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Chapter 589 What secrets did His Majesty Li Chen uncover during his incognito visit? (Please subscribe)

The news quickly reached Li Chen's private castle in Holy Radiance City.

Carlos practically tumbled into the palace and knelt down with a thud: "My lord! His Holiness the Pope summons you to the Papal Palace immediately to receive your reward!"

Li Chen was lying lazily on Flora's plump thighs, enjoying the massage from Cecilia's slender fingers.

Hearing this, he merely raised his eyelids slightly: "Let's talk about it in a few days."

The news spread too fast; it had only been a few days. Li Chen hadn't had enough fun yet. The women of the Blood Demon Society were all unique and very daring.

Carlos nearly bit his tongue.

That was a summons from the Pope! In this country where theocracy reigns supreme, the Pope's decree is divine pronouncement.

Many bishops wait for decades and may not even get to see the Pope once, but this guy actually makes the Pope wait?

"This guard is truly fearless," Carlos thought to himself, but on the surface he immediately put on a serious expression: "I understand! The guard was greatly exhausted when he wiped out the Blood Demon Society and needs to recuperate for a few days. This is all for the glory of the Holy See!"

The paladins who came to deliver the order looked at each other in bewilderment.

This was the first time they had encountered someone who dared to postpone their meeting with the Pope.

But the man before them was a ruthless individual capable of killing the Blood Demon Society's leader with a single sword strike, and also the Pope's personal guard; no one dared to say anything more.

And so, Li Chen leisurely enjoyed another seven days.

During this time, he "converted" all the unique beauties of the Blood Demon Society, especially Carlos, who was captured later. It was truly unforgettable.

On the morning of the seventh day, Li Chen finally set off with satisfaction.

The carriage sent by the Papacy was pulled by eight pure white unicorns, its body entirely gilded and inlaid with twelve holy crystals, gleaming in the sunlight. This was the highest standard second only to the Pope's carriage.

The sights of Tian Sheng City are breathtaking.

The capital of the Eternal Day Empire was astonishingly large, with walls hundreds of meters high, entirely constructed of white holy crystal.

But what is most breathtaking is the even more magnificent Papal Palace in the city center.

Ludwig, who was accompanying him, respectfully explained: "Sir, that is a holy light barrier, which only the most devout believers can enter."

Of course, this is just one version of events; even if Emperor Charles of the Eternal Day were not devout, he still wouldn't have been able to enter.

As the chariot approached, the believers on the ground knelt down in worship.

They chanted "Holy Light above," and some were even moved to tears.

Through the crystal car window, Li Chen saw that the guards of the Papal Palace were all paladins, their armor radiating tangible holy light.

Inside the Papal Palace, however, the atmosphere was somewhat somber.

A white-haired cardinal angrily exclaimed, "This is outrageous! He has kept His Holiness the Pope waiting for seven whole days!"

“Exactly!” another female cardinal scoffed. “Even guards should know the rules!”

The Pope, seated on the Throne of Holy Light, wore a triple diamond crown, and his long, snow-white beard reached down to his chest, each hair seemingly bathed in holy light.

His deep, star-like eyes were half-closed, and his wrinkled face exuded a suffocating majesty.

The scepter, inlaid with twelve holy crystals, leaned against the throne, radiating a soft glow.

Just as the discussions grew louder, the golden doors of the main hall slowly opened.

Li Chen, dressed in a gilded holy robe, strolled in leisurely.

Behind him followed a trembling Ludwig and Deacon Lina, who held the "Words of the Guardian".

The Pope's gaze fell on Li Chen, and his pupils beneath the pure gold mask suddenly contracted.

He had never seen this person before! But the amethyst token worn at the other person's waist was definitely genuine. Could it be...?
The hall fell silent instantly, everyone waiting for the Pope to unleash his fury.

Some cardinals were ready to fan the flames, while Ludwig was ready to explain.

Unexpectedly, the Pope suddenly raised his hand: "All of you, step back." "Your Majesty?" A young cardinal could not believe his ears.

The Pope's voice suddenly turned cold: "Didn't you hear me?"

With a clanging sound of armor clashing, all the paladins and cardinals bowed and withdrew from the hall.

The heavy golden gate slowly closed, leaving only Li Chen and the Pope behind.

The Pope slowly rose to his feet, his holy white robes radiating a tangible holy light.

With each step he took, a golden ripple spread across the ground.

When he came to Li Chen's side, the air in the entire hall seemed to freeze.

“Your Majesty Li Chen,” the Pope’s voice was like the tolling of an ancient bell, making the crystal chandelier jingle, “you didn’t even tell me you were coming. Doesn’t this make it seem like the Holy See doesn’t know how to treat guests?”

Before he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure from heaven and earth suddenly erupted.

The gilded dome of the Papal Palace trembled violently, and the angel patterns on the stained glass windows cracked.

The paladins outside the main hall knelt down in unison, and even the cardinals had to hold onto the pillars to keep their balance.

“This is the first time I’ve ever seen His Majesty so angry.” A young cardinal’s teeth chattered.

The older female bishop turned pale: "It's over, something terrible is about to happen."

Ludwig stared intently at the tightly closed temple doors, his wrinkles trembling.

As the only person still able to stand, he clearly felt the terrifying pressure emanating from the Pope.

But at this moment.

Inside the Papal Palace, Li Chen remained unmoved amidst the raging storm of holy light.

His gilded robe fluttered in the wind, but a lazy smile played on his lips: "You know I like to travel incognito. Only by not revealing my identity can I see the real situation."

After saying that, he suddenly unleashed an earth-shattering aura.

Pure holy light swept through the entire hall like a tsunami, rivaling the Pope's oppressive aura.

boom!
The entire Papal Palace shook violently, and the sacred crystals embedded in the outer walls lit up with a blinding light.

Ludwig, who had been barely standing, collapsed to his knees with a thud, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"This...this is impossible! How can someone possibly rival His Holiness the Pope's divine power?" The young cardinal's eyes widened.
The copy of the Holy Word of the Guardian fell to the ground with a "thud" from Deacon Lina's hands.

The golden strands in her silver hair moved without wind, and her azure eyes shone with unprecedented fervor: "By the Holy Light... My Lord... My Lord..."

The eldest bishop collapsed to the ground, her lips trembling as she recited a prayer.

Ludwig struggled to lift his head, his old eyes filled with shock: Just who was this bodyguard?
Inside the Papal Palace, the void twisted and cracked under the collision of two forces, and gilded floor tiles were blown away one by one.

The Pope's long, white beard moved without wind, and a hint of surprise flashed in his deep eyes.

He was secretly shocked: the purity of this holy light was so pure?
No wonder he was able to kill Mordred with a single sword strike.

The two simultaneously withdrew their stances, and the violent energy fluctuations subsided instantly.

The two were actually exchanging secret signals. After all, they both knew that the other was a top expert on the continent. It wouldn't make sense for me to recognize you just because you have a token.

A sincere smile appeared on the Pope's wrinkled face: "Your Majesty Li Chen, what secrets did you discover during your incognito visit?"

He gestured for them to enter, and the gilded gate opened silently, revealing the Holy Light Garden behind it, where hundreds of flowers bloomed.

Li Chen followed along casually, saying, "The strength of the Holy See is closely related to faith. Pure faith, free from distractions, often produces the most loyal believers and the most powerful subordinates."

The Pope paused almost imperceptibly, glancing at the young emperor beside him. A sense of goodwill arose within him; compared to Charles, that hypocritical fool, this one was straightforward.

If Charles knew what the Pope was thinking, he would definitely say: "I just don't have Li Chen's strength. If I did, you'd see how I would scold you to your face!"

(End of this chapter)