Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

Pope Gregory sat on the throne with a tired face, listening to the report below.

Originally, there were many senior bishops of the Holy See, but now less than half of them are present.

Those cardinals who were not present were basically eroded by weirdness, and some of them lost their minds, and they were all imprisoned before they lost control.

Those who practice fighting qi are not much better. Although they rely less on the strange law, they always have to absorb and comprehend after the tenth level.

The Holy Knight Commander Lancelot was sick at home at this time, and he was stripping himself of the laws. He had already started to have daily nightmares, which was not a good omen.

The original archbishop Spencer in red was still standing in the church at this time, not because he was not affected, but because he killed himself.

After he went to Jiuxiao Continent last time, he got the Eastern cultivation method he wanted, after much deliberation, he finally decided to try to cultivate, and with the assistance of Jiuxiao ol, he has also achieved fruitful results in cultivation in the past two years.

Aside from his original cultivation base, according to the Eastern system, he is already a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm.

Facts have proved that people with good talents can learn quickly no matter what system they practice.

After the heaven and earth catastrophe first appeared, he also had nightmares, finally gritted his teeth, and directly cut off his magic cultivation base.

It fell to the ninth level, but it also got rid of all the weird laws, so it's fine for the time being.

Many magicians who were still in the church at this time followed Spencer's example and survived, but their strength was greatly weakened.

It can be said that due to the catastrophe of heaven and earth, the strength of Xilu fell to the bottom. In terms of high-level combat power, except for a few special existences of the Holy See, it is no different from Jiuxiao Continent.

And because some high-level powerhouses did not separate the strange law in time, they have begun to be manipulated, and they do not cooperate with the detention and restraint at all.

Because the "regular army" of the Holy See has cut its own combat power, it is actually quite difficult to deal with such a strong man.

Therefore, only the Pope or the Holy Maiden can take action, and Pope Gregory is also tired because of this.

When he fought Mebis last time, he used some secret techniques to keep himself at his peak for a long time, instead of going head-to-head.

But after all, he is a very old thousand-year-old man, and time has an effect on him. After that battle, his body is getting worse day by day. If there is no accident, he probably won't live for a few years.

But now that the Kingdom of God is full of wars, he has to do it himself, traveling through various spaces to deal with things every day, which makes him a little exhausted.

"Under the Pope's crown, there has been another riot in Kendary County. The Holy Guard has been sent to suppress it, but the situation is not optimistic."

Spencer reported that his brows had been furrowed, apparently worried about the future of the Kingdom of God.

"Those damned mobs! Where did all the faith in my heart go? If you can't stand it, shouldn't you consciously cut off your cultivation!"

Claude, the head of the Bureau of Heresy, said angrily. After all, he whispered harshly: "They are all heretics and should be burned to death!"

Sitting high on the throne, Pope Gregory opened his eyes wearily, looked down at the empty hall, and said, "Lancelot in Kendry County will deal with it after he leaves customs."

"Your Majesty the Pope, don't we have nothing to do in the face of that damned world? It's just that the world has just begun to integrate, and our kingdom of God is already in chaos. What if..."

A clergyman asked, and at the end, he hesitated to speak.

"In my opinion, our world is still too weak to compare with that world at all. We shouldn't have launched a war against the Tomb of Souls at that time!"

Someone else said insanely.

Chapter 330: Where is Hope?

"Price, you're crazy!"

Another clergyman standing beside him reprimanded him. He didn't expect the other party to say that the soul tomb should not be crusaded.

"Hahahahaha, am I wrong? Soul Tomb is so advocating letting that world come down, there must be a way to survive, that is the way out, it is the way out! But we wiped it out!"

The cardinal named Pris, with deep dark circles on his eyes, said with a crazy expression.

"Price, do you want to be burned to death by me?"

Claude said in a gloomy tone, it is inevitable to destroy the tomb of souls, how can the Holy See tolerate that kind of evil organization doing whatever it wants in the Kingdom of God?

"Claude, don't use this to scare me, you'd better go to your bureau and scare those little lambs who are afraid of your reputation." Puliss smiled sullenly, then paused, mockingly : "Don't think that I don't know, you have also fallen down. Now you, I am afraid that you only have the strength of tenth rank?"

Claude listened to Pulis's words, a few veins appeared on his head, and said: "Oh? Then why don't you come and try, can I burn you to death as a heretic?"

"enough."

Pope Gregory on the throne said wearily, his tone didn't seem very harsh, but it stopped the people below from arguing.

"Pliss, you should strip it completely, to the ninth level."

The Pope sighed and said that he could see that although Bishop Pulis also chose to drop down to the tenth level, he still had the strange law on him.

Coupled with his lack of determination and nightmares for days, he has already begun to become a little mentally disturbed.

If this goes on like this, sooner or later he will go crazy.

"Dropped? This is what I worked hard to get up. The difference between the ninth and tenth ranks is huge! Let me just abolish magic like this, I am not reconciled!"

Priss said with a grim expression.

Then the next moment, his expression became extremely gentle again, as if he had been caressed by the hand of the God of Heaven, and he said with a moved face: "I have felt it, felt it, that supreme will, and I will return to His embrace!"

"Heretics? You are the heretics!"

"Ha ha ha ha"

Pulis's wild laughter echoed in this holy church, it was extremely ear-piercing.

A ray of holy light fell, Pulis stopped laughing, and fell to the ground with a plop. It was the Pope who shot.

The bishop next to Pulis bent down to check Pulis, and was relieved to find that the other party was just asleep.

He just thought that His Majesty the Pope would get angry and kill this crazy person directly.

"Thank you, the Pope, for your kindness."

He thanked Bishop Pulis, they used to have a good personal relationship, and he never thought that after seeing each other for a while, Pulis would become like this.

In his memory, Pulis was a shy, honest and kind-hearted person who would donate a lot of assets to build colleges in poor areas every year.

This damn weird law!

While cursing secretly in his heart, he was also a little thankful, fortunately, he was not greedy, directly stripped all the rules, and fell to the ninth level, so he didn't encounter any weird things these days.

"He's just tired, take him down and hope he gets a good night's sleep."

The pope said a little tiredly.

In the past, if Xiang Pulis behaved like this, he would definitely kill him in court. After all, the majesty and faith of the Kingdom of God are inviolable.

But now the weird invasion, everyone is in danger, what he has to do is to stabilize people's hearts, not to suppress it with thunder.

Pulis was obviously demented by the influence of the strange law, and he was very diligent in his work before, without any stains. He couldn't kill a child just because he was ill.

Using the big prophecy to make the opponent fall asleep, and suppress the active weird law by the way, I believe Pulis will have a good dream this time.

When he wakes up, let him disperse the strange law and drop to the ninth level.

"Your Majesty, I have something to ask."

Spencer hesitated, but stood up and said.

"You said."

The pope's old eyelids began to fall again.

"The Pope mentioned before that when the catastrophe comes, both Beihai and Jiuxiao must submit to the Kingdom of God"

Spencer was a little puzzled, why the Pope had the confidence to say such a thing at that time.

Because at that time they didn't know much about the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, and they had confidence in the strength of the Kingdom of God, so they didn't have doubts in their hearts.

But now it seems that it is impossible for them to compete against that world just because of their own cultivation of strange laws. So what did His Majesty the Pope mean at that time?

Does the pope still have any backhands left to deal with the catastrophe of heaven and earth?

"The subordinates also have the same doubts."

Claude also asked curiously.

The Pope glanced at the faces of the two, and said lightly: "We have a way to survive the catastrophe, but we are not absolutely sure yet, let's do it first, Spencer, your diocese manages it. Very good, Claude, you need to restrain your behavior."

The pope's words made Spencer and the two a little confused, and they didn't give a straightforward answer at all. Instead, they rewarded and punished the two.

But even so, the two felt a little more at ease. Although what the Pope said was not clear enough, the Holy See did have some means to deal with this disaster. They knew that was enough.

The two looked at each other, and they could see the fire of hope in each other's eyes.

Human beings are like this. When there is hope, people's fighting spirit will be stimulated.

"I'm tired, go and call the saint, you can retreat now."

The Pope spoke wearily, ready to end the meeting.

"Yes."

The clergymen responded one after another.

A quarter of an hour later, Joan of Arc came to the cathedral, looking at the old Pope, feeling a little worried.

She likes this country and this world very much, but the coming of the catastrophe made her no longer have the peaceful life in the past.

The monastery where she lives and the orphans who take care of her have also started to have nightmares these days, which makes her very annoyed and powerless.

She also sometimes wondered, if Henry Zhang was there, would there be any way?

After all, the current him is the one who is lucky enough to create many miracles.

But she has also used Lingxuntong in the past two years, and she is not ignorant of things in the East. She knows that Zhang Xuansheng has entered a retreat in a force called Tianjian Mountain, and has not come out for the time being.

And in the Nine Heavens Continent in the east, mortals and monks with poor cultivation have also begun to be eroded by strange things.

She knew that Henry Zhang might not be able to do anything for the time being, otherwise he would not allow the East where he grew up to be invaded by weirdness, but she still couldn't help looking forward to it, looking forward to Henry Zhang finally solving all the problems and repelling that weird world.

Chapter 330 Three: The Origin of Nine Heavens, Strong and Prosperous!

Henry Zhang felt that his sight was constantly shuttling and deepening, as if he had crossed the long river of time.

Finally came to the original starting point, which is a barren land.

I don't know how many epochs ago in the world of Nine Heavens, there were far fewer human races on the land than there are now.

Among the hundreds of millions of miles of rivers and mountains, there are more spiritual birds and beasts, and big monsters are rampant.

He felt that he was aloof, like a god, examining the world.

Of course, the remaining rationality made him clearly realize that this was just an ancient memory he saw, and he was just a spectator and could not interfere.

His eyes wandered across this land, and he saw the villages of mortals, some of them escaped the world and lived peacefully, while some were slaughtered by monsters.

In some tribes, statues of monsters are enshrined, and believers of some kind of monsters use it as the totem of the tribe, and are blessed in turn.

There are also some groups of human races, imprisoned by the powerful circle of life, and raised as rations.

There are also sects established by monks in the human race, but compared to the number of cultivators from all races, the human race is still too weak.

During this period, the masters of the land are not the human race, but other races, and the human race is the bottom-level existence.

But this is the world, a boy, after the village was slaughtered, walked out of the mountain holding the best sword in the village.

This time, the world will be stained with blood, and this time, Qiong Xiao will fall.

This young man, in the following years, has cultivated the supreme swordsmanship, killing all races in the world and never daring to bully the human race.

Afterwards, more and more monks followed the example of the young man and embarked on the road of sword cultivation. For a time, the Dao of the Sword was the only one in the Nine Heavens Continent, and various orthodoxy were born and flourished.

Time has changed, in Zhang Xuansheng's eyes, it seems like time flies by, and I don't know how many years have passed, Nine Heavens has gradually become a situation where a mortal family dominates.

For the other ten thousand races, it takes a lot of cooperation to have a chance to compete with the human race.

Facts have proved that when humans have mastered power, they are far more cruel than all races.

Because the core of the Iron Elves is the treasure of refining equipment, human monks hunted it down to extinction.

Because the jade liquid of the Wanhua clan is a magic medicine for refining medicine, the human race kept it in captivity and used it at will.

Because the inner alchemy of the monster race can quickly improve its cultivation after being refined and absorbed, the human race does not distinguish between good and evil, and kills demons and takes pills.

Because the meat of the crystal shrimp is delicious, the banquet among the big monks is indispensable, which leads to the disappearance of the crystal shrimp family from the mainland.

because……

Human desires are magnified by powerful forces, and the extremely ugly appearance finally made the ten thousand races unbearable.

In the end, the war of ten thousand races broke out, and all the creatures in Nine Heavens launched a war to defend the survival of the human race.