Gloria Dei Church.
Together with the Old Trinity Church, it is known as the oldest church in Philadelphia, and even one of the first in the United States. No...it itself predates the existence of the United States.
Originally it was a tourist attraction, and it was usually crowded with people, but now, it is as calm as a quiet lake.
In the center of the splendid church, in front of the tall statue of the Holy Father. Dozens of candles were lit. Sunlight pours in from behind the multicolored glass windows, creating splendid spots of light. There are various religious sculptures all around, and behind the surrounding walls, the priests, priests, and nuns of this ancient church cross their fingers reverently and whisper.
The door of the prayer hall was closed, and those murmurs could even come in through the cracks in the door. In front of the statue of the Holy Father, there are only two people.
Cardinal Fernango. Beside him, followed by an old man.
The other party's beard and hair are all white, and the eyebrows are drawn down to the cheekbones. Beard and chest. The eyes seemed to never open. I can't tell his age, only the wrinkles on his face under his cloak.
He was wearing a brown robe that looked very worn. A straw rope was tied around his waist, and a golden cross was hanging—it was probably the most valuable thing in his body.
In the prayer hall, only Fernango’s devout chanting could be heard. Today, he put on a white priestly robe, and he was prostrate on the ground like a blooming white rose. I don't know how long it took before he straightened up. Yunyou sighed: "I didn't expect you to come here too... Aoun Spears..."
Aoun put his hands together, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "As the only ascetic among the cardinals, I have to come."
Fernango smiled bitterly: "There are two cardinals... It's my fault."
Aoun's expression was unmoved: "We are all one, and belong to the distraction of the Pope. God has given him a unique ability, and he has been the only one for thousands of years. Your fault is my fault, and it is also his fault. ."
"We are fascinated by the mundane."
Fernango sighed softly.
As the seven cardinals on the bright side, and one of the seven avatars of the Pope secretly, this step can be achieved with the help of the complete "saint remains", which is already the supreme reward given by God. As far as he knows, no matter whether in the world or the underworld, no duke can be divided into clones of the same level. This is the grace that can only be obtained by serving the God of Creation.
It is also the largest religion in the world, with three billion members.
In 2012, including Christianity, Catholicism, Protestantism and other major denominations, there were 2.5 billion believers. In 2018, it exceeded 2.8 billion... And now, it has already exceeded the 3 billion mark.
One-third of the world's population believes in them!
However, such a huge congregation has been accumulated over thousands of years with magnificent churches, classic religious poems, music, sculptures that can be praised, and art treasures. This is a huge amount of wealth!
To preach, you need money!
Therefore, when the organization with the most money in the world finds them, they know that the other party is the hideout of the devil, and it is difficult for them to refuse.
Not to mention... opened up missionary rights in the last few countries of South Africa.
"I was negligent." Fernango's Adam's apple moved, and there was a hint of remorse on his old face: "I shouldn't have given the stigmata to Udyr... I trust him too much. I should trust the Pope's comments."
Ornn said slowly: "The Pope didn't want to promote Udyr as the paladin captain. He told us that Udyr has been blinded by hatred. His character is too impulsive and irritable. He is not suitable as a leader. "
Kaza... At this moment, the statue of the Holy Father suddenly cracked. Start with the forehead. Immediately afterwards, the small crack Kakaka cracked down along the way.
As if he couldn't see it, Fernango suddenly said, "You are responsible for accepting Philadelphia's defense, and I am responsible for starting 'it', so... how is the situation now?"
Ornn finally opened his eyes.
His eyes were pure white, with only the whites of the eyes and no pupils. However, he accurately looked into Fernango's eyes. Shen Sheng said: "The death script, there are twelve days left."
"Just three hours ago, twenty-three 'sea monster' class warships from the Black Pearl departed the Caribbean Sea. Twenty warships from the Black Tulip and twenty warships from the Red Furnace escorted them. They have already sailed to the eastern seas of the United States. According to our agreement, they will not enter the sea until that day."
"'Seven-Eyed Black Wolf King' Brando Dupont, 'Bloody Ripper' Yarot Rockefeller led their army to control the entire Philadelphia. They are also waiting."
"As for us... The two of us, plus the three stigmata we carry to protect 'it', can instantly reach a total of five angels on the ground. No one should find fault with us."
Caracalla... Fissures have covered the entire Statue of the Father. Fernango retracted his gaze and said complicatedly: "As guardians of the Tao, we let these demons enter the most important country and the oldest city in the New World... Aoun, do you think... We are really doing it right?"
Aoun put his hands together and bowed his head: "This is the will of God."
"All for what we believe in."
Fernango didn't speak, and the next second, the entire statue of the Holy Father exploded. However, those fragments were suspended in the air as if weightless. Each fragment is connected with a golden brilliance, and these brilliance converges to the center of the original Holy Father statue and condenses into a long spear made of golden light!
It is about two meters long. In the haze, I couldn't see the prototype at all, I could only feel... A bloody smell and a holy smell merged into one, and the tsunami hit the entire hall like a tsunami.
Ruoyou Ruowu sang in the air, and the candle flames in all directions rose with a bang, igniting a full meter! The entire hall was smeared with a bright red color, and then disappeared without a trace. Only the Holy Light cleanses everything.
God-killing gun. Longinus!
Fernango took a deep breath and pressed his hand to the ground suddenly. In an instant, ripples appeared on the ground, blooming like a pool, and a golden coffin made of gold and inlaid with gems slowly floated up from below. As the coffin lid was opened, the God-killing gun turned into a streamer and rushed into it. Immediately afterwards, the huge coffin was carried on his back.
The two-and-a-half-meter coffin is like a mountain compared to the one-meter-seven Fenango. But it didn't make him bend his back.
"From now on, I will wait here for twelve days! I won't take a step! I won't meet anyone! Gloria Dei Church is temporarily closed from now on! No one is allowed to approach the prayer hall! His voice swept the whole church like a storm: "As long as any heresy approaches within fifteen days. Shoot it!"
"Follow your instructions!" From all directions, many voices replied forcefully.
Aoun said lightly: "Five hundred meters from here, the three paladin captains are already in place. The ascetic monks are also here. All the barons and earl-level clerics in Philadelphia, Washington/Washington have arrived overnight. The spear of Nus is foolproof."
He glanced at Fernango: "However, you still look worried? My friend, what are you worried about?"
Fernango did not speak.
In his mind, flashed the figure of the evil man in China who played with everyone that day.
What does he want
What is he looking for
"You said... Huaguo Underworld, will it intervene?" After a few seconds, he asked hesitantly.
Aoun's eyes flashed and he said softly, "If he's smart, not."
"Brando and Yarot have already checked, he did not enter the United States by taking the human road. You should know how powerful their forces are in the world. And the underworld... The two Overseers of the Red Shirt Army and Black Hawk County shot together to verify that there is no Any high-level emissary from China enters the American underworld. Do you understand what this means?"
"If the Chinese emissary who appeared before has to do something, he will most likely be alone. Twelve days later... those gathered in Philadelphia, plus you and me, four dukes. More than five marquis, and More than 60 fleets... No, this does not include the Red Shirt Army and the Black Eagle Army in the Underworld. Even Yama can't do anything."
"If he really wants to..." His eyes narrowed, and then he said decisively: "It's really courting death!"
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Philadelphia, Hilton Hotel, Presidential Suite.
Hilton Hotel is one of the three major brand hotels in the United States. The other two are Marriott and Starwood. The famous Sheraton hotel brand is the industry of Starwood.
As a branded hotel, their Presidential Suite is naturally extravagant. Decorated in an ancient European style, the leather sofa is so soft that it seems to sink in. However, there were only two people in the huge room, even rejecting all the waiters.
"You should change your thousand-year-old stinky temper." Yarot Rockefeller spread out the newspaper and read with great interest. Side said: "Irritability will not solve any problems, we have done the best. A few small episodes will not affect the final outcome."
In front of the window with floor-to-ceiling curtains, Brando's tall figure stood there lighting a top cigar. He was wearing an expensive custom suit, one hand in his trouser pocket, the other lightly pinching a cigar. The platinum diamond ring on the finger reflects the brilliance of wealth.
"Little episode?" He sneered, looking at the extra scar on his face, his muscles cramped, the scar twisted like an ugly earthworm, grinding his teeth: "This 'little episode' makes The three giants of the Caribbean are furious. They can still ascend to the rank of death. However, they can't get the inheritance of the smoke mirror - they had hoped to extract the other's magic, mysteries from each other's minds, now?"
With a click of his finger, a crystal ashtray flew over, he flicked it, and he gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "At most, they can only possess the Yin Qi of the God of Death, a technique that only has power without using it. This has also led us to the underworld port. The stagnation of negotiations. You still call it an interlude?"
"At least they are expected to be in that position." Monk Yarot, his eyes narrowed: "The worst thing is to get nothing. Speaking of which... Brando, the Chinese Yamaha news?"
Brando irritably extinguished the cigar, his teeth stretched out in his mouth: "No!"
"He has entered the underworld! The current underworld... no one dares to go! So... no one knows whether he will appear again!"
He turned his head and looked at Yarot with red eyes: "He is the biggest variable!"
A fierce light also flashed in Yarot's eyes: "I know... So, the whole of Philadelphia is under my surveillance now. Don't worry about your wolf cubs, the eyes on the ground are never as good as those in the air."
"Because we are here, the resentful spirits have escaped from all directions, and the rest are hidden. Now, there are only humans and us here!"
"As long as there is a hint of Yin Qi, I will receive it immediately! Since he dares to stretch out his hand, he must be prepared to be chopped off!"
He licked his lips bloodthirsty: "Others are afraid of death, but we are not afraid of death. They don't have anything to fear from us!"