Thriller Trainee

142. Judgment Day

The cathedral is brightly lit, with layers of light spots on the granite floor that has a very symmetrical structure, illuminating the holy fruits entwined with vine patterns.

The winter scapular worn by the Pope was made of velvet trimmed with white mink fur. The edges were lined with intricate gold threads, and the hem trailed to the clean and shiny floor. He wears a triple crown on his head, a white gold holy belt on his body, a gold bishop's scepter in his left hand, and a ruby ​​​​ring on his right hand, symbolizing the supreme representative of Christ in the world.

After the trainee was taken to the church by the police, the Pope finally turned around from the front of the altar.

His front face is as old as his back, with a layer of soft black hair hanging around his ears, and his immature face is not much bigger than an adult's hand. A pair of big eyes flickering, with long hanging eyelashes covering the flickering light inside, like the innocent little Cupid, the famous god of love in ancient Greek mythology.

It looked like the boy was only five or six years old. Not to mention wearing a heavy triple crown, he couldn't even hold the scepter firmly.

But he did hold it firmly. Not only did he hold it firmly, he even looked quite presentable when standing in front of the altar.

His back was straight and his face was serious. It was obvious that he was trying hard to portray himself as a dignified adult.

However, it is a pity that due to height reasons, one can see from the ground where the church stands that if it were not for the papal crown inlaid with countless luxurious gems on his head, the true height of the little pope would not be In fact, it's not much higher than the altar, and it's so cute that you can't help but laugh.

This little pope is just a six-year-old child. Although they were surprised, the trainees didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and so did the barrage.

[Wow, this little pope is so cute! 】

[Cute little boy awsl! Little Shota, mommy loves you! ! 】

[I don’t know why, but I always feel that this young lady looks so familiar? But I stared at him for a long time and couldn't seem to find anything specifically wrong... It's strange, forget it, ah ah ah, help, this kid is really cute, look. He looks so good]

Except Zongjiu.

The appearance of a six-year-old child has not yet grown, but from the Pope's delicate facial features since he was a child, one can already guess that his future appearance will definitely not be distorted.

Everyone couldn't immediately think of the devil, and one of them was probably because of his age.

The second possibility is that except for Zongjiu, the only impression other people have of No. 1 is that he was present during the second selection. In addition, his throne is at the highest point of the studio, so many people even It's hard to see clearly when you look up; as for Las Vegas, there are still only a few trainees who can squeeze into the inner circle of the Central Casino.

As for three...maybe it's because of temperament.

This smaller devil is completely different from the adult No.1. All aspects.

But Zongjiu was 100% sure that the little pope standing in front of him was his old enemy. As for the method he used to identify it, it can only be said that there was a wonderful telepathy between his old enemies. and intuition.

If you can't even recognize your old enemy, what's the point of calling yourself an old enemy?

Oh boy, the devil has become the pope.

The white-haired young man stood there with an indifferent expression.

Sure enough, this copy should be destroyed.

Anthony stood beside him. Although he had a bad temper because he had been a subordinate for many years, he was still very immersed in the art of observing words and emotions. Seeing him frowning, he immediately lowered his voice and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Zongjiu shook his head silently, "I'm not sure yet."

The demonic temperament in adulthood is easy to distinguish. It is the kind of sharp malice that is incompatible with the whole world. The madness in him is definitely the most morbid one that Zong Jiu has come into contact with since he passed through the book.

But now, even if it is certain that they are the same person, the aura on the little pope's body is so peaceful, and even if there is a bit of cunning revealed when the eyes move, it is the same as the adult devil's body, which is so thick that it makes people breathless. Evil thoughts are far away.

Even the color of the pupils is different.

The dark wizard has green eyes because he is a Nordic, Van Zhuo has red eyes because he is a vampire, and Zong Jiu has light pink eyes because the original owner has albinism and is born with a lack of synthetic melanin.

The devil's pupils are dark gold, which is very recognizable. This color is also called amber, which is incredibly rare.

The pupils of the little pope in front of him were a serious dark brown, ordinary and unremarkable. No matter how you looked at them, they were different from the cold and brilliant dark gold of No. 1.

"By the way, if you have the chance, try to find out as much news about the second main mission in the past few days."

Zong Jiu looked straight ahead and said in a voice that only Anthony could hear.

Anthony was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

"There's obviously something wrong with the first main line, not to mention you've heard that half-vampires most likely won't survive the Day of Judgment. What's wrong?"

The white-haired young man glanced at him with a half-smile, "If you take the first main line, you have to explain it here. Aren't you in a hurry?"

For a moment, the half-vampire felt a little confused about what it felt like.

He has always been quite hostile to magicians.

Ever since the other party won a lot of chips from him in Las Vegas and slapped him in the face in public, Anthony has been quite prejudiced against him. Due to His Highness's order, the deserted village dungeon suppressed his desire to add insult to injury. If he hadn't found out later that this person turned out to be His Highness's fiancée, and although the engagement was annulled, the news was shocking enough, and Anthony wouldn't have been as quiet as a chicken.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zong Jiu showed his absolute strength.

But this time, the other person clearly knew the prejudice he held. It doesn't even have to do with the team at all. After all, he is what the NPC himself calls a "naturally holy person."

After a long time, when even Zong Jiu thought that the other party would not speak again, Anthony muttered in a low voice.

"Got it."

“Welcome to the City of Goodness.”

While Zong Jiu and Anthony were whispering, the little pope spoke.

His eyes swept over everyone standing below, and stayed on the white-haired magician for a particularly long time.

Even the look gives people a completely different feeling.

Zong Jiu can almost rule out the possibility of disguise.

After a pause of almost five seconds, the little pope looked away.

"Dear guests who have come from afar, the journey is long and the journey is tiring. Please take a seat."

He walked down from the high platform, raised the hand with the ruby ​​​​ring, and motioned for the trainees to sit down on the black benches in the church.

The appearance of this little host makes people smile again.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but this cathedral in the town feels very comfortable.

Not only the believers praying around the church outside, but also the white doves that occasionally fly by the window corner, the scripture pages on the pulpit that are blown up by the wind, or the unknown mass burning indoors. The fragrance can make people's restless mood slowly calm down.

The trainees' tense bodies and minds began to relax and they sat down on their seats.

The seats are thoughtfully covered with soft cushions, so you won't feel cold when you sit down.

"I know you must have many doubts, please don't worry, I will explain them to you next."

The little pope's voice was childlike and innocent, and he spoke unhurriedly.

...

In the following time, he almost perfectly answered all the trainees’ confusions.

"The Day of Judgment is their appointed day—"

The little pope pointed to the sky and pretended to draw a cross on his chest, "There are still seven days, oh no, today is the first day, and the seventh day is Judgment Day. You still have five days to eliminate the sins on your arms. ”

"This city is called the City of Goodness, but since we are humans and not saints, we must be born with sin. As long as we have evil thoughts or commit crimes, the arms of the residents of this town will There will also be a black line of sin on it.”

he explained, motioning to the officer to pull back his sleeves.

The police officer understood immediately and whispered very quickly: "Praise Satan!"

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a black line was slowly taking shape on the police officer's exposed arm.

"People in the town can come to the confession room to confess to me. If they frankly admit the crimes they have committed and sincerely repent, they can eliminate the black lines on their arms."

The little pope nodded to the police officer, who put down his sleeves and walked towards the dark brown cabin next to the church wall.

This small wooden house was built next to the church wall, separated by a wooden board inside, and dark purple curtains hung on both sides.

Confession is a sacrament of the Roman Catholic Church. Believers who have committed sins only need to confide their sins to the clergy on the other side of the board in the house, and the clergy can perform sacramental absolution and forgive the sins.

This is why it is often said that the clergy know the most.

"I'm not sure if this method will work for you, because some outsiders have tried it before."

The little pope paused, "But in order to ensure rigor, I will hold the Sacrament of Penance after the explanation. Guests are welcome to come and try it."

"In addition to this method, is there any way to eliminate evil?" Xu Su asked.

"have."

The little pope came down the steps and pointed to the sky outside.

"Under the earth is hell, and there is a city of evil in hell, just behind the city of good. As you can imagine, that world is full of malice that is contrary to the city of good."

"As the Day of Judgment approaches recently, the residents of the City of Evil have become restless. Whenever the full moon hangs high, this mirror city will be connected to the City of Good in the reflection on the water."

"The Evil City is the existence of evil, and the guns previously distributed to everyone have this function. If the residents of the Evil City can be eliminated at night, the effect of neutralizing evil can be achieved."

It's all the truth.

Zong Jiu has been observing this miniature version of the devil without leaving any trace, and the doubts in his heart are getting more and more serious.

"By the way, I heard from Grandma Maria that there is a person who is born holy among the guests?"

Suddenly, the little pope changed his subject and looked over with interest, his eyes filled with undisguised curiosity.

“People who are born holy can survive the Day of Judgment unscathed, without needing to confess or hunt down sins. It is really the good luck of the gods.”

"It just so happened that...this beautiful big brother and I hit it off right away, and we are very attached to each other."

A sweet smile appeared on the little devil's face, "Brother, why don't you just stay in the church with me these days?"

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