I Became the God of Light

Puff puff……

After being stabbed several times in succession, No. 5 looked at No. 9 who was dying with his eyes open, and suddenly threw away the dagger in his hand in fear.

The dagger hit the hard ground and made a crisp sound.

"Am I going to die?"

Even though he was fine now, he was still filled with fear after being shot in the head.

Staggering, he ran away in panic.

An hour later, Five was in a room panicked.

This is a bedroom with a large double bed and a mirror.

He held the golden holy spear in his left hand and a mobile phone in his right hand. Looking at the picture in the mirror captured on the mobile phone, his hands started to tremble.

A bloody muzzle appeared on the back of the head, and he even saw something white.

"I……"

His heart was beating rapidly and he was breathing frantically.

The wound has not healed...

Originally, he had placed his hope on the Holy Spear, but now the last glimmer of hope he had was shattered!

Looking at the holy spear in his left hand, he became afraid.

He wondered if he would die on the spot if he left this holy spear?!

Out of fear, he directly found transparent tape and wrapped it around his hands fiercely.

He didn't dare to stop until the bag was unbreakable.

After wrapping it up, he was still a little confused. Would he be unable to live without the Holy Spear for the rest of his life?

He was holding the golden holy spear while trembling all over, and gradually became stunned.

In this situation, who can save me?

Despair crept onto his face.

…

It's around four in the morning.

Vatican.

St. Peter's Church.

At this time, the whole church was filled with sadness, and everyone felt uncomfortable when thinking of those who died that night.

In particular, they were not very good at guarding it. Not only did they let people break into the palace and disturb the Holy Son, they even lost the sacred object and the Holy Spear that they had kept for safekeeping!

When I thought of this, the atmosphere in the church became even more gloomy, and some people even prayed for atonement outside the temple of the Holy Son.

In a conference room, three bishops and Pope Saint Joseph were sitting. Simon, the guard captain, was also standing beside him.

"Who sent those people? Which guy is it that deserves to go to hell?"

Bishop George asked angrily

"I haven't asked yet. They are very tight-lipped. They don't look like they are from an ordinary organization!" Simon said.

Several bishops and the pope felt even worse after hearing this.

"I remember, someone seemed to have broken in from another place?"

Pope St. Joseph suddenly frowned and asked.

Captain Simon nodded and said, "The people there are fine. They are probably not a group of people."

"Damn it, are you trying to deceive no one in the Holy See?"

Another bishop named Dani said angrily.

As soon as he said this, several other people felt a little unwilling.

If the Vatican itself was not very small and there were not many soldiers in the Holy See, how could those people succeed there?

Bishop George thought of something and gritted his teeth and said, "Pope, I suggest recruiting our own soldiers!"

"This..." Saint Joseph hesitated.

As a neutral country, the Vatican has not expanded the number of guard soldiers due to a series of reasons.

"Pope, Bishop George is right. There are too few of us. What should we do if this continues to happen today?"

"It's okay if the holy object is lost, but if something goes wrong with the Holy Son's body..." Bishop Dani advised.

Pope St. Joseph, who was originally hesitant, made an immediate decision after hearing about the Holy Son.

He knew that as long as the Holy Son and the Holy Relics were in the Holy See, these things would definitely happen and would always happen in the future.

Even if someone sees that the Holy See is so easy to bully, the offenses may become more frequent!

The last Bishop Michael knew the Pope's hesitation and added, "I know your concerns, Pope, but this time it concerns the Son, and no one else can say anything."

"We don't want too many people, as long as there are a thousand people who can protect the Holy Son!"

Bishop Michael's words were like the last straw, making the already determined Pope St. Joseph even more determined.

He nodded directly.

The three bishops and Simon heaved a sigh of relief.

After discussing this issue, Bishop George hesitated and suddenly asked, "Pope, what should we do with the Holy Body of the Son in the future?"

Pope St. Joseph was really hard to answer for a while. If he wanted to leave it there, it would be a kind of blasphemy against the Son of God.

But if he didn't put it there, he didn't know where to put it.

Originally, he had considered burying the Holy Son, but there was still a trace of concern or hope in his heart, but he was not sure whether it would happen.

At this time, while thinking about it, Pope St. Joseph suddenly thought of something and was a little stunned.

"George, is today a bit special?"

special?

The four people who died after George were confused for a moment. After thinking about it for a while, they suddenly remembered what they had forgotten because of this battle.

Two days have passed since that day.

However, this is a normal saying. According to Hebrew culture, today is the third day.

The third day since the Passion of the Son of Man!

"Today happens to be the third day..." murmured Pope St. Joseph.

The breathing of the four Simons suddenly became rapid, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

They instantly understood what the Pope wanted to express.

But, is that really possible?

A few seconds passed, and several people in the meeting couldn't stay still. They really wanted to go to the hall where the Holy Son of the Holy Body was stored!

"I gonna go see!"

Bishop George stood up anxiously.

With that said, he strode out of the conference room. Seeing this, the Pope and others hurriedly followed him.

As soon as they ran out, the bright sky came into their eyes.

The night fades, the rising sun rises, and the fresh morning air fills the sky and earth.

The four of them paused for a moment, and then ran towards the hall as hard as they could.

After passing an open space, dozens of clergymen who were originally immersed in sorrow were stunned when they saw the five popes who did not care about their image.

They swore to the Lord that they had never seen such big figures as the pope and bishop running around with such disregard for their image!

This speed made them wonder if they were dazzled when they first saw it.

"what happened?"

"Why are you so alarmed?"

In their surprise, they even temporarily forgot their sorrow and followed the Pope and others unconsciously.

Bang bang bang...

A burst of noisy footsteps sounded in St. Peter's Church. This sound not only attracted the attention of some soldiers, but also attracted some believers who heard about the accident in the church and came to take a look.

Subconsciously, they followed suit.

Then there was a strange scene in the church. Five popes were running in front, while a large group of people were chasing behind them.

Thanks to ‘KiCks’ for the 1500 coin reward.

Thanks to ‘Black Cat in the Rain’ for the 500-coin reward.

Thanks to ‘Night Disaster’ for the 100-coin reward.

I dare not read the messages. I don’t know what you wrote.

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