The male protagonist of the quick wear is obsessed with me

Chapter 213 Did the Saint Dream Today?

The girl's bright eyes curved into a beautiful arc, like flowers blooming in spring, exuding charming fragrance. Perhaps she had smiled for too long, and tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, which turned red, and her eyelashes were wet.

The Pope sat quietly by the side, looked at her for a few seconds, then slowly stood up and walked over, stretching out his wide sleeves to gently wipe her tears.

"Is it that funny?"

Wei Mingyu covered her mouth, her porcelain-white face flushed, and asked him, "Why are you here?"

The Pope replied: "Always have been, and always will be."

He knew what the girl meant by her question, and he had no intention of hiding it, but he didn't expect to be discovered so soon.

When the maid came to him just now, he hesitated, but he couldn't overcome the worry in his heart.

He seemed to have been overly indulgent and pampering this child from the very beginning.

Wei Mingyu didn't notice that the Pope was distracted. He looked at him with a look of annoyance and asked, "Then how should I call you from now on?"

His Holiness: "Call me whatever you want."

"gold?"

"Ah."

"Jin." The girl said his name with a smile.

The Pope, also known as the God of Light, nodded slightly and replied, "Yes, I'm here."

After calling out the name twice in a childish manner, Wei Mingyu came over curiously and gently tapped the corner of the God of Light's eyes with his fingertips.

"Strange, where is the teardrop mole at the corner of your eye?"

In her dream, she clearly remembered that there was a red mole at the corner of Jin's eye.

However, the statue of the God of Light in the Vatican did not have this teardrop mole. She guessed that it was probably to avoid destroying the majestic and holy image of the God of Light.

After all, that teardrop mole is somewhat charming.

After asking this question, Wei Mingyu actually had the answer in his mind.

Jin must have covered up the teardrop mole with magic.

however.

Under the girl's sparkling gaze, the God of Light lowered his long snow-white eyelashes and remained silent for a long time.

"What's wrong? Can't you tell me?" Wei Mingyu's sapphire eyes widened slightly and he looked at him in disbelief.

She didn't know that just a simple question could bring down the God of Light.

"No."

Jin shook his head slightly and explained, "The previous body fell into a deep sleep along with the Celestial Realm. I am now using my clone."

Wei Mingyu's chest felt tight, and a sour feeling as if he had drunk unsweetened lemon juice was surging in his heart.

Yin had given her a brief account of the war between gods, and she knew how dangerous it was just by listening to it.

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In the next few days, Wei Mingyu stayed in the Vatican obediently. During the day, he would occasionally go to Jin to ask him for guidance on magic, or he would go to supervise Langdon's sword practice.

At night, she usually went to the underworld and chatted with Yin about interesting things in heaven.

When she woke up, she would find Jin had entered her room at some point and was sitting not far from the bed reading a book.

The days passed one by one, and a month and a half later.

The Holy Land Knights and Cardinals who went to the Beast God Grassland brought back a lot of news.

"What? The pagans united to resurrect an ancient god?" Bishop Lot couldn't help but shout out after he received the encrypted letter and opened it.

According to reliable intelligence, there are only four powerful saints among the pagans. Logically speaking, they cannot pose any threat to the Holy See of Light.

However, a Sanctuary Knight who could exert the power of a demigod appeared among the pagans. He was none other than the Knight Rhodes who had previously guarded Her Highness Yolanda.

Rhodes had served in the Vatican for ten years and was familiar with its structure and personnel. He set traps in a targeted manner, and with his demigod strength, he easily captured many people in the Vatican.

Recently, he even resurrected a god, the Goddess of Life, by offering blood sacrifices to some monsters and humans in the Fantasy Star Sea and the Firefly Forest.

Thousands of years ago during the War of Gods, the Goddess of Life fell in the Firefly Forest, but her divinity had long been shattered and taken away. If she were to be resurrected, her strength would not be higher than that of a demigod.

The Pope, who was sitting at the head of the group, spoke in a cold and unhurried voice, "Don't be afraid. The Goddess of Life has not been resurrected. Rhodes has infused the remaining power of the Goddess of Life into Hill's body, allowing her to gain some of the power of God."

Using this method to obtain divine power, Hill's life would burn out quickly. Based on the 300-year lifespan of a great magician, she could only live for 20 years at most.

This is under the premise that she does not use her strength, otherwise, her life will burn out even faster.

"Your Holiness, we should send more powerful men from the Holy Land to wipe them out. As for the two traitors, Rhodes and Hill, let the two archbishops suppress them."

In the conference hall, a cardinal sitting in the middle stood up.

Although there are many powerful people in the Holy See of Light, there are only two archbishops besides the Pope who possess the power of demigods.

These two archbishops are both well-known and renowned demigod-level powerful beings. It should be no problem for them to suppress the two newcomers who have just entered the demigod realm.

As soon as these words were spoken, they received an enthusiastic response from the other cardinals and the knights of the Holy Land. They all begged the Pope to allow them to march to the Beast God Grassland.

"Your Holiness, please allow us to go to the Beast God Grassland for a battle!"

At this time, Wei Mingyu was sitting on the second seat to the right of the Pope, and above her sat an Archbishop named Cliff.

Archbishop Cliff was as burly as a lion, with thick beard standing up like steel needles, and his eyes were sharp as lightning, exuding a wild and domineering aura. He looked like a battle-hardened warrior.

"I am willing to go and take the traitor's head and present it to the great God of Light." Archbishop Cliff said excitedly, and put his strong right hand against his broad chest. His voice was heroic and rough, full of confidence and determination.

"Hermann is also willing to fight!" Another archbishop stood up and also asked to fight, expressing his willingness to join the operation.

The Pope slowly raised his hand and pressed it down lightly, and the originally noisy meeting room instantly became quiet.

He glanced at everyone present, and then said solemnly: "Then I'll leave it to the two archbishops and everyone present."

In the next three days, the entire Holy See of Light was in a tense state of preparation for war.

Soldiers sharpened their weapons, magicians prepared their magic items, and priests prayed and blessed, all of them making final preparations for the upcoming battle.

Finally, one morning, when the sun had just risen, the two archbishops led an elite team composed of powerful men from the Holy Land, riding fast horses, and galloped towards the Beast God Grassland like a whirlwind.

Their figures are particularly dazzling in the sun, as if representing light and justice.

As this powerful army entered the Beast God Grassland, the war between the Holy See of Light and the pagans officially began.

This war will be a brutal contest, and both sides will do their best to fight for the glory of victory.

Behind this war, there are countless conspiracies, betrayals and sacrifices. Only the final winner can uncover the truth of it all.