Data Wasteland - Chapter 875th Refuge

“You, what do you want to do!”

The young monk was obviously frightened by Triliss’s aura, but his mouth was still very hard, and his neck flushed and shouted, “This is the Holy Light, the sanctuary of the true god, not where you go wild!”

I don’t know if this monk is too young, or too confident about the Holy Angels of the Holy See, or was over-brainwashed by the above and lost the most basic ability of judgment, or is too pious, thinking of himself as Martyrs who do not fear power and death, so that they lose the awe they deserve in front of the supreme powerful.

“It’s noisy.”

Triliss frowned slightly and made a slight complaint. Out of the corner of Chen Xing’s eyes, he immediately noticed that Triliss’ eyes showed a hint of cold light.

At the same time, there was a cold wind blowing around without warning, and it lightly passed across the skin, bringing a cold chill.

not good!

Do bad things!

Chen Xing was shocked. Based on his understanding of this woman during this period, this was a sign that she was going to kill. Not to mention that they are here today to ask for help. They can’t take the initiative to take the initiative. The Holy Angel Legion sits on the top of the list. If there is a conflict, I am afraid it will not be good for them.

Chen Xing was about to stop it, but it was too late. Two black shadows appeared behind the young monk at the same time. The dazzling cold light cut through the air and hit each other’s neck one by one.

Seeing that blood was about to splash on the spot, a strong golden light suddenly burst out of the young monk’s body. The two deadly rippers seemed to hit the shield and bounced away at the same time.

“The Queen came to visit suddenly, and we were not able to meet you in time. I’m really sorry, sorry!”

An old man wearing a high crown and a red robe walked out of the church. The old man has a kind face and a kind smile on his face, which makes it easy for people to feel intimacy.

This old man is the current pope of the Holy Light Church who had a close relationship with Chen Xing.

“The Pope, she…”

The young monk glanced at Triliss, opened his mouth to complain about something, but was immediately stopped by the pope with a stern look, and swallowed the words abruptly. He lowered his head and ran away dingy.

But he didn’t know that he was only one step away from the death **** just now. If the Pope hadn’t made it in time, he would have fallen to the ground.

The two demon mothers and daughters, Triliss and Aaliyah, have a common characteristic, that is, they are willful and cruel, and they are only emotional. To say something nice is unrestrained and unscrupulous, to say something ugly is unscrupulous, it is always a murder

However, at night, even at the door of the Holy See, he would not hesitate to kill anyone if he wanted to kill. The big deal would be to fight with the Holy Angel Legion.

Probably the old pope was also very aware of Triliss’s character. He didn’t get angry because of it. On the contrary, he was amiable and apologized constantly, just like coaxing a wayward little girl.

The reason is simple. Either fight or settle the matter. Obviously the Pope chose the latter. As for reasoning or something, it does not apply to Triliss at all.

But there is actually a third option, which is to work until she takes it, but this option has been monopolized by Chen Xing.

“Oh, isn’t this Mr. Chen Xing the last time?” The old pope saw Chen Xing and immediately made a look of surprise, “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen him, how is my health recently?”

Although it is very fake and contrived, Chen Xing did not break, and pretended to be kind, “It’s me, I took care of you last time.”

Chen Xing bowed his hands and showed respect. On the one hand, I did receive the favor of others last time, and on the other hand, I came to inquire about the Holy Grail today.

Chen Xing remembered that in the history of the Holy See to the public, the previous Pope “Mitsius the Patron” chose self-sacrifice for the future of the Holy Light Church. He used secret methods to transfer his “sacred realm” to the “Holy Grail”.

In other words, the Holy Grail is the container of the Holy Angel Legion, but why are there fragments of the Holy Grail in Noyce’s treasury?

Isn’t it the same holy grail?

He must figure this out first, and then see if he has a chance to gather all the pieces. You know, there are not many undercurrent relics that can resonate strongly with him.

“The two adults are visiting today, is there anything wrong?” the old pope asked.

Chen Xing showed the fragments of the Holy Grail to the other party, “I’m here for this.”

When they reach their level, there is no need to circumscribe.

The old pope looked at the fragments of the Holy Grail without a stunned expression on his face. He obviously knew the origin of this thing. Then he looked at Triliss and Chen Xing again, and said meaningfully, “Let’s go in first. Sit down.”

The old pope invited, “The two came from afar, so you can’t just stand at the door like this and don’t even drink your saliva.”

Chen Xing and Cuilisi exchanged glances, the latter nodded slightly, and the two walked in with the old pope.

After a while, the three of them came to an empty hall. The corners were filled with books and scrolls, and in the middle was a plain

The reception table is neatly arranged with two rows of high-back chairs.

The dome is very high, more than ten meters long, with a skylight of stained glass above the head. The decoration atmosphere is solemn and academic.

“Please sit down.”

The old pope greeted the two to sit down, then held back the monks around him, and poured water on them himself.

“Can you tell me about the Holy Grail?” Chen Xing couldn’t wait, and after drinking, asked before the cup was put down.

“This…” The old pope hesitated for a while, and refused, “I’m afraid it’s not very convenient.”

“Old fellow, what do you mean?” Triliss’ eyebrows were raised, like two swordsman’s blades, revealing murderous aura.

Chen Xing gently patted the back of Triliss’s hand and motioned her not to be impulsive. Since the old pope invited them in and backed away, it must have another meaning.

If you want to refuse, you can do it outside, so why bother?

“Is there any difficulty?” Chen Xing asked.

“The Holy Grail is a sacred object of this religion. It is of great importance and cannot be disclosed to outsiders.” The old pope said.

“Are there no exceptions?” Chen Xing asked again.

The old pope shook his head, his tone firm, “Since the light came into the world, there have been no exceptions.”

Chen Xing spread his hands, “Then why are we still sitting here?”

His subtext is, don’t be circumstance, hurry up to dinner.

“Unless…” The old pope looked a little hesitant and paused for a while before saying, “Unless you are a believer in the Holy Light.”

“Accept our baptism and take refuge in the teachings of the Holy Light.”

The old pope finally made a condition that Chen Xing joined the Holy Light Church.

“This…” Now it was Chen Xing’s turn to be embarrassed. He grew up under the red flag and has been an atheist since childhood. Suddenly let him believe in religion, which is absolutely impossible.

“Just forget it…” Chen Xing grabbed his hair and said, “I’m not a good person.”

“The God of Light will forgive your sins.” The old Pope said.

“No, no, I’m so guilty that I’m not saved anymore.”

“Even the devil, as long as he repents just before he goes to hell, the Holy Light will guide the lost lamb into heaven.” The old pope said sincerely, looking like an old **** stick.