Chapter 552 The Pope

A majestic two-winged flying dragon made a clear cry in the sky, and swept across the dome clock tower that was no less than the height of the Magic City. Finally, it hovered at the top of the bell tower to hold its flesh wings. A pair of eyes flashing with a faint blue light looked down everywhere, making it even more arrogant and cold in this quiet and cold night sky.

This building is the main temple, the most noble and sacred and unoffensive building on the plane of the demon race. Whether in the folk or official, the status of the temple completely suppresses the demon city. After thousands of years of struggle between religion and imperial power, it is an indisputable fact that the rise of the demon god's sect like flying and the rapid decline of the imperial power.

The towering Dole Mountain is the main body of the main temple. This main temple built on the clever structure of the mountain has reached a terrifying 468 meters. The architectural styles originated from various plane worlds are cleverly integrated with the huge and majestic Dole Mountain. Although the main temple is not as sharp as the Magic City style, it is more profound and solemn.

There are 3,450 steps, from the foot of the mountain to the highest level of the main hall, the white jade steps designed by the most brilliant craftsmen are like a white ribbon to connect the building complexes. Under the action of some exquisite decorative magic circles, colorful cloud belts surround the main hall on the highest level, making this unattainable main hall look more spectacular and solemn, and straight as a divine palace.

Just as His Majesty King Alexander stepped out of Princess Yaqina's courtyard, several deacons were welcomed by the quiet main temple.

Rows of incense and pine wood burned in the main hall. This special fuel that can emit fragrance and calm the mind comes from a low-level plane ruled by the demon clan. Even that plane does not produce much, and only the main hall of the temple can afford it. People living in the demon city have never thought about it.

The main hall is extremely wide, with the walls covered with various rare beasts. Even the crystal glass on the skylight is filled with legendary images of the demon god's guards, maids and monsters. This abstract painting exquisitely outlines the mysterious colors, which makes people feel vivid and hazy but unsure.

At the end of the main hall is a statue as high as 12 or 3 meters high, adhering to the style of those pictures. This statue cast from the holographic demon iron is the object of the Demon God Cult's belief - the Demon God.

The hideous face was hard to see because of a magical flame-like carved pattern. The body of the demon god was covered with hard scales. The two short and long sharp bone spurs on the back of the neck were flashing coldly under the flames of the fragrant pine wood. The two thick hind legs of the statue of the demon god were buried in it by a pile of vivid dragon corpses, but its forelimbs were still grabbing a dragon and tearing it.

The statue is not huge or gorgeous, but the statue cast and cleverly modified by the master shows the power of the demon god to the fullest, especially the magic flame exquisitely conceals the face of the demon god, making it even more mysterious.

Below the statue is a stone table, which looks ordinary like a huge stone chair, and is incompatible with this solemn and gorgeous main hall, but if you meet someone who truly understands it, he will definitely be shocked.

The stone chairs and stone tables are elemental stones, not made, but are in this natural shape when they are excavated and dug. Elemental stones are rare ore and magical alchemy materials that are hard to find in any plane. People or monsters close to it can return to demons and accumulate demons in any state, and their speed is much faster than deep meditation. In addition, it can also maintain the most abundant physical and mental strength without feeling tired and exhausted.

On the stone table was a kind-hearted old man, who was washed clean with a slightly gray black robe. His hair was extremely strange in color. His unrestrained hair was softly draped on his back. His hair was as dark as ink, but his middle was grayish white until his hair was pointed.

His face was full of wrinkles, but his forehead was extremely smooth, with two horns less than half a finger on his head, which were black and shiny. A pair of seemingly dizzy double stops occasionally raised from a large number of brief messages on the stone table and his eyes flashed with no anger.

"The Demon City sent two dark and one bright and three troops to the City of Morton. The two routes were secretly cleared by us. The route that came open was pushed back by the leader of the Blood Ridge himself."

A big red robed deacon wearing a demon cerebral on his chest said respectfully that the demon cerebral is the flower of the Demon God Cult, and only believers above the deacon are qualified to wear it.

Next to the deacon were also several people of the same identities. They tried their best to control their breathing smoothly and rhythmically. Obviously, they could not easily see the Pope, who spent nearly ten thousand years of his life, who had completely developed the Demon God Cult to the current height. They were all a little excited.

"I went to Morton City, and it was naturally not hidden from him, but I didn't expect him to send someone to investigate." The Pope raised his head, his brows frowned slightly.

"It was not the order given by the king himself." The deacon of the big red robe bowed and saw the Pope looking at him with kind and confusion. He calmed down his excitement and said quickly: "It was someone sent by Prince Victoria."

"The news is true?"

"Sure!"

"Oh!" The pope put down a brief message from the plane called "Wind Continent" by the demons. He whispered: "If it was Prince Victoria, then it would be normal. This current king's sister has some backbone and responsibilities, much better than those princes."

"Sir, do you want it..." The red-robed deacon hesitated for a moment and said this.

"Don't even think about it." The Pope interrupted his proposal. In fact, he knew very well that this impressed him. The smart and capable deacon would not be so stupid as to come up with such a stupid idea. He understood that the deacon just wanted to say a few more words to himself and strive to have a deeper impression of him.

With a ten thousand years of life and experience, the Pope naturally understood that no matter how powerful a person is, it would be useless. How to control the strong and talent is the condition for success. He did not blame the deacon, but instead said softly with a smile: "Victoria's identity as a woman can be crowned as a prince by the king of the country, and almost no one objected to this decision. It can be seen that her own ability and charm are not difficult to defeat her, but ultimately the impact on us is greater than the benefit, so don't make such an idea for the time being."

"Sir, wise." The deacon Dahongpao suddenly realized his mind and bowed deeply.

The few people next to him were not ashamed of his behavior, but who dared to say something here? They bowed their heads without saying a word.

"Have there been any plane passages formed in the past few days?" The Pope revealed this and asked, "How is the battle situation of the three planes that have invaded in the past?"

Another gray-clothed deacon quickly stepped out and bowed and said, "No other plane channels are formed yet. As for the three plane worlds that have invaded, according to the original plan, the power of the king has almost invaded the core of those three planes. It is estimated that the continent can basically rule except for the sea area in more than a month."

"Step in from tomorrow." The pope thought for a while and said, "It's almost time to fight. It's time for us to come out to preach the doctrine of the demon god. While making them feel that the demon god is kind, they should also let them know that the powerful demon god is not other hypocritical gods. The demon god who is kind and omnipotent at the same time does not mind showing his ruthless side."

"Yes." The gray-clothed deacon responded respectfully.

"In one month, I want the natives of those three planes to be willing and devoutly built a temple to serve the supreme demon god, and at least one building will be built on every continent in each plane."

"Abide by the laws and regulations of the Lord." Several deacons bowed together and said.

"Sir, our Northwest Holy See has caught a man who has the will to sneak into our Demon God Cult..."

"Are you going to ask me about this kind of thing?" The pope was a little unhappy, and a shiny light flashed in his muddy eyes and looked at a purple-clothed deacon.

The purple-clothed deacon felt a chill in his heart, and then the unspeakable shock filled his chest instantly. He was extremely shocked and quickly defended: "This person has a special identity, so we dare not deal with it privately, so we come to report to the Pope."

"Oh!" The pope's face looked a little better, and he asked, "Why is his special identity?"

"Prince Victoria's eldest son - Earl Hodward." The purple-clothed deacon was sweating and the bath towel was falling down, and the pressure suddenly disappeared. He felt that he had turned around in an instant in life and death.

"Earl of Hodward..." The pope murmured a few words before frowned and said, "I remember that three years ago, Hebrew, the ex-husband of Prince Victoria, introduced him to the protection of the demon god. Hebrew was the church that I only agreed to join. There will be no problem. Will there be something wrong?"

"If we cannot be sure, we dare not come and trouble the Lord." The purple-clothed deacon said respectfully: "According to the Lord's instructions, we have never given up surveillance of the nobles who entered the church within five years. We found that within one month, Earl Hodward visited a magic jewelry store that had been opened seven times. After his last visit, three days ago, we controlled the jewelry store and found a secret report containing the detailed information of all the staff in our Northwest Holy See, which actually included some secret forces..."

"Where is Hebrew?" The pope's face darkened.

"Hebreck did not make any abnormal movements. After we checked it repeatedly, this matter had nothing to do with him." The purple-clothed deacon replied tremblingly.

"Victoria's hand stretched long enough..." The pope's face became heavier and darker. After a while, he suddenly said: "Take Hodward to the City of Morton, and then release the news, saying that he had blatantly insulted the Holy See's maid for his crimes. I want Victoria to rush to the City of Morton within three days."

"Yes!" The purple-clothed deacon responded quickly.

"If there is nothing else, go down." The pope waved his hand, and the deacons bowed and left the main hall, then turned around and disappeared outside the door.

"Go to the Southeast Holy See, and transfer seven commanders there, well... and then call the commander of the Heavenly King, Great Jeke. While solving that low-level plane, I also need to solve some people who are trying to challenge my patience."

The shadow cast by a stone pillar in the hall suddenly twisted a few times and came alive. A voice as unpleasant as rust, it sounded: "Sir, I will do it right now."

"Let them not come to the main temple, go directly to the city of Morton. I will go there in three days to meet them." The Pope waved his hand, and the shadow flashed outside.

After sitting quietly for a while, after a gust of night wind blew, the Pope's body disappeared...
Chapter completed!