Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Luo Mi was stunned for a moment: Is he really an angel?
What exactly did Caroline II, Bishop Florian, and the alchemist get into all this time?
He pressed further, “What did you do?”
“After confirming that the angel sent by God had descended into Queen Caroline II’s womb, I made arrangements in advance to steal the angel immediately after Queen Caroline II gave birth and transport it to the alchemy laboratory to attempt to extract the divine blood it possessed. During the experiment, the following problems were encountered…”
As he spoke, the allure within St. Gregory III’s soul flickered even faster, as if it might vanish completely at any moment.
Luo Mi had to interrupt him: “Skip the process and get straight to the result.”
St. Gregory III said, “The experiment failed in part, and only half of the divine blood was extracted; therefore, the experiment on the fall of the angel was only half completed, causing the angel to suffer from a split personality. At the same time, the existence of the angel was known to the College of Cardinals, so I had no choice but to let him enter the core of the Papacy as the Son of God and an earthly angel, so that he could be monitored at any time.”
Treating an angel sent by God like this, no wonder you suffered divine punishment… Luo Mi frowned: “As the Pope, why did you do this?”
Saint Gregory III looked at the blood-stained inverted cross and solemnly said, “For the end times.”
Luo Mi was taken aback: “What does this have to do with the apocalypse?”
According to the Bible, on Judgment Day, angels will descend from heaven to lead the innocent into paradise, after which the end times will come, the world will be destroyed and then reborn.
“This is the greatest apocalypse to date. Whether the world can be reborn after the apocalypse is another matter.” The Pope’s voice was low and solemn. “God cannot save us, and God will not save us. If we want to survive the apocalypse, we must work hard ourselves.”
Luo Mi listened, stunned. He had originally wanted to ask in detail about the so-called “greatest doomsday,” but seeing that Saint Gregory III’s Seed of Allure was almost gone, he quickly asked the most important question: “What does this have to do with Anos?”
Saint Gregory III’s voice began to waver: “He is the key to unlocking the ‘Ark’…”
After he finished speaking that one sentence, Luo Mi felt as if he had seen the light.
The dome of this gloomy, dark church exploded, and a magnificent holy light descended from the sky, as intense as an exploding star!
The soul of Saint Gregory III twisted briefly in the holy light before vanishing into nothingness.
In an instant, Luo Mi’s vision and hearing disappeared, and his sensory abilities were destroyed one by one. He was simply unable to fight against such a powerful force. He could only survive for a second with the support of Anos and Lord Zixiang!
Before the sensation completely disappeared, Luo Mi felt a terrifying, ethereal, and grand feeling emanating from the Holy Light. That feeling carried an overwhelming pressure and dominance, making him completely unable to muster the slightest thought of resistance or even escape. It was as if he was willingly purified by the Holy Light, just like Saint Gregory III!
Just when Luo Mi thought he was going to die, his vision blurred and he was back in reality.
He looked up in shock and saw Anos, his face ashen, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood.
“Anos?!”
As soon as Luo Mi called out, she saw Anos show a relieved expression and turn to look at the Pope.
Luo Mi followed his gaze and saw that Pope Gregory III, who was suffering the divine punishment of the Crown of Thorns of Light, was disintegrating inch by inch, like a burnt paper doll, and in the blink of an eye, only ashes remained.
The Crown of Thorns flickered twice, then vanished as if it had completed its mission.
Luo Mi was stunned.
Pope Gregory III, an ambitious figure who greatly expanded the Papacy’s influence during his reign, died just like that.
Anos coughed up another mouthful of blood: “Lian, cough cough— what, what happened?”
Luo Mi snapped out of her daze and quickly told Anos what had happened during their conversation in the Pope’s mental space.
After hearing this, Anos’s azure eyes showed a slight look of bewilderment: “I was supposed to be a complete angel. The Pope tried to corrupt me with alchemy, which is why I am the way I am now?”
Luo Mi nodded and squeezed his hand: “It’s all the Pope’s fault!”
Anos stared at the ashes of the former Pope, remaining silent for a long time before finally giving a self-deprecating laugh: “Actually, when you were charming His Majesty, I was thinking about the worst possible outcome— that I myself am burdened with sin, and His Majesty is doing this to me for the glory of God. What should I do then?”
Luo Mi blinked.
Anos slowly exhaled, made the sign of the cross on his chest, and said in a calm and steady voice, “Just now, your aura suddenly became very dangerous, and I tried my best to pull you back— and at that moment, I suddenly understood. No matter what my background is, my thoughts and my desires are my own. What I want to protect, what I want to save, what I want to accept… These were just empty words written on paper to me last year, but now I have seen the real world with my own eyes.”
“Reality is not beautiful, there are many problems; ordinary people are not perfect, they also have many problems— but I still believe that all of this is worth protecting.”
Anos turned his head, his azure eyes as serene as the sky after the rain, reflecting Luo Mi’s face, clear and radiant.
Luo Mi thought he would melt into those eyes.
He heard a “thump-thump” sound, and after a while he realized that it was his own heartbeat.
Luo Mi was momentarily flustered— he didn’t know why he was flustered, he just subconsciously looked away, not daring to meet Anos’s gaze, and quoted a famous saying to cover himself up: “True courage is loving the world even after you have seen its true nature.”
Anos paused for a moment, then smiled and said, “Yes.”
He looked up, paused for a moment, and then made a cross on his chest. “I think I love this world.”
….
After resolving their inner conflicts, Anos and Luo Mi began to face real-world problems.
Luo Mi first inquired about Anos’s injuries— fortunately, Anos’s physique as an angel was excellent enough that although he appeared to be seriously injured, it did not prevent him from continuing to move. He just could not use the power of holy light for a short period of time, and his recovery ability was very strong, so a few days of rest would be enough.
Having confirmed that Anos was indeed alright, Luo Mi breathed a sigh of relief and then turned to consider the next matter.
The Pope died suddenly and without warning, leaving behind a host of mysteries and a mess even more complicated than the mysteries themselves.
Luo Mi asked Anos if he knew anything special about the end of this era, and Anos shook his head, indicating that he did not know.
“You, as an angel, don’t know? How does the Pope know?”
“Every pope who has taken up the scepter of glory has learned the great art of prophecy, which is the ability to foresee the future. Perhaps this is why Your Majesty took such a risk.” Anos’s voice was still somewhat complicated when he mentioned the pope.
His doubts were only partially resolved, and he still didn’t know how to merge with his other self and restore his complete self.
Thinking of this, Anos remembered something and turned his head to give Luo Mi a subtle look.
Unaware of the look in his eyes, Luo Mi said with great interest, “The Pope is gone, so you can rightfully become the new Pope.”
Anos shook his head: “The College of Cardinals is not on my side, and besides, I’m afraid I’ll now be suspected of plotting to assassinate the Pope.”
“No, even if the College of Cardinals has disagreements, they will definitely choose to support you as Pope.” Luo Mi was very confident about this. “I can guarantee that in a leaderless situation, nothing can compare to the status of an angel— that’s a difference in power and a distance from God!”
Especially since the Pope was recently subjected to divine punishment, the College of Cardinals must be filled with anxiety, fearing that if they disobey God’s will, they will be the next to be punished.
Anos was now able to understand these things clearly and sighed silently: “Let’s go report the situation first.”
They left the Palace of Santa Sora and returned to the council chamber of St. Paul’s Basilica— where the College of Cardinals usually held their meetings.
Luo Mi didn’t join in the fun; instead, he casually walked to the prayer hall.
This place was usually partially open to the public, and people associated with the Vatican can come in to pray. At this time of day, there weren’t many people praying; only three or five.
Luo Mi glanced around and was surprised to see a familiar face: “John?”
John turned around and exclaimed in surprise, “Mr. Lian!”
Beside him was a pretty girl dressed in coarse cloth, who also looked over curiously.
Luo Mi smiled and walked over, looking at the girl next to John: “Your…friend?”
He had intended to tease John by saying “girlfriend,” but he was afraid that going too far with the joke would ruin John’s plans.
John blushed slightly: “No, it’s just Lina, a friend I met at the monastery. Lina, this is Mr. Lian, someone who works for His Highness the Holy Son.”
Lina quickly bowed.
After a brief exchange, Luo Mi learned that they had come here to pray— the final exams at St. Peter’s Abbey had just ended, and Lina wasn’t very confident about her grades, so John had brought her here to pray and put her mind at ease.
Luo Mi sighed in a mature tone, “You’ve grown up.”
Seeing John and Lina blush simultaneously, Luo Mi, in a very good mood, spoke up.
John scratched his head: “Is His Highness here? Actually, I also wanted to thank His Highness this time. I made the cross myself.”
He carefully took out a wooden cross from his pocket. It looked somewhat clumsy in its workmanship, but it was clearly made with great care. The tip of the cross was covered with silver tin.
Luo Mi generously replied, “I’ll go ask for you.”
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