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Chapter 116 Saint Michel 6000 is the helmsman(1/3)

"Pope, are you okay?" Rosen immediately became worried when he saw him.

"It's okay." St. Joseph took several deep breaths before he calmed down.

The scene just now really scared him a little, and when he heard the pessimistic words of the archaeological team members coming from his phone, his heart immediately tightened.

Fortunately, a change that surprised him only a while later happened.

He was shocked to see the floating in the air, with a halo, and a six-winged archangel slowly appearing behind him.

"Six-winged Archangel, this..." St. Joseph looked at the scene in disbelief.

"God, miracles!"

He stared at Michelle with a look of piety in his eyes unconsciously, "God, have you finally noticed here and sent an archangel to respond to us?"

He also saw Michelle as an archangel at first sight, especially the perfect and similar face of the archangel, which was like the best evidence, which made him believe this idea even more.

"I wonder which archangel came to this person?"

"Michelle...is it Michael?"

St. Joseph saw the Archangel easily causing the laser to return without help, and he couldn't help but look surprised.

It was not until the proton bullet that he became worried again.

"God said that light is good, and He separates light from darkness."

With the appearance of this sentence, the scene of darkness and light alternated even more shocked him.

Especially in the end, the proton bullet and the flying saucer dissipated under this attack, completely making him worship and fanatic.

"Where is this Michelle?" St. Joseph once again grabbed Rosen's thick arm, his eyes full of excitement.

Upon hearing this, Rosen couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Sorry, Pope, I don't know this either!"

Before St. Joseph asked, he continued, "You will know if you keep watching."

St. Joseph finally saw that Michelle seemed to disappear with the archangel behind him, and as he listened to the guesses coming from the video, he fell into despair.

"Are we abandoned again?"

He murmured to himself.

Rosen looked at the pope and hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir Pope, do you remember the last thing he said before?"

"I think he shouldn't abandon us, but just returned to the Lord."

St. Joseph recalled those last two passages.

"Your faith has not disappeared, you who are wandering and suspicious about your faith."

"As long as you have a firm faith in your heart, the power of God will be with you, and the divine light will guide you forward in the end."

A smile appeared on his originally desperate face.

"Yes, God has not abandoned us. As long as he is pious enough, God will definitely respond to us!"

Rosen also smiled in agreement.

"Prince Rosen, I think we should use this to expand our Lord's faith!"

Saint Joseph said happily.

Cross believers occupy nearly one-sixth of the world's population. They seem to be very powerful, but in fact they are already weak. Most of these believers only occupy a superficial identity as a believer.

In modern society where God has not shown miracles, there is no way to be very pious to God.

There is another more direct evidence of weakness, that is, in ancient Western Western times, the power of the king was granted divine authority!

For a long time, kings of Western countries needed to be recognized by the church, and emperors had to be crowned by the pope before they were regarded as orthodox.

Even the Pope had the right to nominally depose the incompetent king, which showed the prosperity of the Cross religion at that time.

With this video of the Six-Winged Archangel, it is not only possible to restore its previous status, but it is still possible to gain more say.

Thinking of this, St. Joseph XV looked at the statue of the Cross with a devout look.

During this period, Father Michelle's incident also caused a lot of trouble on the Internet.

Especially abroad, some cross believers cried with joy and ran around to tell each other.

There were even devout believers in the Cross, who gave Father Michel a noble title.

Saint Michelle!

...

Su Yun didn't know everything about the real world because he had already returned to another world.

Divine Stone Space.

Su Yun looked down at the pile of things in his hand.

In addition to a bag of cabbage seeds, there are also some chili and ginger, plus five pairs of white-lined fishing nets.

Originally, Su Yun's first goal was to pick rice, but when he thought that autumn had already come to another world and was not far from winter, he might have planted it now and died in winter.

So after thinking about it, he chose the seeds of cabbage. The cabbage usually matures in just thirty days and can fully bear the heavy responsibility of experiments.

As for peppers and ginger, the cycle is a bit long. He bought it just to give believers a taste of the seasoning in advance and use it to keep warm.

"Try the effect."

Su Yun took out the small cabbage seed packaging bag from the bag, tore it open and poured some seeds out.

The brown, small, round and rolling seeds fell on his hands.

Su Yun secretly mobilized the divine power in his body, and in an instant, a white light emitted from his palm, and the divine power slowly penetrated into the seeds.

"Huh, has it changed color?"

He was surprised to see that the originally brown cabbage seeds slowly began to fade under the infiltration of his divine power and gradually turned white.

After a few minutes passed, under gentle encroachment, the seed was completely occupied by divine power.

One by one, the works of art that seemed to be made of white jade appeared in his hands.

Su Yun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the cabbage seeds could increase their appearance after being baptized by divine power. He just didn't know what their appearance would look like after planting them.

After completing the baptism of cabbage seeds, he turned his attention to the outside world.

More than ten days passed, and there were wooden houses around the tribe, and most of the tribe moved out of the cave and lived in clean and spacious wooden houses.

Su Yun found the old priest's silk thread and asked him if there was any major event in the tribe recently and about business travel.

After the chat, he was surprised to find that after more than ten days, the travelers had not arrived yet, and nothing happened to the tribe.

"Those people shouldn't have rolled up the things and ran away?" Su Yun twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a little speechless.

Fortunately, those things are not very valuable at all, and even if they are rolled up, there is no big deal.

"Those people shouldn't be that short-sighted."

After thinking for a while, Su Yun still felt that the value of those things has not reached the point of circulating things, and giving up future transactions for the sake of small profits is not worth it anyway.

Moreover, salt is a consumable. As long as the members of the Vulcan tribe taste the sweetness, they will definitely continue to trade here.

There is only one porcelain bowl, and there is no need to worry about the lack of worries but the unevenness. One is definitely not enough for the priests and leaders to share.

Su Yun guessed that those people should have been stuck by something, which has not come yet.

After thinking about this, he ordered the priest to prepare for sacrifice…”

...

Vulcan tribe.

At this time, a team of five people walked out of the tribe not far.

If Su Yun was here, he would find that four of the five people were familiar to him, and they were the businessmen he visited the tribe last time.

They are Yan, Green Spot, Dashu and Dazhuang, and the other two are strangers.

"Damn Shadow Tribe, damn!"

Green Spot gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "It is clearly a large tribe of ten thousand people, but they started a war with our tribe for no reason. Do they have no scruples at all? It's really damn!"

"A lot of people in these Tian Clan died!"

As soon as these words came out, anger flashed in Yan and others beside them.

"We will get it back sooner or later!" Yan said with a heavy face.

"That's right!"

Several people agreed, and at this time a middle-aged man who was unfamiliar in the team said, "Okay, let alone that damn Shadow Tribe, our current mission is to trade items from the small tribe you mentioned."

Hearing this, Green Spot had to stop his mouth and glanced at him in awe.

"Yes, Lord Arm!"

He said respectfully.

As a third-level god warrior in the tribe, he can be said to be the most noble group of people in the tribe except for the priests and leaders. Moreover, his strength is here, so he can't be respectful.
To be continued...
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