Apollo, the sun god of fighting, killed the two fighting gods with one sword, frightened away the Tongtian people, and shocked everyone with his powerful fighting power.
The Guangming Holy Palace and others kowtowed and bowed. Apollo lowered his head and glanced at Gu Que. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Hello, Gu Que."
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.
Gu Que also frowned and was slightly startled, but said nothing.
Apollo said calmly: "No need to be confused. I do know you. I finally know something about things in the East. Besides, you are not that unknown, right?"
Gu Que narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "How are you doing?"
Apollo shook his head and said: "No, I don't intend to do anything to you, it's just that the great Pope wants to see you and hopes that you will give him face."
Gu Que sneered and said: "Pope? I can't even get along with him, but he wants to see me? Haha! What's so shameless? You don't have to say it so nicely. Do I have a choice?"
Apollo smiled and said: "Of course there is no choice. Although you have a divine treasure to protect you, it does not mean that you can leave safely, right? Let's go! The Pope is waiting for you!"
Gu Que snorted softly, but his heart sank. He still knew in his heart where the Holy Mountain of Light was. The Vatican, with so many experts and unfathomable civilization and heritage, went there, like a lamb entering a wolf's den.
Everything has to be bowed.
But at this moment, there is really no choice!
He sighed and said slowly: "I can go, but I need to send Caroline home."
Apollo shook his head slightly and said calmly: "The Pope not only wants to see you, but also the beautiful Miss Caroline."
Gu Que's face suddenly darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "It's absolutely impossible. You want her just to resurrect God."
Apollo smiled and said: "As smart as you are, do you really think that relying on the bright holy relics and holy bones, you can use the body of the Holy Spirit to resurrect God? If this is the case, the body of the Holy Spirit does not need to wait for the fallen people to discover it.
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Gu Que frowned suddenly, and a chill suddenly surged in his heart. Could this be all a plan of the Holy Palace of Light?
He raised his head and looked at Apollo, the sun god, and saw that his face was extremely indifferent, and his pupils were as deep as the sea, shining with inexplicable golden light.
This matter seems not as simple as it seems.
Having no choice but to let others slaughter her, Gu Que stomped his right foot, carried Caroline on his back and headed northwest.
Apollo chuckled and followed immediately.
When the powerful forces left, what was left was just yellow sand all over the ground, and all civilization and death were buried under the earth. Perhaps many years later, a city will still rise here.
Guangming Holy Palace is located in the center of Xizhou, more than 100,000 miles away from Satan City. This is a long journey, and even those as powerful as Gu Que and others took more than a month to get there.
What worries him is that after such a long time, Caroline still hasn't woken up.
She was still breathing, her heartbeat was still beating strongly, but it just couldn't wake her up.
It stands to reason that she has no vitality, fighting spirit, or energy supply, so she cannot live for such a long time without eating, but she is very healthy.
What is the body of the Holy Spirit? What secret does Caroline have? Gu Que knows nothing.
They were speechless all the way until they arrived at the Holy City of Caesar, the capital of Western Province. The major magicians who had been suppressing it for a long time cheered. Naturally, there were no words to express the feeling of returning to their hometown, but Gu Que's heart sank again and again.
For more than a month, he has been thinking about how to not be controlled by the Holy Palace of Light, and what trump card he has to escape with Caroline.
But this is obviously a vain thought. All of his trump cards are not enough to compete with the powerful Holy Palace of Light, unless the copper coffin suddenly goes crazy and carries himself and Caroline away.
But although the copper coffin is unfathomable, it sometimes works and sometimes doesn't work. It does things entirely based on its own mood, and it doesn't work at all.
Better than nothing, Gu Que finally said: "Apollo, what does the body of the Holy Spirit mean?"
Apollo looked back and smiled lightly: "Actually, I don't know what this means. I don't even know if there is a body of the Holy Spirit in the world. As for Miss Caroline, she is indeed extraordinary, but I don't
I can't see through her. I'm afraid only the wise Pope can answer your question, so you can ask him."
Gu Que nodded slightly and suddenly said: "You are already infinitely close to the divine king, but you call the pope your lord. So he has already reached the realm of the divine king? That is, you are the main god of the West."
Apollo shook his head and said, "I don't know! The Pope has unparalleled wisdom and unfathomable power, which we cannot fathom."
After hearing this, Gu Que's brows suddenly furrowed, and the weight he felt towards this so-called Pope in his heart could not help but increase.
See me? Hey! I'm not a little girl, what's there to see?
Below him is the prosperous Holy City of Caesar, the center of Western civilization, the birthplace of countless strong men, the birthplace of countless fighting gods and countless Dharma gods, and a gathering place for Xizhou cultivators.
There is the Holy See, the Royal Palace, various knights' guilds, magicians' guilds, adventurers' guilds, various auction houses, pawn shops, restaurants and dance halls.
The prosperity displayed by a city with extreme commerce is just the tip of the iceberg. The forces here are intertwined and entangled. There is a huge difference between the upper class and the lower class. The Holy See, nobles, civilians, and slaves form a hierarchical pyramid.
The trade is developed, the streets are busy with traffic, people are coming and going, and everyone is passing by in the air, attracting countless people to look up and exclaim.
About a hundred miles outside the Holy City of Caesar is the great Holy Mountain of Light. This hundred-mile journey is filled with pilgrims, all of whom are devout people with faith.
Their goal is the Holy Mountain of Light, and they only want to see the greatness of their faith.
At the speed of Gu Que and others, a hundred miles is not too far away, and the great bright holy mountain in front is already in front of us.
It was just an ordinary mountain range, but it was bathed in golden light. Rich magic waves swept through the sky like waves, and the holy aura spread throughout a hundred miles.
The mountain is like a prostrate dragon, majestic and majestic in outline, with lush green trees like a canopy, like rolling blue waves. In the beautiful scenery, white birds fluttering and fluttering fly out, creating a vibrant scene.
Among the trees, there are Western-style castles standing in various shapes, but they give people infinite shock.
Especially on the highest peak of the Holy Mountain, a white castle towers like a cloud, a hundred feet tall, with numerous spiers, sacred, and surrounded by holy light. It must be the core of the Holy Palace of Light - the Citadel of God.
One by one, the Holy Knights and Holy Magicians bid farewell to Apollo and flew towards the Inquisition. Mousse and Victor also flew steadily in the other direction.
Gu Que landed firmly in front of the Citadel of God. Looking at the ten-foot-high gate, a feeling of insignificance suddenly arose spontaneously.
When he reached the Holy Mountain of Light, an inexplicable pressure immediately enveloped him, an indescribable will.
Taking a deep breath, I couldn't help but look back. I saw lush trees, fortresses like stars, and the prosperous Holy City of Caesar in the distance.
Apollo smiled faintly and said: "Let's go! The Pope has been waiting for a long time. Although he has always been very patient, I don't want to make him unhappy."
As he spoke, he slowly opened the heavy door, and what he saw was a dreamlike hall. Jade pillars supported the top, with countless weird runes carved on them, and gems like stars.
Nested, emitting a faint light.
The floor is translucent, allowing people to reflect on it, and the ceiling is carved with exquisite reliefs, including naked women, proud gods, battle scenes, and people kneeling in submission.
At first glance, it seemed as if it had merged into a living world, and there was a roaring sound all around.
Gu Que suddenly shook his head, and couldn't help but feel a little shocked. He didn't know who carved these reliefs, but they were so breathtaking.
Thinking of this, he suddenly frowned and looked forward quickly.
At the end of the hall ahead, under the wall sculpture, an old man wearing a bright red robe seemed to have been standing for a long time.
This is a thin back figure with a slightly stooped figure, his gray hair is meticulously combed, and his clothes are spotless.
He turned his back to himself and looked at the relief on the wall without saying a word.
He stood there, but he couldn't feel his breath at all, as if it was empty and there was no one there.
Gu Que shook his head, his eyes a little blurry. Is there anyone there?
At this moment, an old and hoarse voice slowly came out: "Take Caroline to the Inquisition and let Gabriel take a look. His research on souls is better than mine."
At this moment, Apollo no longer had any arrogance. He bowed deeply and said softly: "As you command, my lord."
He looked at Gu Que, who shook his head solemnly.
And the Pope's voice came out again: "Give Caroline to Apollo! You have no choice, and you don't need to worry about her safety. We just want to see her soul."
Gu Que said in a deep voice: "Is her soul abnormal?"
The Pope said lightly: "I doubt her identity very much. I think what you need to consider at this moment is not her, but yourself."
Gu Que sneered: "You want to kill me?"
After hearing these words, the thin and rickety figure finally slowly turned around and looked towards Gu Que.
When he turned around, his body had disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he was standing next to Gu Que, his eyes as deep as the universe, in which there seemed to be the rhythm of stars and the hanging flow of the Milky Way.
This is a pair of blue eyes. Anyone who sees these eyes can't help but feel a sense of respect.
Gu Que's pupils tightened for a while, and he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
The old pope's face was full of wrinkles. When he smiled slightly, the wrinkles even wrinkled together, making him look extremely terrifying.
He shook his head slowly and said: "Killing you is very simple for me, but I won't get any benefits. Leave the person to her. You will only make her more unsafe. I don't want Apollo in the hall."
Come on, this is a sacred place.
Gu Que took a deep breath, hesitated for a long time, slowly handed Caroline on his back to Apollo, and looked at him deeply.
Apollo smiled and said softly: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
As he spoke, he hugged Caroline and disappeared instantly.
Gu Que, on the other hand, turned his head and looked at the unfathomable Pope.
His expression changed because there was no one in front of him.
"Come here."
A voice suddenly came out, and the Pope's rickety figure was seen already at the end of the hall.
Gu Que's face looked a little ugly. There was obviously no magic fluctuation, no vitality fluctuation, but the Pope seemed to be traveling through the void, appearing everywhere at will.
This old man is really unfathomable. (To be continued)