I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 249 Losing Hope
The direct gaze of "Destiny" dispelled the divine pollution of the Road to Deification, and then the divine power support of "Holiness" allowed Wyatt to be protected from the harm of the gaze.

The delicate balance achieved by accident is now allowing Wyatt to smoothly reach the end of the road to becoming a god.

At the same time, Wyatt couldn't help but become curious about how Noga, who was walking in front of him, was resisting the pollution from the divine world.

In short, she would definitely not tell herself.

Instead of worrying about these things, it is better to focus all your attention on the next thing.

The Pope has entered the divine realm. I wonder how far he has progressed with his plan.

Regardless of whether things are going well for him, I should prepare for the worst.

The two of them walked much more briskly, and they quickly completed the rest of the journey to the Gods.

They came to the entrance to the divine realm. The hole torn open by Wyatt was much smaller than the previous entrance, but it did not hinder passage.

But the most important thing was the Pope whom Wyatt saw at the door. He was kneeling on the ground facing the entrance, as if he had lost consciousness.

Seeing this scene, Wyatt guessed the reason.

It seems that I was worrying too much. When "Destiny" opened the entrance, it also allowed the Pope to experience the greatness of God.

Noga looked at Wyatt blankly, as if wondering why the Pope had become like this.

Wyatt didn't want to explain further about this, since she could probably guess why anyway.

After all, I have the script in my hand all the time.

The two of them stepped through the entrance and entered the realm of the gods.

The Pope seemed to hear the footsteps of the two people. He straightened his back suddenly and looked at them in horror.

Half of his face was covered in blood and half of his head was bald, with only a few strands of hair left.

But he did not die, even though he showed signs of infection.

His lips trembled, and it took him a long while to squeeze out a few words from his throat.

"There's something wrong with this place... Let's go, take me away... Don't even think about ascending, it's a scam!"

The Pope's mind was a mess. He had no idea what had happened to make things so bad.

He only knew that if they continued to stay in the God Realm, everyone would be doomed.

Even if he was lucky enough to escape, Wyatt and Noga might not be able to do so. Their divine power was far inferior to his, and their ability to resist pollution was also weak.

They themselves almost fell into the realm of gods. If they continue to go deeper, they will definitely become evil creatures.

No matter which of these two guys degenerates, it will be a disaster for the world.

Of course, if all the apostles, demigods and forces in the human world take action, they can definitely quell the disaster.

But Shenhui City will definitely be destroyed!

The entrance to the divine realm is located above Shenhui City. Once these two guys fall, they will descend into Shenhui City immediately.

By then, Shenhui City will be destroyed, the heartland of the Church will fall, and the entire Church will lose its foothold.

This is a great opportunity. The Kingdom of Mayos will definitely try every means to swallow up the church.

In any case, the church will perish, which is something the Pope does not want to see.

We have to let them leave, we have to think of a way...

"Go away, Wyatt... This is not the place for you." The Pope once again revealed his kind tone, "Go back quickly, you can't get into trouble... I can't be saved, but you can't get into trouble... Promise me that you will stay alive, and I'll leave everyone to you."

Noga looked at the Pope, then blinked at Wyatt.

This scene seemed to puzzle her. Not to mention Noga, even Wyatt couldn't hold it in anymore.

It must be said that these big shots who can make everything happen with a wave of their hands are really powerful. They are as thick-skinned as city walls and have no idea what shame is. Only threats to their lives can move them.

Even when he was about to die, he still felt that his disguise was flawless, and even wanted to make himself the Pope.

You really think your method of usurpation is supreme, don't you?

Wyatt sighed, walked up to the Pope and knelt on one knee.

He patted the Pope's shoulder, tears flashed in his eyes, and his brows frowned, as if tears would fall from his eyes in the next second.

Seeing that his sympathy card was working, the Pope immediately concluded that Wyatt did not understand his plan and that he still had room to maneuver.

As early as each of them was given the surname "Faladoux", the Pope had planted a seed in them.

As long as this surname is still related to them, as long as there are still a majority of people who think he belongs to this surname, then whether he is alive or not, as long as there is a Faradux to be crowned, he will return to the world.

Wyatt is still too naive. What does it matter if he is favored by "holiness"? The favor of God is not even charity.

For gods, the thing that is most abundant in the world is ants. Just because one falls in love with an ant on a whim does not mean that one has to give everything for it.

Giving away a piece of bread crumbs is the greatest gift you can give.

How could a little thing that had only lived for a few decades possibly compete with hundreds of years of accumulation?
The Pope staggered and hugged Wyatt's shoulders, his tone and expression became more kind, so that even though his face was ugly now, he still made people feel close to him.

"Child, I'm sorry for doing so many bad things to you... I have already taken care of Gray's remaining soul. She will enjoy bliss under the goddess's seat... Although it may sound a bit willful, please take good care of Ruburt and the others. You are their brother..."

After saying this, the Pope wanted to hug Wyatt in his arms. He thought this would be the final and decisive move, enough to arouse Wyatt's sympathy and respect.

It’s a pity that he was wrong from the beginning to the end.

Wyatt pressed against his chest, preventing him from succeeding.

Just when the Pope was puzzled, Wyatt suddenly smiled and said:

"Old Deng's gold coins don't drop much, but he has a lot of bullshit."

"Wyatt?"

"You've really played the last name 'Faradoux' too much. Do you think a small last name can make you immortal?"

"You misunderstood, I..."

"How about this, Old Deng." Wyatt took out a crown from somewhere, "I will take over as Pope now, and then I will kill you. You can see if you can be resurrected."

"you you……"

"Want to try it? Bet on whether I'm Wyatt Faradukes or Wyatt Owen."

The Pope is now unsure. He finds out that Wyatt knows everything about him, so does he still want to gamble?

Betting that he knew his methods but had no way to stop them, so he could only bluff?
The answer is that I don’t dare to gamble at all.

Real gamblers and politicians are completely different creatures.

Wyatt saw that the Pope had lost hope and he was quite satisfied with the result.

He stood up and looked at Noga beside him.

"Come on, Miss Demigod, now it's our time to be alone together."

"Let me see whether you are a friend or an enemy."

(End of this chapter)