People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room Chapter 270

At dawn in the morning, the sunlight swayed.

The Great Hall of Dawn, bathed in the rising sun, is shining, and from a distance, it looks like the brightest gem on the crown of Abbe.

At this time, in the overlapping mirror dimensions of the main hall, Pope Dawn was sitting under the fresco of confession, listening to the report of the demigod Bessimo.

"The Huan Slave brought back by Patriarch Byron has basically been interrogated. She is indeed the Huan Slave of Zekaraya, the envoy of the evil."

Besimo's demigod report seemed to be nonsense.

But Pope Dawn, who has experienced too much fraud, knows what this sentence definitely means?

"The envoy of Seine actually controls the position of our mission, this matter should not be underestimated!"

"The Pope is worried that the evil heresy has infiltrated our caravan?"

"This is the truth, what's to worry about? Even if the evil heretics don't seduce the merchants who see money with their eyes open, they will fall under the evil skirt."

Pope Dawn's tone was casual, but his eyes became colder.

Sin, no, even other heretics infiltrated the caravan, or even the powerful, he didn't care, it was the disease of tinea and scabies!

As long as the purity of the shepherd dog can be guaranteed, it is enough.

But what disturbs him is that the members of the selected mission are not ordinary people, almost all of them are strictly screened.

There are also special holy items stored on the iron-clad ship, and there is no internal guidance, even if it is a god, it is difficult to find this iron-clad ship in the vast sea.

But the other party not only found it, but also accurately found the captain's room.

This matter is worth pondering.

Is this an internal problem?

Or is it that after so many years of recuperation and rejuvenation, the sect of evil is strong enough to dare to despise the Dawn Cult?

"Is the envoy of the sinner Zekaraya dead? Or is he missing?"

With his thoughts flickering, Pope Dawn changed the subject.

"I'm afraid it's missing!"

"Oh?"

"I didn't find the slightest information about Zekaraya's dead. I think he should be hidden by evildoers and focus on training, just like Patriarch Byron."

"Perhaps you died too clean?"

"This..." Demigod Bessemer hesitated for a while, and asked, "If it really died, who would do it? Whose hands and feet can be so clean?"

Pope Dawn fell into silence, and for a long time he changed the subject again:

"How is Nedhar Demigod?" (Chapter 94)

"It's not clear. His behavior has deviated from Liming's teaching. I, I'm a little worried."

"Worried about him losing control? Or worried about his high-ranking characteristics?"

The Pope Dawn suddenly opened his eyes, his muddy eyes seemed to radiate substantive rays, making Besimo's demigod expression stiff.

He pondered for a moment: "Both."

"Let Debna take over your task, and I will send her a message."

"Yes!"

"How is your demigod ritual progressing?"

"Already at a standstill!" Bessemer couldn't help adding: "It's just a shot."

"Then let Prince Luke succeed!"

Pope Liming said casually, with a relaxed tone, as if he was just arranging a trivial matter.

Besimo demigod suddenly raised his head and looked at Pope Dawn, his pupils dilated.

His transcendent demi-god rituals are surprisingly changing the rules that have been running for thousands of years in society. The more recognizable the rules, the higher the degree of completion of the ritual.

Bessemer has changed many of Harrington's rules imperceptibly, but the integration of his extraordinary characteristics has been very slow.

Even when he came to the door, he fell into a standstill.

He knew that the rules he changed, or the weight of the rules, were still too few and too light.

He must change a rule that shocks the entire society. Breaking Harrington's "first-born inheritance system" is his final card!

But this hole card is no longer for him to decide, even if he has been secretly supporting Prince Luke, he has already formed an absolute advantage in the world.

But the Pope didn't nod his head, everything was vain.

Now the Pope finally nodded.

The left and right hands of God-the position of angels, have waved like him.

The extreme excitement made Bessemer extremely spiritually active. He seemed to see flowers, harps, fountains, little angels, and all kinds of auspicious blooms around him.

But he didn't see a touch of complexity in the eyes of the Pope.

Is the position of an angel really so easy to step into?

When Bessemer took the seventh transcendental trait, it might be the day when the church reclaimed the higher traits.

However, even so, the church is willing to support Prince Luke and assist Bessemer's extraordinary ceremony.

This is to gather people's hearts;

It is also a probability of 1 in 10,000 for Bonaparte.

——If the church can give birth to angels again, the benefits will be self-evident.

"Boom!"

The appearance of a messenger ghost interrupted Bessemer's excitement and the thoughts of Pope Dawn.

Pope Liming reached out and took it, checked the paint, then opened the envelope, took out the letter and read it.

His gaze swept across the room, and his eyebrows raised subconsciously.

He raised his eyes and asked, "If I remember correctly, there was a priest named Morris in the Tennyson Mission, and he seemed to be taking the path of the phantom system!"

Bessie nodded: "There are people!"

"His fifth transcendent characteristic, he chose to be the master of divination, right?"

"Yes, the fusion was completed on the same day, and later he died at the hands of a heresy." Bessemer replied fluently, and asked curiously: "How did the Pope think of him?"

Pope Dawn passed the letter in his hand.

Bessimo took it curiously, and glanced over, his expression suddenly surprised: "Dream in a dream?"

"How credible do you think?"

"It's hard to say that even the same transcendent characteristics will show nuances under different transcendent rituals. Arthurs can see the outer **** Gherros and must use his power, so it's not impossible to construct Dream in a dream."

Bessimo said in a deep voice, but a hint of curiosity flashed deep in her eyes.

Arthurs could see the outer **** Geheros, could it be that he possessed the occult knowledge that only Geheros knew?

"Luke's succession ceremony, invite Arthur to witness it, just in time for him to fortune telling you."

"It's an angelic personality, I'm afraid it's not a small price!"

When Bessimo said so, his heart was actually moved.

Arthurs, who can draw on the power of the outer **** Geheros, must be very clear about the future fortune-telling. If he can get his fortune-telling, it will undoubtedly increase his probability of success in promotion.

"So you have to prepare gifts." The Pope suggested.

Bessemer showed a thoughtful look~www.mtlnovel.com~ Go ahead, and may my lord take care of you! "

"My Pope..." Besimo looked hesitantly: "What about Van Lentina?"

"A foreign race with black hair and black eyes can be tolerated by the church. It's not bad for this beautiful canary. Keep it. The Kingdom of Harrington can't be messed up."

"Yes, I get it!"

Bessimo lowered her eyebrows and nodded, but her heart felt cold.

——Speaking nicely, I'm afraid this is reserved for you?

——If my promotion fails, I will directly abolish Prince Luke and support Van Lentina ascending the throne.

As for why the church did this?

It's very simple, to provide an extraordinary ritual environment for his next master of high status.

Thinking of this, the demigod Bessimo suddenly knew how to call on Arthur to fortune his future!

Chapter end

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