The cathedral was brightly lit. Layers of light spots shone on the symmetrical granite floor, illuminating the Karma Fruits that were entwined with vine patterns.
The Pope's winter coat was made of velvet with white mink fur edges. The edges were embroidered with intricate gold threads, and the back of the coat dragged on the clean and shiny floor for a long time. He wore a triple-layered crown on his head, a platinum holy belt on his body, a bishop's scepter made of gold in his left hand, and a ruby ring on his right, symbolizing the supreme representative of Christ in the world.
After the trainees were brought to the cathedral by the police officers, the Pope finally turned around from the altar.
His face was as young as his back showed. A layer of soft black hair hung around his ears, and his young face was no bigger than an adult's palm. His large eyes twinkled, and his long eyelashes covered the twinkling light within. He looked like the famous Cupid in ancient Greek mythology, innocent and naive.
The boy looked to be only five or six years old. He could not even hold the scepter firmly, let alone the heavy triple-layered crown on his head.
But he did hold it firmly. Not only did he hold it firmly, he even looked decent when he stood in front of the altar.
His back was straight, and his face was stern. It was obvious that he was trying hard to portray himself as a dignified adult.
Unfortunately, due to the height difference, if not for the papal crown inlaid with countless luxurious gems on his head, the little pope's actual height would not be much taller than the altar. He was so adorable that people could not help but laugh.
The little Pope was only a six-year-old child. Although they were surprised, the trainees did not feel that there was anything wrong. The same went for the bullet screen.
[Wow, this little Pope is so cute!]
[Adorable little boy aww sl! Little shota mommy loves you!!]
[I don't know why, but I feel that this little shota looks very familiar? But I stared at him for a long time, and I can't seem to find what's wrong … Weird, forget it, let's not think about it. Ahhhh help, this child is so cute, he looks so well-behaved.]
Except for the Zong Jiu.
The appearance of a six-year-old child had not yet matured, but from the little Pope's delicate facial features, one could already guess that his future appearance would not be crooked.
One of the reasons why no one thought of the demons was because of their age.
Secondly, other than Zong Jiu, other people's impression of No. 1 was limited to his presence during the second selection. Furthermore, his throne was at the highest point in the studio, so many people could not see him clearly even if they raised their heads. As for the time in Las Vegas, the number of trainees who were able to squeeze into the innermost circle of the Central Casino were few and far between.
If it was three … perhaps it was because of his temperament.
This smaller demon was completely different from the adult No. 1. In all aspects.
However, Zong Jiu was one hundred percent sure that the young Pope standing in front of him was his archenemy. As for how Zong Jiu recognized him, it could only be attributed to the strange telepathy and intuition between archenemies.
If he couldn't even recognize his old enemy, then how could he be called an old enemy?
Good heavens, even a demon has become the pope.
The white-haired young man stood where he was with a cold expression.
As expected, this Instance Dungeon should be destroyed.
Anthony stood beside him. Because he had been a subordinate for many years, although he had a bad temper, he was still very good at reading people's body language. When he saw Zong Jiu frown, he immediately lowered his voice and asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Zong Jiu shook his head in silence. "I can't be sure yet."
An adult demon's temperament was easy to distinguish. It was the kind of sharp malice that did not fit in with the rest of the world. The madness that filled his body was definitely the sickest among all the people that Zong Jiu had met before and after his transmigration.
And now, even if it was certain that it was the same person, the aura of the little pontiff's body was so peaceful. Even if there was a hint of craftiness in his eyes, it was still a far cry from the malevolence of an adult demon that was so heavy that it left one breathless.
Even the color of their pupils was different.
The Dark Wizard's green pupils were because he was a Nordic. Fan Zhuo's red pupils were because he was a Blood Breed. Zong Jiu's light pink pupils were because the original owner of the body had albinism and was born with a deficiency of synthetic melanin.
On the other hand, the demon's pupils were dark gold and were very recognizable. This color was also known as amber and was incredibly rare.
The young Pope in front of him, on the other hand, had dark brown pupils. They were ordinary and unremarkable. No matter how he looked at them, they were different from the cold and brilliant dark gold of No.1.
"Oh right, if you have the chance, try to find out more about the second main mission in the next few days."
Zong Jiu looked straight ahead and said in a voice that only Anthony could hear.
Anthony was stunned. "Why?"
"There's obviously something wrong with the first main mission. Besides, you heard it yourself. The half-vampire probably won't make it past Judgement Day. Why?"
The white-haired youth glanced at him with a half-smile. "If you take the first main mission, you'll have to die here. Aren't you worried?"
For a moment, the half-vampire had an indescribable feeling in his heart.
He had always been hostile to Magician.
Ever since Las Vegas, when Magician won a lot of chips from him and slapped him in the face in front of everyone, Anthony had been prejudiced against him. Due to His Highness' order, the Barren Village Instance Dungeon suppressed his thoughts of adding insult to injury. Later, if he didn't find out that Magician was His Highness' fiancé, although the engagement was annulled, the news was shocking enough. Anthony wouldn't have been so quiet.
Of course, the most important thing was that Zong Jiu had shown absolute strength.
But this time, Magician clearly knew that he was prejudiced against him. It didn't even have to do with the team. After all, he was the "born holy person" that the NPC said himself.
After a long time, when even Zong Jiu thought that Magician wouldn't speak again, Anthony muttered in a low voice.
"Got it."
"Welcome to the City of Kindness."
Just as Zong Jiu and Anthony were whispering, the young Pope spoke.
His gaze swept across everyone standing below and stayed on the white-haired Magician for a long time.
Even the feeling of his gaze was completely different.
Zong Jiu could almost rule out the possibility of disguise.
After pausing for about five seconds, the young Pope looked away.
"Guests from afar, the journey is long and tiring, please take a seat."
He walked down from the high platform, raised the hand with the ruby ring, and gestured for the trainees to sit on the black benches in the church.
This little host's demeanor made people smile.
They didn't know if it was an illusion, but the big church in the town gave people a very comfortable feeling.
Not only the believers praying outside the church, but also the white pigeons that occasionally flew through the window, the scripture pages that were placed on the pulpit and blown by the wind, or the unknown incense burning in the room, it was easy for people to calm down.
The trainees' tense bodies and minds began to relax as they sat down on the benches.
A soft cushion was placed on the benches, so they wouldn't feel cold when they sat down.
"I know you must have a lot of questions, but don't worry, I will explain them to you one by one."
The young Pope's voice had the innocence of a child as he spoke slowly.
.....
In the time that followed, he almost perfectly answered all of the trainees' questions.
"Judgement Day is the day they set —"
The young Pope pointed to the sky and pretended to draw a cross on his chest. "There are still seven days, oh no, today is the first day, the seventh day is Judgement Day, you have five days to get rid of the sin on your arms."
"This city is called the City of Goodness, but since we are humans and not saints, we must be born with sin. As long as we have evil thoughts or commit crimes, the black lines of sin will also appear on the arms of the townsfolk. "
He explained as he gestured for the police officer to pull up his sleeve.
The police officer immediately understood and quickly chanted in a low voice, "Praise Satan!"
As expected, just as he finished speaking, a black line slowly formed on the police officer's exposed arm.
"The townsfolk can come to the confession room to confess to me, frankly admit the crimes they have committed and sincerely repent, then the black lines on their arms will be removed."
The young Pope nodded at the police officer, who pulled down his sleeve and walked towards the dark brown wooden hut by the wall of the church.
The wooden hut was built by the wall of the church, separated by a wooden board, with dark purple curtains hanging on both sides.
Confession was a sacrament of the Roman Catholic Church, believers who had committed sins only needed to confess to the clergy on the other side of the wooden board in the house, revealing their sins, and the clergy could perform the sacrament of absolution and forgive the sins.
This was also why people often said that the clergy were the ones who knew the most.
"I'm not sure if this method will work on you, because there have been foreigners who have tried it before."
The young Pope paused, "But to ensure that it is rigorous, after the explanation, I will hold a confession sacrament, and welcome all guests to try it."
"Then other than this method, is there any other way to get rid of sin?" Xu Su asked.
"Yes."
The young Pope walked down the steps and pointed to the sky outside.
"Under the earth is hell, and there is a City of Evil in hell, just behind the City of Goodness. Just as you imagine, that world is filled with malice that goes against the City of Goodness. "
"Recently, as Judgement Day approaches, the residents of the City of Evil have begun to become restless. Every time the full moon hangs high in the sky, this mirror city will be connected to the City of Goodness in the reflection of the water. "
"The City of Evil is a place of sin, and the guns that were given to everyone earlier were used for this purpose. If you can get rid of the residents of the City of Evil at night, you can achieve the effect of offsetting the sin. "
It was all the truth.
Zong Jiu had been secretly observing the miniature version of the devil, and the doubts in his heart grew.
"Oh right, I heard from Grandma Maria that there is a person who was born holy among the guests?"
Suddenly, the young Pope changed the topic, and looked over with interest, his eyes surging with undisguised curiosity.
"A person who is born holy can safely pass through Judgement Day, without the need for confession or the need to hunt for sin, such good luck."
"Just in time … I feel like an old friend with this beautiful big brother, and we hit it off."
The little devil's face showed a sweet smile, "Big brother, why don't you stay in the church with me for the next few days?"