People in the Ark, Dimensional Blacksmith

"At least for now, this hole card is still useful."

Luo Zhen shrugged, just taking Silber's words as approval.

The craftsman sat down in front of the puppeteer like a knife, and Silber folded his arms and looked at Luo Zhen, and said bluntly: "Then, this is the auditorium you chose for me?"

"No, not exactly the auditorium."

Luo Zhen shook his head, he raised his head and looked at Silber with sincere eyes, with a sincere tone: "This is also my last stage.

"Successful or not, I can't get around your presence, Lawrence, we both know that, if my protagonist can come out, then you are the only examiner, and if the play is performed Fuck—then only you are qualified to pull the curtain on this drama."

Silber frowned slightly, but he still didn't speak in the end, as if acquiescing to Rozen's words.

But in fact, Silber didn't agree with Rozen's words at all in his heart.

He didn't think that Luo Zhen's words were true. If he really didn't succeed, then maybe he would use the backhand he had arranged earlier to fly away and die foolishly by his own hands?

In other words, even if he died by his own hands, who can guarantee that he will not be resurrected again in five or ten years?

Therefore, what Silber said now is that Luo Zhen wants to stabilize himself, and he still needs to find a way to make Luo Zhen die here completely.

And before that, it was indeed not the time for him and Luo Zhen to stage the last play.

The two of them didn't say anything more to each other, they both tacitly cast their eyes on the real stage now, they knew that the other party must be observing there at the moment.

The first hall of the Pope's Hall, the center of the Lateran religion, will also become the place where the storm is most violent at this moment.

Evangelista set off from his home in the shortest time, but even so he was a bit behind Rozen's plan.

When he found Cardinal Daniel, he had already been sitting at his desk for an unknown amount of time.

"Good afternoon, Your Majesty Evangelista XI, it's really rare to see you in such a hurry."

Daniel said slowly.

Evangelista stared into the other person's eyes. After a long silence, he didn't say a word, turned his head decisively, and ran in another direction.

Daniel is no longer Luo Zhen's goal, at least what Luo Zhen wants Daniel to do, he has already accomplished it unknowingly.

So now Evangelista is faced with a bad news and a good news.

The bad news is that the Rozen puppet has penetrated into the depths of the Pope's Hall at this moment, and perhaps some important figures in the Pope's Hall have been brutally murdered.

The good news is that Evangelista knows what Rozen is looking for, so he only needs to stand on the last line of defense to stop all comers.

The final sanctuary of Lateran, all interpretations of the divine law, the source of Sakota's existence.

All of this is buried under the ground of the Lateran Cathedral.

There is the perfect soul place that Luo Zhen pursues.

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When the Pope entered the long corridor leading to the final interpretation, Evangelista XI was already waiting there.

This may be the youngest pope candidate in the history of Lateranism, watching the old man walking step by step, with a look of relief and a little sadness in his eyes.

It's like when people face some unknowns, they actually already have the correct answer in their hearts, but they will only accept this fact after witnessing it with their own eyes.

For Evangelista, it can be said that he grew up listening to the story of the Pope in front of him.

Just like those sacred words that are recited every day, the pope is equivalent to such an existence to him.

The birth of Evangelista was baptized by this old man who was not yet old at the time. His initiation ceremony was also arranged by this old man. Even when he became a cardinal, the Pope personally handed over the red robe. draped over his shoulders.

But now, when the two stood face to face again, they had to face a cruel choice.

"I've long thought that you would choose him as your target, just like when you tried to turn me into your puppet directly."

Evangelista raised his head and looked at the Pope. He knew what he said now, and Rozen could listen to every word: "I have also prepared for him, and I even want a The pope's musketeer never left him, but he refused.

"This old guy regards you as his final test, and as his path to heart training, but now it seems that he has not been able to go through it."

The saint scooped up his sleeves, pinned the robe to the back of his waist, and tidied up a dress that would not affect his actions.

"As popes, their personalities can be all kinds of strange, and they can also have various shortcomings, because no one is perfect in this respect, even when the city of Lateran was established and led countless Lateran people in the midst of thorns. The first Pope, who opened up a piece of paradise on earth, also has a bad habit of staying in bed."

Evangelista's voice was a little deep, he seemed to be speaking to the Pope in front of him, and he seemed to be talking to himself:

"When you said these words to me, you were explaining to me that you are greedy

It's also a normal thing.

"Yes, this is indeed normal, because compared to others, it is normal to just like to eat a little more candy, let alone we are Rutlanders."

The old pope seemed to lose sight of it. His eyes did not fall on Evangelista, but on the door behind the saint.

There is the final interpretation, and the dwelling place of the perfect soul.

In the entire Lateran, only the Pope can enter without any review, so this place should have been defenseless for the Pope.

And now, that saint has become the last line of defense.

The Pope walked forward and began to approach the heavy door step by step, but Evangelista did not retreat because of this, his feet seemed to be rooted on the ground, without any movement .

Not only that, Evangelista also took out his guardian gun from his waist. The guardian gun with a barrel caliber far exceeding that of ordinary short guns is engraved with holy words. The scorching fire of judgment broke out because of his pious will. At the beginning, he relied on this power to eliminate Luo Zhen, but now, he still has to rely on this power to cut off the conspiracy of the same person.

"But you told me that compared to these shortcomings, our will is the root of all decisions. As the pope, we can have various shortcomings, but our will must be indestructible. This is our mission and responsibility. .”

As soon as the words fell, Evangelista's arm had already been raised, and the black muzzle of the gun pointed at the pope's heart.

And at this moment, the weird smile that belonged to Luo Zhen appeared on the pope's face.

He lowered his head and looked at the gun, but his old voice was filled with the will of others: "If it's just like this, for a drama, its conflicts and choices are not big enough."

Disorderly footsteps sounded from behind the Pope, and Evangelista saw many cardinals coming to the gate from the corner of his eye, as if they had been summoned.

When they saw such a scene in the arena, these cardinals also exclaimed one after another. Some stood still and didn't know what to do, while others also took out their guardian guns, but when they When the muzzle of the gun was raised, he found that his aim was wavering.

Because they don't know who they should be targeting.

The identity of the pope is so useful, not only to be able to enter the final sanctuary, but also to allow the mainstays of the Lateran Pope Hall to gather here to participate in a just-decided event Meeting.

"Next, I will continue to move forward."

The Pope smiled at Evangelista and said: "And the trigger, will you pull it?

"Standing in front of you is my puppet, and you know how I turn other people into puppets."

The puppet raised its feet and moved towards Evangelista's direction: "As you said, will is the root of everything. When you pull the trigger, you can still maintain this will. move?"

Five years ago, when Luo Zhen died, there was only Evangelista in front of him.

So at that time, Luo Zhen revealed a lot of things, such as the perfect creature he pursued, the performances he was proud of, and the praise Evangelista would get after killing himself.

And all of this is to make any gap in Evangelista's defense.

Fear, ecstasy, pride, grief... As long as a person's emotions exceed that threshold, then his will will also show flaws.

These flaws are the key points for Luo Zhen to attack and transform him into his own puppet.

Five years ago, when Evangelista killed Rozen, his heart was as calm as a windless lake, without any ripples.

And now, can this saint still maintain such will?

Killing the old man who was like a father, bearing the grievances of the people around him when they didn't trust him, resenting the instigator Luo Zhen...

And the most important thing-if the Sakotas shoot each other with guns and guns, then he will fall to the sky on the spot.

Falling into the sky, for the Sakota people, is considered the most serious thing.

At least one fallen Sakota will never become the Pope of Lateran.

The Pope's footsteps fell and landed on the floor in front of Evangelista.

"The third article of the Lateran Law..."

The saint looked at the Pope, put his finger on the hammer, slowly pulled it down, and said softly: "As for mistakes, everyone has the responsibility to correct the mistakes of others, and everyone is qualified to supervise the mistakes made by others. Everyone has an obligation to correct their own mistakes.

"It doesn't matter how big or small the mistake is, and it doesn't matter who made it."

The trigger was pulled, and the loud gunshot was like an ancient bell ringing on the top floor of a church at dawn and dusk, announcing that an established fact had been completed.

The bullet flew out from the muzzle of the gun, piercing the old man's frail body with a platinum tail flame.

A terrifying wound exploded in the heart of the old man, and countless blood-colored flowers bloomed on the holy robe.

The Pope's body fell backwards, and only one sentence came out of his mouth. I don't know if it was Luo Zhen's will or the Pope's own thoughts:

"Nice job."

It is difficult for the cardinals to continue to wait outside the temple

Waiting, they poured into this temple, but apart from taking their own steps, they couldn't say a word.

The scene in front of them was so absurd that they thought what they were witnessing was an illusion.

They set their sights on Evangelista, and by this time, explanations were no longer important.

The Sakotas are waiting for an event that has not been changed by human will. Shooting the same people with guns and blunderbuss, falling to heaven is inevitable.

Evangelista put the gun in his hand back to his waist, closed his eyes, and waited for the next thing.

Luo Zhen's secret words had already climbed onto his back, and the other party was looking for that flaw.

And just like the Pope back then, Evangelista was also waiting for Rozen's next move.

He also sees it as a mental exercise.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

As time passed, the cardinals were all looking at Saint Evangelista, except for those who were giving first aid to the Pope.

Then, 5 minute passed.

There was an exclamation from the crowd no less than when Evangelista pulled the trigger earlier.

Because when the saint opened his eyes, his gaze was still as clear as ever, and the halo above his head and the wings behind him still exuded that divine brilliance.

Fallen to Heaven, did not appear on his body.