Virtue is Abundant Chapter 107

"We can't go back directly, we have to get permission, I'll find a way."

said the Cardinal.

After thinking for a while, he took out his phone and dialed a number: "There is no problem with the sacrificial place in the military camp. Do I have to go back to the Holy See to get the materials for sacrificial casting?"

"What? You didn't get the casting materials?" The voice on the other side was a little surprised.

"It's too precious, locked in a drawer and forgotten," the cardinal said.

"This..." The voice was still hesitant.

"Soon, give me twenty minutes is enough," the cardinal said.

"Okay, hurry up and don't delay things," the voice said.

"Understood." The cardinal said.

He hung up the phone and said to Wu Xiaode, "I can bring you in, but I may not be able to see the Pope."

"Let's go ahead and talk about it." Wu Xiaode said.

"Walk."

The cardinal went down the stairs.

Around him, the beheaded ghosts recovered, followed closely behind him, and walked out of the building together.

Holy See.

The cardinal stood in a large room and said, "Okay, I can only bring you here at most, what should I do next?"

"Call someone - no matter who it is." Wu Xiaode said.

The Cardinal took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, please come to me and discuss some things."

The opposite side responded.

The phone hangs up.

The cardinal said: "The one who came is one of the three shepherds. Their status is second only to the bishop. Please take it seriously, otherwise it will be over once there is a disturbance."

"Okay, I understand." Wu Xiaode said.

He disappeared into the mist and disappeared.

Soon.

Tuk Tuk Tuk —

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," the cardinal said.

The door opens.

A man in a long robe walked into the room and asked with a gloomy face, "I forgot to bring the materials for sacrificing and casting spells. Don't you know that now is the most critical moment?"

"Actually, I made a special trip back to see you."

"see me?"

"Yes," the cardinal took out a small bag from the drawer and handed it over, "My lord, this is a little care of mine, please accept it with a smile."

The man skillfully took the bag and poured it on the table.

Dozens of colorful gems rolled out and hit the table with a crisp sound.

Even people who don't know jewelry can see how beautiful and pure these gems are.

The Patriarch's expression darkened slightly, and his tone slowed down:

"Tell me, what's the matter."

"At the ceremony tomorrow, I want to stand closer to you, preferably by your side." The cardinal said.

Wu Xiaode could not help but applaud when he heard it.

These ghosts are really using their brains to do things.

To offer such a precious gem, on the surface, it is asking the Patriarch for help, but it is actually showing loyalty.

- At such an important moment, I want to stand by your side and move closer to you.

——I also donated so many gems to achieve such a simple thing.

The Patriarch has gained loyalty and paid tribute, how can he blame the bishop?

I saw that the Patriarch's earlier anger and irritability were all gone, a slight smile appeared on his face, and he lowered his head and put away the gem:

"Very good, I'll arrange this matter, don't worry about it."

Wu Xiaode grabbed the handle of the Dream Blowing Sword.

Here is the heavily guarded Holy See.

The cardinal himself professed his allegiance.

The Patriarch has fully entered the state at this moment, and began to think about the cardinal's entry into force.

It was the best chance to kill him.

Wu Xiaode stood in the fog, bowed his head, held down the knife, and began to gain momentum.

"My lord, about the other bishops, I want to tell you something privately." The cardinal whispered.

"Speak." The Patriarch said.

"The bishops of the five Eastern countries privately said that you are not worthy to be the patriarch." The cardinal said.

"Oh? He probably drank too much." The Patriarch said calmly.

"No, the Pope was actually there that day," the cardinal said.

"What? The Pope is there?" The Patriarch woke up.

"Yes, that day was a secret discussion—"

The cardinal leaned in and whispered.

Wu Xiaode's knife moved.

This knife is not fast, but rather slow.

slow.

is silent.

He controlled the thoughts in his mind again, so that the murderer would not let it out.

When he killed the cardinal just now, he was detected in advance because the killing intent was too strong.

This time we have to learn a lesson!

Swish—

The long knife silently cut through an arc, passed through the Patriarch's neck, and chopped off his head.

Bai Hu shouted in a low voice, "Get up!"

The corpse fell to the ground, and the blood had not yet flowed out. He immediately got up, picked up his head and pressed it on his neck.

"I want to kill the Pope, do you have a solution?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I'm only one of the three patriarchs, it's useless to kill one of me." The patriarch began to consider the problem from the perspective of Wu Xiaode and Baihu.

"Then kill a few more until you find the Pope." Wu Xiaode said.

"Okay, I'm going to call another bishop, still here, kill him." The Patriarch said.

——Becoming a ghost, he immediately forgot his own heart and began to think about the plan, wanting to kill more people.

The Patriarch made a phone call.

Soon.

Tuk Tuk Tuk —

There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The door opens.

An old man walked in and said with a smile, "I have seen the Patriarch and the Cardinal."

"I came to you this time to discuss something," the Patriarch said.

"What's up?"

"We discussed it and wanted to promote you to be a cardinal."

"What? My lord, I'm so old, do I really still have a chance?"

"Have."

Swish—

Next, knocks on the door would ring every once in a while.

Later, Wu Xiaode had to hide some people in the fog, so that the whole thing would not seem so outrageous and incredible.

"Who knows where the Pope is?" Wu Xiaode asked.

The two patriarchs, three cardinals, six archbishops, and dozens of bishops shook their heads together.

"Strange...the country will be founded tomorrow, but the Pope is missing today..."

Wu Xiaode murmured.

Suddenly.

A strange wave came from far and near.

The goblin armor on his body suddenly made a dense metal crashing sound, as if it had been hit by something.

Completely too late to react—

Boom!

The entire building seemed to be hit, the walls scattered, all the furniture crumbled into pieces, and the bricks and tiles swirled and fell.

The filthy demonic hand stood in front of Wu Xiaode, sucking away part of the invisible attack, and turning it into smoke until it couldn't bear it.

On the goblin's armor, pieces of scale armor seemed to come alive, constantly twisting and opening, as if trying to unload that power.

Even so, Wu Xiaode flew out backwards and fell on the square outside the church.

A deep hole was smashed into the ground.

A voice came from midair:

"I got you."

Between lightning and flint—

All the sights around him flew away.

When Wu Xiaode got up, the world had changed into another look.

This is a large arena.

The floor is cast entirely of bronze, deep and hard.

There was no one in the stands around.

Only in the center of the arena stood a man in a black robe.

He has gray eyes, high cheekbones, a pale face, and holds a blood-colored scepter.

—The Pope of the Holy Religion!

"Welcome, Wu Xiaode," said the Pope.

Wu Xiaode moved his body, only to feel a faint pain in his back.

That move just now was too cruel.

Bai Hu quietly appeared beside him and whispered, "Do you want to let go of ghosts?"

"I won't let it go for now." Wu Xiaode said.

He looked at the Pope opposite and said, "If I guessed correctly, that move just now doesn't belong to you."

"I used the power of God to find you. Now that we have entered the exclusive altar of sacrifice, you can't run away." The Pope said with a gloomy expression.

God?

Wu Xiaode became vigilant.

The move just now was clearly a weakened version of "Vientiane Senluo".

This is the ability of the Cyclops!

"How many souls have you sacrificed to have your **** bestow such power?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? Who knows. After all, loyalty and dedication to God is endless." The Pope shook his head.

A slit was opened on his forehead, and then a vertical boy was propped up.

Shutong stared directly at Wu Xiaode.

"I want to say, you did a good job, killing a lot of people from my Holy Cult—"

"But that's it," the Pope said slowly: "After you die, your Xia Huilan will also go to **** to find you. That's all we have to say here."

Shutong immediately released a crimson ray.

But something unexpected happened.

Just before the Pope's words were finished, Wu Xiaode had already begun to secretly gather his strength.

Before the crimson ray appeared, Wu Xiaode launched the "Side Flash" in advance!

Swish—

The crimson ray flew away from where Wu Xiaode was standing, disappeared into the darkness, and disappeared.

Wu Xiaode had already appeared on the other side of the arena.

The smile on the Pope's face froze.

Wu Xiaode was also relieved.

Crimson rays cannot be avoided, but this time, facing a weakened version of the rays, there are some opportunities.

I was killed by this move countless times, and I had the experience and experience. Finally, at the critical moment, I launched the "Side Flash" in advance, evading this unavoidable move in one fell swoop.

"It's rare... There shouldn't be anyone in the world who can do this..."

The Pope murmured in a low voice, stretched out his hand, and slapped Wu Xiaode in the air.

Wu Xiaode's eyes jumped.

I know this trick too!

There is no doubt that this is the air slap of the giant.

Well used, this trick can also instantly kill the target!

If you want to hide—

Two magical hands suddenly appeared in the void, stacked in front of them in the air, and smashed forward like a cannon hammer!

A deafening roar erupted from an invisible force.

The profound meaning of the Iron Wire Fist, the iron hand blocks the river!

As soon as this move came out, the power of the slap was blocked for a moment.

Wu Xiaode pulled back and immediately left the range covered by the slap.

Delayed for a moment—

Boom!

A palm print appeared on the ground.

At the edge of the palm print, Wu Xiaode escaped the blow safely.

"Impossible... This is the power of God. Human beings have never been able to resist. Why can you block it? Can you even avoid it?" The Pope said incredulously.

"It's because you're too rude, you idiot." Wu Xiaode said sternly.

In the mirror world, I fought the Cyclops so many times.

You only saw me dodging your weakened moves, but you didn't see how many times I died.

At this moment, it is a human being who is fighting against him.

Humans are naturally much inferior to borrowing the power of giants.

That is to say—

There must be a fight!

"Have you made up your mind about your own death, His Excellency the Pope of the Holy Religion."

Wu Xiaode takes his time in order.

He tapped lightly under his feet and ran towards the Pope.

Still in the middle of the journey, the Blowing Dream Knife has already shot—

Swish! Swish!

Five consecutive cuts!

I saw five sharp golden lines swept across and headed straight for the Pope.

"Don't think about it!"

The Pope raised the red scepter in his hand high and slammed it on the ground.

ding ding ding ding-

All the sword light was sucked by this red scepter, UU reading www. uukanshu.com slashed on the stick, making a crisp sound.

Wu Xiaode's eyes jumped.

I have never seen this move.

"As a human being, you are indeed very good, and your soul is worthy of being dedicated to God," the Pope said.

"Your gods are very familiar to me, it's better for you to die." Wu Xiaode said.

The magic hand instantly appeared in front of the Pope and threw a whole set of iron fists.

The Pope was beaten and kept flying back, but a red glow appeared around his body, dissolving the power of the Iron Wire Fist.

He fell to the ground unharmed.

Wu Xiaode's expression froze.

It's another move that I haven't seen before. Speaking of which, Cyclops has never used defensive moves.

Maybe because of this, I haven't seen it myself.

"Go to hell, Wu Xiaode!"

The Pope roared angrily and folded his hands on his chest.

The boundless majestic aura emanated from him, revealing an incomparably ancient and desolate power.

The entire void began to turn crimson.

- Vientiane Senluo!

Chapter end