Chapter five hundred and ninety-ninth battle of beliefs(1/2)
"I came here on the basis of the oracle of the true God, believer, are you prepared to disobey God's order?" St. George raised his head and looked at the two Vatican knights.
Only the left side of his face was covered with pits and scars, and even a piece of his lip was missing, exposing the roots of the teeth inside. It looked particularly horrifying against the normal right side of his face.
But compared to his gaze, this half-angel, half-demon face was nothing.
Saint George's gaze radiated with holy light, and the two Holy See knights shrouded in it felt countless holy music ringing in their ears, and a majestic, indescribable figure appeared behind each other.
The two Holy See knights knelt down in front of Saint George involuntarily.
"Very well, my children, you are all the most devout believers." St. George praised lightly without being happy or sad, and passed the two Vatican knights and stood in front of the door of the Oracle Hall.
The door covered with mysterious basic runes felt the arrival of Saint George and released a soft light, illuminating his figure, as if to reflect his true inner thoughts.
"Eye of the True God?!" An expression finally appeared on St. George's face, but it had nothing to do with respect, and even contained a bit of disdain and coldness. "It's just a trick to pretend to be a god. The use of low-end energy cannot be called...
It’s divine power, open it!”
Saint George shouted low, and a more holy light surged around him, rushing towards the heavy door of the Oracle Hall.
boom!
The heavy door of the Oracle Hall opened with a loud bang as if it had been bombarded by a tangible force.
Pope Delt, who was handling academic affairs in front of the desk, was obviously startled.
However, the reaction of this old man, who had been in a high position for many years, was to hold the scepter beside him and sit up straight.
Compared with the last time we met, Pope Delt looked older, his hair was thinner, and the age spots on his face were more intense. Due to sagging skin, his cheeks began to droop, making him look a bit chubby.
It was only the past two years, but what he had shown was twenty years.
This is the inherent characteristics of the champion knights and master warlocks after they enter the aging period. The time that they have been stagnant has been recovered in a very short period of time.
"Saint George, what do you want to do?" A trace of displeasure flashed across Pope Delt's eyebrows. No matter how good-tempered a person is, he will get angry if someone breaks in rashly, let alone a pope who has been in a high position for many years.
In my mind, such a bad thing has never happened.
"Of course I have to meet you, my dear Pope. If I don't come to see you, I'm afraid you won't take the initiative to summon me again until you die." Although St. George used words of respect from beginning to end, in his words
There was no hint of respect in his words.
"Protect Your Majesty!"
"Bishop St. George, what do you want to do? How dare you break into the Oracle Hall."
"Come here, catch this madman who dares to break into His Majesty's room."
Before Pope Delt could reply, a group of papal knights came after hearing the news, and they were all shocked and angry.
Even if Pope Delt was not harmed, it would still be a dereliction of duty for them.
"Go down, I believe Bishop St. George will not do anything extraordinary." Pope Delt waved his hand and drove out the Holy See knights.
"Your Majesty..." the leader of the Holy See Knight couldn't help shouting.
"Stand down!" Pope Delt's voice rose several decibels, and his anger became more obvious.
"Yes!" The Holy See Knight waved his hands reluctantly, and retreated with his subordinates, but they did not go far. They all stayed outside the Oracle Hall. Once there was any change inside, they would be the first to do so.
Rushed in and captured St. George on the spot.
boom!
The door of the Oracle Hall was closed again under the push of an invisible force.
Pope Delt was silent for a few seconds, and then took the initiative to speak: "I know that I owe you something for the decisions I have made recently, but all my decisions are not selfish at all, they are all for the future of the Holy See. The Pope is not just the Holy See.
The person in power is also the face of the Holy See..."
"What a great face for the Holy See." St. George laughed and interrupted Pope Delt's defense. He suddenly tore off his ascetic uniform, revealing the more shocking burn scars on his body. "You want to take care of everyone?"
The face of the Holy See, but before this, I didn’t want to think about how I got this injury? You personally promised me that after the black gunpowder is researched, you will support me to take over the position of the Pope. Now I have made the black gunpowder for you.
Just because of the so-called face, you want to erase all my achievements. The pain of the burning flames is far less painful than the knife you stabbed in my heart."
The research on explosives such as black powder has always been a high-risk industry.
Obviously, the Holy See of Saint Ether paid a heavy price for this kind of research. I believe this is not the end, but just the beginning.
"No one can deny the bishop's contribution to the Holy See. You are just not suitable to come to the stage now, so I suggest that an archbishop be added, and you will be in charge of the Sword of Saint Ether and part of the Knights of the Holy See..."
"Enough! Enough! I've had enough of your hypocrisy." St. George impatiently interrupted Pope Delt's words again and sneered, "You think I came here today like a down-and-out bird?"
Do you want to beg for a bone like a wild dog? I have a better choice now. I don’t regret what I did before and everything I experienced, because death gave me the opportunity to listen to the oracle of the true God, the true God.
"Edict."
"The real oracle?" Pope Delt not only did not show any excitement or joy, but his brows furrowed even more tightly, "I'm afraid what you heard was not an oracle, but your personal imagination!
Don't impose your own subjective consciousness on the true God. This is a kind of blasphemy. If you dare to make similar remarks again, I will put you in a penance room forever to reflect on your sins."
"Haha, as the Pope of the Holy See, the person who once promulgated the oracle of food and drink actually doubts the existence of the real oracle?" St. George laughed louder, "You said that the oracle I heard was a personal conjecture.
How can you prove that the oracle you issued is not in the name of the true God, exercising the power that belongs to the true God?"
"You are so brave, do you know what you are doing?" Pope Delt, who was still able to control his emotions even after being forced into his residence by Saint George, could no longer suppress his anger this time and stood up suddenly.
He stood up, slammed the scepter in his hand, and shouted angrily, "Your Excellency, Bishop St. George, have you wavered in your faith? Have you begun to question the true existence of the God of Truth? Or are you questioning my authority? Are you ready to shake the Holy See?
The foundation of rule?”
The moment Pope Delt stood up, a breath as deep as the sea surged through him.
Especially the scepter in his hand emitted a milky white holy light, covering his entire figure.
Time flows back to him at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just ten seconds, Pope Delt transformed from an old man who was about to die back to a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. Just staring at St. George, he had an aura of calmness and self-importance.
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If Pope Delt showed this hand in front of ordinary Vatican believers, I am afraid that everyone would kneel on the ground and shout for a miracle.
It can make a person rejuvenate. Who else has this ability except the true God.
But this move is obviously not useful in front of St. George.
To be more precise, Saint George seemed to have already known that Pope Delt had this hand, and did not show much surprise. Only when his eyes glanced at the scepter in Pope Delt's hand, there was a trace of it that could not be concealed.
of greed.
Oracle scepter.
A gift given by the God of Truth to His most devout believers in the world.
It is said that this scepter has been blessed by the God of Truth. It has the precious power of the true God and can do many miraculous things. It is just a trivial thing to make a person rejuvenate.
This kind of rejuvenation is probably temporary. Otherwise, Pope Delt would have used it on himself long ago to allow himself to rule the Holy See permanently, so there would be no need to plan for a change of power in the Holy See.
Could it be that he has really had enough life and is ready to return to the embrace of the true God?
Anyway, St. George didn't believe it, especially after almost dying once.
He would rather struggle, climb out of the explosion and sea of fire, endure the pain of large-scale burns and ulcers on his skin, and linger on, rather than accept the call of the true God. In addition to the unwillingness and nostalgia in his heart, it is also because he has a moment of
My faith is shaken, and I doubt whether I will be truly favored by the God of Truth after death, be guided to the Kingdom of God by the messenger of the True God, see the face of the True God with my own eyes, and listen to the teachings of the True God with my own ears.
After all, this kind of thing only exists in word of mouth, and no one has really confirmed it.
This kind of wavering only lasted until he truly heard the voice of the true God and felt the power of the true God.
At that moment, in addition to being ecstatic, there was also endless self-blame for having shaken everything I believed in.
It's a pity that that exchange was too short. Afterwards, Saint George tried all methods but could not hear the voice of the true God again, even if he put himself on the edge of death again.
If the power given by the true God hadn't rolled through his body, he might have doubted that he had auditory hallucinations when he was on the verge of death, as Pope Delt said.
As time went by, feeling the unique power given by the true God, Saint George not only no longer doubted this, but became more convinced of what he heard and felt, and looked forward to another communication with the true God.
If you can hold the Oracle Scepter, you will be able to obtain the complete Oracle of the God of Truth.
Because the Oracle Scepter has another function, that is, the person holding it can more easily listen to the teachings of the God of Truth, and can even actively communicate with the God of Truth.
"Answer my question." Pope Delt paused his oracle scepter again, and the anger in his expression became even stronger.
St. George's various abnormal behaviors made him feel a little uneasy in his heart.
As the core of the rule, once the cardinal's faith is shaken, it will definitely be a big deal for the Holy Ether Church, and it can even have a drastic impact and shock on their rule and structure.
Pope Delt, who ruled the Holy See of Etherium for a full century, knew very well that the greatest enemy of the faith did not come from outside.
External pressure and enemies will only make them more united and stronger.
The greatest enemy of faith is always themselves, coming from within themselves.
Once their beliefs are shaken, they will deny everything they believed in in the past, and many people will even go to the other extreme.
Pope Delt is not uncommon for such people, and these people are another main target of the Sword of Saint Ether.
It's just that in the past, this kind of situation mainly appeared among low-level believers, and the influence and impact it could cause was quite limited.
The most serious situation that Pope Delt experienced was undoubtedly the wavering of faith caused by Darnell, the former leader of the Sword of Saint Ether.
Because his faith was shaken, he could not trust the several groups of members of the Sword of Saint Ether that he personally brought out. However, they were the backbone of the Sword of Saint Ether.
To be continued...