The Pope straightened his clothes, put on his crown, and walked into the dim room with a solemn expression.
In the center of the room stood an oval mirror, its frame made of pure gold and inlaid with eye-shaped gems.
The Pope stood in front of the mirror and bowed respectfully, "Sir, I have encountered some troubles."
A dark shadow appeared in the mirror and a strange voice rang out in the room, hoarse and gloomy.
"What's the trouble?"
"A god who claims to be the God of Faith has descended here. This god seems to be very powerful, and many people have become his followers. If this continues, the church will lose power, and I will not be able to help you well."
"I understand. Leave the gods to me. Gods are good nutrients."
"Thank you, sir. I will withdraw now."
A smile appeared on the Pope's fat face. He made a deal with the devil, contributing his soul to help the devil collect fear from mankind.
Endowed with a position of power, he felt that this was a sure-win deal, as he had a powerful demon to protect him and could enjoy his present life at the same time, so the cost of his soul was not worth mentioning.
As a weak human being, if you want to survive in such a dangerous world, you must find the secret of survival.
His trick was to just let others die, which wasn't even a difficult task and he enjoyed the process.
Seeing other people suffer and enjoying the fear caused by others made him feel superior. He was the Pope and the core of this country.
He would not allow anyone to replace him. He wanted to continue enjoying such a pleasant day. He was intoxicated by the wonderful experience of torturing others.
He can deal with humans, and since the other party is a god, let's leave it to the devil.
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"You are the God of Faith, and I am Arthur, the king of this country. Humanity is almost unable to survive, please save humanity!"
Arthur's cheeks were sunken and he looked very haggard.
As a king, his power was very limited. The human army was defeated by orcs and goblins, and their lands were constantly annexed by foreign races.
The power of the church is higher than that of the monarchy. In this chaotic world, people believe in the church more and place their hopes in God.
He knew that the church was just a termite of the country, but it was deeply rooted and could not be shaken.
The summoned goddess did not seem to be powerful either. Although Arthur wanted to save the goddess of luck, he could not change the decision made by the Pope, and the believers believed more in the answer given by the church.
But now that a truly powerful god had arrived, he had hope.
"I can protect you, and I need you to provide me with sincere faith. What difficulties do you face that need to be solved now?"
Arthur was a little embarrassed, but he made up his mind. He waved his hand and dismissed the others.
"Lord God of Faith, people nowadays blindly believe in the church and give their property to the church in exchange for so-called redemption. No one is willing to join the army, and the country's army has suffered heavy losses in battles with foreign races. As a king..."
Before Arthur could finish his speech, the door was pushed open.
"How dare you question the church? Only the church can cleanse people's souls and bring complete salvation to mankind!"
The Pope's anger made his fat cheeks look particularly ugly. Ji Chuan frowned as he looked at him, feeling that he was very annoying.
"Pope, this is the God of Faith. You cannot be disrespectful to God!"
"Haha, the woman pretended to be a god before, and now there's a child whose origins are unknown. Arthur, I think you are really blind. You can regard anyone as a god! Only those recognized by the church can be considered gods!"
When the Pope saw Ji Chuan turning his head, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes and he licked his thick lips.
"Since you claim to be God, why don't you let me test you? If you pass my test, the church will recognize your identity as God."
"OK."
The Pope could not hide his joy on his face, as if he had not expected Ji Chuan to agree so readily.
"Lord God!"
Arthur wanted to stop him, but Ji Chuan waved his hand and walked in front of the Pope.
"Come with me."
The Pope was in a very good mood. He hadn't seen such a beautiful child for a long time. Even if he was a god, he would still give it a try.
The devil will help him. What does God taste like? It's better to taste it after the torture.
The Pope swallowed and quickened his pace. He was already a little impatient.
Arriving at the Pope's room, he instructed the guards, "No matter what happens during this time, do not disturb me."
"As you command, Your Holiness."
The Pope nodded with satisfaction, and Ji Chuan followed him into the room.
His eyes were full of excitement and greed, and his voice trembled as he looked at Ji Chuan.
"Take off your clothes quickly. My eyes can see the holy light emitted by the gods. I want to see if your body can emit the holy light."
Ji Chuan didn't say anything, but raised his arms.
"You want me to undress you, little thing. You want me to touch you so much. That's quite to my liking."
The Pope raised his hands and walked forward, ready to carefully check Ji Chuan's body.
Just as he got close to his hands, they were cut off.
"ah!!!"
The Pope screamed in pain. The guards at the door looked confused. One of them was about to rush in. "Are you trying to kill yourself?! Are you disturbing him at this time?"
"He's screaming. Is the Pope in any danger?"
"It's just a new trick. Don't get me into trouble if you want to die."
The guard was persuaded by his companions and stood still.
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