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Chapter 284 The Pope Decides to Die in Execution
The Pope lowered his head, utterly despondent.

As he walked down the long corridor, he made up his mind that he could no longer tolerate the humiliation inflicted by these thugs.

Look at the faces of these Satan's apostles.

The imposters who impersonate God are still crawling on all fours, treating God like a beast; this is blasphemy against God.

The middle-aged Chinese man handled the precious archaeological artifacts like figurines, showing absolutely no respect for history.

What's even more infuriating about Chinese women is that this man is already wearing a shawl around his waist and swinging it around, even though he's only allowed to wear it on important occasions and hasn't even worn it many times since becoming Pope.

The most despicable of all was the person who impersonated Jesus.

His crimes are too numerous to count.

Not only did he humiliate himself in every way, but he also made himself summon demons.

It's one thing to humiliate oneself.

He showed great disrespect to Jesus.

When he cosplayed the crucified Jesus, he even made two holes in his palms, treating the savior's sacrifice as a joke. His intentions are utterly despicable.

Faced with these vicious demons, I can no longer endure it.

Billions of believers are watching me, and God and Christ are watching me too.

My words and actions represent not only myself, but also the image of the entire church.

Rather than living a life of ignominy, it's better to go to heaven in a grand and glorious way.

The Pope looked down at the Holy Grail in his hand and murmured in a low voice.

"I am the Bishop of Rome, Christ's representative—"

When Li Ji saw the Pope arrive, he excitedly strode forward.

He wanted to run away, but then he thought that since he was now cosplaying as the real Jesus, he should maintain Jesus' dignity and solemnity.

The step he had just taken out was pulled back.

They slowly walked towards the Pope.

The Pope continued to whisper: "Successor to the Lord of all disciples, High Priest, Patriarch of the West—"

Li Ji cleared his throat and called out to him, "Leo XIV, our servant, come and look at me."

Delulu stared at the Pope with anticipation, hoping that if he looked up and saw Li Ji's appearance, he would wholeheartedly believe in her.

Then the Pope can announce to the whole world: Hong Xiuquan is the true successor of God!
The Pope seemed not to hear Li Ji's call, his head still bowed, muttering to himself: "Chief Bishop of Italy, Archbishop and Metropolitan of Rome—"

Seeing this, Li Ji figured the Pope might not be very familiar with his new name, so he raised his voice and shouted the other man's real name: "Robert Francis Prevost! Behold me! Behold your Messiah!"

The Pope still did not react, and continued to mutter: "Head of the Vatican City State and servant of the servants of God."

May the Lord bless you!

The Pope shouted and then raised the golden chalice and smashed it against his forehead.

Li Ji sensed something was wrong and rushed over in one stride.

In the blink of an eye, when the Holy Grail was only 5 centimeters away from the Pope's forehead, a slap landed cleanly and decisively on his face.

"Snapped--"

The hand holding the Holy Grail froze in place.

Dailulu folded her ears into an airplane shape and kept panting.

"Are you sick, meow! I told you to look at him, but you wouldn't, and you're still playing with the cup here, meow! The cup is already in your mouth, not on your head, are you senile, meow?!"

Li Ji pointed out sharply: "He wasn't just playing with the cup; it was more like he was trying to commit suicide."

"Suicide cat?"

Delulu stared in surprise, then slammed the golden Holy Grail to the ground.

The Pope watched helplessly as the golden cup was dented.

A heartbroken sob escaped his lips.

"You little old man, I never imagined you were under so much pressure, meow. Look, he's almost crying, meow. Do the people in the church often bully you, meow?" The Pope pointed at the golden cup, two lines of tears streaming down his face.

His inner thoughts were incredibly complex.

I finally mustered up the courage, but I failed to die. I survived, but the artifact was damaged. It was a religious relic from the 12th century!
"I get it, meow. They always use this to hit your head, right, meow? Broken cup, meow!"

Dailulu kicked the golden cup, sending it flying ten meters away.

As the golden cup shattered on the ground with a thud, the Pope's heart broke.

"The Holy Grail of the twelfth century!"

Delulu pulled the Pope to a seat to the side.

"Don't be sad, meow. I know it's not easy for people in your line of work, meow. We've prepared a surprise for you, see who it is, meow?"

With a smile on his face and full of anticipation, Li Ji walked up to the Pope.

The smile vanished instantly.

He noticed that the other person had their eyes tightly closed, and the lines around their eyes looked like thousands of branches of a tree.

Delulu soothed him like a preschool teacher, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Leo XIV is the best boy, meow. Open your eyes and look at meow."

The Pope was filled with fear. He couldn't figure out what kind of mental illness the person in front of him had. She had been extremely irritable before, but now she was like a caring older sister.

He didn't know what the other person wanted him to see, but he was certain that the other person had prepared something blasphemous and evil.

It might be another demon.

Could it be a great demon like Lucifer or Mammon?

The other party is an apostle of Satan; anything is possible.

Seeing that the Pope wouldn't open his eyes, Delulu's patience ran out.

"Open your eyes, meow!"

She went straight for the Pope, attempting to pry open his eyelids.

Hearing that familiar roar, the Pope was thrilled; that familiar feeling had returned!
He couldn't help but feel a strange sense of security.

Delulu used all her strength to pry open the Pope's eyelids and saw that the whites of his eyes were rolling upwards, and his pupils were appearing and disappearing under his eye sockets.

Li Ji had never seen such a stubborn person before, and he never expected that such a simple matter could lead to this situation.

The Pope shouted, "I will no longer obey you!"

Shark noticed the logical flaw and cleverly said, "Then you can continue to act as a man."

His witty remarks silenced everyone.

Milia asked curiously, "Why should we make him do that?"

Shark Baby chuckled: "Because he definitely can't suddenly change gender, which means he listens to us completely, and his argument falls apart! Aren't I smart?"

"That's pretty logical, meow."

The Pope was startled; such an obsession with logic must be the work of a demon.

The situation was clearly deadlocked.

Li Ji devised a plan.

"Pope, I'll give you 10 seconds to open your eyes, or I'll punish you."

The Pope closed his eyes, raised his proud head high, and said with righteous indignation, "Kill me or torture me as you please, I am prepared to be a martyr."

"I won't kill you, because murder is against the law."

"We won't hit you, meow."

The Pope silently covered his flushed face, which still bore cat paw prints.

Shark Baby asked first, "So what are we going to do?"

"We are going to publish your browser history."

(End of this chapter)