In the palace, a middle-aged man sat upright on the throne, wearing a crown, was the emperor of the entire Titan Empire, Emperor Inbera. Literature Museum

Emperor Inbera looked coldly ahead, and in the distance, his enemy was attacking.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

A sound of footsteps came, and the Son of the God of War walked in wearing black armor and knelt on one knee, "Your Majesty, all the enemies have been killed."

Speaking of killing, Tristan, the son of the God of War, thundered imperceptibly, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Once upon a time, he was one of them, but now he was going to raise his butcher knife and point it at his compatriots.

"Damn the rioters, they should die." Emperor Inbera seemed to have not seen the strangeness of the son of the God of War. He gritted his teeth and cursed these believers who tried to take his crown and life. He drew his long sword from his scabbard and flew in the air, with a cruel voice. "The people of the Holy See have attacked us, and we should fight back."

"Your Majesty, we are not ready yet." He was proud, but not dominated by pride. He understood where his strength was. "The angels of the Holy See are very powerful. If they go together, even I will not be their opponent."

"Damn." Emperor Inbera finally gave up the idea of ​​attacking the Holy See now, and instead tried to find a way to weaken the Holy See. "Is there any way to limit the Holy See's influence? Even if they do not weaken their influence, they cannot continue to expand."

"You can introduce a new Holy See." Tristan, the son of the God of War, was silent and said, "I am making a deal with the hands of silver in the Kingdom of Great Britain. He recommends a strong man to come, but at the cost, we must allow their Holy See to come and spread faith."

"Strong?" Emperor Inbera had no interest in this strong man. In fact, except for the Eternal Knight, any other strong man was not attractive to him, because it turned out that except the Eternal Knight, other so-called strong man could use the knight to die, even if it was an angel.

"But introducing new beliefs is a good suggestion." Emperor Inbera considered it and decided to agree. "I will leave this matter to you. I need them to have a conflict as soon as possible."

"Of course, if the new Holy See is at a disadvantage in the confrontation with the Holy See, or even to destroy it, you can help them with restrictions."

"Yes." Tristan, the son of the God of War, followed the order and walked out in big strides. Before he was about to go out, his figure paused and hesitated for a moment.

"Do you have anything else?" Emperor Inbera was puzzled. He felt that today's son Tristan, the son of the God of War, was different from the former son of the God of War.

As for what's different, he can't feel it.

"Your Majesty, in your eyes, what are those people outside?" Tristan, the son of the God of War, breathed slightly faster. "Or what are those people who work hard outside?"

"There are rebels outside, and they should be killed. As for the people who are fortunate to work, they are my people." Emperor Inbera replied without hesitation.

Tristan, son of the God of War, asked again: "How should you treat them?"

"Give them land and let them survive on their own." Emperor Inbera still did not hesitate and directly expressed his thoughts.

In his eyes, everything in the empire is his. So are the people outside.

People only need to plant crops in the land and pay taxes on time. They don’t care about the rest, and they don’t bother to care about them.

"Sure enough." A hint of disappointment flashed in Tristan, the son of the God of War, and the figure that had originally stayed slowly disappeared into the hall.

"Strange." Emperor Inbera looked at the disappearing figure of Tristan, the son of the God of War, in confusion. A strange idea emerged again, "What's wrong with him today?"

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After the turmoil, there were many flames in Battalia. This was created by some gangsters who were taking advantage of the turmoil. They took advantage of the turmoil and attacked them, crazily stole property, and even put down the flames morbidly, causing some trouble for the guards.

Chen Xu walked on the street, and no one came to cause trouble for him, because he had changed his appearance at this time. No matter he was a guard or a soldier, he would not think that this person who did not match his height and appearance was the fanatical believer who was bold and bold in provoking riots.

Stepping into the tavern, a blonde came up immediately.

"Sir, what do you need?"

"Why didn't you go to the palace today?" Chen Xu asked an irrelevant question.

"I am not a believer of the Lord, why do you want to attack the palace?" The blonde smiled, with a lot of charm. "And it is very dangerous to attack the palace. I don't want to die."

"In addition, my tavern also needs people to protect, so I won't leave."

"Then you just have a sleep." Chen Xu's eyes were like ghosts, and he hypnotized the blonde in an instant.

As soon as he touched the space ring, a corpse fell out. With it, there was a cup, a magical artifact called the Holy Grail of Blood.

Chen Xu picked up the Holy Grail of Blood, tilted slightly, dripping a drop of Lucifer's blood onto the corpse's lips, and watching the blood disappear quickly into the corpse's mouth, nodding slightly.

This corpse is the corpse of Archbishop Kam. After Chen Xu was killed with the Longineus gun, the corpse was also put into the space ring.

Chen Xu wants to lure him into depravity.

The originally dim holy light suddenly became rich, but soon it turned into a black glow. At the same time, the wound on his chest was quickly recovering, and in the blink of an eye it became white, with no wounds visible, and the muscles were smooth.

Archbishop Kam slowly opened his eyes and saw Chen Xu at first sight. He raised his head in confusion and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am a Protestant." Chen Xu said.

Naturally, he would not tell Archbishop Kam that he was the one who killed him. Anyway, his appearance at that time was very different from his current appearance, so he was not afraid of being investigated.

"Protestant!" Archbishop Kam was shocked, and the black light covering his body began to fluctuate in circles.

He naturally knew what Protestantism was. He and other Archbishops and Popes had also discussed Protestantism issues. At that time, everyone unanimously ruled to eradicate Protestantism.

It was just that there was a disagreement in the eradication of Protestantism.

Some people think that Protestantism is a heretic cult and it is fundamentally shaken and should be eliminated immediately, but some people think that the current harm of arrogance is the royal family of the Titan Empire, so Protestantism will be eradicated after the royal family is eliminated.

Before the discussion on Protestantism came out, the Protestant people came here, and he was still in the hands of Protestantism.

"I just want you to join the Protestantism." Chen Xu didn't care what Archbishop Kam was thinking in his heart, because he knew that Archbishop Kam had no way out. "You were already dead, I saved you, but at the cost, your holy light was transformed into dark magic by me. You should understand what this means!"

What? Archbishop Kam was even more surprised. At this time, he reminded Chen Xu to check his body carefully. This examination made something wrong.

I don’t know when the Holy Light has been away from him, and replaced by a magic power of obscure darkness.

"What did you do to me?"

"The Blood of Lucifer." Chen Xu raised the Holy Grail, "Its name is the Holy Grail of Blood, which is filled with a drop of divine blood from the monarch Lucifer of the hell."

"Although what you drink is only diluted, not complete divine blood, it is enough for you to fall."

"And as long as you join us Protestantism, your magic will advance by leaps and bounds."

Chen Xu's voice was tempting, but not hypnosis.

He just used the purest language to lure the Archbishop.

For Archbishop Kam, who has strong spiritual will and is sensitive to elemental energy, the hypnosis method is useless at all.

At the moment of hypnosis, he can react and make defenses. Once he makes a defense, it is not easy to break through his spiritual defense line and hypnotize him.

"My body has fallen, but my faith will not fall. I will still serve the Lord and wait for redemption." Archbishop Kam said stubbornly.

"Haha..." Chen Xu suddenly laughed so hard that he couldn't stop, "The first time I heard that the Lord would redeeate you."

Chen Xu closed his smile and looked serious, "You should understand that faith has never been tolerant, and exclusivity is the only true meaning of faith."

Faith is tolerant, but the premise of tolerance is that you change your faith and become one of them. Otherwise, destruction will be your only end.

Even in the era before Chen Xu traveled through time, even when the divine power declined to that extent and faith was broken, the exclusivity of faith was still being displayed, but this kind of display turned from open to secret.

Whether it is the confrontation between Christian believers and Green believers, the struggle between Green believers and Taoist believers, the collision between Christian believers and Taoist believers, they all happen all the time.

This is still the case in that era, and it is even more crazy in this era.

It is normal to confront each other in secret, and it is not very strange to openly shout about burning heresy to death.

Archbishop Kam was silent. As the archbishop, he naturally understood the exclusiveness of faith than anyone else. He suddenly felt frowning.

“I have no other way to choose.”

"Yes, you have no other way to choose. Either accept my invitation and become a member of the Protestantism; or you will hide in Tibet in the future and encounter the double pursuit of the Holy Roman Holy Church and the Protestantism." Chen Xu invited with a smile: "If I were you, I would know the current affairs."
Chapter completed!