Gloria Dey Church.

It is known as the oldest church in Philadelphia, and even one of the earliest churches in the United States. It is not...it itself was established before the United States exists.

Originally, this place was a tourist attraction, and it was usually crowded with people, but now it is as calm as a quiet lake.

In the center of the magnificent church, in front of the tall statue of the Holy Father, dozens of candles lit up. The sunlight came in from behind the colorful glass window, folding out gorgeous spots. Various religious sculptures stood around, and behind the surrounding walls, the priests, pastors, and nuns of this ancient church crossed their fingers devoutly and murmured.

The door of the prayer hall was closed, and the whispering sounds could even be transmitted through the cracks of the door. There were only two people in front of the statue of the Holy Father.

Cardinal Fenango, next to him, was followed by an old man.

The other party's hair and beard were all white, his eyebrows were pulled down to reach his cheekbones, his beard and chest. His eyes seemed to never be able to open. He could not tell his age, but only the wrinkles on his face under his cloak.

He was wearing a brown cloth robe and looked very worn. He was tied to his waist with a straw rope and a golden cross - this was probably the most valuable thing in his body.

In the prayer hall, only Fenango could hear the chanting of scriptures. Today he changed into a white priest robe, and he crawled on the ground like a blooming white rose. I don’t know how long it took before he stood up. He sighed leisurely: “I didn’t expect you to come too…Orn Spears…”

Orn closed his hands together, his eyebrows slightly twitched, and his voice was a little hoarse: "As the only ascetic among the cardinals, I must not come."

Fenango smiled bitterly: "The Cardinals actually got two... it was my fault."

Orn's expression was unmoved: "We are one, belonging to the distraction of the Pope's crown. God has given the crown unique power, and he is the only one for thousands of years. Your fault is mine, and his fault."

"We are fascinated by the world."

Fernango sighed lightly.

As the seven cardinals on the surface, one of the seven clones of the pope secretly, he could do this with the help of a complete "saint remains", which is already the supreme reward given by God. As he knows, no duke can divide a clone of the same level, whether in the human world or in the underworld. This is the grace that can only be obtained by serving the Creator God.

It is also the world's largest religion, with the confidence of 3 billion religious believers.

In 2012, major sects including Christianity, Catholicism, and the Anti-Cult have 2.5 billion believers, and in 2018, it exceeded 2.8 billion... and now, it has already exceeded 3 billion mark.

One-third of the world's population believes in them!

However, such a huge congregation has accumulated over thousands of years with magnificent churches, classic religious poems, music, sculptures that can be chanted, and artistic treasures. This is a huge amount of wealth!

To preach, you need money!

Therefore, when the organization with the most money in the world finds them, they know that the other party is the hiding place of the demon, it is difficult for them to refuse.

Not to mention...the right to preach the last few countries in South Africa has opened up.

"I've been neglected." Fenango's Adam's apple moved, and a trace of regret appeared on his old face: "I shouldn't have given the holy mark to Udir... I believe him too much. I should believe the Pope's comments."

Orn said slowly: "The Pope didn't want to promote Udir as the Paladin captain. He told us that Udir has been blinded by hatred. His personality is too impulsive and irritable. It is not suitable for being a leader."

Crack... At this moment, the statue of the Holy Father suddenly cracked

A crack started from the forehead. Immediately afterwards, the tiny cracks cracked down along the way.

Fenango seemed to be unable to see that, suddenly said, "You are responsible for accepting the defense of Philadelphia, I am responsible for starting 'it', so... what's going on now?"

Orn finally opened his eyes.

His eyes were pure white, only white, and no pupils. However, he looked at Fenango's eyes accurately and said in a deep voice: "The script of Death is over, and there are twelve days left."

"Just three hours ago, the twenty-three 'Sea Monster'-class warships of the Black Pearl drove out of the Caribbean Sea. The twenty-two warships of the Black Tulip and the twenty-two warships of the Red Furnace were guarding the eastern seas of the United States. According to our agreement, they will not enter the sea until that day."

"'Seven-Eyed Black Wolf King' Brando DuPont, 'Bloody Tearman' Yarot Rockefeller' has led their legion to control the entire Philadelphia. Also waiting."

"As for us... we are two, plus the three holy marks we carry to protect ‘it’, we can instantly reach a total of five earthly angels. No one should be looking for us."

Caracala... The cracks have spread throughout the statue of the Holy Father. Fenango retracted his gaze and said in a complicated manner: "As the defenders, we allow these demons to enter the most important country and the oldest city in the New World...Aunn, do you think...we are really doing it right?"

Orn closed his hands together and lowered his head: "This is God's will."

“It’s all for our faith.”

Fernango didn't speak, and the next second, the entire statue of the Holy Father exploded. However, the fragments were suspended in the air as if they were weightless. Each piece of fragment was connected with a golden light, which gathered into the center of the original statue of the Holy Father and condensed into a spear made of golden light!

It is about two meters long. It cannot see the prototype clearly in the hazy state, and can only feel... a bloody smell and a holy smell are combined into one, and the tsunami hit the entire hall like a tsunami.

The sing of sacred singing sounded in the air, and the candles from all directions rose, igniting a full meter! The entire hall was painted with a bright red color and then disappeared without a trace. Only thousands of holy lights cleaned everything.

God-killing Gun.Langinus!

Fenango took a deep breath and suddenly pressed his hand to the ground. In an instant, ripples appeared on the ground, blooming like a pool. A golden coffin made of gold, and a gem-filled golden coffin slowly floated up from below. As the coffin lid opened, the God-killing spear turned into a stream of light and rushed into it. Then, the huge coffin was carried on his back.

The two and a half meters coffin, compared to the one-seven meters Fenango, was like a mountain, but it did not make him bend his back.

"From now on, I will wait here for twelve days! I will not take a step! I will not meet anyone! The church of Gloria Deyi is temporarily closed from this moment! Without a summoning, no one is allowed to approach the prayer hall!" His voice swept through the church like a storm: "Whenever there is any heresy approaching within fifteen days, killing it all!"

"Affect your instructions!" Many voices answered hard from all directions.

Orn said lightly: "Five hundred meters away from here, the three Paladin captains are in place. The monks are also here. All the barons and Count-level clergy in Philadelphia, Washington, and all the barons of the Earl level have arrived overnight to ensure that the gun of Longineus is foolproof."

He glanced at Fernango: "But, your expression still seems to be a little worried? My friend, what are you worried about?"

Fernango didn't speak.

The figure of the Chinese yin-cancer who played with everyone in his hands that day flashed through his mind.

What does he want?

What is he looking for?

"You said... the underworld of China, will it be introduced

"A few seconds later, he asked hesitantly.

Ornn's eyes flashed and he whispered: "If he were smart, he wouldn't."

"Brando and Yarot have already investigated. He did not follow the path of the world and enter the United States. You should know how powerful their power is in the world. And in the underworld... the two governors of the Red Shirt Black Hawk County took action together to verify that there is no high-level Chinese secret misunderstanding entering the American underworld. Do you understand this?"

"If the Yinma of the Huaguo who had appeared before had to take action, he would most likely be alone. And twelve days later...who gathered in Philadelphia, plus you and me, four dukes, marquis and more than five, and more than sixty fleets... No, this does not include the Red Shirts and Black Hawks of the Underworld. Even Yan Luo can't do anything."

"If he really wants to do it..." His eyes narrowed, and then he said firmly: "It's really looking for death!"

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Philadelphia, Hilton Hotel, Presidential Suite.

Hilton Hotel is one of the three major hotels in the United States. The other two are Marriott and Starwood. The famous Sheraton hotel brand is the industry under Starwood.

As a brand hotel, their presidential suite is naturally luxurious. The ancient European style decoration is as soft as if it is about to sink into it. However, there were only two people in the huge room, and even all the waiters were rejected.

"You should change your stink of a thousand years." Yarot Rockefeller spread out the newspaper and read with interest. He said, "Irritability will not solve any problem, we have done the best. Some small episodes will not affect the final consequences."

In front of the window with floor-to-ceiling curtains, Brando's tall figure was standing there with a top-notch cigar lighted. He was wearing a precious custom suit, putting one hand in his pants pocket and gently pinching the cigar with the other. The platinum diamond ring on his finger reflected the glory of wealth.

"A little episode?" He sneered, looking at the scar on his face, his muscles cramped, and the scar twisted like an ugly earthworm, grinding his teeth: "This 'little episode' made the three Caribbean giants furious. They can still reach the level of the God of Death. However, they cannot obtain the inheritance of the Smoke Mirror - they had the hope of removing the other's magical skills and secrets from each other's mind, now?"

He hooked his fingers and a crystal ashtray flew over. He flicked it and grinded his teeth and said with a smile: "They can only have the Yin Qi of the God of Death at most, and it is powerless but not used magic. This has also led to the stagnation of our negotiations on the ports of the Underworld. Do you actually call it a small episode?"

"At least they are expected to take that position." The newspaper of the monk Yarot narrowed his eyes: "The worst thing is to get nothing. Speaking of this... Brando, is there any news about that Chinese Yama?"

Brando irritated and knocked out the cigar, and her teeth in her mouth were kagging and stretching: "No!"

"He entered the underworld! Now the underworld... no one dares to go! So... no one knows whether he will appear again!"

He turned his head and looked at Yarot with red eyes: "He is the biggest variable!"

A fierce light flashed in Yarot's eyes: "I know...so, the whole of Philadelphia is now under my surveillance. Don't worry about your wolf cubs, the eyes on the ground will never be as good as those in the air."

"Because we are here, the resentful spirits from all directions have fled, and the rest have been hidden. Now, there are only humans here, and us!"

"I will receive any trace of yin energy immediately! Since he dares to reach out, he must be prepared to be sold!"
Chapter completed!