Chapter 426 Resurrection Day!
Puff, puff, puff...
After stabbing several times in succession, No. 5 looked at No. 9 who opened his eyes and died, and suddenly threw away the dagger in fear.
The dagger fell on the hard ground, making a crisp sound.
"Will I die?"
Even though he was fine now, he was still full of fear after being shot in the head.
Staggering, he ran away from here in a panic.
An hour later, No. 5 fell into panic in a room.
This was a bedroom. In addition to the large double bed, there was also a mirror.
He held the golden holy spear in his left hand and a mobile phone in his right hand. Looking at the picture in the mirror taken by the mobile phone, his hands trembled.
A bloody muzzle appeared on the back of his head, and he even saw something white.
"I..."
His heart was beating fast and he was panting wildly.
The wound did not heal...
He had originally placed his hope on the holy spear, but now the last ray of hope he had was shattered!
Looking at the holy spear in his left hand, he became afraid.
He wondered if he would die on the spot if he left the holy spear!
In fear, he directly found transparent tape and wrapped it around his hand fiercely.
He didn't dare to stop until it was wrapped tightly.
After wrapping it, he was still a little confused. Would he be inseparable from the holy spear for the rest of his life?
He held the golden holy spear with trembling all over, and gradually became dazed.
In this situation, who can save him?
Despair climbed onto his face.
...
It was a little after four in the morning.
Vatican.
St. Peter's Basilica.
The whole church was filled with sadness at this time. Everyone felt uncomfortable when they thought of the people who died that night.
Especially since they were not guarding well, not only did they allow people to break into the temple and disturb the Son of God, but they also lost the holy relic that was originally kept!
Thinking of this, the atmosphere in the church became even more depressed, and some people even prayed for atonement outside the temple of the Son of God.
In a meeting room, three bishops and Pope St. Joseph were sitting at this time, and Simon, the captain of the guard, was also standing aside.
"Who sent those people? Who is the guy who deserves to go to hell?"
Bishop George asked angrily
. "I haven't asked them yet. They are very tight-lipped. They don't seem to be organized by an ordinary organization!" Simon said.
Several bishops and the pope felt even worse after hearing this.
"I remember that someone seemed to break in from another place?"
Pope St. Joseph suddenly frowned and asked.
Captain Simon nodded and said, "The people there are fine. They shouldn't be a group of people."
"Damn it, are they bullying the Holy See because there is no one there?"
Another bishop named Dani said angrily. As
soon as he said this, the other people felt a little unwilling.
If the Vatican itself was not very small and there were not many soldiers in the Holy See, how could those people succeed?
Bishop George thought of something and gritted his teeth and said, "Pope, I suggest recruiting our own soldiers!"
"This..." St. Joseph hesitated.
As a neutral country, the Vatican has never expanded the number of soldiers for a series of reasons.
"Pope, Bishop George is right. We have too few people. What should we do if the incident today continues?"
"It's okay if the holy relic is lost, but if there is a problem with the Holy Son's body..." Bishop Dani persuaded.
Pope St. Joseph, who was originally in a state of hesitation, made a decision immediately after hearing about the Holy Son.
He knew that as long as the Holy Son and the holy relic were in the Vatican, these things would definitely not be rare, and they would always happen in the future.
Even if people saw that the Vatican was so easy to bully, maybe the offense would become more frequent!
The last Bishop Michael knew the Pope's hesitation and added, "I know your concerns, Pope, but this time it concerns the Holy Son, and no one else can say anything."
"We don't need too many people, just a thousand people to protect the Holy Son!"
Bishop Michael's words were like the last straw, making the already determined Pope St. Joseph even more determined.
He nodded directly.
The three bishops Michael and Simon breathed a sigh of relief.
After discussing this issue, Bishop George hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked, "Pope, what should we do with the Holy Son's body in the future?"
Pope St. Joseph was really hard to answer for a while. If he said to put it there, it would be a blasphemy to the Son of God.
But if he didn't put it there, he didn't know where to put it.
He had considered burying the Son of God, but he still had a little concern in his heart, or it could be said that he hoped, but he was not sure whether it would happen.
At this time, thinking about it, Pope St. Joseph suddenly thought of something and was a little stunned.
"George, is today a little special?"
Special?
George and the other four were just confused for a moment, and after thinking about it for a while, they suddenly remembered something they had forgotten because of the battle.
After that day, two days have passed.
However, this is a normal statement. According to Hebrew culture, today is the third day.
The third day from the Passion of the Son of Man!
"Today is exactly the third day..." Pope St. Joseph muttered to himself.
Simon and the other four breathed rapidly, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
They instantly understood what the Pope wanted to express.
But, is it really possible?
After a few seconds, several people in the meeting could not stay still, and they really wanted to go to the temple where the Holy Son's Body was stored!
"I'll go and see!"
Bishop George stood up anxiously.
As he said, he strode out of the meeting room. Seeing this, the Pope and others hurriedly followed him.
As soon as they ran out, the dim sky came into their eyes.
The night faded, the sun rose, and the fresh air of the morning filled the sky and the earth.
The four of them paused for a moment, and then ran desperately to the temple.
After passing an open space, dozens of clergy who were immersed in sorrow were stunned when they saw the five popes who did not care about their image.
They swore to God that they had never seen the Pope and the bishops, these important figures, running so recklessly!
This speed made them wonder if they were dazzled when they first saw it.
"What happened?"
"Why are you so panicked?"
In their doubts, they even forgot their sadness temporarily and followed the Pope and others unconsciously.
Pa pa pa...
A noisy sound of footsteps rang out in St. Peter's Basilica. This sound not only attracted the attention of some soldiers, but also attracted some believers who heard that there was an accident in the church and came to see.
Subconsciously, they followed.
Then a strange scene appeared in the church. The Pope and five others were running in front, and a large group of people were chasing behind.
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