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Chapter 117 May the God of Salvation bless you! (1 words please subscribe!)
  It must be said that the priest has great potential to be a young man.

He even thoughtfully asked Jiang Lu to take him down the secret passage as a hostage, just to dispel Jiang Lu and his party's doubts about the safety of the secret passage.

Jiang Lu led the Red Cross Army to follow the priest to an inconspicuous confessional, and then opened the door.

"Please come out."

The priest said to the penitent man who was covered in abscesses.

The man was obviously frightened by the scene in front of him, and climbed out of the confessional without saying a word. Then the priest manipulated the seat under Jiang Lu's astonished eyes, turned the seat over, and then With a hard push, a dark passage leading deep into the ground appeared in front of everyone.

The other priest hesitated for a long time, but finally went down to the secret passage before Jiang Lu and prayed: "Dear Pope, can you please save everyone in the church first?"

Jiang Lu looked around. There were about hundreds of people in the church. They all looked forward to it after learning that Jiang Lu could cure the plague. The fear in their hearts that he had just poked the priest had long since dissipated.

They all agreed that if they were to regain their health, it was necessary to give up something!
  "Too many people will waste a lot of time." Jiang Lu shook his head.

But before the patients in the church felt desperate, he continued: "But I promise you, after I take down Castel Sant'Angelo, I will give you all a new lease of life!"

"Really?" asked a girl with big, confused eyes.

The woman next to her looked like her mother. Perhaps she was afraid that her daughter would be hurt. She quickly hugged him into her arms and apologized to Jiang Lu in horror: "I'm sorry, Lord Pope, she is ignorant."

The others did not speak, as if waiting for Jiang Lu's reaction.

Seeing this, Jiang Lu grinned: "Are you ignorant? Just give him a beating. A filial son will emerge from under the stick."

After saying that, he took the lead and entered the secret passage.

Soon, a crashing sound came, and then the sound became deeper and deeper.

"Is it a little dark inside?" Giovanni asked the priest who was lighting the lamp.

The priest swallowed nervously: "Really?"

"It's so sacred!"

Bishop Raphael has been very excited since he came out of the mausoleum. He saw angels and spirits for the first time, which undoubtedly strengthened his faith in God.

This at least proves that what he believes in is not illusory.

Clement VI also had an uncontrollable smile on his lips.

He didn't even tell Hasmore what happened, and the latter already knew everything.

This fully shows that Hasmore has been paying attention to everything underground. It is because his vision is not high enough, so he is so worried and anxious subconsciously, not as indifferent as the other party.

Regarding all the appeals and concerns of Clement VI, Hasmore simply said: "Don't worry, I already know everything."

This sentence awakened Clement VI's confidence, and he felt that he could do it again.

Not only did he have countless kings and lords to back him up, but he also had the thighs of angels to hug him, so Florence was nothing to worry about.

And just after returning to the ground, good news came one after another.

In the past few years, dedicated personnel have been maintaining those advanced stone cannons. Every cannon is intact and fully prepared.

Now just wait for Florence to fall into the trap!
  With a relaxed mood and brisk steps, the fat and bloated Clement VI suddenly felt that the road from the mausoleum to the Lord's Hall was not so long in the past, and even felt that it was not enough.

The feeling of youth is back!
  But as he walked, he felt something was wrong.

Why do we see fewer guards and teachers as we go higher?
  Even when we reached the third floor where the Lord's Hall was, there wasn't even a single person on the road.

It wasn't until he returned to the Lord's Hall with the support of Bishop Raphael that he finally understood what had happened.

What caught his eye was not the personal guards who greeted him, but a group of thugs holding one-handed swords that he had never seen before.

The best of his well-trained elites were being tied up by Wu Hua Da Da. After taking off their armor, they gathered in a corner of the hall and formed a circle.

Beside the window, several people were guarding a young man who was talking to himself as he poked his head out of the window and looked down.

"It's so strange. Why is the exit of the underground passage on the third floor?"

"What secret passage? Pope, I have already said that this is the road to freedom and liberation, and it is your first step to becoming a god!" The priest who led the way saw that the guards who were always around the aloof Clement VI were now gone. They were all taken down, and they became even more unscrupulous.

As he said, repentance is just a form of self-comfort for fear of facing punishment after making a mistake. Now that you no longer have to face punishment, it naturally means that you have not made a mistake. Why should you repent?
  Why betray God? We have always been members of the Red Cross.

Catholic? Not very familiar.

"Father Harris?"

The priest was stunned when his name was called, turned around, pointed at Clement VI and shouted: "Infidel!"

"?" Clement VI was dumbfounded.

I just left for a few hours, forgetting that my home was gone, why did I become a heretic?
  Hearing this, several people turned their heads.

Jiang Lu squinted his eyes and looked at Clement VI:
  "What the hell is your name called Clement? I heard you are quite arrogant."

It didn't matter that he turned his head, but Clement VI was frightened.

The others are fine, just like human beings.

But the leader was covered in blood, especially his face, which was bloody and bloody, as if he had just finished drinking blood.

Without enough time to question Giovanni, who was standing next to him and looking at him with a mocking expression, Clement VI quickly looked at his tied guards and counted the number of them.

He was afraid that Jiang Lu would do some evil deeds in such a sacred place.

But fortunately the number is right.

However, Jiang Lu saw that Clement didn't say anything and didn't say much nonsense. With a wave of his hand, someone went up and tied him and Bishop Raphael beside him.

At this time, Clement VI still didn't know that he had been betrayed.

He angrily yelled at Father Harris: "Harris! You traitor!"

"Haha." Father Harris smiled coldly: "It's only because you, the pope, are so incompetent that you can't save us who are in deep suffering! But Jiang Locke I can save us from torture!"

Jiang Lu interrupted: "Don't say that, it makes you look snobbish. Have you forgotten the words I just taught you?"

"Oh." Harris nodded and spoke to Clement VI again: "You are right, but Jiang Locke I was an omniscient, omnipotent and deeply loved savior independently selected by the God of Redemption. The redemption took place in a country that was A real city called Florence, where people punished by God will be infected with the Black Death and infect the source of the plague. Jiang Locke will play a mysterious character named the Pope, and encounter people with different personalities in the salvation of freedom. Companions with unique abilities, work with them to defeat the Black Death and rescue dying patients - at the same time, gradually discover the truth about the Black Death."

"Smooth!" Jiang Lu applauded.

"The truth? The truth is that you regard God's test as a disaster. This is a kind of blasphemy!" Clement VI yelled.

"No." Jiang Lu shook his head: "You have no idea what blasphemy is."

As soon as he finished speaking, two soldiers brought an old man and an old woman into the hall.

"Your Holiness, we have found the parents of Clement VI." The soldier reported respectfully to Jiang Lu.

Clement VI was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the confused old woman: "Mom?"

"Great! Take them to the next room." Jiang Lu ordered.

"Yes!"

"You want to use my relatives to blackmail me?! Do you think I will give in? Let me tell you, this is impossible!" Clement VI stared at Jiang Lu angrily: "And that old man is not my father at all!"

Jiang Lu looked at Clement VI and smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, he will be there soon."

Clement VI's expression froze, and everyone present took a breath.

"This is called blasphemy." Jiang Lu shrugged.

"Damn, damn, damn! You will go to hell!" Clement VI cursed Jiang Lu with eyes wide open.

At this time, Bishop Raphael, who had been silent until now, spoke.

"How about you do this? What if you kill us today?"

He was shaking all over, and it was clear that he was very frightened, but the Hasmore he had just seen still gave him strength, driving him to say these heroic words:

"Detractors like Harris are only a small minority after all. I believe people like you who have no faith will never be recognized by believers!
  With the Vatican as the center, the entire continent believes in God with great loyalty. A new pope will be born, carrying the fire of justice and completely burning you! "

Bishop Raphael suddenly became so brave that even Clement VI was shocked.

He was originally thinking about how to ask Jiang Lu to release his mother first, but as soon as he said this, there was no possibility of negotiating terms.

"Don't speak yet." Clement VI angrily wanted him to shut up.

But he became even more enthusiastic: "What are you afraid of? Pope, you have weaknesses, but I don't!
  And I just saw a real angel. She is so noble, so elegant, her wings and the flames on her wings are so sacred. I can guarantee that these heretics who are taking advantage of the situation don't even have the courage to see her!
  She will save us, she will, because we are her loyal servants."

The longing on his face didn't seem to be fake, and such a faith-filled look did make the Red Cross Army murmur in his heart.

Do angels that no one has ever seen really exist?

Clement VI keenly noticed the confusion in the eyes of these Florentines. At the same time, he also remembered that he still had a trump card and had nothing to be afraid of. He was suddenly full of confidence.

So he seized the opportunity and coerced and said: "Yes, the angel is in the Vatican. It's too late for you to stop now. As long as you take down your leader now, I can forget about it!"

Jiang Lu remained silent and just looked at the soldiers who were obviously hesitant. He was curious about how the soldiers would react.

The sword holder's eyes were cold and stern, and he put his hand on the sword at his waist, ready to deal with any changes at any time.

The light shadow of the red window came closer to Jiang Lu and protected him firmly.

Classical Music and Blind Box also adjusted their positions tacitly to ensure that if an accident occurred, they could respond immediately.

However, then Giovanni spoke.

"Angels have always existed, which means that angels have abandoned us, which means God has abandoned us."

He inserted his two-handed sword heavily into the stone slab at his feet: "I hope you remember, people of Florence, who saved us, who pulled our relatives and friends back from the hands of death!"

The soldiers suddenly woke up and suddenly felt guilty for their hesitation and hesitation just now.

Seeing this, Jiang Lu felt satisfied.

Giovanni, a fellow man, did not disappoint him.

At this moment, Father Harris roared and kicked Clement VI.

"Demon talk to confuse the public!"

This kick was enough to knock off the thread of Clement VI's dress, and he himself was obviously stunned.

"No brother, you are not from Florence," Blind Box complained.

"Where the Pope is, my ancestral home will be there, and where my faith is, my future home will be!" Harris said with his chest raised and his head held high.

"Oh, awesome." The blind box has nothing to say.

After verifying Florence's loyalty, Jiang Lu planned to continue his plan: "Now that we have said it, why don't you call the angel out and let me take a look?"

Clement VI, who had not yet recovered from that kick, suddenly became a little angry: "Humph, if an angel comes to the world, you will have no other fate than death!"

Without the medium of the True Cross, he could not summon angels at all.

He originally planned to use the mausoleum as the last line of defense in the final battle, but now the battle has ended before it even started, and he has no way to go to the mausoleum.

The only solution for now is to wait for the angel to show up.

But Bishop Raphael was a fool and encouraged: "Pope, what are you thinking about for him? If he is looking for death, just take him to the mausoleum, and then summon the angels and burn him directly!"

fuck you!

Clement VI wanted to strangle him to death.

If you say that, doesn't he know that the summoned angel is going to the mausoleum?

Doesn’t that mean you have no initiative at all?

How on earth did such a pig get elected to the College of Cardinals and become a candidate for the Pope?

However, to his surprise, Jiang Lu did not order the sealing of the mausoleum. Instead, he said with great interest: "It's a mausoleum, right? I'll give you a chance to lead the way for me."

Clement VI was shocked for a moment, this was something he had not expected.

Then he became extremely excited: "Seriously?"

"really."

"Isn't it appropriate?" Giovanni was worried.

No matter how powerful Jiang Lu was, he was just a spokesperson chosen by the gods. If angels really existed, he wasn't sure if Jiang Lu could handle it.

"It's okay."

Jiang Lu smiled crookedly: "I'll get another angel. Just wait here and don't move around."

"Ah?" Hong Chuang was stunned: "You want to go alone?"

Jiang Lu nodded and whispered: "Yes, don't worry, I have known about the existence of angels for a long time, and she is also part of my plan."

Qingying was more naive: "Since you are sure, let's go together. I just want to see what an angel looks like."

"No, no, no, no." Jiang Lu waved his hands quickly: "You listen to me, just wait here for a while."

"But."

Qingying wanted to say something else, but Jiang Lu put his index finger on her lips: "Before everything is confirmed, I don't want you to take any unnecessary risks. Be good and be obedient."

"Okay." Qingying lowered his head, slowly walked to the window and started blowing air to cool down.

After Jiang Lu made some arrangements for Giovanni, he asked someone to escort Clement VI and Bishop Raphael to the mausoleum.

But the three brothers judged from the intimate movements of the two that something was wrong.

They looked at each other and sent classical music as a representative to verify.

After all, Hong Chuang is Qingying's aunt. If there is something fishy between the two of them, Hong Chuang should know about it immediately.

In just a few words, classical music came back with a smile.

"Hongchuang said there was absolutely no such thing, it was just a normal communication between friends."

"I can rest assured that."

While playing classical music, Hong Chuang looked thoughtful.

"Isn't this angel a female?" she said to herself.

While escorting Clement VI, Jiang Lu encountered no obstacles along the way.

Even though the guards saw only two enemies besides Jiang Lu, they still did not dare to act rashly due to the bound Pope.

And because Clement VI was very confident in the angel and believed that the arrogant guy behind him would be burned by the holy fire in a short time, he never thought about relying on his own bodyguards to save himself.

At this moment, like Bishop Raphael, who was also tied up but was in high spirits, he was looking forward to seeing Jiang Lu die at the feet of the angel, but he was not in a hurry to be rescued.

After a while, under the green light, several people came to the last iron door.

Jiang Lu asked the two Red Cross soldiers to wait here, then held the candlestick and led the two men into the mausoleum alone.

In the eyes of the two of them, his confidence was completely arrogant and reckless.

Entering the underground mausoleum, Jiang Lu immediately saw the black cross in the center.

"This is the True Cross!" Raphael mocked the country bumpkin pagan in his eyes: "The holy relic left by Jesus!"

Jiang Lu didn't care. He said "Oh" and urged: "Summon the angel quickly."

After saying that, he walked to the side and sat down, curiously began to dig out the hole, and was surprised when he found the bones of an unknown Roman emperor or pope and started playing with them, not paying attention to the two of them at all.

This disrespectful act made Clement VI frightened, but he did not dare to say anything. He just comforted himself in his heart: It's okay, he won't be able to jump around for long.

Then, Clement VI, who was still bound, knelt down in front of the cross and began the summoning ceremony.

He began to recite the Bible, just as before.

However, this time nothing happened to the cross.

Clement VI didn't think much about it, thinking that he had made a mistake in reading it, so he read it again.

But the second time, he concentrated on it and worked hard to make sure it was correct, but he still failed.

As he failed again and again, he began to panic a little, and cold sweat could not stop flowing down.

Raphael's face was also a little ugly.

"Is it possible that there are outsiders here, polluting the essence here, and the angel is not coming?"

"It's possible"

Clement VI was not too sure. In order to try to summon the angel, he turned around and asked politely: "Would you please go out first?"

"Is that okay, big fat pig?" Jiang Lu looked disgusted.

"You go out first, and I'll try again."

Finally, Jiang Lu sighed.

"No more pretending, I'm showing off my cards." He stood up and walked towards the cross: "Summon the angel, right? I'll do it!"

As he spoke, he took out the agreement to contract the devil.

Before Clement VI could react, Jiang Lu said: "You little burning angel, watch me use my big contract to summon you!"

He didn't even recite any spells, and the cross began to glow with golden light in the shocked eyes of the two people.

As before, Hasmaul appeared on the cross accompanied by red-gold flames.

"How is that possible?" Clement VI was stunned.

However, Bishop Raphael did not realize the seriousness of the problem. He still simply thought that the angels would definitely help them if they appeared here, so he shouted with tears and anger:
  "Lord Angel! Please use your sacred fire to burn this heretic and rescue your loyal servant!!"

But Hasmore remained unmoved and simply fell from the cross to the ground without even looking at the two of them.

Jiang Lu rubbed her wings and said with a hint of blame: "Why didn't I know you had servants?"

"This is just their wishful thinking. I never said I would protect them."

Hasmoor could only see Jiang Lu, and he called out without a care: "Master."

"Ah?" The loyal Bishop Raphael was stunned at first, then stared at Hasmore in disbelief, and finally his pupils were shaking and he screamed in despair: "Ahhhh!!!"

Something seemed to collapse in Clement VI's heart. His mind went blank, and his first reaction was to ask Jiang Lu: "Your God?"

"No." Jiang Lu shook his head firmly.

Then, Jiang Lu ignored the screams of Bishop Raphael, who had reached E6, and said easily: "As long as I am not your servant, I also thought that Rome also played the role of vassal, and the vassal is not my vassal."

But before Jiang Lu got angry, Hasmore had already frowned.

"It's noisy."

She pointed a finger, and Bishop Raphael could no longer make any sound except a hoarse "click" sound.

Jiang Lu confiscated Hasmore's Happy Beans, and Hasmore confiscated Raphael's vocal cords.

In a sense, there is nothing wrong with the vassal relationship.

Even though her body was weak, Hasmore let Jiang Lu play with her wings. She humbly said: "Master, since you are here, then everything must be over."

"Not urgent."

Jiang Lu originally planned to let Hasmore destroy the faith of Clement VI and promote the Red Cross by saving the Vatican, but now the plan has changed.

The cross of Jesus was now in front of him, and he had to do something to trouble God.

Looking at the obedient Hasmore in front of him, he suddenly had an idea.

"I want to play a game with you."

Hasmore raised his head: "Master, what do you want to play?"

Jiang Lu smiled slightly and took off the ropes from Clement VI and Bishop Raphael, who were no longer threatening.

“Play role play, The Passion of the Christ, you pretend to be Jesus.”

"Ah?" Although he didn't understand why, Hasmore nodded obediently: "What should I do?"

"You lean on the cross and put your hands on either side."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, that's good, then put your legs on these sides."

"so?"

"Yeah, okay, don't move now."

Jiang Lu finished the rope and asked, "Can you confiscate his vocal cords and temporarily blind them?"

"no problem."

Clement VI suddenly found himself invisible.

"Lord Angel! You can't do this to us!"

"Kakaka."

"That's the true cross, it's our lifeblood. It's luck!!"

"Kakkaka."

Jiang Lu listened to Bishop Raphael's clicks and was amused: "Cool ki cool, click ki ki, the Autobots are transforming!"

Clement VI began to cry: "He is a devil, you can't stand with the devil!!"

"Oh my, I didn't particularly want to play at first, but since the cross is your lifeblood, it seems I have to play!"

Jiang Lu raised the candlestick and roared righteously:

"Hasmore! Burn!"

As if the words were spoken, the holy fire ignited on Hasmore's wings.

Jiang Lu put the candlestick close to the holy fire and let the wax oil drip down the candlestick.

Hasmore began to tremble.

As if sensing Hasmore's discomfort, Clement VI shouted sadly: "Lord Angel! What's wrong with you, Lord Angel?!"

"Now you look as battered as Jesus."

Seeing the sharp contrast between the pale skin and the candle oil, Jiang Lu clapped his hands with satisfaction: "Perfect!"

"Kakkaka."

"Okay Bumblebee, stop talking."

Jiang Lu turned his head and scolded, then lifted Hasmore's chin. Seeing her confused look, he felt that the time had come.

So he entered the role and shouted:
  "Jesus! Now I'm going to pierce your body with my Spear of Longinus! Let's see if you can convert me by splashing your pierced holy blood into my eyes!"

"Master, I will work hard."

The next moment, Hasmore felt that his world had become completely blank. Apart from Jiang Lv's voice reading Chapter [-] of the Gospel of Mark, the only sounds left in his ears were the desperate cries of Clement VI and Raphael. A rattling sound in the Bishop's throat.

She closed her eyes and immersed herself in the gentle world she was wrapped in.

The past thousands of years have all been in vain, she thought silently.
  Two people hung on the True Cross.

One is Jesus and the other is Hasmore.

Jesus is pain, Hasmael is joy.

Jesus shed his holy blood, blackening the cross and transforming the rotten wood into a holy object.

Hasmore whitewashed the cross, allowing the holy object to wash away the lead and turn it into a piece of rotten wood again.

In Western Europe, countless believers who were loyal to God felt that something cracked in their hearts at this moment.

They looked up in confusion and stared at the sky.

Suddenly it felt like the sky was no longer as unattainable as it had seemed before.
  The indestructible holy object, the True Cross, was now just a piece of wood soaked in water, so it naturally broke.

Hasmoor, who lost his support, also fell backward.

But just when she was about to leave Jiang Lu, she suddenly came to her senses, supported herself on the ground with her wings, and finally maintained the connection with Jiang Lu.

Half a century later, Michelangelo Buonarroti left the world-famous ceiling painting - "The Divine Proverbs" in the Cathedral of San Gianillo. This scene was also reproduced by him, titled "Liberation" Angel".

At this point, it has become an art!
  Jiang Lu returned to the Lord's Hall with the lost King Clement VI and Bishop Raphael.

His safe return gave the Red Cross a shot in the arm.

Giovanni was visibly relieved: "Great, it seems angels don't exist."

Others looked curiously at the two people who suddenly slumped for some reason, guessing that Jiang Lu's lie had been exposed, and they were probably depressed at the moment.

Clement VI and Bishop Raphael have not yet recovered from the shock. They listened to Giovanni's ignorant remarks and faced the ridiculing eyes of everyone. They tried to explain something, but in the end they just said numbly. Head turned to one side.

People who have never experienced it will not understand the feeling of faith collapse.

Jiang Lu didn't want to waste time. He looked at the fewer Red Cross soldiers around him and asked, "Are you all ready?"

"Yes." Giovanni nodded: "It's ready."

"Let's go then."

"Where are they?" Giovanni pointed at the two of them.

"Bring it with you, it will come in handy."

Soon, the group came to the city wall outside Castel Sant'Angelo.

Castel Sant'Angelo had been captured without bloodshed. When the soldiers heard that Clement VI had been caught, they surrendered with little resistance. A few extremist believers were also controlled.

Seeing Clement VI being dragged out by Jiang Lu without any resistance, they were stunned for a moment, and then they had no choice but to accept their defeat.

Only the extremists questioned him angrily.

"We were about to fight to the death, why did the Pope surrender first?"

Clement VI looked complicated and sighed in his heart.

You have no idea what we are facing
  According to Jiang Lu's instructions, all the holy water had been put into stronger iron barrels and loaded into the stone cannon.

Giovanni frowned at this time and said: "I just tried it. Unless it hits something, the holy water inside will not explode. If you want to let the entire Vatican bathe in it, then It’s almost impossible.”

"Of course I have considered this. Don't worry, just learn from it."

The three brothers listened to the conversation between the two and whispered.

"He wouldn't want to use a firearm to blow up the barrel, would he?"

"How do you explain this weapon?"

"This is easy to explain. Just leave it to the God of Redemption. The key is whether you can shoot accurately? What level of firearms proficiency does this require?"

Hong Chuang looked proud: "It doesn't matter. With the blessing of my magic circle, Qingying throws the flying knife and destroys it."

Qingying said silently: "Have you all forgotten that you can't use skills in this spiritual realm? What should I throw?"

"Well, doesn't that mean you can't use marksmanship? You can only aim by yourself?"

"hiss"

The sword-wielding man who had experienced clearing levels inexplicably stared at Jiang Lu's back seriously: "Let me see what you will do this time."

At the same time, Jiang Lu also started performing.

The bells of Castel Sant'Angelo suddenly rang.

People throughout the Vatican heard the majestic bells. Whether they were sick, healthy, dying, or alive and kicking, they walked onto the street and looked at Castel Sant'Angelo.

They saw Jiang Lu standing at the highest point of the city wall at a glance.

"Good afternoon, people of the Vatican!"

After he stood on the city wall and shouted, the Red Cross soldiers under the city wall conveyed the same words to the outside world.

According to the city walls, city towers, city gates, Ponte Sant'Angelo, and finally through the Red Cross soldiers scattered in various centers of the streets, Jiang Lu's words reached the ears of every Vatican people.

People started talking.

"Who is this?"

"do not know"

"The person next to him is the Pope?"

Only those waiting in St. Peter's Basilica were surprised.

"He really did."

"Sir Pope!"

"He's going to save us!"

Jiang Lu, who was standing on the city wall, continued to speak as he watched the ant-like black spots increase in number.

"The person next to me is Clement VI. Come and say hello to everyone."

"."

"It seems that he is shy, so let me apologize to everyone on his behalf. First of all, he told you that this plague is because God wants to test your loyalty to Him, but what I want to say is"

Jiang Lu said word for word:

"This is a complete lie! God doesn't care about you at all!"

This sentence suddenly triggered a riot in the Vatican.

"You should have noticed that even though those around you, or you, are loyal, they still cannot recover from illness until they die.

You may also doubt whether your sincerity is not enough, or whether you have made any mistakes. Let me tell you now, you are not wrong, it is God who is wrong! "

No one has ever questioned God, and Jiang Lu's words undoubtedly had a great impact on them.

People were extremely frightened and eagerly hoped that the Pope around Jiang Lu, whom they had always respected, could say something.

But Clement VI could not say anything.

Because Hasmore told him the truth.

His faith did not collapse when he held the Red Cross flag high in Florence, did not collapse when he was caught, and did not collapse when Hasmore surrendered and obeyed Jiang Lu, but after learning the truth and learning that he was the The villain who helped the villain finally collapsed.

Apart from death, he couldn't think of a way to atone for his sins, and he didn't understand why Jiang Lu brought him here.

However, Jiang Lu's next words answered his doubts.

"However, Clement VI discovered the problem in time. Through the angel, he found another god, and that god named the God of Redemption found me again and asked me to save you! Now, It’s time for me to fulfill my promise!”

Clement VI was shocked: "Why are you..."

Not only him, but everyone on the city wall looked at Jiang Lu in surprise.

"I never thought about it that way, but I saw the regret in your eyes. Everyone can make mistakes. I hope you can use this remorse to clean up these messes."

Jiang Lu, who simply thought Clement VI could be a mascot and wanted to rely on him to solve unnecessary troubles in other areas, said nice things.

"I understand what I have to do"

However, because Jiang Lu did not lower his voice and deliberately wanted everyone to hear it, the microphone below transmitted the words intact.

"What do you mean?"

"The Pope's fault?"

People started talking again.

Jiang Lu's expression changed and he yelled: "You're going to tell everyone about everything, right?"

"Uh, why is this person so anxious?"

"do not know"

"So the plague has something to do with the Pope?"

Jiang Lu realized that he couldn't talk nonsense.

Taking a deep breath: "In short, Clement VI has joined our Red Cross Society.

From now on, there will no longer be Catholicism, but only the Red Cross Society that believes in the God of Redemption and helps the wounded!
  And I am the new Pope, Jiang Locke I!
  Lift your head, open your mouth, and the holy water will wash you thoroughly! "

After speaking, he ordered the soldiers beside the stone cannon: "Fire the cannon."

Boom boom boom.

As if to celebrate the coronation of the new pope, dozens of stone cannons fired all the iron barrels filled with holy water into the sky above the Vatican like a salute.

At the same time, Jiang Lu ordered: "Hasmore, send them to everyone!"

Before he finished speaking, a real angel appeared in the sky above the Holy Angel Castle along with the raging flames. The red-gold flame hung above Jiang Lu's head, like a huge crown.

And those three pairs of flawless white wings protected Jiang Lu.

Holy angels guard Jiang Lu!

The appearance of Hasmore immediately dispelled people's doubts.

They may doubt Clement VI, or they may doubt Jiang Lu, but they will not doubt angels or miracles.

"Seraphs. Seraphim also appeared when Jesus ascended!"

People exclaimed excitedly.

"No" anyone noticed the difference.

"It is said that when Jesus ascended, the seraphim who displayed divine virtues were summoned to perform miracles, but this Jiang Locke directly summoned the angels and ordered the angels to do things for him. It is different. The two are not the same at all. Same!"

“He is holier than Jesus!”

While people were sighing at the miracle and rejoicing that they had survived to this moment, Hasmore had already followed Jiang Lu's instructions and shot out several golden rays of light.

These rays of light caused Tietong to explode in the air.

Under the precise control of Hasmore like a scalpel, the light will not destroy the activity of the holy water. Instead, it is like a big warm hand, holding every drop of holy water falling from the air, spreading to those who subconsciously raised their heads and opened their mouths. mouth of the patient.

The stone cannon kept firing.

Iron barrels kept exploding in the air like fireworks.

It rained holy water from the sky.

People who are sick are surprised to find that the pain on their bodies is relieving and the dark spots are gradually fading.

They drank the holy water even more hungrily.

Some of the drippings on the ground were not wasted. People drank endlessly and walked around, packing the holy water and soil and taking them away for dinner in the evening.

The priest of St. Peter's Basilica clasped his hands on his chest and shed tears of gratitude in the direction of Castel Sant'Angelo.

"May the God of Redemption bless you, great Jiang Luoke I."

He prayed silently.

Under his infection, all the believers in St. Peter's Basilica who were relieved of their illnesses by the holy water and were about to struggle out of the quagmire, changed their doors and prayed: "May the God of Salvation bless you."

With St. Peter's Basilica as the center, the entire Vatican gradually changes into the shape of a ginger rhythm.

They spontaneously prayed to the God of Redemption and shouted Jiang Locke's name.

On this day, Jiang Lu exploded in the Vatican.

This day became the first Holy Feast.

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