In the chamber of the Temple of Justice, a round table with a diameter of nearly five meters occupied most of the space.

A half-meter-high golden balance is placed in the center of the round table, without any decoration, and around the balance is a hand-woven cloth blanket with hollowed-out in the middle.

At this time, several people were sitting around the round table, including knights wearing heavy armor and helmets on the table in front of them; there were paladins wearing large windbreakers and only sleeveless leather armor inside; there were archbishops wearing exquisite and gorgeous robes of the Justice Sect, and an old man sitting on the main seat of the round table, looking almost the same as the old man among ordinary citizens.

The sunset is setting outside the window, and the afterglow of the setting sun is shining on the statue of the God of Justice standing in the square.

"How is the investigation result?"

The old man lowered his eyelids, but his voice was full of energy.

"The Pope's Crown, according to the verdict's verification, Julia's body was sealed with a special soul containing huge energy, and Semyr Garcia sealed the body that could accommodate this soul with the innate ability of the Garcia family."

Someone stood up and held a report with a top-down statement.

"Soul, body...the Deep Cult is trying to attack Rapagad with these two things?"

"This soul is not an ordinary soul. It contains powerful and pure power of light. The body is also a rare existence. After several tests, we concluded that the potential of this body is very terrifying. He seems to be able to master the talents related to light... At present, it seems that the growth rate of the soul and body is extremely fast. Just in the time we conduct the detection, the energy fluctuations between them are no less than those of the awakened alien. If this situation is allowed to continue, it may only take more than a dozen hours, and its abilities will grow leap forward again."

The knights looked a little unnatural when reporting. Even though they had served in the Temple of Justice for a long time, they had never seen such a special situation.

The growth of ability is a good thing for most people, let alone this surge without any side effects, which is naturally even more good, but what if the person who controls this power has no thoughts at all?

The body and soul do not have any consciousness. It is like a bomb without a remote control, and its equivalent is still increasing...

Not to mention that no one knows when it will explode and in what way it will explode.

"Can't you use divine art to seal this change?"

"I'm afraid not. This is an internal change. It is not a human being, it is just a strange creature formed by energy. Similar examples have never appeared. The experience we have accumulated in the past days cannot be used here."

This is an unprecedented energy collection, and even the Temple of Justice has to feel a headache about it, and there is no discussion on how Donald and his group will deal with it for the time being.

After all, matters are prioritized.

"The most important thing now is to find a way to deal with it, find a place to destroy or seal it. This is the best solution. The letter sent by the Demingham Municipal Government mentioned that it is a trap prepared by the Secret Sect. I think it is better to deal with it simply and neatly than to think about these complex problems here."

This body and soul have become stronger and stronger as time goes by, which means it is becoming increasingly difficult to control. It is also a blessing that this is the Temple of Justice. If it were other places, something would have happened long ago.

"Then how can you ensure that you will not cause other accidents when destroying it? Since it is the plan of the Secret Sect, how can it be as simple as you think?"

On the right side of the round table, the Archbishop continued,

"We have been investigating the planning of the Secret Sect in recent years. Although they have covered it up very well, it is certain that they are not dormant for so long because they are unable to cause wind and waves, but are planning some conspiracies. I suspect that this so-called "Son" is just a bait for them. If we make a rash decision, it may hit their minds. If we did not have to worry too much in the past, but now..."

When the Archbishop said this, he stopped talking, and the entire chamber was silent for a moment.

"The meeting was suspended."

Not long after the silence was over, the old man suddenly stood up and started walking out. Everyone next to him was a little surprised for a moment.

The meeting was less than ten minutes into the beginning, and the discussion of things was not clear. Is this the end?

"The Pope, we..."

Some people get up and try to keep them. After all, the problems they are facing are quite difficult now, and it is unreasonable that those who hold the final decision do not make a decision.

But he was only halfway through his words, and there was no Pope in the chamber.

"The Pope's Crown should have urgent matters, so he left. Perhaps he will call us again soon, so we will go and do our own business first."

The Archbishop stood up helplessly and said, "This is the first time he has seen the Pope's ability directly in the Temple of Justice under the Pope's crown. He knows in his heart that there must be something very important to him, so he naturally cannot forgive him at this time."

Where did the Pope go?

After leaving the Temple of Justice, he appeared at the top of Rapagad almost immediately.

The true top of the mountain, not the location of the peak where the Temple of Justice is located.

Someone was standing there, with his long gray hair and beard fluttering in the wind on the top of the mountain, while he was wearing a very ancient-looking leather armor, with a disabled right hand, only his wrist, no palm, and a hammer with inscriptions engraved on his waist and a long sword of ordinary style.

"Here you come."

He seemed to feel someone appearing behind him, and he said without looking back.

"you......"

The Pope, who was admired and worshipped by millions of believers of the Justice Sect, seemed to have become a child who had never seen the world before in front of this old man. He stood there at a loss, either kneeling or standing.

How many years have you not seen him?

Twenty-three years, six months and five days.

He remembered it clearly.

"Don't be nervous, you've done a good job over the years...it should be said to be very good."

It seems that he is a little hesitant for seldom praising others, but this still makes the Pope behind him smile.

"I looked for you because of one thing, about the body you have and the soul that matches you. I need a body that can move in the world, which is very suitable."

He always speaks straightforwardly and straightforwardly, so this time, there is naturally a reason.

"You want to walk in the world?"

"It's nothing to tell you about some things. It won't take long to get the world into a great crisis. Order must be maintained. Justice and justice should last forever in the world, and I cannot stay out of it."

At this moment, he stood on the top of the mountain, and the light creeping on his body was vaguely surging even the Pope had to lower his head and dared not look directly at him.

"Can......"

"I know what you want to say is nothing more than their origins. Don't worry, I will control them. There will be no problem. You can also help you solve this difficult thing. You have to understand that no matter what conspiracy is, it is meaningless in front of me."

In his eyes, human beings are just human beings after all, and their existence itself is the best weapon to defeat all conspiracies.

This is a contest at different levels, the gap between the two sides is like a natural barrier, and he has an absolute advantage.

There is no doubt about this.

This is indeed the case.

But humans are not as useless as he imagined...

For example, Donald, who was staying in the prison of the Inquisition at this time.

He sank his thoughts to the deepest point, looked down at the golden threads surrounding himself in a gray robe. If he looked closely, he seemed to have some extremely thin threads in the void.

"Ha, it seems Victor is doing pretty well, or is it actually because of my performance at Komuer?"

After spending a little time thinking about the origin of these weak powers of faith, Donald quickly focused on calling them again.

The power of mortals is useless, but the power of faith can always be used, right?

The next second there was an invisible power flowing at the fingertips. Donald chuckled and then controlled them to wrap around a ring that had not been used for a long time.

"You guy, you have reached the point where you are now and are almost surpassing your father..."

The dark golden skeleton appeared on the ring again, and the voice of the carnivorous doctor Hannibal appeared directly in Donald's mind.

"Nearly surpassing?"
Chapter completed!