The Cardinal looked at the blank wall with a gloomy face, and his heart slowly sank.

The other party knocked Ivan away and kept perfunctory about himself, it must be for this painting.

Damn, this painting seems to be given to Mrs. Pondu by the king.

In order to show his relationship with the king, Mrs. Pengdu specially hung the painting in the banquet hall. It was not until recently that she put the painting back into the showroom.

The king was romantic by nature and often gave some memorable items to several noble ladies. This painting was just one of countless items, and no one would think there was any problem with it.

But now, someone comes specifically for this painting.

Then it is hard to say what's going on here.

What's the secret of this painting?

Why didn't I notice the problem at the beginning?

The Cardinal suddenly burst out with a wild scream, wielding his whip to smash the entire showroom.

"His Excellency Bishop!" The officer of the Holy Cult came and stood at the door and looked at him.

"Go! Go and notify everyone. The person named Zhang Renjia may be related to the king's affairs. You must not let him run away!" The bishop gasped and shouted.

The king's affairs!

When the officer heard this, he suddenly panicked and replied repeatedly: "Yes!"

"By the way, which Zhang Renjia is wearing a light golden armor is very easy to recognize!" The Cardinal hurriedly added.

"yes!"

"Go quickly and let everyone know!"

The officer responded repeatedly and left quickly.

The same moment.

Holy See.

The Pope sat on the throne, holding a paintbrush, and focused on painting something on the drawing board.

She suddenly put down her pen and sighed softly.

"The lingering feeling..."

She stopped hesitating and shouted, "Come."

Soon, a nun came in and knelt in front of her.

"If I remember correctly, you are an orphan adopted by the gods in the world." The pope said, staring at the other party.

"Yes, if it weren't for the god's intake, I'd probably be frozen to death and starved to death." The nun said piously.

"Do you have a firm faith?"

“I will serve you and serve the Lord of God regardless of life or death.”

"Do you have someone else in your heart?"

"No, my heart has always been pure and clean."

"Then now the sacred time has come, are you willing to sacrifice everything for the Holy Church?"

The nun raised his head and said with a fanatical look: "For the sake of the gods and for you, I am willing to sacrifice all of my things."

"Yeah, not bad."

The Pope nodded with satisfaction and teared off a piece of paper from the drawing board.

She stretched out her hand and threw it away.

The piece of paper flew silently over the nun and took it in.

The Pope's hand made a move and the paper flew back to her.

The Pope gently caught the paper and held it in his hand and shook it.

The paper becomes a card.

On the card, it was the nun just now.

Her pale face showed a faint blush due to excitement, her hands were folded together, and she made a pious gesture of prayer.

Two lines of small characters appear on the card.

"Pious nun."

"This is a pure and devout believer who is willing to give everything for faith, including his own soul."

The Pope looked at the card silently.

After a while, she put the card on herself and whispered: "Counterattack."

An extremely shrill scream suddenly broke out on the card.

The nun's card turned into a holy white flame amid the screams.

A black chain emerged from the pope, tangled with white flames.

In an instant, the nun's card and the black chain turned into gray-white powder and fell to the ground in a scattered manner.

The pope watched the scene silently.

She suddenly chuckled.

"Ha, that's so stupid." she said.

"Next, there are two more seals of fate..."

"Come."

Another devout nun came in.

"If I remember correctly, you are an orphan adopted by the gods in the world." The Pope asked again.

"Yes, everything about me belongs to the Holy Church." The nun replied.

"The divine time has come, are you willing to sacrifice for the Holy Church?"

...

After a hysterical scream, the Pope once again lifted a seal of fate.

"It's almost..."

The Pope felt the ease after the shackles were lifted, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually disappeared.

Suddenly, she was slightly stunned, as if she had seen something strange.

“——Hey, where is Yifan going?”

The pope said in surprise, stretched out his hand and tugged in the void in front of him.

Nothing was drawn out.

"The distance is too far? How could this happen!"

The Pope's tone was quite surprised.

Although Mrs. Pondu’s manor is located in the outskirts of the capital, it is not very far away.

The Pope didn't care much at first, but this time he had to pay attention.

She recalled a little and said to herself: "Ivan went to the banquet...yes, I asked him to go on my behalf..."

"At that time... I was busy spy on the trajectory of fate."

The Pope is quiet.

"Hurt!" she stood up suddenly and shouted.

"I am here!"

Hutt walked in with great strides and knelt on one knee.

On the other side.

Gu Qingshan flew rapidly on the path leading to the capital.

He suddenly shook his whole body, removed the light golden armor and put it in the storage bag.

After doing these things, Gu Qingshan made another trick.

The improved version of the Super Breath Retention Technique was activated, and the aura on his body completely disappeared.

Gu Qingshan's actions were secretly and quickly, and soon arrived at a lakeside.

There is a huge rock by the lake, almost three people tall.

Gu Qingshan glanced over the rocks and suddenly stopped.

He came to the rock, waved the ground sword, and cut a hole into the rock like cutting tofu.

Looking at the entrance of the cave, Gu Qingshan was quite satisfied.
To be continued...