Hail the King

Chapter 1199: Pope? Prisoner? (Part Two)

At this moment, a streak of light shot up from the troops of the Northern Region Empire, instantly arriving beside Fei. It was Batistuta, one of the senior elders of the [Black-Cloth Shrine].

This master who had also reached the god-level couldn’t hide the shock on his face, and he got close to Fei and whispered something into the latter’s ear.

“What?” Fei had been calm and casual, but his face suddenly changed color when he heard what Batistuta said. Sharp glints flashed in his eyes, and he stared at this white-haired old man who was escorted out of the flying godly palace.

The masters in the area noticed Fei’s sudden change of expression, and they became even more curious.

“What is it? What can make the Human Emperor of the North this shocked?”

“Could it be...”

-At this moment-

“Ah! I got it! Blatter... Pope Blatter! This old man is Pope Blatter!” At this moment, one of the masters who had been thinking hard further away in the sky suddenly thought of something and screamed, “I remember now! I had once seen him from afar. He is Pope Blatter... what is this?”

“What?”

“This weak old man who can be blown down by the wind is Pope Blatter of the Holy Church?”

“The Pope is now a prisoner?”

“What joke is this?”

“Then, who is the person standing before the Human Emperor of the North? He is wearing a golden mask and holding the Scepter of Ragnarok...”

The people in the area were stunned, and they couldn’t believe what they just heard.

“Blatter... it has been many years since I last saw you. Hahaha! But now seeing you again, how come you became a prisoner? So, it means that the rumors about the internal conflicts in the Holy Church aren’t false? You got pushed down by someone? I’m curious as to who pushed you off the Throne of the Pope?”

Continental Martial Saint Maradona, one of the three magnates here, suddenly opened his mouth and spoke. His voice sounded like thunder, and the heroic laughter resonated by everyone’s ears.

What Maradona said proved the statement made by that no-name master. This old man was indeed Pope Blatter of the Holy Church.

Everyone turned their eyes to this old man in the prisoner’s uniform.

After Maradona mocked him without mercy, this dispirited old man finally raised his head that had been lowered all this time, and a streak of sharp light flashed in his turbid eyes. It felt like a sleeping dragon released a tiny bit of its dragon breath, making all the people in the area detect an enormous amount of pressure.

At this moment, people finally saw a trace of the presence of the former Pope of the Holy Church.

In rumors, the Holy Church was only acting low-key these couple of days since internal conflicts broke out. Now, it seemed like these rumors were true. Pope Blatter who had ruled the Holy Church for many years got pushed off the throne by someone after the hidden threat, Platini, got killed by Fei. It was truly unthinkable.

Fei looked a bit puzzled. He still remembered that Platini died in the Goblin Realm about half a year ago due to the strangeness that had happened to the Scepter of Ragnarok. This scepter suddenly flew away on its own and led to Platini’s demise.

At that moment, Platini shouted, “Damn it! Blatter! You old fart! You demon... it is you who have been scheming behind my back! I got tricked!”

It meant at that time, Blatter was still controlling everything.

“What kind of an opponent did he have? In only about six months, Blatter’s hundreds of years of advantage got wiped out, and this mysterious person obtained the full control of the Holy Church.”

Fei’s gaze turned toward the figure before him who was wearing a golden mask and holding the scepter.

All the mysteries originated from this man.

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