in this armor, which can activate the invisibility for 1 minute." The goddess of justice said.
"Use the latest set of techniques I calculated?"
"right."
"One minute is enough to go from high altitude to the ground, and it doesn't matter if it's not enough."
As Gu Qingshan said, he strode onto a small spaceship, turned around and waved at a few people.
"I'll be right back," he said.
The door of the spaceship closed, the engine roared, and gradually started.
The small spaceship flew to the planet below the Temple.
The spacecraft quickly entered the atmosphere and patrolled back and forth at a fixed altitude.
"Your Excellency, we are on the edge of the monitoring of the Holy Church. If we advance another hundred meters, we will be spotted by the monitoring system of the Holy Nation."
"Open the hatch, I'll use the mech to sneak in."
The hatch opened with a sound.
Gu Qingshan jumped down.
the other side.
Holy Nation Capital Cathedral.
Wearing a white robe, a woman exuding a trace of brilliance sits on a throne.
Above her head, a bright halo floated out of thin air, exuding bursts of strong or dark sacred light, making her look like an angel descending from the mortal world.
This is the Pope of the Holy Faith.
Holding a drawing board in her hand, she seems to be drawing.
When she has nothing to do, she will draw something, which is her pastime.
"Your Majesty, please see me." Two priests walked in quickly and reported.
"Let him in, everyone else go out, I will talk to the king alone." The pope said without looking up.
"yes."
The two priests withdrew.
After a while, the king came in.
He cried, "Mother, I'm so lonely, why hasn't Anna come here yet?"
The Pope sighed and said, "Your recent performance has disappointed me so much. Anyone can see that you are not a king."
She continued: "The Holy Kingdom is gradually splitting up because of this. This is all your problem."
The king roared loudly: "I don't care, if you don't give me Anna, I will continue to make trouble!"
The pope was silent, and his tone became cold: "We said that if you can do your job well, I will reward you with Anna as the soul material for your nourishment."
"But you didn't do a good job, and you are still making trouble in front of me."
"Son, you are not good like this."
The Pope stretched out his hand and swiped in mid-air.
The king continued to shout loudly as if he didn't realize it, but he couldn't make any sound.
"You need to rest for a while and reflect on your mistakes," the Pope said.
After hearing the word "rest", the king showed a look of panic, and said something desperately, but still couldn't make a sound.
The king quickly knelt on the ground and made a gesture of begging for mercy.
The Pope shook his head, took out a pen, and began to draw on the drawing paper.
She drew quickly, and murmured: "I will give you a quiet space, you go and reflect on what you did wrong, after this period of time, if I still remember, you come out again. "
When the king heard this, despair and panic were written on his face.
Suddenly, the king's stomach was opened, and a dwarf with a terrifying face slipped out of the stomach, turned around and ran away.
The dwarf shouted: "No! I don't want to go back! I want to stay in this world!"
However, the Pope has finished the painting.
On the drawing board was an empty black prison.
The Pope took the pen away, took the painting off the drawing board, and threw it towards the void in front of him.
The drawing paper on which the cage was drawn disappeared in a flash, and flew over the dwarf's head the next moment.
The drawing paper quickly enlarged, eating the dwarf like an open mouth.
With a wave of the Pope's hand, the painting quickly flew back and landed in her hands.
In the painting, an ugly dwarf with pointed fingers sat on the ground with a dejected face.
He was tightly trapped in the cage.
On the drawing paper, a few lines of writing quickly appeared.
"The pointed-fingered gnome in captivity."
"The pointed-finger dwarf is good at manipulating corpses, simulating how the other party looks when they are still alive."
"The pointy-fingered dwarves are crazy about those beautiful women who have both the talent of heaven and the five elements, and they evolve and grow by absorbing the mixed power of each other."
The Pope took the painting and shook it in his hand.
The painting suddenly becomes a card.