The King of Special Warfare

Candles flicker in the darkness, this is an almost spacious hall.

The dim light of the candle flame flickered slightly, and where the light converged, a brand new idol stood there, bathed in the subtle light, and was gazing at the surrounding darkness with pity.

An old man in a white robe knelt in front of the statue and prayed devoutly.

The darkness was deep, the candlelight was weak, the prayers were silent, and the whole hall seemed to have completely frozen.

There are windows open in the hall.

The clear but extremely weird sound of waves came over, with the sound of countless shattered ice crashing together, the icy wind from the depths of the Arctic Ocean howled into the hall, the candlelight began to tremble, the light and shadow in the hall kept turbulent, and the whole hall seemed to be filled with An air of unease.

The idol is still compassionate.

The old man remained silent.

Mered looked at the old man in front of the statue with a calm expression, but his heart was beating faster and faster.

Another gust of icy wind whizzed by, as cold as a knife.

The curtains in the hall were blown up, and amidst the stern wind, the candlelight in the hall began to spread.

The faint flame seemed to be burning out of thin air, and bits and pieces of light scattered in every corner of the hall, extremely soft.

The old man opened his eyes, and his voice was unusually soft and deep: "God's eyes are watching here, and the light is about to come."

He raised his hand slightly.

The candles in the entire hall burned more and more vigorously, and the dim yellow light brought by countless residual candles gradually turned white, pure and almost dazzling.

"But it's all fake."

Mered looked at the old man in front of him and said calmly.

"What God created is naturally true."

The old man said with a smile.

Mered's body tensed up, as if facing a formidable enemy.

In the entire Holy See, only one person is qualified to wear a white robe, and only one person is qualified to wear a white skirt.

The latter is the saint.

The former is the Pope.

Only the Pope.

No one could have imagined that after leaving Leiji City helplessly,

The already battered Holy See did not take advantage of the trend to withdraw from Eastern Europe. Instead, the Pope came in person. Obviously, the Pope was not willing to give up the interests of Eastern Europe.

"who are you?"

The pope walked casually in the wide hall, and his tone was also casual: "Maled, I need an explanation for all this. If there is no accident, after Eastern Europe, you will have many choices, such as staying in the Holy Disarmament Corps, I will give you more autonomy, and I even want you to go to the Temple to serve as the new Grand Knight Commander, or to stay in Eastern Europe and be the spokesperson of the Holy See in Eastern Europe."

The Pope's tone was light: "I thought about many possibilities, all about you. I dared to use you, but I didn't expect that you gave me such a big surprise."

He paused, then continued: "Who are you?"

"Your Majesty, does it really matter who I am? What matters is that I saved Aresis' life."

Mered said quietly, on the night of Judgment Day, he rescued Aresis under the most unlikely circumstances, and his hidden strength was completely exposed. This news could not be concealed at all, but in the end, Mered still put Aresis brought back the secret base of the Holy See. For him, the exposure of his identity was no longer a big deal. The most important thing was that with the exposure of his identity, some quietly changed plans had to be carried out by him.

For example, convincing the Pope.

"In fact, if you don't hide your strength, the situation may not be what it is now if you join forces with Aresis."

The Pope said kindly, "You betrayed the glory of God and brought huge losses to the Holy See. Why?"

Mered was silent for a while, shook his head with a wry smile.

"Treachery is a sin."

The Pope said slowly: "But God is merciful and will forgive your sins and allow you to enter God's kingdom of heaven. Go and repent, Mered."

In the flickering candlelight, he snapped his fingers.

An incomparably huge crisis suddenly and completely enveloped Mered.

Deadly dangers rushed from all directions.

He subconsciously started to back away.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

An almost crazy roar suddenly cut through the night.

The entire hall suddenly shook amid the roar.

All the light in the hall was instantly shattered.

Meredith snapped his eyes open.

The Pope stood not far from him.

The dots of candles are still there, but much smaller.

And he had already knelt in front of the statue, holding a steel knife, and had cut open the skin on his chest.

Blood flowed down.

Mered just needs to add a little more strength, and he can pierce his heart with his own hands.

For a moment, Mered was in a cold sweat.

After the Judgment Day, Mered and Aresis immediately entered the Holy See's secret base in Leiji City.

The pope prayed immediately.

The prayer this time was not for an hour, not for a day, but for several days and nights. Even when the other members of the Holy See officially left Lake City, the Pope never moved.

Prayer continued until just now.

The Pope who finished the prayer was not weak, but his energy and energy had completely reached the peak. In his spiritual realm, as long as he thought about it, Mered was in danger every step of the way, and he didn't even have the ability to fight back.

This is transcendence?

Mered was short of breath, and the fear of wandering on the edge of life and death turned into extreme anger in an instant.

He suddenly raised his head to look at the Pope, and said in a fierce voice, "Your Majesty the Pope, are you going to kill me? How dare you kill me?!"

"It's you who need to repent."

The pope's voice was soft and calm.

"Okay, confession, with my own life?"

Mered laughed loudly. "What now? I'm alive, you didn't kill me."

"This is God's will."

The Pope said slowly, "God gave you life, you should thank God."

Mered stared at the Pope.

Sweat and blood flowed continuously from his body.

The Pope looked at Mered quietly, his eyes were bottomless.

After an unknown amount of time, Mered took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and made a sign of the cross on his chest.

The Pope smiled with satisfaction.

"I like your attitude now."

He poured himself a glass of water and took a sip: "God created all things. Before the great glory, everyone must remain in awe."

He poured another glass of water and handed it to Mered: "So, who are you?"

Mered looked at the glass of water and didn't dare to pick it up for a moment.

In the Pope's spiritual domain, even if he is an expert who is infinitely close to the peak of invincibility, he still dare not be sure of his current state at this time, let alone believe his own perception.

What he saw in his sight was the water handed over by the pope, but who knew what it was?

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "It doesn't matter who I am."

"I want to know your identity, and you refuse to answer, which is arrogance."

The pope spoke softly.

Arrogance is a sin.

Mered hesitated, and said slowly: "I am a disciple."

The pope's body froze for a moment.

The surrounding candles seemed to be fluctuating slightly.

"disciple?"

His tone was a little stunned: "Whose disciple?"

"Naturally, he is His Majesty's disciple."

Merede said calmly: "Your Majesty, I have brought His Highness Aresis back this time to show our sincerity. Our Majesty wants to cooperate with the Holy See to conspire with the overall situation of Eastern Europe."

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty."

The Pope repeated twice, and took a deep look at Mered: "Which His Majesty is it?"

There are only two recognized majesties in the dark world.

Sword Emperor Tian Zong.

And then there's the Pope.

But the His Majesty behind Melad is obviously not Wang Tianzong.

"I have no idea."

The disciple replied calmly.

The Pope narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Can I understand that you betrayed the Holy See, and the His Majesty who made you betray the Holy See, your real master, you don't even know who he is?"

"It does not matter."

Mered said calmly: "I don't care about his identity, but he can give me what I want."

"what do you want?"

The Pope suddenly asked seriously.

Mered smiled self-deprecatingly: "What I want, the Holy See can't give."

The pope fell silent.

"I can't believe this kind of cooperation."

The Pope was silent for a long time before he calmly said: "But I don't mind if you talk about what I can gain by cooperating with that His Majesty."

"What you can get depends on what you want and what you are willing to pay."

Mered said meaningfully.

The Pope smiled and said calmly: "I don't want to pay anything until I have a complete plan, but you can try to convince me and use your life."

The meaning of these words is obvious.

Meled is in the pope's domain, so he can only let the pope decide. If today's cooperation fails, Meled will naturally not be able to live.

Mered thought about it seriously, and said calmly: "Your Majesty can grant you the theocracy that the Holy See has always wanted."

He calmly said: "The theocracy in the entire Eastern Europe, the Eastern Church has already been destroyed, the Snow Country, and even the beliefs of all the people in the five Eastern European countries can be given to you."

"Given?"

The Pope laughed, and his laughter was extremely cold: "It's really arrogant. In this world, there are great gods, and no one is qualified to give me anything."

"Then change the word."

Mered said casually: "Trade, the divine power you want most, His Majesty can trade it to you."

The Pope leaned on the sofa and said slowly: "Why does His Majesty think he can give me these things?"

He looked at Mered, and said meaningfully: "The five Eastern European countries belong to Li Tianlan."

"So far, no one has been able to deny that."

Merled nodded: "The five Eastern European countries do belong to Li Tianlan, but sometimes, during sensitive periods, the direction of the five Eastern European countries is determined by Zhongzhou."

"Central Continent..."

The pope muttered to himself, thoughtfully.

"As for the Snow Country, the foundation of the Holy See in the Snow Country is basically not shallow. When the general situation is settled, His Majesty will naturally contribute from behind to make the entire Holy See unimpeded in the Snow Country."

Meredith continued.

The Pope looked at Mered, his eyes became calmer.

Mered hesitated, and said slowly: "Your Majesty the Pope, if you agree to cooperate with us, we can show enough sincerity now."

"Sincere?"

The corner of the pope's mouth slightly raised: "For example?"

"Polar Alliance."

Mered said calmly: "If you intend, the entire Polar Alliance will be our sincerity to the Holy See."

The pope's body shook violently for a moment.

"Perhaps we should change places now, if you wish."

Mered said lightly.

"Where?"

The pope narrowed his eyes and finally got serious.

"Murmans."

The Pope lowered his head, thought for a long time, and then slowly said: "If we can cooperate, what do you want?"

In the darkness, Merede grinned a little. He looked at the Pope and calmly made his request: "We want the Knights Templar."