Chapter 888 "The Right Hand of the Lord of the Underworld"

Shining Cathedral.

After confirming the location of the "Charismatic Angel" Franz, he retreated to the dark place outside the room, waiting for the alternation of night and day, waiting for the moment when the church door opened, which would be Franz's most relaxing and most meaningful moment.

If the spell is cast now, Franz will likely have a premonition of danger and make a defense in time.

And fighting in the church, he has not yet regained his peak, and he has no certainty of defeating Franz.

Even the cathedral protected by the "God of Truth" is unextinguished in the long night, and there are many darknesses beyond the reach of light, and the "Lord of Death" Tannanos stands in the midst of them, as if he is one with them.

In the hall where the teleportation array was arranged, Franz stood up, anxiously waiting for the news, others may not know, but he knew very well that tonight there would be a result related to his future, no, it would also affect the situation of the entire world!

The surging holy light in the teleportation array suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the entire room as bright as day, and the aura of divine magic covered everything.

"Is there a result?" Franz's eyes stared at the teleportation array at once.

At this time, in the darkness, two red lights jumped and emerged, and "Death Lord" Tannanos was keenly aware of an excellent opportunity to raid, and the fluctuations created by the teleportation array could cover up all traces before the spell was issued, especially Franz's attention was all focused on receiving the news.

He raised his right hand, and the long black sleeves of the magic robe naturally retracted down, revealing a pale palm that was shriveled as if it had lost all water, every inch of its skin and every line was different from ordinary people, mottled with traces of death, merging into the runes of immortality, a faint black gas came out, and a strong dead silence appeared, as if the kingdom of the dead was reborn under this palm.

Tannanos curled four fingers, leaving his index finger in vain, and his withered nails first lit up a mysterious black and gray.

A rugged sound came out of his mouth that was difficult for others to hear, and the soul faces around him appeared, twisted, ferocious, but all silent, and they all threw in the dead black ash of the tip of the index finger, dyeing it with a pale color.

The "Death Lord's" body gradually became transparent, becoming indistinguishable from the soul's face, and then was sucked in by his index finger, leaving only a pale and black and gray finger in place.

Oh!

A shrill scream sounded abruptly, and a blurred face flew out of the tip of his index finger with his mouth wide open, instantly passing through time and space and rushing to Franz's back.

"Assassination?" Franz looked blankly at the teleportation array in front of him, not understanding why he would also be assassinated in the heavily guarded Radiance Cathedral!

A stream of light exploded on his body, and the transcendent object that triggered the hair shape tried its best to block the penetration of that face.

But at this time, the finger, which had turned into a strange black, white, and gray finger, suddenly appeared in front of Franz, passed through the defense that was about to break, and gently tapped his forehead.

The first attack is the most powerful and weirdest unique legendary spell of the "Death Lord", which he named "Death Resonance", and other magicians gave this magic a nickname - "Call of the Dead", and the second wave of "Fingers" is a legendary item left by the "Death Lord", a one-time legendary item, "The Right Hand of the Lord of the Underworld"!

Franz's stunned and dazed expression froze, and his body quickly turned black and gray.

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Fernando quietly flew into the air and saw the cathedral in the city shaking violently as if it had been hit by an earthquake, and in just an instant, the earth cracked, and a gap rolling with red magma was like a monster's huge mouth, engulfing the church at once.

A legendary level of magical aura erupted in the church, and a holy light rose into the sky, but "it" was wrapped in a pitch-black ball, pulled down hard, flying slower and slower, and after just two or three seconds, it did not rise but fell, and fell directly into the hot magma.

Then, the cracks in the earth closed, and the surroundings were unharmed, leaving no trace except for the church and the clergy inside.

"This level of earth-type power manipulation......" Fernando felt that this was the best and most exaggerated earth-type transcendent power he had ever seen, of course, he had also seen similar spells from the Archmage of the Nine Rings at most, "and the attack was against the church's ......."

From this point, he judged that the other party was a friend and not an enemy, so he landed slowly, waited for dawn, and sneaked into the city to inquire about the news.

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Holy City of Reims, Great Hall of Light.

The old pope was wearing a sacred crown and holding a platinum scepter, looking at the cardinals and holy knights below with a calm and cloudy look: "Except for the members guarding the fortress who are inconvenient to return, the cardinal order has arrived."

His voice was majestic but loving, and after a pause, he raised his platinum scepter and said unusually holy and solemnly: "The Lord has sent an oracle to me and appointed a new pope, and I will return to Heaven Mountain tonight and return to the arms of the Lord."

"This is the gift of the Lord, and your dedication to the church is like an endless ocean." All the members of the College of Cardinals bowed their heads and said respectfully.

The old pope nodded slightly: "Our dedication is what we have gained, and I now announce the oracle of the Lord, the new pope is ......."

His gaze swept over the faces of several cardinals, satisfied with their calmness and piety, and then his voice rose to the height of grandeur and holiness:

"Griffith!"

"May your word walk on the earth as it walks in your kingdom." A middle-aged man dressed in a simple white robe walked out and knelt on the ground reverently, his skin was dark, his facial features were ordinary, and he only didn't have so many wrinkles compared to the farmers in the field, but his every move was full of heart-wrenching demeanor.

"Only the truth endures!" Other cardinals similarly knelt down and drew crosses on their chests.

Then, everyone stood up and watched Griffith walk step by step towards the seventh floor.

As Griffith ascended the next level, ethereal and timeless singing, milky white divine light, countless gravel-like angels, etc. appeared one after another, allowing Griffith to walk like walking in the kingdom of the God of Truth.

A majestic holy light enveloped Reims, and all the clergy and believers prostrated themselves in prayer.

The projection of Paradise Mountain appeared in mid-air, and a holy light fell on Griffith, as if adding a layer of aura to him.

Griffith walked up the last step and solemnly and respectfully took the platinum scepter from the old pope, then turned to face the members of the College of Cardinals and held the scepter held high.

At this time, a divine majestic voice descended from infinite heights:

"I give you the holy name 'Gregory.'"

The old pope smiled, his body suddenly became thorough, like the purest Holy Spirit, and then he disintegrated, turned into countless holy points of light, and flew into the projection of Heaven Mountain in mid-air.

Griffiths drew a cross on his chest, and the proclamation resounded throughout Reims as all popes took over:

"From this day on, I am Gregory!"

The members of the College of Cardinals fell to their knees again: "Only the truth endures!"

At the forefront of this group of cardinal members was a man in a blonde white robe, his appearance was carved in stone, handsome and straight, but his nose was slightly hooked, looking a little gloomy.

At this moment, his expression was so focused, and his prayers were so devotional, more focused and devout than any member of the cardinal conference present.

Behind him, some members of the cardinal conference buried their heads very low, so that their expressions could not be seen.

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"What, this place has been taken over by the Earth Mother Goddess Church?" Fernando anticipated several situations, such as encountering powerful elemental, force field, or astrological magicians (all who may be good at earth-based spells), such as someone summoning the Devil Duke to descend, such as the immemorial golden dragon raiding, but he did not expect that this place had become the territory of the Earth Mother Goddess Church!

He didn't need to inquire about this, because after sneaking into the city, many priests of the Earth Mother Church were conveying this fact to the believers.

"It was the Earth Mother who killed a cardinal last night? That's right, only this legendary pinnacle of the best ground-based spells can so easily kill a cardinal under the protection of the cathedral......" Fernando said to himself.

In fact, he, Arnold, and Douglas had speculated that those Heterogod Churches that had followed the Church of Truth to resist the Magic Empire since the early days of the Dawn War would sooner or later turn against them because of the growth and strength of the Church of Truth.

"If the Earth Mother rebelled during the siege of Reims, maybe the ending would have been different......" Fernando did not dwell on it, and quickly accepted the fact that the Earth Mother had betrayed the Church of Truth, but lamented that it was a little late, he thought to himself: "Perhaps it was precisely because of this period of time that the Church of Truth without a pope was suppressed that the coalition forces decided to make important concessions to the Earth Mother Goddess."

Standing outside the newly pulled Earth Mother Church, Fernando struggled for a while and decided not to venture in, after all, there were many magicians among the night watchmen, and the priests of the Earth Mother Church who must be sensitive at present might not be able to trust him, so he still rushed to Alto day and night to find a familiar partner to introduce.

"Antek always tells me that his classmate Stannis is amazingly talented and is about to become a legendary magician, hey, I have to see it in person." Fernando quickened his pace, trying to get out of the city, thinking about the letters of his old friends.

At this time, passing by the two priests, he suddenly heard one of them lower his voice and say to the other: "Griffith has taken over as pope, and his holy name is Gregory."

"A new pope has been born?" Fernando was stunned for a moment, "What does Ivan think now?"

I must hurry to Alto to inquire immediately!

(End of this chapter)