Otherworldly Time Thieves

Chapter 805: The Celebration Comes (3)
Well, it looks like the first match was a draw...

The Pope of the Temple of Light is called Eberron, and the Pope of the Temple of Darkness is called Serk. Both of them are in their 50s. Although they are a bit old, they still look strong and walk like flying.

On the altar, the two first greeted each other with a smile, and then said a few words against each other's heart, such as "Long time no see, I miss you very much", before turning their heads and walking towards Lao Zhu.

However, it seems that their performance is still somewhat effective. At least the believers below are not as uncomfortable as before. The Pope, who is in charge, looks so friendly, and the younger brothers naturally have to follow suit. .

"This must be the lord of Azzinoth, Lord Ali who is about to become the Holy Father?" Eberron looked at Lao Zhu and then at Jupiter with a kind smile. opened the mouth.

"Your Majesties, hello!" Lao Zhu also returned the salute.

It wasn't until he walked in front of him that Lao Zhu felt that these two old man-level popes were actually quite powerful. Even if they didn't show their aura, the faint pressure still made Lao Zhu feel Startled.

"Hehe!" Seemingly dissatisfied with Eberron's limelight, Serk also smiled and said: "In the future, you will be crowned by the Holy Father, and your status will be the same as ours, so there is no need to be too polite."

After the three exchanged pleasantries for a while, it was finally time for the baptism ceremony. Under the guidance of the priests next to them, the two popes asked Old Zhu to hold Jupiter and followed them to the top of the altar.

To be honest, the Temple of Light and the Temple of Darkness have never encountered such a thing. This time, they almost had a fight over the altar in front of them. Finally, they finally decided that the engraving of prayers on the altar should be half of the two temples. So now it's kind of messy.

When the two popes asked Old Zhu to put Little Jupiter on the altar, the little bastard didn't know what was going on, but he held onto Old Zhu's clothes and refused to let go, so he finally ordered it. A cigar was stuffed into his mouth, and then he patted his chest to ensure that he was always by his side, which coaxed little Jupiter to sit obediently on the altar.

The two popes looked at the altar speechlessly. His Highness the Holy Son was smoking a cigar. They wondered if it was an illusion. Why did they feel that the Holy Son was more like a hooligan?

Next, the ceremony officially began...

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At this time, at a place more than 500 kilometers away from Anning Chi City, a small group of mercenaries was walking.

Although the eyes of early winter are not so hot, it is still a test for those who are on the road. The mercenaries are so hot that their mouths are parched, and the sweat on their foreheads keeps dripping down. As good as it is on a hot day.

A big man was still urging everyone: "Everyone, work harder! Speed ​​up!"

"Boss, even if we go now, we won't be able to catch up with the celebration. Why are you in such a rush?" A sweaty mercenary asked weakly.

(End of this chapter)