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The scene in front of him made Wu Hao suddenly hesitate. The thoughts in his mind rotated quickly like a storm.

It is obvious that if this big tomb is the legendary wedding hall in the game, then this problem will be a big deal. The problem involved is not only who is buried here, but also the long-standing era, the dead king who signed the contract.

"Is the dead king resurrection related to the king of darkness or the king of time suspected to be the future or past?"

Wu Hao pondered silently, thinking.

The huge tomb not only contains profound secrets, but even the remaining sun rune marks are included. Wu Hao must find a way to get this thing, and he will never allow it to flow out.

After all, if these marks are combined, it is very likely that the sun rune that has long been missing will be found. The power of this rune is almost like a god in legend.

He could not let it go.

But, are you going in?

It's too dangerous inside. If you enter like this, you may just fall into the trap of some guys. For example, the mysterious and so-called eyes that are staring behind you.

Just when Wu Hao was a little hesitant and couldn't hold it.

Sudden

He raised his head suddenly, stared at the distance, as if he had penetrated the endless void, and saw that in a very distant place, the white light soaring into the sky spread out in a beautiful main city with white snow.

"Is there something calling His attention?"

"Interestingly, can't these little mice sneaking into the back garden be able to hold back so quickly?"

"Maybe it is believed that the King of Time and the King of Natural Disasters have been silent?"

With a cold expression, Wu Hao sneered and his body suddenly disappeared.

Not long after He disappeared, bursts of shaking sounds came from the cracked tomb, as if something was slowly climbing out. Along with it, there were waves of sighs and murmurs.

Time goes by a short period of time.

The snowy realm, the snowy city.

Everyone woke up completely in the floating strange white snow.

Just like humans in other main urban areas, the humans in Xueman City were a little panicked at first, not understanding why they suddenly appeared in this strange world.

But soon all the people in the city became quiet.

This is completely different from that of humans in other cities because they have faith and a common backbone.

The new pope appeared.

No, it is the saint of the world, the god walking on the earth!

A few minutes before

In the underground corridor.

The new pope's mind was still frozen in that dazzling golden light, and in the surrounding time and space. Except for himself, it seemed that he had been fixed.

The air, the archbishops in other areas, and even the lights, everything was frozen.

However, just when he saw God, his mind was shocked and before he could react, everything had disappeared.

Frozen out of here!

The golden light disappeared!

The gasps of humans around him slowly came to his mind. From the corner of his eyes, he could still see the slowly disappearing golden light and the figure of God that could not be erased from his mind.

"Adult, your body and hands"

"Oh my God, is this a miracle?"

Suddenly, the bishops in other regions around them exclaimed one by one, their tone filled with incredible expressions.

Originally, several other bishops were looking at books and carefully searching for the mystery of the disappearance of the previous pope, and various clues were constantly connected in their minds.

But unexpectedly, as soon as I looked up, I saw a golden light flashing in the corner of my eyes. Under the dim light, the Pope, who was originally holding the strange golden fur, at some point, had turned into a white wing.

How holy this wing is, full of mysterious and supreme aura, like sacred, like light, like the primitiveness of everything.

Seeing it is like seeing the Lord in the dark.

And, what is even more shocking is.

Under the white light of the wings, the originally gray-haired Pope continued to recover from his youth at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like time was flowing back.

The white hair turned into black hair and wrinkles disappeared. The body, which was originally slightly hunched due to fatigue, became straighter little by little.

Sixty years old

Fifty years old

Forty years old

Thirty years old!

In the end, the image of the Pope was frozen at the peak of the thirty years old. At the same time, a pair of slightly transparent white wings that were three or four meters wide spread out also appeared behind him.

The former Pope's robe turned into extremely gorgeous, covered with patterns, and strange marks like the bell pointer.

On the pope's forehead, a faint white mark appeared, which seemed to be a pair of holy wings.

"Angelic Wings!"

Everyone couldn't help but say these four words. Only the wings of the angel in the biography can have such an aura and give people such a huge shock.

Only then will it make people turn back time and bring back life to life.

This is something that only God's servant, the greatest angel, can do.

"Miracles, miracles!"

"Pope, Pope, what you have in your hands"

The other bishops could no longer hold on and thumped and knelt on the ground.

There was a loud noise.

The scene of the coming miracle of the god of faith has appeared countless times in their fantasy.

But everyone knows that it is just a fantasy. Even if they have a very firm belief, they have never expected a real miracle to come.

That's unrealistic!

It's also not scientific!

However, it is now! Just as they were looking for the puzzle of the disappearance of the former Pope, the miracle suddenly came.

It came to the current pope!

When this shocked them, their hearts were filled with jealousy and envy, and all kinds of emotions surged into their hearts, like a mixed bottle of flavors.

Why not me?

Why didn’t I give up and strive for the new Pope? Maybe I will be the one who has won the miracle now!

Everyone looked at the white feather in the pope's hand with a fiery look, and at the huge wings behind him, the thoughts in his heart were simply undescriptive.

They are waiting, waiting for the Pope to give a sure message.

"In the future, please call me a saint! I am the spokesperson of God in the world."

The Pope also tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart. On the surface, he remained calm and loud, and he was learning about the posture of God.

At the same time, he also put the feather in his arms. He did not answer the questions of several people directly, but instead said that he would change his name.

However, when hearing the word "Saint", the other bishops' expressions changed again and again.

That expression of envy, jealousy and hatred, coupled with a look of regret, floated on the face.

There are these two words, and it goes without saying.

They were jealous and envious. Seeing that the Pope, who now calls himself a saint, put his white feathers in his arms, the unwillingness in his eyes was almost uncontrollable.

Damn, why not me!

This sentence roared out from the hearts of several people again.

But no one dares to say it out.

The majesty of the living saints cannot be touched
Chapter completed!