Players' NPC boss

The believers in the Holy City are very devout. Their faith is so strong that they can feel happy and fulfilled even if they don't eat or drink for a whole day and just sing hymns.

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

Of course, they can have such fanatical faith because they almost no longer think about other things and only follow the Pope.

This is quite dangerous, like a huge force without self-awareness and good and evil. Once used in an evil place, it is a terrifying devil.

Theresa is quite self-aware of her [devil], and the Pope is also a [devil]. He is subtly making those believers follow his consciousness.

The believers outside the Holy City are much more ordinary, but they have more troubles in life. And under Theresa's thousands of years of behind-the-scenes operation, these ordinary believers will use prayer to fight these troubles.

In the past, she used all means to collect faith.

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

But the environment she had managed for a thousand years could not turn ordinary believers into non-believers, so she had to make a detour in her faith.

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 Church, and 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 kept a taciturn demeanor. With the brains of these treacherous and greedy people, it is estimated that they will be able to turn around 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 not smart and had other ideas, Theresa had to start her back-up plan-hiding 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 headphones in the ears of these people.

[Hey, can you hear me? ]

Including Ryan, the five people twitched violently. If the nobles had not been paying attention to discussing countermeasures, the disadvantages would have been discovered.

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

This reminded her that when she first cultivated her faith, she used this set of headphones. It turned out that she was more economical in materials and could not come up with better technology from the Age of Gods.

[For the Holy City, you are already completely degenerates, and there is only hostility towards you. But outside the Holy City, ordinary believers still remember your past contributions, so they are even more confused about why you became the Fallen]

[So we can use this doubt to say that the Pope is the real Fallen, and you were framed after discovering the truth]

[These wealthy nobles will help you spread wealth and build momentum, and I believe that you will soon be able to unify the areas outside the Holy City]

[Don't worry about the ability of these wealthy nobles, they have the wildness of splitting the land to become kings for generations. ]

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

[Speak less, remember to speak less]

Except for Ryan, the other four people looked nervous, and obviously only remembered the last sentence. Fortunately, Theresa only needed them to remember the last sentence.

At this time, the wealthy noble who stood up tremblingly before asked again worriedly.

"What if they use force to attack us?"

"They can't do it. It takes a lot of 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."

"We don't have much time, and the problems you are worried about have no chance of becoming problems."

"If you want to live, take action."

"Then my lord..." A wealthy nobleman hesitated and said nothing.

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

"I will take down the Pope."

...

The magnificent and holy Holy City was shrouded in the night, and countless believers knelt devoutly on the street with candles in their hands. They knelt in a peculiar pattern with the sacred cathedral in the center of the Holy City as the center.

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

If the only God felt their faith, he would come at a faster speed and bring heaven to them.

In the Holy Cathedral, the old pope, whose muscles seemed to have atrophied and only skin piled up, was sitting on the throne in the center.

The pope had a [Emperor] in his body, so he naturally had a throne.

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

"Old man, are you dead?"

It was a woman in white, shaking the pope's head with a bad smile on her face.

"Stop it, [Cruel]."

It was also a woman in white, who looked and looked almost like the bad woman, but her expression was full of laziness.

"Ah?! Do you want to order me, [Slow]?!" The woman called [Cruel] showed a ferocious smile, and seemed to be eager to do something.

"No, you will die."

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

After loosening his hand, as if angry about his own retreat, [Cruel]'s eyes burst into scarlet, and he seemed to want to tear the Pope apart.

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

The Pope didn't care about [Cruel] at all, but walked slowly towards the huge bird's-eye view platform of the Holy Cathedral overlooking the entire Holy City.

"Return to your position." [Slow] slowly followed the Pope.

The two words "return to your position" seemed to have magical power, and [Cruel] immediately calmed down and followed the Pope meekly.

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 they flew into the sky with a slight vibration.

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

"Angels, angels!"

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

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

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