Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 497 Noah's Ark, the destined disaster!

Chapter 497 Noah's Ark, the destined disaster!
The east coast and the center of church power, the city of seven hills, the papal basilica of St. Peter's.

If someone opens their spiritual vision here, they will find that not only the most important cathedral of the Creator Church, but also the entire City of Seven Hills is shrouded in strong holy light.

And in the deepest part of the holy light, there are seven layers of huge law networks hidden, with the "Holy Word Stone" in the church recording the Ten Commandments of God and Man as the center, spreading to the entire material world.

One of the foundations of humanity's orthodox supernatural system, the [Ladder of Glory], lies here. It is far from being comparable to the castrated version of the "Iron Law of Royal Power" of various countries.

Moreover, although the Silver Law has long been integrated into the sea of ​​humanity's collective subconscious, it does not belong to any one force.

However, a portion of the underlying management authority of the law has always remained in the hands of the Creator’s Church.

This can be seen from the strength and number of the extraordinary people.

There are hundreds of monasteries and convents that make up the Church of the Creator, countless churches and monasteries, as well as 98 cardinals in the College of Cardinals, 12 saints in the Council of God, and a high-order supernatural group such as the Pope.

If this terrifying combination could fully unite, there would be no problem for them to continue suppressing the darkness of the material world for another millennium.

Unfortunately, due to the Creator's own tendency to continue to divide and the human nature of fighting for power and profit, there are more and more factions within the church.

Today, with the Renaissance and ideological liberation movement launched by the legendary artists, the contradictions accumulated over the years have erupted, and they can no longer even keep up their superficial appearance.

In the deepest part of the apostolic complex, in a church dedicated to the traditional saint Saint John, many clergy of the Congregation of the Holy Childhood (Chapter 315) come and go in a hurry.

Everyone's face was tense, making the atmosphere even more depressing.

Under a giant silver cross in the main hall, a man in his fifties wearing a white robe was praying silently and devoutly.

A bright halo above his head, which constantly resonates with the entire church and even the [Silver Law], reveals his identity - Saint John, one of the twelve saints of the Council before God.

He seemed to be praying, but in fact he was coordinating with churches and monasteries across the country through the projection of the law, preparing to launch a new round of offensive against Protestantism.

“Casualties are just excuses!

I don't care what method you use, but within a week, enough copies of "The Gospel of the Kingdom of Heaven" must be delivered to Protestant parishes.

At this time, we must put the overall situation first. Whoever cannot withstand the pressure at a critical moment is not a devout believer of the Creator."

"Contact the traditional states in the Holy Silver Empire in advance. If anyone dares to support Protestantism at this time, don't blame us for putting away the cross and rolling out the guns."

“Where is the person who mediated a ceasefire between the two queens of Castile? Why hasn’t a ceasefire agreement been produced yet?

Which is more important, the throne or God's cause?"

He holds the lowest-level authority of the [Silver Law], and every word he says can cause an uproar in a large parish.

Under the collective system, this great power that transcends the country makes the royal power of other countries seem particularly insignificant.

Although the twelve saints were not kings, they originated from the original twelve disciples of the Son of God.

The Gospel of Genesis says: "But our Lord called the twelve disciples and gave them authority to drive out unclean spirits and to heal every disease and sickness."

The members of the [Ladder of Glory] sequence are all mortals and do not have the ability of eternal life, but the identity of the "Twelve Apostles" blessed by the [Creator] himself has been passed down.

Every saint has a [Saint's Ring] in his hand that he can keep for life, representing his status as a contemporary disciple.

The [Bishop's Ring] of an ordinary cardinal is equivalent to a fifth-level legend.

A saint who is already a legendary priest can immediately be on par with the pinnacle [King Title] by wearing the [Saint's Ring].

At critical moments, they can also summon the heroic spirits of the church in heaven who died for the Creator to help in the battle.

It is said that during the Dark Millennium, a secular monarchy once challenged the church, but was defeated by a certain saint who relied on his authority that transcended any single country and achieved a crushing and terrifying victory.

From then on, the coronation of kings and even emperors required the approval of the church to gain widespread recognition, and theocracy completely overwhelmed royal power.

However, the name "saint" sounds noble, but it has little to do with whether a person's nature is good or bad.

There is only one criterion, and that is to bring more and more devout believers to the church.

As long as you are a legendary clergyman of the Temple, no matter whether you do good or evil, as long as you gain enough thoughts and wishes to greatly enhance the power of the [Silver Law], you are qualified to inherit the authority of the Saint.

Obviously, most of the saints who climbed up step by step in this environment were not good people, and they would not even frown when sacrificing the devout clergy at the bottom.

St. John assigned all the tasks, leaned back in his chair tiredly, and pinched his brows.

Perhaps his spirit was very strong, but his body was no longer young.

There has been no progress on the [panacea] that he had been dreaming about, and a series of unexpected events recently have left him exhausted.

“It’s not just the wars for the thrones of Hastings and Castile; the sudden rise of Protestantism; but also the more critical Lunar Age and the Great Flood.

This is not the first time flooding has been recorded.

We must find Noah's Ark, which preserved most of the world's creatures during the great flood at the end of the Paleozoic Era before the mythological era. It is also the most powerful mythical warship in the world.

Otherwise, when the next flood comes from the spiritual world, we will be the ones who are drowned.

After more than a thousand years of searching, it has now been confirmed that [Noah's Ark] is definitely not in some corner of the Old World.

It is likely that it was brought to the center of the Echidna Triangle as the tide of the Source Sea receded.

The biggest problem now is that we need many Lighthouse Sequence Transcendents to use their souls to illuminate the unknown area and help us find the Ark!"

Thinking of this, St. John raised his hand again and activated the legal network, sending out a message.

It is like this in the rear. The low-level clergymen in the front only need to shout the holy words and fill the line with their own lives, but the saints who are strategizing in the rear have to consider much more.

When to decide to use an open strategy, when to use a covert strategy, and when to decide which part will die, all require careful consideration.

It's really hard work.

Soon the network of laws materialized, and a figure dressed in the regent's robe appeared in front of St. John.

He bowed slightly and said:
"Sir St. John, you are looking for me?"

The visitor was none other than Louis, the newly appointed regent of the Kingdom of Castile, the "Puppet King".

After rising to greater power in the country, he continued with his usual style of not being overly respectful even to a saint.

St. John looked him up and down, and he had to treat this collaborator who held great power in the secular world differently:
"Mr. Louis, your troubles should have been resolved, right?"

Previously, [Puppet King] Louis used the [Longitude and Latitude Sextant] twice in a row in order to rob his fellow thieves and escape in a hurry.

If you fail to walk the same distance in person within three months, you will be forced to start the one-way journey of the Sun or the Moon.

But the war for the throne was at a stalemate, so how could he have the time to make another trip to the First Gyre?
So after helping Juana to be crowned, he hurriedly sought help from St. John.

The latter was also very straightforward. He used the zero-level holy relic [True Cross] preserved by the church to help him perform a redemption ceremony and transfer the side effects from his body.

Because according to legend, the Son of God once shed blood on the cross and sacrificed himself, which is the greatest salvation. He said:

“This is my blood of the new covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.”

“If anyone brings an offering to [the Creator], he shall lay his hand on the head of the burnt offering, and it shall be accepted for his sins.”

One of the effects of the True Cross is to transfer the cost that one needs to bear to the "scapegoat". As long as the "scapegoat" is killed as a sacrifice to the Creator, future troubles can be avoided.

But the catch is that, just like Yom Kippur, a person only gets one chance each year.

Moreover, the scapegoat cannot be an ordinary sheep. It is necessary to capture a transcendent person of the same level or three innocent people of a lower level to serve as the scapegoat.

At the beginning, the Puppet King executed Beltran, Duke of Albuquerque who had an affair with Queen Joana, Bishop Fonseca's nephew, five or six servants and seven or eight palace guards, not only to vent his anger, but also to gather enough sacrifices.

After sacrificing them, the side effects were indeed eliminated, but when the Puppet King thought of these "fellows", his expression became obviously not very good.

It was not only because he was cuckolded dozens of times by a group of small people like ants, but also because he found that there was something wrong with the body he snatched from his own brother!

He knew that Enrique was born incompetent, but he didn't know where the problem was, so he simply replaced it with a good clockwork-powered baby.

In theory, no matter what the disease is, it will no longer be a problem.

However, in practice, it was found that the spring would always become inexplicably weak, and would often break down after working for less than a minute.

What's even more frightening is that he found himself becoming less and less interested in women. Instead, he gradually felt that those burly palace guards were somewhat good-looking.

"hiss!"

When he thought of this, he shuddered subconsciously.

Now there are rumors in the court that the throne of Castile is cursed, and any man who gets involved will suffer the fate of being "incompetent".

The angry puppet king turned all the serving female slaves and attendants into puppets.

St. John asked him if his trouble was solved?

All he wanted to say was: "This is big trouble!"

But Louis also knew that he couldn't afford to offend the saint in front of him for the time being, so he could only force a smile and said:

"Just tell me what you want me to do. I will never let you down."

St. John did not bother to pry into the puppet king's privacy, and got straight to the point:

"It's what I told you last time.

I need more [Artificial Lantern Men] for one thing.

Right now in the Old World, your Castile, the Hastings of the York family, and the Holy Silver Empire are all in chaos, but the colonies are calm.

Most of the Lighthouse Sequence Transcendents in the Old Continent have gone there, and it is a good opportunity to take action while the Southern Continent is being developed."

The puppet king suddenly looked embarrassed:
"But the number you need is too large. If you capture a large number of Lighthouse Sequence Extraordinary people, I am afraid it will cause a backlash from the Lighthouse Federation. Moreover, those pirates who used to be like scum and no one cared about them now have their own Pirate King [Wild Hunt]. Capturing pirates to make puppets is much more risky than before.

Especially at this time, is it really appropriate for the Kingdom of Castile and the Church to continue to make enemies at will?"

He is not completely stubborn. The past was the past, and the present is the present.

Isabella, who was trying to steal the throne, was enough to give him a headache, and he really didn't have enough energy to do something as stupid as this that might offend multiple powerful enemies.

St. John left no doubt:
“This is not a question of whether it is appropriate or not, but something that must be done no matter what the cost.

However, there are some things we don’t have to do ourselves.

Don't the Remitians have the largest slave market? Let their slave-hunting teams capture people, and you just need to be responsible for the post-processing.

After the Remit people established their country in the southern continent, their immediate neighbors happened to be the Barbary pirates who believed in the Holy Spirit Church and the immigrants from the Star-Moon Empire. There was no better hunting target than them.

If it is managed well, maybe even the settlements of neighboring countries can be taken into account.

The Council of God will return the Holy Priest's Ring to them from their ancestor, the traitor among the Twelve Apostles who betrayed the Son of God. Those guys will not refuse such a good thing."

Hearing this, the Puppet King finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"Okay, that's no problem."

After the puppet king left, St. John sat back in his chair and resumed his prayer posture, muttering:
“Protestantism is all damned heresy, and we are God’s spokesmen.

All the high-ranking officials in the church knew that something had gone wrong with the Creator and they no longer needed to worry about God’s reaction.

Outsiders think that the Protestantism is attacking us just because of a dispute over faith, but they don't know that the nature of this religious dispute is no different from the war of the gods back then.

All for the fight for anchoring and a glimmer of hope!
Before the great catastrophe comes, we must, at all costs, completely eradicate Protestant thought and keep the faith of the entire continent firmly in the hands of our traditionalists.

The [Noa Ark] is the ultimate killer.

Once things become impossible to do, we who control the Ark will decide who can get on board and who cannot, and in disguise control the life and death of everyone, which is equivalent to ruling the entire world.

Time is running out. For the sake of humanity, whoever dares to stand in the way must die!"

Speaking of the Ark, St. John subconsciously turned his head towards Malta Island and the direction of the triangular circulation of the Sea of ​​Monsters:
“We had agreed to bring back the nautical chart of Noah’s Ark in exchange for him, but that unruly guy has been gone for ten years and there has been no news since.

Could he have died overseas?
In this case, the hostage will be of no use at all."

Malta Abbey, the chaos is over.

Although [Mother of Creation Lilith] was strong, the power of the Blood Angel Lamia was only a trace, and the polluted nun was ultimately unable to escape the suppression of the divine realm.

In the end, she was captured by a group of armed nuns, and her body was permanently changed like her companions.

A pair of curved horns grew on its head, its entire body turned blood red as if it had lost its skin, and a snake's tongue kept spitting out of its mouth.

After she was also taken to the detention room, the atmosphere in the library did not calm down for a long time.

In just a few minutes, two companions were contaminated by forbidden knowledge. Even if Marina encouraged them, how could the others continue to catch up?

The work belongs to the church, but your life is your own.

Sister Marina realized that this was not going to work. Even if they were all planned cannon fodder, they couldn't die in such a meaningless way.

Being contaminated by "angels" is fine, but being killed by the fallen followers is really a waste, and it seriously affects efficiency.

After pondering for a while, he decided to change the working mode and ordered everyone:

“The underground prison is the place with the strongest divine defense level in the entire monastery, and it is safer than the dean’s office.

Now I order everyone to move the scriptorium to the underground prison to prevent accidental injuries due to loss of control. Each person will be assigned a single room.

They were all sent to prison at 4 a.m., the cell doors were locked, and they left at 9 p.m., eating the same quality prison food as the prisoners in the special cells.

Do you have any questions? "

Of course, the devout nuns could not openly object, so they could only agree with a bitter face:

"No problem, that makes perfect sense."

"Although we are not ascetics or paladins, we can endure hardships."

Byron shook his head:

“These nuns are full of ivory-tower innocence.

When you enter the workplace, the reality is that as long as you are willing to endure hardships, you will always have endless hardships to endure in your life; as long as you can work, you will always have endless work to do.

And this nun really has her own way.

I have learned the essence of locking the copyist in a small dark room to write without any guidance.

There is nothing but empty cells, so there is no fish to catch even if one wants to. This can not only ensure the safety of personnel, but also greatly improve efficiency.

And it’s not 996 anymore, it’s 497. Even the cows and horses are crying.”

However, he had no choice but to follow a group of scribes back to the underground prison he had just visited.

During this time, Margaret and several aunts exchanged subtle glances with each other.

In the panic just now, no one noticed the abnormality that the bats deliberately avoided them, but they saw it clearly.

He vaguely sensed something, but remained silent the entire time so as not to let others notice anything unusual.

Only after everyone else had been arranged did they arrive at the bottom of the dungeon, where the "Man in the Iron Mask" was.

Each person had a cell, and when it was Margaret's turn, she was right next to the "Man in the Iron Mask".

They lit up whale oil lamps one after another and began to copy the forbidden book on sugarcane bagasse paper with some trepidation.

Judging from the nuns' diligence, I believe that within a day or two, the complete version of [Gospel of the Kingdom of Heaven] will appear on Byron's [First-level Holy Relic: Key of Omniscience].

Coming from the omniscient and omnipotent Creator, it is definitely one of the most valuable knowledge in the current world.

Inventions and relics related to civilization, such as "papermaking from bagasse", should have made it easiest for Byron to gain the exclusive title of truth, civilization, and knowledge.

In addition, the Gospel of Creation says that the Holy Spirit has been guiding mortals in the world to pursue the truth. He is one aspect of the Creator, and everyone may be possessed by the Holy Spirit.

When they are put together, perhaps an unexpected chemical reaction will occur.

Knowing the current state of the Creator, Byron became bolder.

If he continues like this, sooner or later the Pope will have to call him "Second Young Master" when he comes.

Of course, protection is still necessary.

"Other people's lives and deaths are determined by fate, but nothing can happen to my aunt and the others."

Byron got into their cell, secretly gave each of them a bite, and injected each of them with a large dose of [Elixir].

The treasure that traditional saints who want to become angels on earth have been seeking in order to eliminate the side effects of the "Gospel of the Kingdom of Heaven" is in his possession.

I can't say how many people there are, but there will be absolutely no problem in keeping my aunt and several aunts safe.

At the same time, part of the shielding of [Storm Seal Ring] was removed.

Under normal circumstances, the [Storm Signet Ring] can block all detections and prophecies. As long as Byron doesn't want others to, they can't indirectly target him through his relatives.

Now that he had loosened some of the restrictions, the anchor chains on his aunts and uncles that had been connected to Byron before immediately showed their original thick appearance.

As the few relatives still alive, they also shared the terrifying anchor of Byron who could beat the old gods in tug-of-war through the anchor chain, and immediately felt certain in their hearts.

The fear when copying the forbidden knowledge and the whispers in my ears disappeared immediately.

Obviously, in this world, relatives are not only weaknesses, but also armor!

The ladies who had suffered so much in the past year could not help but shudder, with infinite surprise filling their hearts:
"This is Byron?!"

At the same time, the raven flapped into Margaret's cell.

Considering that there was a strange "Iron-masked Man" next door, he used "I Don't Eat Beef" to break the prison rules, launched "Dream Execution", and came to his aunt's dream.

Needless to say, the scene is sensational.

After he cried incoherently in Margaret's arms for a while, he had to hand her the letters sent from the underworld by his uncle, cousin and sister-in-law.

Looking at the crying and laughing expression on his aunt's face, Byron felt only relieved and sad.

I vowed not to let such misfortune happen again.

At the same time, the "Iron Mask" in the luxurious cell next door took his third bath of the day and changed into a light gauze skirt.

He complained in his heart that after most of his supernatural powers were sealed, the side effects of black magic were still there, and taking a bath three times a day was too troublesome.

And if the cell had not been right by the sea with plenty of moisture, he would have probably lost control and fallen into depravity after being locked up for more than ten years.

After Byron removed part of the shielding of the [Storm Signet Ring], he suddenly tilted his head, and the pair of blue eyes behind the metal mask stared straight at the wall, as if he saw the scene next door.

The brilliant star map when the Tower Sequence [Prophet] activated the future vision suddenly appeared in his pupils, and he murmured unconsciously:
"Blood, fire, scimitar, pirate flag
It is truly a "star of disaster" that will cause turmoil wherever it goes!

Although he is rich and powerful, his marriage... Well, if I get involved with him, I'm afraid I won't be able to live a peaceful day again. What child would be so unlucky?"

(End of this chapter)

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