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Chapter 801: Ten Rings, Return to a Perfect Body
The believers in the holy city are very pious. Their faith is so strong that they can go a whole day without eating or drinking, and still feel happy and fulfilled just by singing hymns.

On the one hand, it is because of the firm belief, and on the other hand, the Holy City is a gathering place for faith energy. The entire Holy City is filled with fluctuations of faith energy, and this energy fluctuation will invisibly nourish the bodies of believers.

Of course, this level of fanatical faith was possible because they hardly thought about anything else but following the Pope.

This is extremely dangerous, like a huge force without self-awareness or sense of good and evil. Once used in evil places, it becomes a terrifying devil.

Teresa is quite aware of herself as a "devil", and the Pope is also a "devil" who is subtly influencing the believers to follow his consciousness.

The believers outside the Holy City are much more ordinary, but they have more troubles in life. Under Teresa's thousands of years of behind-the-scenes manipulation, these ordinary believers use prayer to fight these troubles.

In the past, she used every possible means to collect faith.

With her tacit approval, these wealthy nobles learned to control the poverty of ordinary believers, which in turn allowed ordinary believers to have a certain degree of happy life.

But the environment she has managed for thousands of years cannot turn ordinary believers into non-believers, so she has to take her faith in a circle.

At Theresa's signal, the five people took off their hoods.

The three saints, Anderson, and Ryan.

These five people can be said to be big stars in the Holy Cross Kingdom. Each of them is a well-known wanted criminal. How famous they were before, how bad their reputation is now.

"Use them to build momentum."

Theresa remained silent. With the brains of these treacherous and greedy people, they would probably come to their senses soon. However, the decent people behind them, including Ryan, were all confused.

In order to prevent the wealthy nobles from thinking that these five people were stupid and having other ideas, Theresa had to use her backup plan - hiding the headphones.

Now these five people have headphones in their ears that are directly connected to her consciousness and can convert her thoughts into sounds.

It took her a long time to put the earphones into these people's ears.

[Hello, can you hear me? ]

Including Ryan, the five of them twitched violently. If the nobles had not been focusing on discussing countermeasures, they would have probably noticed the drawbacks.

Theresa was very glad that she had tested the headphones in advance just in case, otherwise the wealthy nobles below would have seen the few people running around in fear, covering their ears tightly and shouting that they had received divine revelations.

This reminded her of the earphones she used when she first cultivated her faith. It turned out that she was more frugal with materials and could not come up with better technology from the Age of Gods.

[To the Holy City, you are completely fallen, and they are hostile to you. But outside the Holy City, ordinary believers still remember your past contributions, so they are even more confused as to why you have become fallen.]

[So we can use this doubt to say that the Pope is the real corrupt one, and you were framed after you discovered the truth.]

[With these wealthy nobles distributing wealth and momentum for you, I believe that you will soon be able to unify the areas outside the Holy City]

[Don't worry about the abilities of these wealthy nobles. They have the savagery to split the land and become kings from generation to generation. ]

Theresa explained it simply and clearly to the five people, emphasizing one sentence.

【Talk less, remember to talk less】

Except for Ryan, the other four had nervous expressions, and it was obvious that they only remembered the last sentence. Fortunately, Theresa only wanted them to remember the last sentence.

At this time, the wealthy noble who had stood up tremblingly before asked again with concern.

"What if they use force to attack us?"

"They can't do it. It will take a long time to mobilize the Crusaders on a large scale, and the foreigners..." Theresa paused before continuing, "They are busy building the World Barrier and have no time to take care of this side."

"We don't have much time, and the problems you're worried about won't have a chance to become problems." "If you want to live, take action."

"Then, sir..." A wealthy nobleman spoke hesitantly, but the words were not spoken.

We have done so many things, what do you do?

"I'm going to take down the Pope."

……

The grand and holy city was shrouded in the darkness of night, and countless believers knelt devoutly on the street with candles in their hands. They knelt in a strange pattern with the sacred cathedral in the center of the city as the center.

They sang tirelessly because the Pope said they needed to sing and pray to the sky.

If the only God senses their faith, He will come faster and bring heaven to them.

In the Holy Cathedral, the Pope, who was so old that his muscles seemed to have atrophied and only his skin was left piled up, was sitting on the throne in the center.

The Pope has an "Emperor" in his heart, so naturally he also has a throne.

The Pope, who was over a hundred years old, seemed to be in a drowsy state, with sparse white hair.

"Old man, is he dead?"

It was a woman dressed in snow-white, shaking the Pope's head with a wicked smile on her face.

"Stop it, [Cruel]."

It was also a woman dressed in snow-white. She looked and had the same figure as the bad woman, except that her expression was filled with laziness.

“Ah?! You want to order me around, [Neglect]?!” The woman known as [Cruel] smiled ferociously, and seemed eager to do something.

"No, you will die."

[Cruel] suddenly felt a chill. The Pope opened his eyes at some point, and the devil's horizontal pupils made [Cruel] subconsciously let go of his hand.

After releasing his hand, Cruel's eyes flashed blood red, as if he was angry at his own retreat, and he seemed to be about to tear the Pope to pieces.

But the Pope just stood up slowly, and [Cruel] subconsciously took a step back.

The Pope didn't care about "cruelness" at all, but walked slowly towards the huge bird's-eye view platform of the Holy Cathedral that overlooked the entire holy city.

"Return to your seat." [Neglect] slowly followed the Pope.

The word "return" seemed to have magical power. [Cruel] immediately calmed down and followed the Pope obediently.

The Pope stopped in front of the golden guardrail, but the two women who looked the same did not stop. The huge white wings spread out behind them, and with a slight flutter, they flew into the sky.

The believers looked at the beautiful woman in the sky with great enthusiasm.

"Angel, it's an angel!"

Ten angels appeared in the air, and there seemed to be light connecting them.

The Pope stretched out his hand towards the huge pattern formed by ten angels, and then slowly clenched it.

"In the name of the new father, build the path back to a perfect human body."

(End of this chapter)