The end of the world begins with failing an exam

Why not fight if you can?

Can't beat...

If you can't beat me, you will die immediately!

Afraid?

Not afraid at all.

"You are really not ready to let me go..."

The moment Chen Boxu stepped into the obelisk, that old and hoarse voice came to his ears.

"Is it okay for you to hurt my grandson?" Chen Boxu pretended to be angry, but seriously he was not pretending. After all, the anger in his heart had not been completely suppressed.

"Those people are dead."

The Pope said helplessly, with a sense of grievance in every word.

"One bishop, one vessel, and so many monks...are these not enough to calm you down?"

now.

Chen Bofu has reached the deepest part of the obelisk.

In front of him was a stone humanoid statue about a hundred meters high, which seemed to depict an old man wearing monastic clothing...

The humanoid stone statue holds a scepter.

Sitting on a huge chair also made of stone.

When Chen Boxu raised his head and looked at it.

It also lowered its head slightly.

Turning his stiff eyes, he looked at Chen Boxu.

"Is this the fate of Faith Ghero?"

There was a mockery in Chen Bofu's smile.

Even if it was the Pope of the Priory in front of him, he still dared to show his sarcastic gloating.

"You old guy won't live long no matter what... I wonder if you will be able to explode gold coins when you die..."

Chapter 130 The Pope’s Concession

"What you are saying... is getting increasingly difficult to understand..."

The Pope sighed with a headache, as if he really had nothing to do with Chen Bofu.

After all, such a powerful hob meat... is really difficult to deal with!

Want to kill him.

It's not impossible.

But the price to pay for this...

The Pope did not dare to think deeply.

Killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred to oneself is probably about the same.

"Where are the people outside? Why is the parish empty?"

Chen Bofu coughed hard twice, then tilted his head and said "hetui" and spit on the clean and tidy floor.

"I'm not welcome, are you?"

"..."

The Pope has lived for so many years and has met countless people in his life, but he has never met anyone more shameless than Chen Bofu...

Are you welcome or not?

Don’t you have any idea in your mind?

If I hadn't moved everyone to the other side of the parish in time, wouldn't you have killed them all?

"Your mother's..."

Chen Bofu did not continue to dwell on that topic. Instead, he jumped into the air and flew into the air, as if he was lifted up by an invisible force. He was suspended in the air at the same level as the Pope's face... Oh no, it seemed to be higher.

"I remember that the last time I saw you, the mutation on your body was not so serious..."

"Mutation?"

Hearing Chen Bofu's description, the Pope smiled noncommittally and did not refute anything.

"What else can it be if it's not a mutation? This is very similar to pollution! It's all corroded by those external energy substances..."

Chen Bofu smiled happily and did not feel at all that his words were insulting the pope's faith.

"I think you will be killed by Gehro sooner or later."

The Pope said nothing, just turned his stiff eyes and looked at Chen Bofu silently.

"I just couldn't sleep at night... I wanted to find people to lose my temper with... but you hid them all..."

"Just tell me."

The Pope interrupted Chen Bofu's words, his calm tone was unpredictable.

"What price do we have to pay to calm you down?"

"Ouch? Are you so tempered now?"

Chen Bofu burst out laughing, crossed his legs and turned somersaults in the sky, saying crazily.

"I remember the last time we met, you attacked me without saying a word... To be honest, I still like your original unruly look."

In fact, at this moment, Chen Boxu already had the answer in his heart.

Maybe the actual situation is really like what the good grandson said.

Troubled times.

No one wants to be troublesome.

So I can endure some things if I can, just like now...

"I can see that you are not that angry now, so I am willing to have a good talk with you..." There was a hint of helplessness in the Pope's tone, "It would not be good for you or me to fight, not to mention that you still have A grandson..."

"Are you threatening me?" Chen Bofu's expression changed, and he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a slightly ferocious smile, "Are you threatening me with my grandson?"

The Pope shook his head, and the stone neck made a rattling sound, and many pale gravels were scattered.

"Tell me the price."

"Want me to beat you up?"

"..."

"The look on your face means you don't agree."

Chen Bofu touched his chin and calculated calmly.

According to my good grandson's idea, killing people randomly for acting is obviously not feasible... Damn it, this old guy is such a thief! They actually moved everyone away in advance!

"Relic."

Chen Bofu thought for a while and slowly spit out these two words.

"For your grandson?" The pope seemed to have obtained a lot of information, and his curious tone made Chen Bofu feel disgusted no matter how he heard it. "Your grandson is indeed amazing. He is actually an ancient descendant who awakened the day after tomorrow..."

"After the early end of the worship moon period, there will be no shortage of such old descendants who awaken after birth." Chen Bofu said impatiently, "I have quite a few 'relics' in my collection, but they are too expensive and not suitable for my grandson to use..."

"I understand."

The Pope seemed relieved and probably felt that there was a turn for the better. His tone became more friendly.

"Giving you one relic can make you feel better. It's fair to say."

"One?" Chen Bofu was stunned and looked at the Pope with a look of stupidity. "Are you sending away beggars? I'm talking about 10,000 pieces! And they all have to be old relics!"

"..."

The Pope didn't know what to say all of a sudden. He even suspected that Chen Bofu was teasing him.

It was fake to get angry.

In fact, he wanted to take this opportunity to declare war on the Priory?

Ten thousand old relics...

Do you really treat the Priory as a relic dream factory?

"Okay, I won't make it hard for you. One thousand pieces will do, right?"

"..."

"One hundred pieces?"

"..."

"Why are you so stingy!" Chen Bofu stamped his feet, and his temper flared up again, "Declare war! I'm going to declare war on you now! I think you just want to make things difficult for me, Chen Bofu!"

Although the Pope's face was like a statue and he couldn't see much expression because of the physical changes.

But at this moment.

Chen Bofu found that the Pope's face seemed to have darkened a little...

Is it an illusion?

Chen Bofu felt strange and couldn't help but look up in the direction of the top of the tower.

Maybe it was because of the moonlight? There was a shadow or something?

Although from the outside, the top of the obelisk was sealed, and a bell tower with hanging bells was built, but from the inside looking up...

There was nothing in the direction of the top of the tower.

It was not capped.

At a glance.

You can see the moon god Gehero hanging in the sky.

The white moonlight seemed to be gathered by the obelisk, forming a dazzling beam of light that fell from the sky and illuminated the interior space of the entire obelisk.

"In this conflict, our monastic order suffered the greatest loss, from the bishop to the container to the monks... they are all dead."

The Pope's tone became colder and colder, and it was obvious that he was restraining his emotions.

"But your grandson should have recovered almost completely now, so I'm sorry I can't agree to your unreasonable request."

"Then what do you want?" Chen Bofu asked with a frown, a little impatient.

The Pope was silent for a moment, and finally gave a multiple-choice question.

"Either, ten ancient relics, or, one old relic."

"Are you kidding me?" Chen Bofu frowned more and more.

"This is my greatest sincerity. After all... we also need these relics." The Pope sighed, as if he was speaking from the heart, not deliberately embarrassing the madman in front of him.

Chen Bofu hesitated for a moment, and his grandson's advice rang in his mind, and he should stop while he was ahead...

"Okay."

After saying this, Chen Bofu showed a greedy smile on his face.

"I want to go into your treasure house to pick it."

"No!"

The Pope rejected Chen Bofu's proposal without hesitation.

He raised his hand and waved, and countless glowing words appeared in front of Chen Bofu out of thin air.

"I'll give you a list, and I'll give you what you want."

"Damn, you don't trust me, right?!" Chen Bofu was angry, his expression was sad and aggrieved, "Are you afraid that I'll go in and steal something?!"