When Philiber arrived here, the other members of the College of Cardinals who could escape had already arrived. Pope Benedict III was standing on the steps holding a platinum scepter, with a huge, holy cross behind him.
"I have called you here today because there is a secret mission entrusted to you. This is related to the glory of the Lord, the survival of the church and your respective futures." Benedict III said solemnly, his slightly cloudy eyes now dark.
No waves.
"Holy Avenger" Melmoth took a step forward and said: "His Majesty the Pope, I wonder what kind of task it is that requires more than half of the Cardinal College to complete?"
He has not yet recovered from the injury he suffered when Douglas was promoted to godlike, so he is more cautious about the mission.
Benedict III did not answer directly, but turned his attention to the glass windows near the dome of the Great Hall of Light. The dazzling sunlight at noon shone in through the colorful glass, casting colorful dreams on the ground.
"Douglas' promotion to godlike status not only gave the magicians confidence and allowed them to see the bright future of arcana and magic. As long as this path is not desperate, it will be difficult to be tempted again, but it also greatly changed the entire world.
The situation has changed the balance of power and our estimation of the future." Benedict III repeated the current situation in a low voice, "Whether we are willing to admit it or not, one godlike person, four legendary pinnacles, and incomparable numbers.
The few legendary powerhouses we have are clearly there, and the Magic Council already has the strength to compete with us head-on without falling behind."
"At the same time, we have to face the heretics in the north, the invasion of the great devil Maldimos in the endless ocean, and the oppression of the evil god Silver Moon in the dark mountains. The situation is very difficult."
All the members of the College of Cardinals did not speak, because this was the fact that was clearly in front of them. Although the "Lord of Hell" Maldimos and the Northern Heretic were also objects that the Magic Council had to distract and guard against, at least the Dark Council, the Elven King
Ting is now their ally, and his side is almost alone.
This seems to be an inevitable process when every ruling force turns from prosperity to decline, because their previous strength left too deep an impression on other organizations, and they have formed personal vendettas that are difficult to resolve. Therefore, if there is no
If you have the courage to make concessions and join forces, other forces can easily reach an agreement to overthrow the original ruling force before fighting each other, just like the ancient magic empire back then!
The old and heavy voice of Benedict III echoed in the Great Hall of Light: "Although I adhere to the will of the Lord, I have told you the method of transforming the initial immortal state, and how to use the power of faith given by the Lord to condense the mystery of divinity.
, you should have gained something over the years, and your strength has been improved. However, the development of arcana in the past twenty years, and the resulting expansion in the strength of the Magic Council, force us to face a problem squarely."
Having said this, he paused and looked at all the members of the College of Cardinals present without emotion.
Cardinals such as Santa Maria, St. Cati, Philibert, and Estila lowered their heads slightly, seeming to avoid the Pope's gaze. In the past few years, cults have emerged one after another in areas controlled by the church. Their "
"credit" is included.
Benedict III withdrew his gaze and continued: "If this trend continues, before your strength is fundamentally improved, before the number of new legendary peaks catches up with the current Magic Council, and before new god-like saints are born, , the overall strength of the Magic Council will definitely completely overwhelm us, dividing and defeating us step by step, just like the original Magic Empire was destroyed by us."
"This is not to scare everyone with the worst possible scenario. You should know very well that most of the magic council's magicians have not truly digested the results of arcane development in the past twenty years. After all, the expansion of strength will lag behind the development of theory by about ten years. , and you yourself know very well how strong you can become in ten years."
After listening to Benedict III, Cardinal Estila asked doubtfully: "Your Majesty the Pope, the balance of strength and decline you described is very far-sighted and analyzes our predicament very clearly. But the situation we are facing now One of the most significant and fundamental differences from the ancient Magic Empire is that we have you as the earthly spokesperson of the Lord, the most powerful god-like being, while the strongest in the Ancient Magic Empire was only the legendary peak."
"The existence of the god-like is a deterrent and a balance. As long as the god-like is not eliminated, it will be difficult for the forces to which he belongs to be completely eliminated, because that will make the god-like no longer have any scruples to destroy the foundation of the enemy. Therefore, gods who can destroy each other's forces are a guarantee of peace, just like our attack on vampires. I think the Magic Council will definitely take this into consideration. Maybe the current situation of confrontation across the Storm Strait will remain forever. If it goes on, everyone will gradually cannibalize other forces that are not like gods."
Saint Kati also stood up and said: "Estila is right, the unkillable god will keep the current situation going, and the most important thing is that under the Pope's crown, you are the strongest god. Being able to perform the 'divine descending technique', no matter it is 'Silver Moon', 'Lord of Hell', or Douglas, it can't resist it. This can ensure the status of the church to the greatest extent and prevent them from attacking at will."
"When our strength increases, we can awaken the 'Lord'. Under the light of the true God, all evil will be completely dissolved."
He talked about his expectations. As for whether he could awaken the "God of Truth" and in what way, that was another matter.
Benedict III sighed softly: "Gods are not truly immortal. At least I have many hidden dangers. If I can grasp these hidden dangers, even if I cannot completely kill me, I can be imprisoned like I imprisoned the monster. , and I, who possess the 'divine descending technique', will definitely be the primary target of Douglas, Silver Moon and Maldimos. We do not rule out the possibility of their joint action. How will we face it when the time comes?"
In the Great Hall of Light, no member of the College of Cardinals answered for a moment, and the atmosphere became depressing and solid. Although the danger was still far away, based on His Holiness the Pope's analysis, it seemed that the worst might happen sooner or later.
"His Majesty the Pope, what is the task you want to give us?" Melmoth suddenly broke the silence. "Is it related to the difficulties in the future?"
Benedict III slowly raised his platinum scepter, his expression becoming solemn.
Seeing this, all the members of the College of Cardinals immediately knelt down, drew crosses on their chests, and prayed devoutly: "Only the truth lasts forever!"
This is the gesture of announcing the “oracle” of the Lord!
"The Lord sent an oracle and told me how to solve the hidden dangers." Benedict III's tone was full of "sincere gratitude." "The reason why after using a 'container' is that negative emotions cannot be controlled and separated.
It’s because the power of negative emotions and the power of faith are not equal when it comes to the final impact on the gods.”
Santa Maria frowned subconsciously and said: "Not equal? They are all non-'real' spiritual powers, how can they not be equal?"
She suddenly came to her senses: "Your Majesty, I am not questioning the Lord, but I hope you can satisfy my ignorance."
"Because behind the power of faith is the 'Heaven Mountain', when it attacks gods, the 'Heaven Mountain' projection will appear, and the power of negative emotions will only condense the seven ancient devils. How can they be equal to the 'Heaven Mountain'?
So the balance was lost, leaving hidden dangers." Benedict III explained expressionlessly.
"Then how can we be equal?" Philiber asked. This was the question they were most concerned about, because they thought they would reach this point sooner or later.
Benedict III put down his platinum scepter, nodded gently and said: "We need more 'ancient devils', we need them to 'condensate' the 'ancient hell', and this requires your cooperation. I cannot accomplish it by myself.
In fact, this is completely consistent with the core of our god-like method, which is to gather the power of the crowd and turn the weak into strong."
For some reason, when they heard Benedict III's words, Philibert and other members of the College of Cardinals thought of Lucien's paper and the prediction in it - the evolution of weak observers into strong observers!
"His Majesty the Pope, what should we do?" Saint Katie asked. This kind of thing must ask every step clearly. After all, it involves oneself. What if the attempt fails and one's "ancient devil" loses control?
"According to my guess, such 'condensation' will cause corresponding changes in the 'ancient hell', and then..." Benedict III told his arrangements one by one, without hiding anything.
After carefully identifying the key points, the members of the College of Cardinals agreed thoughtfully and left the Great Hall of Light to make preparations.
When their figures all disappeared into the Great Hall of Light, Pope Benedict III was still standing there, looking at the door with dim eyes.
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"'Jealousy' devil?" Lucien just said, "Natasha" and "Sylvia" who were entangled on the bed stood up. One stood in front with her chest raised regardless of her nakedness, and the other cuddled up delicately and shyly.
other side.
"I'm sorry, although you are very nice, but I still love her." "Natasha" looked directly at Lucien fearlessly.
The corner of Lucien's mouth twitched, just because of the familiar lines, and then he smiled and said: "It's useless. If I don't even have this little confidence, how can I say love? Please try another way, jealous devil."
When he spoke, Lucien was already prepared, because there might be a demon of indulgence hiding in the dark, and it would be more dangerous if the two of them acted together.
"Haha." "Natasha" and "Sylvia" laughed like silver bells at the same time, which was completely different from their own voices, "What a boring man."
Amid laughter, their bodies disintegrated and seemed to turn into dust.
Lucien originally thought that the two ancient demons would take action, but he didn't expect that they would leave so directly.
As his eyes turned, Lucien saw the full-length mirror on the side of the big bed, and his figure was reflected in it. He was wearing a black double-breasted dress, a top hat and black leather shoes, and what hung on that familiar handsome face was... Not a smile, but a look of disdain.
"Lucien" in the mirror suddenly spoke and sneered: "Do you know what you call arrogance now? Because of the legendary peak strength and many powerful and weird magics, you look down on the seven ancient devils and think they can't Causing danger, you are laughing at their every move that they try to influence your emotions."
"Your thoughts are the purest arrogance. Arrogance is never an emotion, so I was born in response to your heart and let you face yourself. You will never be able to kill me or defeat me, because I am you!"
Step by step, it walked out of the mirror, its black leather shoes stepping on the brown carpet. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)