I'm clearly a villain [Quick Transmigration]

His death is also the end.

After experiencing his obstruction, the female protagonist and the male protagonist finally joined hands to successfully bring this absurd drama to an end, and also revealed the true identity of the male protagonist—a god.

He has the blood of a demon in his body, but he is the god of light. For some reason, he fell to the land.But that's all. As the God of Light, he has some ambiguous connections with the God of Darkness. No one knows whether he and the God of Darkness are opposite or the same.

And until the end of the plot, this point was not explained clearly, which left a lot of room for imagination.

Qi Mo searched the memory of the original owner's mind, and then searched for the time period, and finally determined what time it is now.

——The original owner was escorting the hostess to the Holy See.

In other words, it's not an escort, it's just a superficial disguise.

In the past few months, demons and undead have begun to invade the mainland, and the battle situation in the bordering areas of the land races has gradually become critical.The original owner discovered some important situations, and disguised himself as an inconspicuous paladin, intending to sneak back to the Holy See and report the situation to the Pope.

And on the way, he happened to meet the team escorting the heroine, so he took the opportunity to join them, carefully hiding his identity to avoid any mistakes.

But now, they are in a country that must pass through to the Holy See.

This was a banquet specially hosted by the king—these high-class nobles were not worried about the battle situation ahead.And because of the prestige of the Holy See on land, and because there was a heroine, a simple girl who seemed to have great potential, in this team, it was naturally not surprising that the king held this banquet.

Facing the cool night breeze, Qi Mo drank the clear water in the glass in one gulp.

Then, he returned to the banquet, looked around the crowd for a while, and found the hostess Allah.This lovely girl was wearing a luxurious gown, her expression was a bit reserved, surrounded by the crowd, she looked like a flustered, cute and pitiful deer.

Qi Mo looked around, put the cup on a passing waiter's tray, and strode towards Allah.

"grown ups."

Qi Mo pushed aside a few beautiful women, walked behind An La, and whispered in her ear: "There is something wrong here, please leave with me first."

Anla seemed to have finally found her backbone—in fact, she had long wanted to run away in a hurry when surrounded by these nobles—she said to Qimo: “Oh, good, good! Let’s go first, let’s go!”

Qi Mo continued: "You should get rid of them first." He pushed Anla's shoulders and protected her and walked aside. Anla seemed a little panicked, but he didn't ask any silly questions like "how to get rid of them" , but loudly said: "Something happened! My companion... My companion has an accident, let me go back first—"

The noisy banquet broke out, and someone grabbed her hand and said, "What? My lord, what happened——"

"No, no, I have to go back to find out—! God, let me go first!"

After a lot of noise, they finally got rid of the entanglement of this group of difficult nobles. The protagonist of the banquet was escorted by the knights and left in a hurry. When the kind girl went out, she was still asking Qi Mo: "Will—is something really wrong?" Is it? Shall we tell the king to get them out of here..."

"No, my lord." Qi Mo pushed her into the carriage patiently, and said: "It's safe here, but there are some people who followed us—or people who followed me. If you are worried about their safety, please hurry up Say goodbye to the king, we should go back to the Holy See as quickly as possible!"

"Holy See? Farewell?" Allah was a little confused, she said: "I'm going to say goodbye now, no Will, why would someone follow you—"

"It's not important." Qi Mo followed up and slapped the white horse's buttocks, making a crisp slap, and said, "When you get back to the Holy See, you'll know what's going on."

"Ah...? Well, yes, I believe you."

Allah was caught off guard by this sudden change, so that Qi Mo gathered his hands and took her to say goodbye to the king. After leaving this land, she was still in a state of confusion and didn't know about these things How the hell happened.

What Qi Mo said was not lying.If the original owner can get those important things, he will naturally encounter some special troubles.That's why he wanted to hide his identity.

Those mysterious, dark and inconspicuous followers have been lurking in the dark corners looking for his existence, and they will pounce on them desperately when they find an opportunity, which is annoying and dreadful.

So it's better to return to the Holy See as soon as possible.

It just happened to let him see if the main system has become the Pope.

Qi Mo's weird behavior naturally aroused some dissatisfaction from the guards of his companions, but he acted resolutely, had the strength to back him up, and his identity also showed some traces of uneasy appearance, as well as Allah's attitude of trust in him. He suppressed these guards who were ready to move very well, and did not let them hold back.

Therefore, the speed at which they returned to the Holy See naturally accelerated a lot.

The center of the Holy See, located in the center surrounded by several countries, is a white city.

It borders several countries, and the people contained in it are not just religious personnel. People of all land races can be found here.

This place is bustling but not chaotic. Almost half of the people are wearing snow-white robes, with round badges symbolizing priests on their chests.

After entering this special "city", Qi Mo was almost visibly relieved.He seemed to be familiar with the way, and directly led Allah and others to the real Holy See surrounded by a high wall, found a priest, and showed the special badge symbolizing the head of the paladin.

"Master Vian!" The priest's eyes widened, and after he realized it, he stroked Qi Modan's chest in fear and respect, and bowed to salute.

"You don't have to be so restrained." Qi Mo still had a special lotion on his face, making him look plain.His hair is also covered with gray, and the color is a dirty dark red: "They have a bishop's guidance, come here to meet the crown."

"Of course there is no problem. I'll arrange for them!" The pastor respectfully responded, saluted Qi Mo, watched his figure disappear, and then said to Allah and others who were already stunned: "Everyone, please follow me!" Come... by the way, who is the bishop who guided you here?"

……

Qi Mo didn't have time to pay attention to Allah's affairs. He took a bath first, cleaned himself up, put on the most gorgeous set of knight armor, and straightened the silver-white long sword on his waist. He hurriedly went to see the Pope.

The beautiful attendant was wearing a white dress, and with his head lowered, he led him to the temple where the Pope was crowned.

The god attendant took him to the entrance of the temple, and then notified another god attendant, who entered the temple and informed the Pope of the arrival of Qi Mo, and he came out again after receiving a positive reply.

"Master Wei'an, Your Majesty is waiting for you inside."

The god attendant made a low-pitched announcement, stepped aside and opened the door, bowing his body slightly, appearing docile and respectful.

Everything seemed organized and organized.Qi Mo naturally asked himself to become a part of this well-organized society.

He and the god attendant nodded, and walked into the temple with rapid but unhurried steps.Now is the time for the pope to pray to the gods, and there are only him and Qi Mo in the whole temple.He was standing in front of the statue with his back to Qi Mo, and his gorgeous silver-white long hair looked very smooth, as charming as the waves of water under the moonlight at night.

He was tall and slender, leaning on the pale golden scepter that symbolized the pope, as if he didn't exist.

Qi Mo stopped ten meters away from him, knelt down on one knee, and said in a low voice, "Good day...Your Majesty."

When he lowered his head, he could only see a white robe with golden patterns.The Pope turned around slowly, he spoke slowly, and said, "Good day, Ville."

This voice has an ethereal spirit, as gorgeous as the singing of a church.

Qi Mo suppressed the itching deep in his heart, lowered his eyes quietly, and said, "Your Majesty, I have some important news. The appearance of the undead underground this time involves the gods..."

"A god is involved?"

The Pope repeated it, saying, "Which god is involved?"

Hearing his tone, Qi Mo's heart suddenly became clear. He raised his face, revealing a handsome, young but solemn face, and smiled at the Pope: "Isn't it you?" Is it? My God."

The Pope couldn't help but want to laugh, but he still held back, forced to look at him with a look of contempt, even indifference, and said in a low voice, "Oh?"

His current voice is really not suitable for such a gesture. Qi Mo originally wanted to cooperate with him in acting, but now he couldn't hold back the urge to laugh.He looked at the Pope with a look of reverence—it could even be said to be pious, and reached out to hold the Pope's hand, wanting to kiss his fingertips.

However, this action was interrupted because His Majesty withdrew his hand—this noble His Majesty squatted down in front of Qi Mo, looked at him with equal eyes, and stretched out his hand—— Pressed on his shoulder.

"...If you want to show respect to the gods, that's not the way to do it, my knight."