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Inside the Holy See's Kohn-Dolf Fort.

In a small interior palace.

Under the crown of Pope of Light, he sat on the luxurious and majestic throne like a golden knife. He wore a pope robe with cloud white gold edges, wore a crown of light on his head, and held a large scepter of light on his hand, with a serious expression to the extreme.

This very formal outfit turned out to be the formal outfit he was in charge of the trial of light tomorrow. Every robe, combat boots, crowns, wrist guards, etc. on his body are all legendary holy tools.

They exude pure and majestic power of light and possess all kinds of magical and powerful powers.

The invisible energy fluctuations they emit alone are enough to make people breathless, making people feel awe in their hearts. Those with a slightly worse strength will not be able to resist the strong pressure and crawl directly on the ground, trembling.

To be honest, when Pope Light is dressed neatly in this sacred weapon of light, his combat power will be doubled, and even an ordinary demigod-level powerful man can beat him one or two.

This is the foundation of the Holy See of Light that has accumulated over thousands of years, and is extremely rich.

Wang Yan, the Saint of Light, Sun Youmiao, Paladin Ronnie and others stood solemnly in His Highness, and everyone was filled with panic. Needless to say, from the solemn outfit and aura of Pope Light, you know that he was absolutely angry.

As for the ascetic monk Nini, who had a big fuss before, was also brought back. However, she poured a lot of wine on her own, and it was the first time she drank alcohol and didn't know how to suppress the alcohol. Just now, she was lying in a large shape while lying in a silence.

She slept so well, snoring like thunder, and didn't know what good things she had eaten in her dreams, and she smacked her lips with a happy look on her face.

When Wang Yan and others saw her innocent and innocent look, they couldn't help but laugh. Speaking of the development of the bar, no one could have expected that it would turn out like this.

This ascetic monk Nini has just gone down the mountain for two days and has become a legendary internet celebrity.

As soon as he heard her snoring, Pope Light also felt a headache. This incident was too big. Within a few hours, it had exceeded 100 million views. Governments and superpower organizations kept calling to ask what was going on?

Especially the Italian government called directly to protest and was preparing to sue the Holy See the European Union of Superpowers and proposed to restrict members of the Holy See the Apostle of Light in Italy.

The Holy See is located in Italy. If members enter and exit through the Italian official agency, it will be a big trouble.

"Saint. What's going on?" Pope Light's face turned stern, and a breathtaking power rose up. "You know that Nini just left the mountain and was still inexperienced in the world, but she actually took her to the charming bar and encouraged her to drink? Do you think that my emperor has been too relaxed in discipline on you?"

The Saint of Light knelt down on one knee and said softly: "Mr. Cang, I did make this wrong. Please punish me."

"Punishment is a must. I will wake up Nini first. The two of them punished each other." Pope Light's face was extremely heavy. When he raised his hand, a white light filled the scepter of Light, covering Nini, who was still sleeping soundly.

Nini was shining by the holy light, and the negative state caused by alcohol was dispelled. She sat up suddenly, blinked her innocent eyes and glanced around, and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with her linen sleeves.

Although the alcohol was dissipated, her consciousness had not yet recovered. She gulped and swallowed: "Wang Yan, I'm hungry. Give me another roasted lamb. No, roasted beef legs."

Wang Yan and others were in a state of distress. Is this damn girl confused? She didn't even look at the situation after waking up. She hurriedly squeezed her eyes, and then whispered to Pope Light.

"Huh? Who is this uncle?" The monk Nini rubbed her eyes and said in a daze, "Is it the reinforcements found by those bad guys? Where is my big stick..."

"Bastard!" Pope Light was so angry that his face turned pale, and he shouted, "Ni Ni, I am Pope Light. You broke the great order just two days after you went down the mountain. This made your master know. How sad should you be?"

"Scared!? Nini was shocked. Pope? Are you teasing me? Her mind suddenly became halfway through.

Seeing this, Wang Yan hurriedly bowed and said, "Uncle the Pope, this matter has nothing to do with the Saint and Nini. It's all my fault, I encouraged Nini to drink."

"Grandpa Pope, it was the hooligan who made fun of the Saint Sister first." Sun Youmiao said innocently and coquettishly, "Sister Nini was just indignant for a moment, so she took action more severely."

The Pope Grandpa made Pope stunned, and his eyes softened slightly. When he swept through Wang Yan and Sun Youmiao, he knew very well that these two were juniors, and they were all from the China National Bureau of Non-Country.

It's like it's okay for parents to scold their children. Those who are polite and human nature will not scold other people's children. Pope Guangming rubbed his forehead and said kindly to Sun Youmiao: "Child, this is not a problem of being irresponsible. First, ascetics have the rules of ascetics. You don't understand, I don't blame you. But the saint knows the rules, but it's wrong to not stop Nini from cracking. What's more, Nini is the treasure of Lord St. Bernard, and he is his lifelong pride. This incident made Lord St. Bernard very angry. He had just called and wanted to severely punish the instigator who brought Nini to the evil. If I don't severely punish the saint, the saint will not be easy."

Speaking of the instigator, Pope Light glanced at Wang Yan. It was obvious that he thought from the bottom of his heart that the real instigator was Wang Yan. As the pope, he couldn't directly blame Wang Yan, who was a guest. In desperation, he could only let the Saint feel aggrieved and calmed down Saint Bernard's anger.

"Grandpa Pope, I think Sister Nini is so pitiful. She has been able to drink water and black bread since she was a child." Sun Youmiao pouted her mouth and said, "Miaomiao doesn't believe it. Every ascetic monk, including Saint Bernard, can abide by the rules and never surpass it."

Pope Light raised his brow slightly, saying that these words were already suspected of interfering in the internal affairs of the Holy See. If Wang Yan, who was an adult, had said this, Pope Light might have been angry.

But Sun Youmiao is only a high school student of sixteen or seventeen years old, and is still an immature little girl. Even if Pope Light is angry, it is not good to blame the child without any grace.

But his face was slightly solemn: "I know that you have had a comrade-in-arms with the Saint, and have a deep relationship, so I want to plead for her. But this time I...well?"

Halfway through the words, an imperial guard outside the house hurried to report: "Report to Mianxia, ​​the staff of our country's entry and exit management office called and said that Lord Yanzun was at the entry and he asked to see Mianxia."

"What?" Pope Light's eyes widened, his expression changed rapidly, and his eyes were so sharp that a magnificent momentum burst out, "Let him get out for me, the further he rolls, the better."

Wang Yan and others, standing in His Highness, also felt what the Pope's wrath was.

Invisible energy waves were like storms in the sea, sweeping across the entire palace.

Wang Yan hurriedly took a step forward and blocked Sun Youmiao, who was not strong enough. The pure Yang true energy in his body bulged up to resist the aura fluctuations caused by the anger of this peerless master. Even as strong as Wang Yan, he only felt that the strength of Pope Light was too terrible. The aura emitted in his anger made him feel like a heavy mountain, and he was in the violent vortex again.

Only by doing your best can you barely stand firm.

Wang Yan's forehead was slightly sweating, and he was shocked. He was truly one of the strongest people in the world, and was more than much stronger than the demon lord who had crushed everyone before.

The guards were sweating profusely and quickly took the order and left.

But the Pope of Light seemed to be worried, and his face turned pale and said loudly: "Everyone obeys the order, immediately block the border, and activate the country protection formation. We must not let Yan Zun step into our country."

This sentence was passed down to the entire palace like a panic of gods.

Wang Yan felt sweating in his heart when he heard this. What kind of activities did Uncle Pao do to the Holy See of Light? Why did Pope Light become a different person as soon as he heard that he appeared?

From a logical judgment, it should be more than just a blackout of materials and equipment. I can’t imagine what the hell is changing in Uncle Pao’s mind.

At the command of the Pope of Light.

The nation-protecting formation in the entire Holy See Kingdom was activated. From every corner, laser-like light columns rushed into the sky. In the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with the power of sacred light. Anyone who dared to enter the Holy See Kingdom would be bombarded by the nation-protecting formation.

Cooperating with the Holy Knights and the Imperial Guards of the Holy See, even if a legendary master attacks, it will definitely have an ending without a return.

Just as the entire Church of Light was facing a great enemy, the Pope of Light was furious.

A laugh suddenly rang in the hall.

"Hahaha~ Xiao Feifei, you released such a large Holy Light fireworks to welcome me. I really moved my brother so much that my little heart was jumping around."

This voice is full of the low magnetic characteristics unique to middle-aged men, and there seems to be a cynical sense in the laughter.

"What!?"

Pope Filhos's face changed drastically. The scepter of light in his hand paused on the ground. A holy light suddenly shone into the entire hall. No shadow was filthy, and no shadow could escape the illumination of the holy light.

With the fullness of holy light, a middle-aged man in a vest and big shorts sat casually on the office chair with leisurely crossed his legs.

What was so painful was that his feet were still covered with a pair of plastic toe sandwich, and the white vest had been washed yellow and had several holes broken.

…(To be continued.)
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