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After everyone listened, they looked at each other.

……

Elizabeth is even more so, finally able to come across such a thing that the saint once used.

Now it calmly falls into my hands, but I find that I can't take it away at all.

This kind of thing is like a joke.

She didn't look normal.

His complexion was not as rosy as before, but he looked at the void with some anger.

Baron Kyle saw Elizabeth like this.

Said aloud: "Your Majesty, if not, we will list the British Museum as a military restricted area.

Rejecting the entry of people from the Holy Knight Order completely eliminated the possibility of the Pope's people wanting to take this holy object away. "

Elizabeth waved her hand, although she felt very upset.

She didn't take things too far, which can be seen from the bottom of her heart.

"The Pope's people may not be able to take away the Holy Grail."

What the Pope has done over the years is not very glorious, and he has done a lot of things that are not there.

These things are no longer secrets, everyone knows it well, but they didn't reveal it to each other, leaving a bit of face for the other party.

"Even if Innocent I came, he might not be able to take the Holy Grail away."

Holding a cane in her hand, Elizabeth walked out of the British Museum step by step.

Looking at the clear sky, he took a long breath of the dusty air.

After a few days of drizzling rain, today we finally saw the sun, and the sky also had a touch of blue, which seemed to herald the birth of the Holy Grail.

"The people who contact the blood clan must cooperate with them to drive the pope's power out of the empire on which the sun never sets."

After Elizabeth gave her orders, she staggered alone, stepped into the car with a desolate expression, and left the British Museum.

Baron Kyle stood where he was, and he looked back unwillingly. The holy grail was still shining, and there was an extreme longing in his heart. He wanted to hold the holy grail in his own hands.

Except for Elizabeth, he also made many attempts, but the Holy Grail was as heavy as a boulder, and there was no way to shake it in the slightest.

……

François relayed the news in the chat group to Innocent I.

Innocent I fumbled in his hand, the scepter representing the supreme power of the Pope.

He lifted his creased eyelids and looked at François.

"I told you that my heart is heavier than a feather. If I can't step into the gate of heaven, the Pope will still rely on you in the future. Only you can carry the Pope forward."

Innocent I answered irrelevant questions and spoke.

François was thoughtful, a little excited in his heart, but his expression remained the same, and he knelt devoutly in front of Innocent I.

Kissing Innocent's shoes as usual.

"Holy One, the church can go to glory only under your leadership. I am willing to be your eternal servant. Only you can guide the direction of light."

Innocent I's wrinkled face slowly stretched out, and he sighed long, his brows were not as tightly wrinkled as before.

"My child, you go, only you can bring back the Holy Grail."

François fell to his knees and saluted Innocent I with trepidation.

"Shengzong, how can I do what you can't do."

Francois shook his head calmly. Although he was excited, he knew it very well.

The bishop Shengzong in front of him is no longer the previous one.

Even if he could really lift the Holy Grail, he still had to pretend he couldn't lift it at this moment.

——

Athena Onassis looked at the messages in the chat group.

Kneeling devoutly in front of the temple of the gods.

Athena Onassis: "The great river god, the holy grail handed down by the Celtic protoss has appeared, and none of them can hold the holy grail."

Achelous walked out of the pantheon peacefully, looking at Athena Onassis.

Athena Onassis lowered her head even lower.

"We can bring back the Holy Grail, which is sacred to the Celtic gods.".

Chapter 215

Athena Onassis raised her head after speaking, and looked at Achelous eagerly.

"I can't lift that holy object."

Achelous said in a normal tone.

It's like he's talking about something trivial.

Athena Onassis asked in a puzzled voice.

"You are a unique god. There is nothing in this world that you can't hold."

"I saw the sacred object before it was born, and I couldn't lift it. There is only one person in this world who can handle the sacred object, but it's definitely not me."

Athena Onassis' eyes widened at Achelous' words.

"Are you saying that only the legendary King Arthur can handle that legendary sacred object?"

"you guess."

……

Christopher Ray: "The Holy Grail, it has finally appeared, and we can only carry out the last link of the false god's plan if we get the Holy Grail.

Only by obtaining a true holy object, combined with the blood of the gods, can our final plan be completed. "

Christopher Ray's tone was relaxed and bright.

The location of the Holy Grail has been determined, and all that remains is to bring this legendary relic back.

The dean of the Supernatural Research Institute was even more excited. They learned of the final form of the Holy Grail through some means.

The entire British Museum has been classified as a restricted military zone.

All the people within a radius of 3 kilometers were removed from the British Museum.

But they still learned what the Holy Grail looked like when it was manifested.

Dean: "We have no way to bring that thing back.

But I have reached an agreement with Baron Kyle, we can be stationed in the British Museum to complete the final plan. "

Christopher Ray's tone gradually became brighter.

The 'False God Project' is finally about to be implemented.

On this day, the Supernatural Research Institute quietly stepped out of Base 51 with enough equipment and instruments.

Bypassed the United States External Security Agency and entered the country where the sun never sets.

……

"Sir, the appearance of the Holy Grail does not seem to have a strong effect."

Jarvis said to Li Yuan.

Li Yuan: "The matter has just begun, and the most exciting time will follow."

……

Baron Kyle is currently looking for the whereabouts of the blood race all over the world.

And the foot seems to have disappeared, and there is no trace of it in London.

"Damn blood, why did he disappear without a trace at this time, what did he do long ago!"

Baron Kyle kept cursing.

A man in a tuxedo and a top hat pushed open the door of Baron Kyle's room.

"Your Excellency the Baron, people from the Supernatural Research Institute have arrived in London, and they are asking to enter the British Museum."

"Keep an eye on them. Once their research has made substantial progress, they will all be expelled."

Baron Kyle waved his hand, this was one of the few good news he got.

The man gave a noble salute to Baron Kyle.

"Sir, there are some friends who also want to enter the British Museum."

"I know who the friends you're talking about are, and I'm guarding against them. Otherwise, why would I go to such lengths to remove all the people within a 3-kilometer radius."

Baron Kyle's tone was a little low, and he looked at the man with a half-smile.

He picked up a cigar and handed it to the man.

"Don't you think there are some things you don't need to remind me again?

For example, what you want to tell me! "

The man took half a step back and fell to one knee on the ground.

He looked at Baron Kyle with some puzzlement.

"We should embrace the light like King Arthur.

The Pope is an organization with a bright heart, why don't we contact them, but why we have to cooperate with an unbearable race like the blood race. "

"bright?

The Pope is no longer a bright place. On the day they betrayed King Arthur, they were destined to be labeled as traitors.