Ronis stretched out his hand, grasped the arrow shaft on Inheim's chest, and pulled it out hard!

This pull directly pulled out a large piece of Inheim's chest!

Even the heart and blood vessels are clearly visible.

Ronis put his hand on the hole in Inheim's chest, and the light in his palm lit up.

As a result, flesh and blood were reborn, and the heart reappeared.

In just ten seconds, Inheim's chest returned to its original state, and even his complexion became much better.

"Uh-huh."

Inheim slowly exhaled from the bottom of his lungs, lowered his head again, and said with great respect:

“Congratulations to Your Majesty the Pope for your further improvement in strength.

May the Pope ascend to the throne of God soon, may the Kingdom of God enter the sky, and may he stand shoulder to shoulder with the true God.”

"This is all thanks to you."

Ronis stood up and said:

"Get up, Inheim.

Let all the spies die, it doesn't matter anymore.

It didn't matter what Catherine wanted to do.

Our plan has been successful."

"plan!!"

Inheim was overjoyed:

"Your Majesty the Pope, you mean..."

"Um."

Ronis looked at the door and said softly:

"Pilgrim, petitioner, spirit of faith.

I have already opened this line."

Inheim's pupils shrank and he was ecstatic:

"His Majesty the Pope! You are truly a genius!

The plan I have studied for decades without making any progress is in your hands, and I have made breakthroughs in less than half a year!

Great, this is really great.

The day when your kingdom of God is exalted will be the day when hell will be destroyed!"

"It's still a little worse."

Ronis looked at his hands dullly and murmured:

“It’s still a little worse.

It's still a little bit worse, there isn't enough spirit of faith.

We still need King Griffin to kill more and spread more despair.

Believers, in despair, pray with all your heart."

The brazier behind Ronis was burning with blazing flames, stretching Ronis's shadow very long.

Inheim was bathed in Ronis's shadow, looking at him with admiration, so excited that his whole body was trembling.

…

…

Shengtian City, Yunxia Square.

Like the squares in many cities, Yunxia Square is located in the center of Shengtian City and also has the statue of Seraph Michael.

It’s just that the Michael statue in Yunxia Square is the tallest, largest and most magnificent.

At this moment, a young man who was forced to come to worship by his parents was looking curiously at a dying old woman sitting on a chair.

The young man saw that the old woman's eyes were clear and transparent, but there were a pair of tears falling down her face.

The young man asked strangely:

"Grandma, why are you crying? Is it because you saw the great God?"

The old woman turned her head and looked at the young man.

Her eyes were empty and lost in thought. Although she was looking at the young man, she seemed to be looking at some distant place.

After a long time, the old woman stretched out her hand and gently stroked the young man's head.

She asked softly:

"Child, do you believe in angels?"

"letter!"

The young man nodded vigorously.

The old woman smiled happily and then asked:

"Then why do you believe in angels?"

The young man said:

"Because angels can protect us humans and help us kill the villains in hell."

"Then if there is no hell, will you continue to believe in angels?"

"Well." The young man thought for a moment and said:

"You should be able to do it too. After a long time of trusting you, you will get used to it."

The old woman stopped asking. She looked deeply at the Michael statue and said feebly:

"Habits will also change.

An angel is a mirror, good people reflect goodness and evil people reflect evil.

Those who pursue the end will see the end coming."

"How can an angel be a mirror?" The young man was very angry:

"Angels are gods! They are the guardians of our Erathia!

Angels are holy, noble and do not ask for anything in return!

How can you bring angels and evil and doomsday together!"

At this moment, the young man seemed to understand something. He jumped up in fear and took several steps back.

Then, he pointed at the old woman and shouted loudly:

"Devil! You must be a spy of the devil! Help! Come quickly! A demon has sneaked into the city.

The devil wants to bewitch me and shake my faith!"

The young man's eyes saw that the swordsmen and guards around him had been attracted by his shout.

He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ran towards the guard.

"Where is the devil?!"

"Right there!"

The young man pointed in the direction of the chairs in the square, and then suddenly froze.

There was no one there, except for a leaf blowing in the breeze.

"How come? I saw it just now."

"Hmm? Come on, follow me to the church and tell you in detail what you saw."

A group of swordsmen surrounded the young man and said seriously:

"The appearance of a demon is a big deal and must not be taken lightly!"

The young man said yes again and again, but he didn't know that the eyes of the swordsmen following him showed unabashed greed and joy.
Chapter completed!