The Pope put away the dwarf card and reached out to draw another card in the void.

I saw that on the card, a colorful spider was drawn, crawling on a skeleton, and the skeleton was tightly wound with spider silk.

The card is marked with a small line.

"The web-weaving Dead Soul Demon Spider, manipulating the corpse according to the dealer's orders, exists for three days."

The Pope looked at the card and said to himself, "Now I'm going to have to use a one-time card." ”

She sighed slightly and tossed the card.

The card disappears in volley.

A large, colorful spider appeared on the ground.

"Go ahead, it's your new home." Pope Francis said.

The spider listened and quickly crawled towards the king's corpse.

It burrowed into the king's belly, spat out the silk threads, and sewed the belly together from the inside.

The king's bowed head suddenly lifted, and his eyes regained their light.

"Master." The king spoke.

"Well, you're going to play the role of the king for three days." Pope Ways.

"Yes, I'll go down first."

After the king finished speaking, he strode out.

The Pope pulled out a black card box and placed the tucked gnome card inside.

The gnome screamed and jumped wildly, his face full of fear.

The box seemed to drive him into madness.

The Pope looked at the gnome on the card and said, "Reflect. ”

With that, the card box closed, and there was a silent darkness inside.

The Pope took the box.

After a while, a heroic man in a black robe walked in, knelt down on one knee and said, "When I came in, the nun who served you was saying that tonight's banquet was about to begin. ”

"Okay, got it." Pope Ways.

In the Holy Religion, the color of one's clothing represents the corresponding duties.

The white robe is the ascetic, the red robe is the evangelist of the Holy Religion in the world, and the black robe is the invoker who serves the Pope and the gods wholeheartedly.

The man bowed and quietly stepped aside.

He is the most powerful warrior at the Pope's side and the head of the Seven Saints.

The Pope groaned, frowning suddenly.

"What's wrong with this feeling, what's wrong?"

For an existence as powerful as her, once she has a hunch, something must have happened.

The Pope immediately took it seriously.

"Hurt, has anything unusual happened lately?"

"Everything is under the control of the Holy Religion, and there is nothing abnormal." The black-robed saint named Hutt replied.

"What about abroad? Is there any change between Fuxi and the Federation? ”

"Nope."

"That's weird, it shouldn't be a delusion......"

The Pope sits on the throne with his left hand on his cheek and the fingertips of his right hand tapping back and forth on the armrest.

"Looks like I'll have to make a prophecy." She said.

When Hurt heard this, he looked up in surprise and said, "You want to make a prophecy?" In that case, will it make you too tired? ”

"If you are tired, you should take a look and rest assured."

As he spoke, the Pope stretched out his right hand and twitched lightly in the void in front of him.

A card suddenly appeared in front of you.

On the board, there is a chest full of gems, and a hand is reaching for the chest.

"Treasure?"

The Pope was a little surprised.

There were too many meanings that this card could represent, and it was simply not enough to solve the doubts in her heart.

As she drew the card, a black chain appeared out of thin air, wrapping tightly around her left hand.

The black chain appeared for a few seconds, then slowly vanished.

The Pope was unconscious, stretched out his hand, and drew cards in the void.

The second card fell into her hand.

Seeing the card, the Pope sat up sharply.

"It's this card...... she said, surprised.

On the card, I saw a skeleton in armor, holding a black flag, sitting on a white horse.

This is the Grim Reaper card.

"Giggles, the Grim Reaper is coming? In this way, the power that can change the established trajectory of fate has emerged. ”

The Pope burst into a burst of oozing laughter.

She spread out the two cards and let them float silently.

In the void, there was a heavy rattling sound, and another black chain appeared and wrapped around her left leg.

The black chains quickly disappeared.

"Looks like I need a card to get a glimpse of it." The Pope said to himself.

"You've been sealed away with a lot of power, please don't prophecy anymore, with me here, no threat will pose a danger to you." Saint Hurt hurriedly said.

"It's fine, it's just some shackles, at most they will trap me for a while," said the Pope absently, "Besides, if something happens, I can always untie it at some cost." ”

"Now, let me look at the last card of fate."

She said, reaching out and twitching lightly in the void.

The last card was pinched in her hand.

Correspondingly, another black chain appeared, wrapping back and forth around her body.

The Pope didn't even look at the chains, but looked intently at the cards in his hand.

On this card, a Libra is drawn.

At either end of the scale, an old and gray crown and a slowly beating heart are placed.

The Pope stared at the card, one hand grappling at the armrest of the chair.

"How could the prophecy draw this waste card, isn't the king already dead?" She said incredulously.

This is a special card designed to unleash the most powerful Mystic attacks on enemies.

The assassination of the king was based on this card, and in the end it was successful.

But with the king's full counterattack, the card also ran out of power and became a waste card.

From that point on, the Holy Cult's Chosen on this card could no longer be activated.

Unexpectedly, in this prophecy, it appeared bizarrely.

The Pope slammed to his feet, clasped his hands on his hands, and paced slowly through the cathedral.

The prophecy of the card can never be wrong.

That is, the king is still alive?

No, it can't be, his body is still in his hands.

"Treasure ...... Death...... Waste ......"

The Pope muttered.

The feeling that something was wrong was getting stronger.

She suddenly raised her voice and said, "Hut! ”

The black-robed saint said, "I'm here!" ”

"Gather the seven saints, guard the main roads in the capital, and notify me as soon as you notice anything wrong."

"Yes!"

Looking at Hurt's speechless appearance, the Pope asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't think you need to worry too much about the prophecy, in this world, the existence that can threaten you has not yet been born."

"No, no, you don't understand, I have to spy on the direction of fate, because fate is such a thing, it is difficult to change because of what you have done."

"But you've been sealed three times now."

"It's okay, if there is a critical situation, I can break the seal at any time."

Then a nun came in and asked, "That lady's feast is about to begin." ”

The Pope was thinking about his thoughts, and said casually: "For such an inconsequential matter, just let Saint Ivan show up for me, and by the way, see if there are any suspicious people at the banquet." ”

"Yes."

The nun withdrew.

……

The Mobile Warframe weaved through the night's clouds, rapidly approaching the capital of the Holy Kingdom.

Just as the Mobile Warframe was about to reach its destination, the sirens sounded.

"Your Excellency, a saint with two hundred holy cult troops appeared near the manor, and his mission was to search for suspicious people."

"Got it."

Gu Qingshan turned around and suddenly fell down.

The steel armor sank into a lake.

A moment later.

Gu Qingshan walked out of the lake, his spiritual power moved, and the water on his body was steamed.

"Has it been noticed?" He asked.

"I have to say that this was a perfect infiltration, and it didn't touch the surveillance network of the Holy Country." Liao Xing's voice came from the light brain.

"In addition, the Pope has been in the Holy See and has not come to the feast." He added.

"The Pope didn't come to the feast? Well, that's the best news. Gu Qingshan said

A light curtain was projected, revealing his location.

The voice of the goddess of justice sounded: "Your Excellency, you need to go two kilometers to the southwest, and in a quarter of an hour, the car of the federal legation will pass by. ”

"I'll go." Gu Qingshan turned off his light brain and flew towards the target location.

After a while.

Cars with federal flags sped through the mountains.

As the car passed a corner, the door opened, and a dark shadow swept in.

In the car, two people pointed at Gu Qingshan with weapons, and the other person took out the detector in his arms and aimed it at him.

"Identity passed." An electronic sound came from the detector.

Several people in the sedan breathed a sigh of relief.

They looked at Qingshan's eyes, and there was an indescribable admiration.

Missions at the top secret level of the Federation are generally carried out by large teams of professionals from special agencies.

And this time, only one person was sent.

This man must be extraordinary.

They quickly pulled out a large box from under the seat and opened it in front of Gu Qingshan.

"Military uniforms."

"Army boots."

"Belt."

"Personal documents."

"Wallet."

"I didn't prepare a gun and a sword, because I came to a banquet."

Gu Qingshan looked at the things in front of him and quickly put them on and took them off.

The ambassador carefully took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom and uncovered it layer by layer.

A silver-white medal appeared in front of Gu Qingshan.

"Medal of Freedom, 1st Class?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Yes, such outstanding military feats can explain your age and official position." The ambassador said.

"You try it, learn to wear it." He solemnly handed the medal to Gu Qingshan.

"Thank you." Gu Qingshan Road.

He quickly changed into his outfit and asked, "How's it going?" ”

Several people looked at him.

The ambassador muttered, "Your temperament is a little weaker, and as a soldier of the Federation, you have to be a little arrogant. ”

Gu Qingshan straightened his waist, and his momentum changed.

I have been rolling in the sea of corpses and blood for two lifetimes, and I don't know how many demons and souls of living beings are under the sword, and now I want to look like a soldier, it's still not a problem.

"Yes, even the military attaché we sent out ourselves can't do any better." An embassy official praised.

"Is there anything else we need to do?" The ambassador asked.

"No, after you go in, you don't need to worry about me." Gu Qingshan Road.

The ambassador and the others nodded, quietly breathing a sigh of relief.

Inside the carriage, it was quiet.

Gu Qingshan looked at the scenery outside the car that kept flying backwards, and he didn't know why, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.