The Pope and Alison's politeness embarrassed everyone. They ate the Communion on ice in the cold wind with candles inserted. Many people bit into the sharp biscuits and chewed them so hard that they almost cut their tongues.

This includes Carmen.

"Crunch, crunch~"

An accompanying believer stepped on the cracked soil and walked to Carmen. After looking at no one around him, he whispered:

"Pope, it's all recorded. There are a total of 275 investigators and reporters at the venue, and 76 of them intend to smear and retaliate against Her Royal Highness the Holy Lady."

"Humans are emotional animals, and they will judge their preferences for things based on their emotions. This is normal." Carmen looked at his subordinates with a smile, "Handle it more cleanly."

"Understood." The believer nodded, and then hesitated, "There are two believers of the God of Shallow Water in the empire who have reached level two. I'm afraid it will be a bit tricky."

"I will take care of that." Carmen smiled kindly after hearing this, and then looked at the church table not far away.

They were having a lively discussion.

At the table, the pastor of Blossom City was very excited when he saw Milos, but there was Alison sitting on the other side of the table. He did not dare to yell, so he could only ask in a low voice, "What are you doing? You are destroying the church, you know."

Well, the archdiocese has been eliminating bishops. If you are a bishop, do you have enough qualifications?"

After hearing this, Milos looked at the adults who were watching him, the biggest forces in the city, and said firmly, "I have the Spear of Rebellion. Even if the true god comes from across the way, I can stab him."

"A holy relic can't accomplish anything," the priest said earnestly.

Milos glanced at Alison when he heard this, and said quietly, "I also want to secretly establish the Inquisition. Do you really want me to tell you this kind of thing?"

"Do you have this right? Will the archdiocese agree?" The priest's eyes widened when he heard this.

"You don't need to worry about this." Milos shook his head slightly, "You should consider joining the Rachid Church."

"To surrender to you? The archdiocese is still there." The priest said with a bad expression.

Milos narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, "They will just sit around and protect themselves. When you are really in trouble, they will not lend a helping hand."

"I'll think about it," the pastor said with a frown.

Upon seeing this, Milos wanted to persuade him, but Alison who was listening on the side spoke.

"If you want to consider going home, don't you feel cold sitting on this cold stone?" Alison glared at the priest, then looked at Milos, "Mr. Bishop, it's so dark today, shouldn't you?

Is the show over?"

Milos was slightly stunned when he heard this, knowing that Alison couldn't wait any longer. He looked at the people on the field who were not eating very much, nodded and said, "Let's go."

Hearing this, a group of people felt like they were being amnested. In a moment, those in carriages, horses, and airships all ran away in an instant.

Alison looked at the suddenly empty dining table area, looked at Milos and smiled, "Where is my senior sister."

"She please come with me." Milos did not shirk and led Alison and Veroni directly towards a piled earth shack at the back.

The master and apprentice followed him to the earthen shack, opened the door curtain, and saw Medea holding her silver nail, which was completely in disgrace.

Not to mention the ulcers all over his body, black water flowed out from time to time, there were countless holes under his tattered clothes, and his hands and feet were swollen like a winter melon.

"You actually released the Holy Light Technique on her?" Veroni looked at Milos and narrowed her eyes, "It seems that there is not much sincerity in the so-called cooperation."

"Although her origin has been damaged, I have to say that without the treatment of the Holy Light, she may not be able to see you."

Milos shook his head slightly, "Although she has lost her sequence, I can guarantee you that she will have no problem living for three or two years."

The corner of Veroni's mouth twitched when she heard this, "So we still have to thank you."

"That's not necessary. After all, we also have disciples that we need from you."

Milos turned back to look at Veroni, "You have heard it before, I want to revive the church, and there will inevitably be obstacles on this road, such as being suppressed by those usurping churches and sneak attacks by dark organizations. In addition, conventional

Some exorcism missions are always accompanied by some surprises, which we hope Miss Alison can help solve."

"This is going to offend a lot of people," Veronie said.

"In the name of the church." Milos shook his head slightly, "In the name of our banner."

"There is no airtight wall." Veroni frowned, "And her abilities are limited."

"This is not a mandatory mission. Miss Allison can choose to go or not to go on missions that are considered dangerous. Moreover, with the Spear of Rebellion, we can also hurt those second-class gods."

"A sword can hurt people, but it may not be able to hit them. If the other person takes one breath, you will be finished." Veroni still shook her head.

"There is nothing in this world that is not dangerous. And Ms. Veroni, I think that although you are her mentor, you should also listen to her opinions. After all, in the profession of witch, the mentor is killed by his disciples because of his controlling nature.

A lot of people died."

Seeing her entanglement, Milos smiled and asked, "Do you think what I said is right?"

Veroni raised her eyebrows when she heard this. This priest was ruining the reputation of the witch.

She looked at Alison who kept dusting Medea with powder, "Alison, what do you think?"

"Does your church have vacuole-like cursed objects?" Alison looked back at Milos and asked.

"Not yet, but after conquering other churches, if there are any cursed objects of that kind, I will offer them as soon as possible." Milos said sincerely.

"Can I throw a body into the church you regulate?" Alison asked.

Milos frowned when he heard this, "But whose body are you going to throw away?"

"Aristocratic." Alison looked at him, "One hundred."

"Hiss~ I'm afraid this will have an indelible impact on the church." Milos took a breath of air after hearing this.

"Just say it's okay."

Alison looked at Medea who was smiling at her, and reached out to take back the silver nail.

"If you like it, it's not impossible." Milos gritted his teeth and said.

Alison nodded when she heard this, kicked aside Medea who was tugging on her trouser legs, then walked towards the small wooden table in the shed and patted the book of contract forward.

"Come, work out the details, and let's sign the contract." Alison looked at Milos and said, and then wrote words on the contract book.

The latter was a little hesitant when he saw this, how could such a secret agreement be written on paper, but seeing Veroni on the side looking like she wanted to stop him, he quickly walked over, and then looked at what Alison had written, and his eyes widened.

eyes.

"Isn't the position of presiding judge a bit high? They don't belong to each other." Milos looked at Alison, "You really dare to write it."

"I'm going to help, but I can't let you control me." Alison raised her eyebrows when she heard this, "It's okay if you disagree, but you have to make it clear that the presiding judge who took office is not as powerful as me and is discriminating against me. Then I will

You have the right to kill him."

Milos was horrified when he heard this. He found out that this witch was very addicted to killing, and she didn't seem to be easy to deal with.

"The position of presiding judge can be given to you, but you must be friendly to the brothers and sisters of the church." Milos frowned, "Write down the agreement not to attack church clergy and believers."

"No problem." Alison wrote according to Milos's wishes, and finally wrote a "but, those who mess with me or harm me will not count."

Milos' facial features gathered together when he saw this, and Alison also frowned, "Why is there something wrong with the writing?"

Milos rubbed his eyes and said, "What's the limit of provoking you? You won't kill someone just by looking at you while walking, right?"

"Of course not. I won't do anything without obvious hostility."

Alison shook her head slightly, and then continued to write the content of the contract. In addition to her position, she also had control and command rights over various cursed materials owned by the church, Templars, clergy, and the right to choose tasks, etc.

, Milos’ scalp was numb when he saw it.

When Alison finished writing the last word, she looked at Milos, "Do you think there is anything else that needs to be added?"

"You feel that your rights are greater than mine. Of course, this is okay, but there is one more thing to add: you must believe in the God of Creation." Milos gritted his teeth and agreed.

"This is not allowed, I have faith." Alison shook her head slightly.

"You have the Spear of Rebellion, and your beliefs can be changed." Milos persuaded, and then he suddenly realized, "By the way, add one more thing, the Spear of Rebellion must stay here in the church to improve the awareness of believers."

After hearing this, Alison looked at the record on the deed and felt that she couldn't take advantage of it, so she said, "This is fine. I can put it in the church when I don't use it, but you can't lose it."

"Of course not. There is a protective formation in the church." Milos nodded, and then quietly used the divine words, "Besides, I want to design an image for you to explain to the outside world, such as the God of Creation.

What do you think of a saint, or an apostle?"

Alison thought about it after hearing this, and felt that it was not impossible. After all, it was just a title. She was about to agree in a daze, but the next second she felt her pocket bulge, and Xiaoke got out.

Alison subconsciously wanted to push him back into her pocket, but failed to hold him down. She only saw him jumping onto the table with a whooshing sound, and then faced Milos directly.

On the other side, Milos saw the sudden appearance of a black mass and glanced at it subconsciously.

"ah!"

Milos opened his mouth and let out a silent cry. The cry seemed to be an old thing, separated from him by time and space.

He had never seen the abyss, but at this moment Milos felt that he had seen it, and his spiritual instinct told him that the chaotic, incomprehensible and ominous black crawling was what the abyss looked like.

In an instant, things that could not be recognized and described were engraved in Milos' mind. It was because he encountered similar things in his memory, but did not understand its meaning, but this did not delay his consciousness following the gaze of the red eyes.

It beats with the twisting of the tentacles, and the spirituality resonates with it in a moment, and then the spirituality begins to collapse at a frequency that is not its own.

In a daze, Milos felt a gravitational force, and his whole soul began to peel, turning into fragments and floating into those scarlet eyes.

Alison witnessed all this. Milos's eyes started to tremble with dull eyes when he came out of Xiaoke, and she suddenly realized what had just happened.

"Do you want to die for using divine words on me when you sign the agreement?"

Alison looked at Milos, who was trembling with fear, and slapped him, knocking him to the ground.
Chapter completed!