Chapter 291

Nonsense, the other party is the emperor, what else can you do except understand?

Besides, this kind of thing is indeed unbearable.

Only Carol, looking at the curve of the corner of his father's mouth, felt cold all over, and indescribable fear ran through his body.

On the other side, the Earth Mother Cult.

Santa Monica is sitting on the throne of the Pope, and her subordinates are constantly gathering all kinds of information in front of Santa Monica.

There was only one piece of news from Augustus, and that was to stand still for the time being.

They would only take action after Rossweisse-san took action. However, Rossweisse-san's group seemed to show no signs of imminent action. They seemed to be waiting for something.

Augustus' figure appeared in the laboratory.

There was a strange light shining in the dim old eyes.

The disgusting smell in the laboratory became stronger and stronger, and there were two more rotting corpses here.

One is human and the other is monster.

Augustus had tried his best to use magic potions to cleanse and suppress the power and will in the blood, but these experimental subjects still could not hold up. Augustus looked at the two experimental subjects helplessly, and his body was surging with energy. Under the stimulation, it was like a huge bulging balloon, inflating bigger and bigger, and finally the whole body exploded completely with a bang.

"waste!"

Sure enough, only the corpse of a brave man can satisfy his request.

After taking two deep breaths, Augustus picked up another bottle of potion from the test bench. It was scarlet with a dark green color. It was made from the weird blood and the magical medicine prepared by Augustus himself. Medicinal mixture.

Augustus could feel that it contained quite good energy.

At the same time, he is also very confident in the level of his own potion. He believes that his potion has eliminated the chaotic and weird will in the blood. Even if there is still some residue, he can completely control it with his own will.

After a brief pause, Augustus injected the potion into his body.

The skinny body began to tremble violently as if being electrocuted. Strange markings spread on Augustus' skin, and there was a strange gasping sound in his throat.

He couldn't even control his body and fell directly to the ground, his whole body convulsing violently.

This feeling is not pleasant.

However, no matter how painful it was, Augustus would endure it.

He wanted revenge, and he couldn't die so soon.

He also wanted to see Phyllis completely return to normal and walk out of the dungeon beautifully.

His eyes were staring fiercely, and it was this kind of will that allowed Augustus to endure everything.

After a long time passed, Augustus's breathing finally calmed down, and his body struggled to get up from the ground. It seemed that he seemed a little younger, and even his wrinkled body looked a little younger at this moment. Stretched out a little.

Holy See.

Douglas was in the Saint's boudoir, reporting the latest situation to Rossweisse.

Recently, Rossweisse has experienced what true sublimity is. Beings with great power and status are respectful in front of her. That feeling is really satisfying. This is how the Pope feels on a daily basis. ?

No, the Pope felt more than himself.

Because the pope's status is more noble than his own.

But, she is of the bloodline of gods.

The position of the pope belongs to her, and that bastard Augustus is the damn usurper. She, Rossweisse, will one day take back everything that belongs to her.

Although she was not the pope yet, Rossweisse already seemed to have some pope-like behavior. She sat upright with her hands on the armrests, her eyes slightly narrowed, and she listened to the voice of Douglas next to her.

"Let me tell you, Your Highness the Saint, that after various investigations, we have some clues about the situation of Saint Phyllis."

"Augustus would lock himself in his room for a period of time every day and not receive any guests during this time, so we suspect that there may be a secret passage in Augustus's bedroom leading to His Royal Highness Phyllis The cell where he was imprisoned.”

"Perhaps, we can take advantage of Augustus' long absence from the Holy See to break all the restrictions and rescue Saint Felice."

Rossweisse frowned.

I was a little unhappy with Douglas's report.

She didn't want to rescue Phyllis. Although she was nominally her mother, there was no family relationship between the two. In Rossweisse's view, that woman was just a receptor used by the gods to give birth to herself, and there was no relationship between them. other meanings.

This receptor may be Phyllis, or Alice, Alice...

If she didn't have a trace of Felice's blood flowing through her body, she would become purer and more noble.

It was Phyllis, the mother, who left a trace of filth on her body that could not be eradicated throughout her life.

What's more, what has become of this so-called mother after being imprisoned for decades?

Will he become filthy, dirty, and miserable? Will he become a lunatic after being imprisoned? Such a woman is actually his mother, will it affect her reputation as the daughter of a god and the first female pope of the Holy See?

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Chapter 347 Witch Connection (2)

Although she had never seen her mother, Rossweisse was already full of disgust for her.

But she couldn't show it in front of Douglas, even though Douglas was her most loyal lackey and confidant.

In front of others, she had to pretend to be very worried about her mother. If she showed her dissatisfaction and disgust with her mother and didn't save her mother, it would definitely damage her image as the daughter of God and add some indelible stains to the glory of the first female pope of the Holy See.

Rossweisse's face showed some anxiety: "Really? That's great, Douglas, please investigate it clearly, and then I will personally rescue my mother...."

"She has endured too much suffering for me."

"Douglas, I am grateful to have you by my side, otherwise I would never have been able to hold on until now. After I overthrow the brutal rule of Augustus, your contribution will be unmatched."

Douglas's facial muscles were shaking with excitement.

Ah, how kind and great the goddess is.

Being the greatest contributor to Her Highness the Goddess is the supreme honor for Douglas.

Douglas knelt devoutly in front of Rossweisse, held one of Rossweisse's feet with both hands, and kissed the tip of the shoe.

"Your Highness the Goddess, Douglas will offer you eternal loyalty."

Douglas's performance filled Rossweisse's heart with unprecedented satisfaction... Look, this is the second-in-command of the Holy See, Cardinal Douglas of the Inquisition.

A person who is stronger than himself and has a higher status than himself can only kneel in front of him and lick his shoes.

Rossweisse's heart was filled with unprecedented satisfaction.

But soon, that beautiful and noble face became gloomy again. His eyes swept across Douglas' crazy face. Rossweisse's heart was strongly satisfied, but she couldn't help but feel a little disgusted. Who allowed you to touch the body of this queen at will?

Who do you think you are? Can you touch the body of this queen at will? Only Lord Jello can touch her body, and anyone who tries to desecrate her body will pay the heaviest price.

That is to say, Douglas is still useful now, so Rossweisse can tolerate Douglas's rude behavior. When she sits on the position of the female pope and her position is completely stable, Douglas will no longer be necessary.

Suddenly, a strange idea emerged in her mind. If the man kneeling in front of her and licking her shoes is Qin Chu, that bastard, how good would it be?

Rossweisse didn't want to kill Qin Chu so quickly.

Although it is important to resurrect Lord Jello, she really wants to torture Qin Chu, the bastard.

Qin Chu is very powerful, but she, who has the blood of the gods, must have stronger potential and better talents than Qin Chu.

She wants to humiliate Qin Chu and let Qin Chu, the bastard, understand how wrong his previous decision was. To kill his most beloved little maid in front of Qin Chu and watch Qin Chu wailing in pain and despair, that picture must be very beautiful, right?

When she thought of this, Rossweisse couldn't help but show a twisted excitement in her eyes. It was so cool and comfortable. She couldn't wait to see that scene.

If Douglas wasn't still in front of her, she had to maintain the demeanor of a goddess. Rossweisse couldn't help laughing.

"Douglas, get up..."

Taking a deep breath, Rossweisse calmed down: "How about the other thing I asked you to investigate before?"

That's right, even while pursuing the power of the Pope and more powerful forces, Rossweisse didn't forget another goal, that is, the soul fragments of Lord Jero.

After conquering so many important figures in the Holy See, the manpower that Rossweisse could mobilize increased significantly.

"There are also some clues, which are being confirmed!"

Sage Mountain!

Thirteen great sages, except for Natia, the twelve old men all gathered together.

They keenly sensed the movement in the imperial city.

As the weakest of the four major forces in the empire, these dozen old men chose to withdraw.

Don't participate in the turmoil in the imperial city. After all, Sage Mountain can't afford to offend any of the three forces.

But these twelve old guys don't want it to be just like that. They are discussing something, and those contents must not be heard by Natia.

Civilian area.

In the bar, Candice frowned.

Some important information came from Romon, and Lord Horus must be notified immediately.

But I don't know what happened. Lord Horus can't be contacted at all, and I don't know what he is doing.

In the palace of the hero.

Saya didn't escape after all.

As Saya screamed in fear, the two bodies entangled together.

...

On the other side.

The noble area ushered in a new guest.

It was a girl.

She had a tall stature, a slender and well-proportioned figure.

Her body was just right, the most perfect proportion, one point more fat, one point less thin.

The long black dress exudes a slightly ominous aura, and the waterfall-like silver hair falls naturally behind her, almost to her knees. The black and white contrast makes her even more dazzling.

The scarlet eyes are full of enchantment.

This is Saya Nicholas.

Or, it is another Saya Nicholas.

The distance between the Demon King's City and the Imperial City of the Orwell Empire is more than a thousand miles, but this has never been a problem for Saya. She prays to the void and the space teleportation magic circle can be activated immediately.

Saya concluded that some ignorant guy in the human world was pretending to be her and swindling outside.

Although Saya felt that her temper should be considered as a relatively mild type among witches, she could not tolerate such things and decided to temporarily leave the Demon King's Palace and walk around in the human world.

Since she was going to the human world, the first place she came to was naturally the Imperial City of the Orwell Empire, the largest empire of mankind.

Speaking of which, when was the last time she entered the Imperial City? More than ten years ago? Some of her forgot.

But... Saya looked around suspiciously. The layout and architecture of the city were very similar to those ten years ago. There were some differences, but not many.

But when did the imperial city of the empire become so desolate?

Ten years ago, Saya clearly remembered that the imperial city was crowded with people and cars were coming and going on the streets of the noble district. It was not like now, where there were few people.

Could it be that the human empire declined so quickly because of the monsters' attacks?

Even the sky was gloomy, the whole city was lifeless, and the towering buildings looked more like tombs.

Well, it doesn't matter.

Saya didn't care much.

She wanted to find a shop to drink a cup of milk tea.

In the human world, the only thing that could attract Saya was some delicious cakes and delicious drinks. Apart from that, there was nothing else that could arouse Saya's interest.

Soon, Saya saw the target she was looking for. A smile suddenly bloomed on her beautiful face like a goddess, as if even the gloomy sky had a little more color because of this smile.

Saya quickened her pace and walked towards the cake shop, her black skirt fluttering gently, revealing a section of her fair calves.

She had only taken two steps:

“Ah!”

Saya suddenly stopped.

Her originally rosy little face suddenly turned pale.