The emperor pondered for a few breaths and then said: "Wu Xiaode has gained the trust of the people. I will immediately ask him to go on a live broadcast to explain, saying that it is a holographic image created by filming."

Zhao Zhibing said: "Please allow me to go and meet Li Kunlun."

The emperor said: "Well, in fact, there are not many awakened people alive now... It's up to you to go, be more careful."

"yes."

Zhao Zhibing left the hall.

The emperor sat alone for a while and suddenly sighed: "I guess I can't hide it today."

He knocked on the huge metal helmet and said to himself: "No, I am just a daughter. I must find more people to help."

…

the other side.

Wu Xiaode stood in the splendid building hall, his whole body filled with mist.

People were coming and going all around.

But no one noticed him or even looked at him.

——Just like only he can see the God of Death, all living beings can’t see anything in front of this fog of death.

"The president's office of the Charity Guild... is on the third floor."

He looked at the office diagram, walked up the steps to the third floor, and came to the door of the president's office.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, the door opened with a bang.

An old man with gray hair walked out of the room surrounded by five or six followers.

Wu Xiaode had no time to dodge, so he had to jump hard and jumped directly into the air.

He stepped on the two magic hands to ensure that he was temporarily floating.

"The whole army was destroyed? Who on earth has such ability?"

The old man gritted his teeth and said.

The others didn't dare to take a breath.

"No, this matter must be reported immediately - I will report it myself!"

The old man strode towards the conference room at the end of the corridor.

Others hurriedly followed.

Wu Xiaode jumped down from the magic hand, followed closely behind everyone, and came to the end of the corridor together.

The conference room door opens.

Everyone filed in, leaving two professionals guarding the door.

Wu Xiaode naturally followed in and stood behind the white-haired old man, wanting to see how he wanted to report.

The holographic screen lit up.

After a "beep-beep-beep-" sound, a man shrouded in black robes appeared on the screen.

"The bishop in white is dead and the scepter is missing. I already know this."

The man in black robe said calmly.

The white-haired old man's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "The Pope forgives me."

"Let's not talk about forgiveness. I will send people to deal with this matter. Now I have a particularly important task for you." The man in black robe said.

"Please give me the Pope's advice," the white-haired old man said.

"Deploy manpower and cooperate with the believers in the capital to set a trap and kill Xia Huilan, the creator of the mecha." The man in black robe said.

"This matter is easy to handle, we will prepare immediately." The white-haired old man said.

"Well, those mechas of hers are very troublesome. They used to be in our hands, but now they have become a card in the hands of the royal family, so they must be eradicated as soon as possible." The man in black robe said.

"Do you think we can use the blood curse?" the white-haired old man asked.

The man in black robe thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I approve of you sacrificing two hundred people, activating the blood curse, and letting her die."

Suddenly a voice sounded:

"I can't see it."
Chapter completed!