In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 26 I will not return until I have destroyed Haotian!

"Thump, thump".

Late at night, Wang Zhao returned to the residence. He knocked twice, and the door opened by itself.

Why is it described as "self-reliant"?

Because there was no one behind the door.

"?"

Wang Zhao's eyes widened slightly, and suddenly he slowly turned around, only to see a ghost...

cough.

It turned out to be Sister Butterfly standing there silently, her gaze distant, like a lonely woman in her boudoir who had been waiting for her husband for a long time but had not seen him return.

Why are you so late coming home?

Her voice was as clear and calm as ever, but now it was like a chilling blast of ice, threatening to freeze Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao felt the eerie atmosphere, and whether it was his imagination or not, the sense of déjà vu in his heart grew stronger.

"Butterfly, Sister Butterfly, you're still awake..."

He then yawned, looking sleepy, and said he intended to use that as an excuse to get by.

However, Wang Zhao himself was taken aback as soon as he finished speaking.

Why would he do that?

I haven't done anything wrong...

strangeness.

"Come back earlier next time."

Butterfly didn't ask any further questions. She simply said something and then walked into the courtyard.

Wang Zhao smiled and agreed, then quickly followed her inside, closing the door behind him.

Honestly, he didn't do anything tonight.

What's so great about two little brats?

He was just a little kid comforting another little kid.

only……

Is that really all there is to it?

Wang Zhao inexplicably felt that his mind was a little sluggish today. It seemed that ever since that scene at the entrance of the library, he and a certain girl were no longer just strangers reading books together.

Or perhaps, the two remain strangers on the surface.

Since we're strangers...

So it's reasonable to hug for a while, right?

That's how Wang Zhao comforted himself.

As he entered the courtyard, he suddenly noticed a room that was never lit at night, and through the paper window, he saw a shapely human figure.

That was Bibi Dong's room.

In the past, Bibi Dong, being a saintess, had her own palace in the Spirit Hall, so it wasn't appropriate for her to come and live in the mansion. Usually, only Die and Wang Zhao lived in the mansion.

But why did she come today?

Seemingly noticing the boy's confusion, Die explained:

"Her Highness is relatively free now. We don't know what will happen when she becomes Pope, but at least for now, she can easily act according to her own preferences."

"So, Sister Dong'er is staying here tonight?"

The butterfly nodded.

At this moment, Bibi Dong, who was in the room, seemed to have noticed Wang Zhao's return. Without raising her head, she simply called out to the outside while organizing the documents and cases in her hands.

"Wang Zhao, come in."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhao paused, glanced at Sister Die beside him, gave a wry smile, and then walked in step by step.

I probably won't be able to rest tonight.

"Take a look at these documents, and then we'll discuss the deployment of the Spirit Hall's personnel and the arrangements for the Clear Sky Sect tomorrow..."

The two then began to have a long talk.

……

Early the next morning.

Wang Zhao stood on the roof, gazing at Bibi Dong's departing figure with a leisurely look in his eyes.

It's going to be another revolution...

I don't know if all my plans will go as I wish.

After all, I've been craving that thing for a long time.

Wang Zhao thought to himself.

He naturally wouldn't go along this time, nor did he intend to join in the fun, after all, he was just a minor Soul Master.

More importantly, even if he goes along, in what capacity should he go?

Bibi Dong's student?

A student of the future Pope?

None of this is appropriate, nor does it align with Wang Zhao's own principles of expediency.

Becoming the target of everyone's criticism may bring a moment of glory, but it will also bring endless troubles. How can you then focus on your cultivation?

Some people might choose to enjoy the limelight, but he wouldn't.

For Wang Zhao, it was better to pursue "freedom from unease" than to pursue comfort.

Moreover, as the soon-to-be new pope, Bibi Dong should rightfully play out this glorious role herself…

Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong, dressed in the noble attire of a saintess, stood at the head of the table, looking down upon the group of powerful figures, bishops, knights, and legions.

She took a slow breath, then exhaled, and then calmly and confidently proclaimed:

"Fellow citizens of the Spirit Hall!"

"Our Pope Qianxunji fought for the safety of the continent and pursued the villain Tang Hao, thus raising an army of justice; but unexpectedly, he did not change his bad nature and became extremely vicious, ultimately causing the death of our Spirit Hall Pope and damaging our holy prestige."

"Tang Hao is now like a stray dog ​​or a rat hiding in the dark corners of the continent, but this is not enough to quell the public's resentment."

"Considering that he is a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, and that the Clear Sky Sect has had many conflicts with my Spirit Hall in recent years, then we cannot let this go. We must settle both the old and new scores!"

At this moment, Ghost Douluo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly stood up, bowed to Bibi Dong, and then echoed:

"We beseech the Holy Maiden to issue the order to march upon Haotian and avenge our Pope!"

Since Ghost Douluo had started, Chrysanthemum Douluo wouldn't stand idly by either, and stepped forward as well:

"We beseech the Holy Maiden to issue the order to march upon Haotian and avenge our Pope!"

Upon seeing this, the bishops, knights, and legions below immediately knelt on one knee in unison, their imposing presence inspiring a resounding shout:

"We beg the Holy Maiden to give the order to march upon Haotian and avenge our Pope!!!"

Bibi Dong did not speak immediately, but gazed into the distance, as if waiting for something.

at last.

Outside the Papal Palace, a magnificent golden pillar of light rose from the distant mountains, and two figures dressed in golden robes and silver embroidery slowly emerged from either side of the pillar.

Both men had long, flowing blond hair and imposing physiques. The one on the left had a chilling gaze, like a colossal beast from the abyss, ready to devour everything; the one on the right resembled a lion, with fiery red eyes and an aura of intense heat emanating from him, as if he wanted to incinerate everything.

Offering Hall...

The second offering is Golden Crocodile Douluo!

The fourth offering is the Lion Fighter!

Those with considerable experience present immediately recognized the two individuals.

Therefore, the meaning of that golden pillar of light is self-evident.

The legendary Grand Priest, the invincible veteran Angel Douluo of the sky, Qian Daoliu!

What exactly is the purpose of the Hall of Offerings' arrival at this moment?

Those present couldn't help but secretly speculate, though deep down they already knew the answer.

This wave...

Haotian Sect's "pill"!

Qian Daoliu did not show up directly.

Neither of the two worshippers spoke; they simply stood silently on either side of Bibi Dong, their feet firmly planted in the air.

Its meaning is self-evident.

They came to support Bibi Dong and to express their support on behalf of the Temple of Worship.

At this moment, Bibi Dong finally spoke:

"Send word: prepare the army for battle! We will not return until we have defeated Haotian!"

"I will not return until I have defeated Haotian!"

"I will not return until I have defeated Haotian!"

"I will not return until I have defeated Haotian!"

……

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(End of this chapter)