The former residence of the Holy See was shrouded in black mist and covered a huge area, like a city.

Xiao Jingsan gave Su Mingan a mask: "Wear the mask. There were too many lunatics in the old Holy See. If you expose your true face, you may be in danger in the future."

Su Mingan put on a mask. This mask was very similar to Xiao Jingsan's mask. The surface of the mask was as white as a skeleton, and a pair of devil's horns extended from the top of the mask.

"Why did you call me Lord God just now?" Su Mingan said.

Xiao Jingsan tilted his head: "Because you are like a god in my heart. I have admired you for a long time, No. 1 Meng Xunjia."

Su Mingan felt that this was a lie. If Xiao Jingsan really admired him so much, he would not have tit-for-tat in "Louyue Kingdom", and even the true identity of the eldest prince would be deliberately revealed.

The old Vatican's residence was very large. The two of them walked for a long time before reaching the center of the city. It was a tall Gothic building with a steeple rising straight into the sky like a black sword. It was about thirty stories high. This was the old building.

The core of power of the Holy See in Japan.

Along the way, Su Mingan saw a lot of lunatics. Some people were yelling madly on the street for no apparent reason. Some people were holding sacrificial pieces of paper and shouting about their wives. There were even people who stood on the square and burned themselves in public. The self-immolators looked as if they had been saved.

When he laughed, others applauded him. Looking at this scene, Su Mingan felt his scalp numb. Sure enough, the theme of this world is madness, and he has now reached the peak of madness.

"Deputy leader." The guard at the door saluted Xiao Jingsan.

"Wen Sheng, come with me." Xiao Jingsan pushed open the heavy door and faced a huge colorful window, with virtual sunlight pouring in. There was no ceiling above, but the top of the distant thirty-story building was revealed.

The top is like a patio. Su Mingan can vaguely see the distant starry sky when he raises his head.

Looking at the decoration, which was similar to the style of a church, Su Mingan felt dumbfounded - would an evil organization that massacred countless civilians also pray for God's forgiveness?

Xiao Jingsan said: "The sins of the old Holy See were not committed by me."

"Huh?" Su Mingan raised his head.

"There was a former leader who committed the crimes of massacre of civilians. I am only his successor. When he disappears, I can take over the old Holy See." Xiao Jingsan whispered: "Now I just want to

This place is shaped like a paradise and I don’t want to commit any sin.”

"Disappear?" Su Mingan said.

"Yes, the former leader will always disappear suddenly for a period of time. I am responsible for taking over the old Holy See when he disappears." Xiao Jingsan said.

Su Ming'an was doubtful. According to this, Xiao Jingsan has no sin at all?

"Didn't you notice, No. 1 Dream Patroller?" Xiao Jingsan suddenly stopped. He stood under the colored window and looked at Su Mingan: "The world has become a hell - people forcing smiles, solidified order and class, day by day.

The rising prices of survival resources, the gap between humans and alien species, the increasingly riotous and obsessed netizens, the abuse of psychotropic tobacco, and the dream patrol anchors who have suffered mental breakdowns one after another... The world has become a hell. It is people's pursuit of recovery.

The strong yearning for their homeland and obedience to the gods turned the land they lived on into a hell."

"...Hmm." Su Ming'an responded, what he said was correct.

"The world is full of hell, but I hope there can be a paradise in this world." Xiao Jingsan said: "The old Holy See was a place that the coalition government could not touch. Here, humans and alien species are equal. If the alien species can control the radiation on their bodies,

, they will live in this city safely. There are also those people who are suspected of being alien species. I rescued them from the execution ground and let them live here. Even if they can never leave here again, everyone is happy.

.”

——Is this a kind of happiness?

Listening to Xiao Jingsan's ideas, Su Mingan's thoughts fluctuated - Xiao Jingsan saved those humans who were about to be executed, and saved those alien species who had nowhere to live, so that they could survive in this place without judgment.

In the past, the Holy See became a paradise, but in this world, it is still bound by rigid regulations. The positions of heaven and hell seem to have been exchanged.

At this moment, Xiao Jingsan asked his subordinates to take Xia Jiawen to the room, and only took Su Ming'an down.

"I'll take you to a place." Xiao Jingsan said.

Su Mingan followed Xiao Jingsan and stepped into the elevator.

"Ding." When the elevator door opened, Su Mingan saw a bloody scene.

This is a torture chamber. Several people covered in blood are tied to pillars. People from the old church are interrogating them with cruel methods. Fire tongs, scalpels, and iron tools are hung on the wall, and there is a smell floating in the air.

Rusty smell.

"Who are these people?" Su Mingan said.

Xiao Jingsan smiled: "We caught some people who resisted the old Holy See."

Su Mingan looked at this tragic scene. He knew that war would inevitably produce prisoners, but the way the Holy See treated these prisoners in the old days was so cruel.

"You said this is paradise and everyone can be happy, so why can't they be happy?" Su Mingan pointed to the prisoners covered in blood.

Jamel Xiao shook his head, with a hint of innocent cruelty in his tone: "People who are on the wrong team do not deserve happiness."

Su Ming'an sneered inwardly. It seems that Xiao Jingsan is indeed an idealist. Xiao Jingsan dreams of creating a paradise, but only accepts those who do not resist the old Holy See. Members such as the Urban Guardian Department and the Human Self-Salvation Alliance were arrested

The end they received was extremely tragic, and Xiao Jingsan would never forgive these people.

"In "The Divine Comedy", sinful people can only ascend to heaven by practicing in the pure world." Xiao Jingsan said: "But in my opinion, these people are born in hell."

"You use the "Divine Comedy" as an analogy, and you call yourself a 'mountain' that records human sins?" Su Mingan said.

"No." Jamel Xiao shook his head: "I'm just 'Virgil'."

Virgil represents human reason, and also represents "people need to use their own reason to discover evil, wash their souls, and purify their hearts."

Su Mingan had a certain judgment on Xiao Jingsan's philosophy and said no more.

At this moment, a shout came from the corner, hoarse, mixed with anger and hatred:

"Xiao Ying!!!"

Su Mingan looked around and saw a man kneeling on the ground with ten of his fingers cut off. This man's face was covered in black and red blood, and he looked like he had been interrogated for a long time.

"——Xiao Ying! You have done so many evil things and you will not die a good death! You have killed so many of my brothers. Sooner or later you will be punished and you will pay the price! You will not die a good death. You will not die a good death!" The man's face had already changed.

Covered in blood, he kept uttering evil words towards Xiao Jingsan.

The interrogator next to him was so frightened by these words that he immediately covered the man's mouth: "Deputy leader, I didn't expect that he would suddenly curse you..."

"It's okay." Xiao Jingsan shrugged: "This prisoner should be from the City Guard Department. I remember that we fought with them before and captured some prisoners."

"Yes, yes." The person in charge of the interrogation nodded.

...Urban Protection Department.

Su Ming'an immediately thought of this just organization. The Urban Guardian Department had a sense of responsibility like soldiers and had always protected the people. Now, there was a member of the Urban Guardian Department in front of him, who was tortured until he was covered in blood.

Xiao Jingsan took out a revolver from his arms and placed it in front of the prisoner.

"..." The prisoner stared at the pistol, wondering what Xiao Jingsan was doing.

"You hate me?" Xiao Jingsan asked.

The prisoner's mouth was covered, and his bloodshot eyes stared angrily at Xiao Jingsan, wanting to skin and dismantle Xiao Jingsan.

"Let him speak." Xiao Jingsan said.

The person in charge of the interrogation immediately let go of his hand, and the prisoner was able to speak. He took a few deep breaths and said angrily: "Xiao Ying. In the old days, your Holy See bombed the city and massacred innocent civilians. People like you deserve to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts."

Bitterness - although I cannot see the day you die, there will definitely be righteous people who punish you. Sooner or later you will die without a burial place."

"Hey, do you people from the City Guard Department curse so restrainedly?" Xiao Jingsan sighed: "nmsl, rnm, don't you know how to scold people with such words? You are a righteous man who can't even release your own evil.

…”

The prisoner stared at Xiao Jingsan fiercely, with fire about to burst out of his eyes.

"It just so happens that today I met someone I have always admired. To celebrate, let's play a game." Jamel Xiao pointed to the revolver on the ground: "Here, pick up this pistol and shoot me."

For a moment, everyone was stunned. The prisoner didn’t understand why Xiao Jingsan said this, but he knew that the opportunity was rare. He immediately raised his body covered with blood, crawled forward with great effort, and used the palm of his hand that had lost ten fingers to

He desperately pulled the revolver, picked it up with his arm, and pointed the muzzle at Xiao Jingsan.

Jamel Xiao kept looking at him with a smile.

The prisoner's fingers had been cut off, exposing the white bones. He endured the severe pain and used the bones to tighten the trigger of the revolver, making a "click" sound.

Blank bombs.

The prisoner was stunned and immediately wanted to fire the gun a second time, but Xiao Jingsan immediately snatched the gun away.

"It's my turn." Xiao Jingsan aimed at the prisoner and fired a shot, making onomatopoeia in his mouth: "Bang."

There was a "click" sound.

Still empty bombs.

"Okay, it's your turn." Xiao Jingsan smiled and put the pistol back into the prisoner's hand, his voice full of anticipation.

Su Mingan stood aside and suddenly understood what Xiao Jingsan was doing.

...Russian turntable.

There are a total of six bullet slots in the pistol, five of which are empty, and one bullet slot is filled with bullets. Both sides take turns to shoot, and whoever randomly gets the bullet will die. This is a gambling game. Su Mingan still underestimated Xiao Jingsan's

Crazy, he didn't expect Xiao Jingsan to bet his life with a prisoner on a whim.

"Click." "Click."

The next two shots were all empty shots. When the pistol came to the prisoner's hand for the last time, the prisoner held the pistol and pointed the muzzle at Xiao Jingsan, his whole body trembling.

One-half probability, one-half probability...

Now there is an empty bullet slot and a bullet slot in the pistol. With only one-half probability, it can kill Xiao Jingsan...
To be continued...