The Pope then took them to a room filled with luxurious decorations for a meal. Valissa had said it was a sumptuous meal, but in fact, the stingy old man had a sumptuous meal in front of him. Valissa had also prepared a few dishes, while Chen Jing and Joel had a plate of vegetables with some diced meat.
Chen Jing handed the plate to Fenrir under the table, and Joel, who was eating, turned pale.
Chen Jing took out the dry food he had prepared before leaving - compressed soft gel for human consumption made by RT5. It was said that this thing could ensure that Chen Jing did not need to eat for the whole day. Then he took out a bag of water from his arms and poured it into his mouth.
Valissa looked the ugliest, but she didn't know what to say.
The Pope smiled faintly, completely unconcerned.
Fenrir sniffed the dish, scratched it open with his claws in disgust, and dozed off against Chen Jing's legs. Chen Jing could even feel the beating of his heart.
"What are you going to do?"
The Pope wiped his mouth and took out a roll of paper. "Of course, I will order the subordinate nations to send their armies. We will assemble as an alliance and take down that demon king."
Chen Jing's eyes lit up. This guy had a good idea. This method might really be able to break through his super fortress group.
Valissa shook her head: "My lord, I don't think this plan is feasible."
"Why do you say that, Valisa? You've always been involved in military affairs, so there should be a way, right?"
"Alas... sir, besides our army being constantly at war, the army I'm in charge of only has 70,000 men, all professionals. If we issue a summons, they'll only send the Knights, who can only last three months at most and are highly unreliable. The Free Corps we've signed a contract with only has a total of 100,000 men. In other words, I think they should be exempted from their obligations and just pay the money."
When the question of money was brought up, the Pope's eyes lit up, and he said with an expression that said, "You get me." "Right, right, that's the way it should be."
Valisa clutched her forehead. "First, we should expand the Free Corps. Second, the goddess herself has warned us that the enemy's strength is formidable. I suggest holding a tournament and having the strongest winner join us in defeating the Demon King."
She paused and said, "Also, I hope you two will attend the conference. If you are not strong enough, you will die if you go."
Joel nodded. "I agree."
Chen Jing knew they were targeting him. He was always frustrated with his own strength. The most common way to increase strength in this universe was to connect, but his own connection ability was too outrageous, making it difficult to use it at this time. Chen Jing couldn't just pull down a god to fight mortals. If he did, he would become the spiritual figure, looking like a hero who defeated the Demon King. But I am the Demon King!
Secondly, use your own abilities to delve into a certain skill, such as Eliza's swordsmanship. However, this requires talent and is very demanding. Then...
Chen Jing thought of a type of person - the Paladin. This was not a profession that used holy light and hammers to bless people everywhere, but a general term for warriors who used their faith to borrow power from God.
Although Chen Jing's own priesthood was abolished, Anna's was complete. She was the god of time and also the god of space. There was no doubt that she was the highest one among a bunch of gods.
"Anna, I want to discuss something with you."
“No money!”
"..." Chen Jing's expression almost couldn't be held tight.
After the explanation, Anna readily agreed to Chen Jing's request. Then a divine seal appeared on the back of Chen Jing's hand. It was a dodecahedron wrapped with lines. It was pure red and reminded Chen Jing of a notebook tool that required one to draw once a day.
"Well, Chen Jing, how is it?" asked Valissa.
Chen Jing nodded: "I have no problem, we just communicated."
"Communication?" Although connectors can communicate with their connected objects, before level seven, this is just a conversation in dreams. After level seven, one must be very focused before being able to say a few words.
How can you communicate while eating?
When he put his hand on the table again, it was already wrapped with a bandage. Chen Jing didn't want them to see this divine seal in the short term. What if it had any special meaning here? Wouldn't he instantly become a brave warrior from another world?
But in many ways, he has become more and more like a great hero, for example, he knows the goddess.
"Chen Jing, have you finished eating?" Valissa suddenly stood up.
Chen Jing nodded. The dry food was only as big as two fingers and was gone in two bites.
"Let's go out and cut and rub it."
"Huh?" Chen Jing had just become a paladin.
He suddenly had the urge to call Shamils down, but this was too out of place. In a fantasy background, he called down a power armor with a single sound. If he didn't know better, he would have thought it was the Burning Legion 2.0.
However, considering Varissa's feelings, Chen Jing still thought it was better not to do such a self-destructive thing. He put his hands on his hips and touched Fenrir's head: "You go up and entangle her later, and I will find a way to use magic." He had a magic book given by Bubble in his right pocket. He didn't know if it could be used, but Azathoth said it would be possible if she was there.
He nodded: "Okay, let's have a sparring match."
The four of them came to the courtyard.
In the middle of the flowers and plants, there is a 30-meter-wide avenue. Ceremonies are usually held here, but there have been no ceremonies for three years, although the gardeners still take good care of the plants.
After saying sorry to the gardener in his heart, Chen Jing asked Fenrir to become a little bigger.
So, in front of the three people, a wolf that looked like a medium-sized dog gradually grew to seven meters tall, and then blocked Valissa who was already ready.
Just when Valisa thought Chen Jing was about to draw the sword on his back, he took out a booklet from his side pocket and began to flip through it.
Flipping the book on the spot is the most deadly.
Chen Jing had seen the magic book of the Cthulhu role-playing game before, and imagined that this should be something similar until he saw the first spell at the beginning.
"Summoning God: Summon the great Lord Bubble to you. If Lord Bubble is not available, randomly draw an Outer God."
This is a very vivid description of the nature of the book. However, doing so is equivalent to telling the other party that you are a cultist.
Second one: "Command dark creatures at will: Randomly draw a lucky evil god's followers to serve you. (Note: 80% are Shoggoths)"
Poor Shoggoth.
The third one: "Azathoth Expulsion: Expel all matter within a hundred meters from this range and cause mass-energy conversion."
Nuclear explosion technique appears!
After much difficulty, Chen Jing finally found a less cruel spell: "Confusion Vision: Causes the opponent to fall into confusion."
There is also a line of small words below: "There is a certain probability of death."
What a pit!
Fenrir had held Varissa under his claws for a long time.
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