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Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy-Three: The Young Pope

"In the name of God, the master of the night, the supreme ruler of the kingdom of stars, the supreme ruler of the supreme ruler of the night and dreams, you will be named the Pope of the Night God Cult!"

"Hold the authority of God! Shepherd all living beings on behalf of God!"

A young girl who looked young was wearing a gorgeous black robe and brought the crown of the pope. A cardinal priest of the Night God Cult kneeled on the ground and held the Pope's scepter for her, waiting for the new Night God Cult Pope to take over her power.

"The sun will eventually set, but the night will last forever!"

"The sun will eventually set, but the night will last forever!"

As this slogan was shouted, all the Night God Sect sacrificially followed. Tens of thousands of people gathered here to shout this standard slogan of the Night God Sect, igniting the entire city.

"The eternal and immortal master of the night! You are the unique and indispensable existence in this world..." The holy and melodious song, as the chanting chanted by the singing group, brought people from the city to hum, praising the great master of the night.

In the square of the Temple of Night in the Kingdom of Holima, the stairs are high above the stairs are full of sacrifices of the Lord of Night. On the stage are gorgeously dressed King of Holima, King Pufante, King Roman and other foreign kings, groups of nobles, original superiors, clergy and ruling classes.

At this moment, they all knelt at the feet of the new Pope of the Night God Cult, even if she was just an ordinary girl, because she represented a god at this moment.

The girl sat on her throne, looking at everything below in a daze. This scene seemed to have opened the door to her, allowing her to see the most impactful side of this world.

"I am the Pope!"

There was only excitement and excitement on her face, and she had no idea what position she was sitting in, and she didn't know what the position represented and what it needed to bear.

A convoy of chariots and vehicles from the Kingdom of Holima passed by, soldiers carrying flags and lined up in square formations, firing guns into the sky. The latest combat airships passed by the square, lined up in a row or a chevron. Airships could be seen everywhere in the city, patrolling the abnormal conditions in the city, and also hanging banners to congratulate the new pope.

The military music was played from morning to night, and there were continuous orchestras and theater troupes from various countries, performing on the square.

The generation of popes of the Lord of Night suddenly passed away, and the one who inherited his supreme power was a fifteen-year-old girl. In such a short time, she changed three popes, which was abnormal for the Night God Cult.

A fifteen-year-old girl pope jumped into the supreme ruler of the entire foreign country and the Kingdom of Holima. Is there anything more crazy than this? The latest news about the new pope of the Night God Cult can be seen in the newspapers and radio stations on the entire Alan continent.

"A fifteen-year-old girl ascended the throne and became the pope of the Night God Cult!"

"The girly pope takes over the highest rights of foreign countries!"

"The rights of foreign countries change and hand over, succession..."

Such news can be seen everywhere in the world. After all, although the foreign countries are not the most powerful countries on the Alan continent, the national strength of the Holima Kingdom is not weak. The Night God Cult is the orthodox belief of the entire foreign countries, and is in charge of the fate of tens of millions of people.

When the coronation ceremony ended, and the night returned to the Pope's palace, Alice escaped from the previous stimulation and excitement, feeling trembling and fear.

"Mr. Skeleton! We are like this! This is...it's blasphemy!"

And sitting in front of the window, a gentleman who looked like a doll wearing a mask and a suit turned around: "Blasphemy? God?"

Adenos sat on the chair and tilted his head wildly. The skeleton under the mask showed a strange expression. He had no flesh, but you knew he was smiling: "Wrong, I'm not trying to blaspheme the gods, I'm trying to kill the gods!"

He stood up and spread his hands out the window, as if embracing the whole world, or as if he was devouring the whole world.

"Give up your pitiful awe!"

"Nothing is more noble than ourselves!"

"Nothing can be stronger than our own will!"

"As long as we have enough courage and imagination beyond ordinary, we can do everything that cannot be done!"

Adenos preached his theory, which for him was indeed a belief that was implemented from scratch. No one could be more unrespectful than him, no one could be more bold than him, and no one had more extraordinary imagination than him.

But Alice only felt scared when she saw Adenos who was like a tyrant. Adenos found herself facing this simple farm girl like a child, who was not like a king even if she brought a crown, but suddenly she felt a little soft-hearted.

"Rich! Rich! What's going on with me? Are you old? Old? No passion? So soft-hearted?"

Adenos sneered at him in his heart, but found that he was really soft-hearted. When he killed his father and brothers and finally left his sister Elsa, he was already soft-hearted. Facing Alice, who had the same face as his sister, after such a long time, he could still meet her, which made Adenos suddenly miss everything he had once known.

"You go to bed, just think it's a game, a dream!"

"I will arrange everything! And you!"

"Just have to play happily, that's enough!"

Yadnos looked out the window. The world outside the window had not changed at all, but Yadnos saw the power and breath of the abyss surged on this land.

If you want to kill a true God, unless you erase the whole world together, you will not be able to have His imprint on the world or on the believers at all.

It is almost impossible to kill a true god who is sleeping and resurrected. The difficulty is not to destroy Him, but to completely kill Him. Adenos was once the seventh level of mythical life undead monarch, a mythical creature specializing in the soul. No one except the gods knows better about mythical existence.

Adenos knew that it was absolutely impossible to kill a true god with his own power, but what if he was relying on the power of another world, he would kill a true god with the help of the power of the whole world? And it was the powerful and terrifying abyss world in the legend! This was really a crazy idea that anyone was afraid of, but Adenos dared to think, dared to do, and had the ability to do it.

Adenos never wanted to inherit the clergy of the Lord of Night, but just wanted to sacrifice him as a sacrifice and sacrifice a true god to the abyss. He would leapt to the capital to become the demon king of the abyss.

Such an idea is impossible to target the true god who still looks down on all living beings in the Kingdom of God. The moment he may take action, he will suffer a full blown attack from a true god. However, against the Lord of Night, who was just shot down by the three civilization gods, the gods in the revival and reborn will be different. He is sleeping without any ability to resist, and even the ability to shout for help is lost.

Yadnos' layout targeted the previous pope from the beginning, intercepting him halfway through the road. He was the former seventh-level undead monarch and served as the controller of the Styx for so many years. He set up a plan to murder him against a god with weak divine power, which was not difficult for him.

Later, Adenos seized the Night Candle, part of the Night Lord artifact carried by the previous pope.

This is also an important factor in maintaining the Night Divine Sect after Lord Night sleeps. At the same time, this artifact is also part of the divine power of the divine spirit.

By offering sacrifices to the abyss and borrowing the power of demons from the abyss, Adenos fell into an abyss species, and the power of the abyss demons was soaked in the night candle and became a demonic weapon. Through the demon weapon, Night candle, the clergyman of the Night Lord was controlled by the demonic weapon. At the same time, he also opened a Taros door, the legendary abyss door.

"As the clergy of the Lord of Night are dragged into the abyss little by little, every clergy is actually a part of the god."

"When they all become abyss seeds, when they return to the Kingdom of God, they will pollute the core of the gods, and only a grand sacrifice ceremony and a huge enough fallen clergyman!"

"Ten thousand, hundreds of thousands of clergymen return to the kingdom of God together, and then the last one to be dragged into the abyss is..."

Yadnos seemed to have seen that wonderful scene, Yadnos seemed to have seen the exciting scene.
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