What evil intentions could an evil god possibly have?

The Pope stood in the center of the crater, glanced around, and gently placed his right hand on his chest.

After a gentle touch, the wounds on the sunken chest seemed to disappear.

He looked up at Su Yan, who was standing on the edge of a distant building.

Yes, that simple punch turned him into a meteor, piercing through more than a dozen buildings, leaving countless gaps, and landing him in a sparsely populated place.

If Su Yan hadn't consciously controlled the angle, he would have flown even further.

For example, the vast ocean with its endless waves behind him.

Su Yan disappeared from the spot.

The next second, she arrived at the edge of the pit, looked down at the Pope, and said indifferently, "Is this your idea of ​​fighting two against one?"

No matter how you look at it, or how many reasons there may be, this performance is still embarrassing, especially considering that the Pope recently displayed some unreasonable confidence.

"If I were to say yes again at this point..."

The Pope thought for a moment and said, "Isn't this very unbecoming of your status?"

Su Yan simply hummed in agreement.

The Pope said, "If I told you that I intentionally wanted to feel your fist, how would you feel?"

"Thinking?"

Su Yan said with a smile, "I'll think of her, and she'll definitely treat you like an idiot, and then she'll say a few sarcastic things to you."

The Pope knew that the "she" he was referring to was that woman, and said softly, "She is indeed still alive."

Su Yan said, "Do you still think she's really dead?"

"I don't think so. Even though I'd like to believe the conclusion we reached together, I firmly believe she's alive, even though I'd like her dead." The Pope's voice was calm.

It's like narrating a trivial matter that has nothing to do with you.

Su Yan's smile slowly faded, and she looked into his eyes thoughtfully.

"However, none of that matters anymore, because whether she lives or dies, I will not change my choice."

The Pope raised his head and looked at Lin Mushi in the distance, as if he saw that person in her.

Su Yan said, "So, have you figured out how to survive in front of me?"

Even as she said this, her expression remained calm and composed, exuding an air of authority.

The Pope nodded and said, "That is indeed a question worth considering."

Those who are entitled to hear part of this conversation.

For example, Lu Xiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because this meant that the previous statement about fighting two against one was very likely a lie and not true.

Lin Mushi, however, felt it wasn't that simple.

Then everyone heard the Pope's next words.

"You are stronger than I expected. It shouldn't be like this. In the simulation a few months ago, you were not as good as you are now."

He stretched out his right hand as if to grasp something from the void, and continued, "This is probably because you have resolved some inner conflict, made a decision that you had hesitated for a long time, or perhaps you were inspired by her."

Su Yan looked at him without saying a word.

The Pope calmly said, "In short, you have taken another step forward."

Su Yan remained silent, but her expression turned slightly somber.

This was the first time since the start of the war that she had lost her composure.

"We've arrived..."

The Pope looked into her eyes and said gently, "In my previous seat."

After he finished speaking, a book appeared out of nothingness and fell into his hands.

The book looked very old, bearing the strong marks of time, yet it was carefully preserved, remaining in excellent condition despite frequent reading.

The cold wind is coming.

The ancient book was gently turned, revealing a completely unfamiliar script. Then, faster and faster, the script gradually lost its shape and transformed into something else.

Su Yan watched quietly.

Her eyes became utterly indifferent, devoid of any emotion, displaying only absolute divinity.

The wind stopped.

The pages of the book were no longer turned.

All extraordinary powers in the world were suppressed, and even Xin Chu's process of sinking into the dream world was terminated.

The giant waves of that ocean gradually subsided.

The whole world changes according to her will, and nothing is exempt.

Her temples were damp with sweat, and despite the cold winter night, her body was burning hot.

The Pope smiled wryly, took the ancient book with his left hand, and then... tore off the page that had stopped with his right hand.

"I never imagined you could push me to this point," he sighed.

The words fell.

That page of the ancient book began to burn.

Su Yan looked into his eyes and asked seriously, "You even want to burn the Ancient Scroll of Sleep? Are you crazy?"

The Pope said, "What is there to regret if I can achieve my goal?"

The words fell.

The winds and waves rose again in the vast, empty sea, booming like thunder, as if a tsunami was about to arrive.

……

……

The rooftop of that building.

Gu Yuqiu watched this scene with an extremely indifferent expression.

Seeing her expression, Shen Muchan dared not speak and turned her head to look at the white cat in her arms.

The white cat meowed softly.

The meaning is very simple.

"What you want now... is almost gone, what are you going to do?"

Chapter 136: Chapter 134 The Former Master

Many days ago, on that rainy night the day after Gu Yuqiu and Lin Mushi met, Bai Mao couldn't help but ask his comrade what his purpose was.

It thought it wouldn't get an answer that day, and that it was just asking casually, but it didn't expect to actually get an answer.

—The Ancient Scroll of Sleeping Beauty.

This ancient book is not only a sacred object for the Church of the Sleeping Spirits, but also a symbol of their path and a pillar for the Lord of the Sleeping Spirits before his return.

Such an important thing cannot be used entirely at the discretion of the Pope; it requires the consent of several bishops in the Church before it can be used.

That's how it was supposed to be.

However... the Pope has now decided to turn his back on God, and those rules can no longer bind him. The appearance of the Scroll of Slumber tonight is only natural.

Neither Songtang nor Shen Muchan had ever imagined that the Pope would use the Ancient Scroll of Sleep in such a way.

The white cat looked at Gu Yuqiu, its eyes conveying the question it had asked earlier, but it received no answer.

Shen Muchan didn't understand the meow, and said with a slightly bewildered expression, "Since he has the Ancient Scroll of Sleep, Wuzui is bound to lose, so why does he have to do this?"

Even she, watching the Ancient Scroll of Sleep begin to burn, still felt a deep sense of regret and profound sorrow.

"time."

Gu Yuqiu suddenly said, "He's afraid it won't be time."

Shen Muchan was slightly taken aback, and asked again, "Too late?"

Gu Yuqiu hummed in agreement.

"On the evening that Lu Xiu and I were negotiating in the coffee shop, you killed a lot of people for me, from various organizations."

"None of those people were from the Church of the Sleeping Demons."

"The Pope's decision to withdraw believers was not based on piety, but on a very simple reason, which can be summarized in one sentence."

"...I want to hit you."

"Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven."

"what do you mean……"

"Ah."

Gu Yuqiu said, "It's very simple. The Pope used the most direct means to prevent the Lord of the Sleep from descending, thus blocking the way."

Shen Muchan asked in a low voice, "You said before that you had communicated with that ancient god. Was the content of that communication... to have Him descend today?"

Gu Yuqiu glanced at her and sighed, "Otherwise what?"

Shen Muchan raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Why are you sighing?"

Gu Yuqiu said, "I really can't muster the energy for these pointless rhetorical questions."

Shen Muchan couldn't understand her calmness, so she snorted and turned her head away, no longer looking at her.

Hearing this hum, the white cat was quite surprised, thinking that it seemed to mean that it was worried?

Without much thought, it meowed earnestly, inquiring about the truly important matter at hand.

"What should we do now about the Pope?"

Gu Yuqiu remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "She is stronger than you imagine."

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked towards the edge of the rooftop and then jumped off.