Abdul nodded.

After standing up and shaking hands with the messenger and saying goodbye, Abdul did it again.

After the envoy from the Orthodox lineage of the Holy See left, Abdul turned to look at his disciple and said, "Go to see that one with me!"

The disciple knows which one he is talking about, the spiritual leader of Judaism, Malamed.

………

Judaism differs from other religions in that they do not advocate missionary preaching.

Their missionary target was only the Jewish clan, in order to revive the Jewish tradition.

After leaving the temple, Abdul and his disciples walked on the street.

The distance between the two religions is very close, not far.

At this time, in the Jewish church, Malamed was praying in front of the statue of the Lord.

The content of his prayers is exactly the same as that of Abdul.

But it was a little different. What he hoped was that the Jewish people would not lose themselves in other religions and give up their own traditions.

“…………We do not advocate invasion and harm ignorant people, we do not advocate distorting others into their own servants, but the great Lord, I sincerely hope that the faith of a nation will not be lost with time. Great Lord, you are the spiritual lord of the Jewish clan. Please do not let our lost compatriots be confused…”

Just as Malamed was praying, a pastor walked in, and his voice had already come before he came in.

"His Excellency Malamed, Mr. Abdul see you."

After walking into Malamed's office, he stopped his voice.

Maramud did not reply, until he finished his prayer, he stood up.

The pastor waited quietly for His Excellency Malamed to finish his prayer. He knew that Malamed was a habit and that praying was uninterruptible at any time.

Malamed, who stood up, sorted out his appearance and said:

"Did he say anything?"

The pastor who came in shook his head and said:

"No!"

Then, he added:

"But I just heard that someone from the Dongzheng lineage has met this Excellency Abdul."

People from the Dongzheng faction have met Abdul?

Malamed frowned, it was really windy now.

"Okay, I understand, let's go there together."

Malamed turned around and patted the pastor on the shoulder, and followed him toward the church meeting room.

In the conference room, Malamed saw the familiar face - Abdul.

The two have been rivals and friends for many years.

However, because Judaism only preaches within itself, the two of them are actually more friends than they are opponents.

"Hello, His Excellency Malamed."

Abdul took the lead in saying hello.

"Hello, Mr. Abdul, you definitely don't want to say hello to me."

When acquaintances meet, they don’t say unnecessary nonsense.

Malamod asked directly.

"Yes, I just made a deal with the Patriarch of the Universal."

Seeing that his old friend was so direct, Abdul was also straightforward.

“What deal?”

"We form an alliance with him, and he will serve as our helper when the pope's lineage deals with Jerusalem."

"Jerusalem is naturally protected by the kingdom."

Malamed frowned.

"I don't believe you don't know how powerful they are."

Abdul looked at Malamud's eyes and said calmly.

He raised his right hand, and a golden color flowed in his hand.

This is the holy light, the holy light belonging to the Green Cult.

Unlike the holy light of the Pope, it has a trace of pure white in its golden color.

An extremely holy aura flowed out of the holy light, and in an instant the entire room was wrapped in the aura of the holy light.

That is powerful, pure power.

Abdul is demonstrating.

"Of course I know."

Malamed also stretched out his hand, and his hand in the void also showed a pure light, but the light in his hand was white.

In an instant, the whole room seemed to melt away, and the terror of the confrontation disappeared invisible.

Abdul suffered a secret loss.

This guy is so strong!

He looked at Malamed in front of him with a little surprise.

Malamed was really hesitating, he really didn't think about whether to join forces.

"What's your decision?"

Seeing that Malamud was still hesitating, Abdul finished:

"Don't forget that this is Jerusalem, and don't forget the cross."

The four words of Jerusalem are like the last knife, which hit the vital point of Malamede.

"Maybe you're right, I will eventually be responsible for the lives of these hundreds of thousands of people."

"I can promise the conditions of the universal pastor, but I will add one."

Malamed gave in.

But he still put forward a last condition.

“What conditions?”

Abdul asked.

"The Dongzheng lineage cannot preach to any Jewish people."

"This is the only one?"

Abdul looked at his old friend with a complicated face and said.

"Yes."

"So……"

Abdul originally wanted to say that there would be no problem with this.

But a sound like a stone hammer hit the earth interrupted his words.

In an instant, he felt like some tall building collapsed and then smashed it hard to the ground.

"What? Is the church under construction?"

“This is not a construction.”

Malamod's expression was already serious.

"Um?"

Abdul frowned and made a questioning nasal sound.

“Look at it.”

Malamed stretched out his right hand and pointed towards the water pool in the distance.

In the water pool far away in the church, the water flow began to jump continuously with the fluctuations of sound. They jumped out of the water and turned into drops of water in the air and kept trembling, as if they were doing a roller coaster.

The trajectory of water changes completely ignores the gravity of the earth's center.

Just as Abdul walked forward to look at the pool, all the water in the pool fell back into the pool in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a pure white light broke through the sky.

...

In the distance, Qin Chuming rubbed his ears.
Chapter completed!