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Chapter 377 The dirtiest and filthiest evil fetus (4)

For more than 20 years, a pillar that had supported Augustus collapsed at this time.

why?
why?
why?
Ah!
Ah ah ah ah ah ah!
The Pope's elegance and nobility had long since disappeared completely at this moment. At this moment, only a tearing moan remained in Augustus' throat.

His eyes were glazed.

The body convulsed like an electric shock.

He seemed to be crying, but it was more like a howling at the top of his lungs.

What rolled down from the corner of his eyes was not tears, but blood, and his tears had already dried up.

Perhaps, this is what it looks like when you are extremely sad.

For more than 20 years, Augustus has been struggling in pain. The hatred of revenge made Augustus desperately pursue power, but people cannot live in hatred forever. No matter how determined a person is, he will eventually be in hatred The torment of the torment is heading towards collapse step by step.

Sanity will be lost, will will be broken, soul will be exhausted.

During this long period of time, it was Phyllis who kept giving Augustus hope.

Augustus couldn't forget how excited he was when Rose Felice first appeared in front of him for a short period of tranquility, and his criss-crossed old face was full of tears.

Augustus couldn't forget how happy he was when Phyllis was able to eat like a human for the first time, like a child.

He couldn't forget how warm his heart was when Phyllis would still squat obediently beside him even after he untied the chain.

What's more, when Phyllis was able to have a normal conversation with herself for the first time, although there were only a few simple syllables, how hot the temperature of hope was.

hope.

Those two simple words were an absolute luxury to Augustus.

How many times did Augustus imagine that when Phyllis was fully recovered, they would be able to cuddle together and bask in the sun as before.

He told Phyllis about the changes in the empire and the Holy See over the long period of time.

It doesn't matter even if Phyllis doesn't remember anything, even if it starts from babbling, he will always be by Phyllis' side.

However, who would have thought that when he came back again, all he could see was a cold corpse.

He hates, he despairs, he wants to question this damn world, why is it so cruel to him?

Even the last bit of light in my own life will be snatched away.

Of the two pillars supporting Augustus, one collapsed, how long can the remaining one last?
It wasn't until after losing Felice that Augustus realized that Felice was the most important thing in his heart. If Felice could survive, he would rather not think about revenge...

Perhaps, I shouldn't have left the imperial city from the very beginning.

It's just a pity that when Augustus understood this, it was already too late.

hatred!hatred!hatred!
All the pain, all the sadness, all the despair, all turned into strong hatred.

Hatred for this world, hated for that god, hated for the Holy See, hated for the murderer who killed Phyllis, and even hated for herself!
In the sanctuary, a large number of clergymen looked at each other in blank dismay. When they saw Augustus rushing over at an extremely fast speed, these people were even ready to fight, but who would have thought that it would be like this in the end?
For a moment, one by one looked at each other, grabbed the weapon in his hand, rushed up to hack Augustus to death, and it was not right to stay where he was.

They even felt that Pope Augustus was even more saddened by the death of Phyllis than Rossweisse's own daughter.

No one doubted that the blood and tears in the corners of Augustus' eyes and the painful face were faked. They were the release of the most sincere feelings that could not be faked.

This... what is the situation?
Was Phyllis really killed by Augustus?

This weird situation made everyone's hearts uncontrollable to breed doubts.

Whispering to each other, the voices of Xixisuosuo continued one after another.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Augustus finally struggled to get up from the ground. At this moment, Augustus has no majesty as the pope, and is covered in mess and dirt. His eyes, face, and corners of his mouth It was all bright red blood.

He staggered towards the ice coffin, feeling as if no matter who he was, he could chop Augustus up with a knife.

However, inexplicably, there was a creepy aura on Augustus.

Subconsciously, the crowd automatically parted from the middle, and hundreds of clergymen made way for themselves, watching Augustus walk towards the ice coffin step by step.

Creak, creak... creak...

Augustus's body, I don't know if it started from the teeth or somewhere else.

Under the wrinkled skin, it seemed as if he could peek into the continuous wriggling of strips, and his eyes had turned scarlet.

Let the bright red sticky blood roll down the cheeks and drip onto the ground.

Every time the soles of his feet fell, large cracks immediately appeared on the hard floor, spreading like spider webs, extending all the way to the walls of the sanctuary. The clean white walls were covered with finger-wide cracks.

Even the sacred cathedral, which hadn't suffered much damage when the earthquake struck, seemed about to collapse at any moment.

Augustus' body finally moved to the front of the ice coffin with difficulty, stroking the cold coffin with his fingers.

The next moment, with a bang, the ice coffin exploded instantly.

Countless fine crystal dust drifted in mid-air, eloquently.

Scattered on the ground, on Felice's face, on Augustus' shoulders.

"Who……"

"Who killed Phyllis?"

"who is it?"

"who is it?"

"who is it?"

Augustus kept repeating these words like a neurotic, his voice was not loud, but every word was like a knife stabbing people's hearts.

Every word carries an irresistible coercion.

People with insufficient strength can't even bear it at all. They only feel a burst of intense oppression and pain between their chest and abdomen, blood spurts from their mouths, and their faces are sluggish.

"who is it?"

"who is it?"

The voice of Augustus is still echoing in the sanctuary, and the echo is faint.

The terrifying sense of oppression is almost about to become real, like a towering mountain suppressing everyone's heart.

Even Douglas, Rossweisse, and those powerful great sages couldn't bear the terrifying oppression, and their faces were pale.

We all know that Augustus is very powerful, but he seldom shows his strength in front of the believers of the Holy See. Ross Weiser was horrified to find that he had misjudged that the Pope was stronger than he imagined.

Qin Chu's complexion was also solemn, and the weird wriggling under Augustus' skin made him think of Wadsworth involuntarily.

This world is really fucking hopeless.

Among the three most powerful beings in the human world, Santa Monica is a believer in lust.

Both Wadsworth and Augustus were tainted with the blood of the evil god.

Now only the Sage Mountain is still considered a piece of pure land.

There was deathly silence all around, no one dared to speak at this moment, only Qin Chu took a deep breath.

He walked forward slowly, came to Augustus, and even patted Augustus on the shoulder: "Your Majesty the Pope..."

"Your Majesty the Brave, are you here?" Augustus seemed to have just discovered Qin Chu's existence. His voice was a little surprised, and the intense and tumbling madness in his eyes seemed to subside a little.

"Her Majesty Roseweizer invited me and His Majesty Santa Monica to come and watch the ceremony."

"Her Highness Rossweisse said that you killed Saint Phyllis."

Qin Chu told the truth shamelessly.

"Your Highness Augustus, tell me this is not true, you are a kind elder, you would never do such a thing, right?"

"These things must be done by monsters, yes, that guy Romon, he has killed many human masters."

Romon, if he is a little bit of a scapegoat, he shouldn't have any objections, it's better to say that guy should be very excited.

However, it doesn't matter whether it is Romon or not. As long as Qin Chu names Roseweisse's name at this time, it is enough to transfer all Augustus' doubts to Roseweisse.

Sure enough, the pupils of Augustus shrank suddenly, and he looked in the direction of Rossweisse, looking at the Holy Lady, a Cardinal, three former members of the Brave Squad, and four holy The deputy head of the knight order, six archbishops, more than 20 bishops...

Augustus was by no means an idiot.

Before, he was only shocked by the scene of Phyllis' death and ignored the surroundings, but now when Augustus saw these people, he immediately understood what was going on in his heart.

"Your Excellency the Brave, you are really a good man." Augustus said softly with his eyes lowered.

This man may not know how many people's eyes are on him, and the conspiracy and tricks are like chains, entangled him tightly.

"Get out of here." Augustus smiled suddenly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to control it later, and it won't be good if I hurt you."

This is Augustus' final exhortation.

However, Qin Chu's complexion was a bit strange, and it was really strange to praise himself for being a good person.

The corner of his mouth was slightly curved, and he would not leave. With such a wonderful performance, no matter what, Qin Chu would definitely see the moment when the curtain came to an end.

Augustus stared at Rossweisse, and approached Roseweisse step by step.

His voice was low and depressing:

"Bastard with the filthiest and filthiest blood flowing through your body, maybe I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted at the beginning. When you were born in this world, I directly strangled you to death in swaddling clothes."

"Dirty evil fetus, no matter how much you teach and baptize, you can't change your fierce and cruel nature."

"Rossweisse, you actually killed your own mother."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar all around.

Augustus actually accused Rossweisse of killing Saint Phyllis with his own hands?
What exactly is going on here?
Also, what about the filthy evil fetus?Could it be Rossweisse?
Isn't the saint the daughter of the gods?
　Chapter 4 is sent, thank you URANUSS for the reward of [-] points, thank you Youyou Itachi, thank you for your support.

　　
　
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