Bright red flags all over the streets were fluttering in the wind, and white doves were deliberately released to shuttle back and forth among the ceremonial soldiers wearing royal costumes. The musicians, their faces flushed, mustered up their strength to play passionate flute sounds.
The bright red carpet stretches from the entrance of the Vatican City Church to the city gate, stretching for nearly five kilometers. No red carpet can reach this length, so it is made up of many carpets, as if to say, look. , we have used all our savings to welcome you back.
At the door of the church, white doves were flying and the sun was shining brightly, but Mobi's pale face was bloodless, and he stood like a skeleton at the door, as if the sun was taking a detour from him.
When he saw Ryan's figure covered in layers of black blood, a tragic pale smile appeared on Moby's face.
The red archbishop took a step forward and walked brightly in front of the crowd. Under the gaze of countless people in the Vatican City, he held a golden crown and walked up to Ryan.
"Welcome, the great, brave and respected Captain Lane."
Moby bent down slightly, with a hint of bitterness hidden in his smile.
Ryan looked expressionlessly at the man behind the scenes who sent him to suppress Caesar City. He smiled coldly and took off his cloak. The cloak that was originally as bright as blood now turned pitch black, as if it was dug out of a mud pit. .
Ryan said: "The mission you sent is really powerful. I almost died in Caesar City."
Moby saw clearly the disdain in Ryan's eyes.
That was not a disdain for him, Mobi, but a disdain for Caesar City.
Perhaps in Ryan's heart, he alone can suppress all forbidden areas in the eyes of the world!
Suppress the city of Caesar, no one dared to recommend themselves before this.
Therefore, Ryan's return sent the entire Vatican City into a frenzy.
People in Vatican City gathered on both sides of the road, looking eagerly at Ryan's figure. In their hearts, Ryan was already a legendary hero. His achievements in suppressing Caesar City were no less attractive than the legend of dragon slaying spread in the Middle Ages. people.
The city's flowers, white doves, ritual music, and red carpets are all prepared for Ryan, the legendary hero.
"Ryan! Ryan!"
"Ryan! Ryan!"
...
People all over the street were shouting Ryan's name loudly, and the fanatical atmosphere was contagious to everyone. This made the Crusader knights following Ryan hold their heads high and look like they were wearing new leather shoes.
"Captain Ryan has extraordinary abilities and suppressed Caesar City, bringing hope to all member states of the alliance. On behalf of the Catholic Church, I am here to award the legendary hero crown to Captain Ryan."
Moby smiled and raised his hand to put a golden crown on Ryan.
This crown has only been awarded to two people in the entire history of the Western church.
One is King Arthur, the leader of the Knights of the Round Table. He is like a mythical legend in the hearts of Westerners. He was once called the King of Eternity.
The second one is the most famous emperor of the Roman Empire, Julius Caesar, a legendary emperor who refused to be crowned by the church three times.
Now, the third person was born, that is, Ryan who suppressed Caesar City.
"No need." Ryan didn't even look at the crown. Suddenly, a crazy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and asked: "Are there any western restricted areas like Caesar City? Leave them all to me!"
Moby was stunned for a moment. He saw the flame shining in Ryan's eyes. It was a crazy flame called fighting spirit. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the man in front of him was an extraordinary person. He was a man with a soul that was almost like a god of war. !
"Is there any more?" Ryan asked again.
Moby nodded: "Yes, there are many, many, and stronger realms have appeared in many places. Do you want to do it alone? Don't go."
"Why? Are you pretending now?" Ryan smiled nonchalantly, stroking the hilt of the sword at his waist, and said softly: "Moby, I don't want to care about some of your little thoughts. You just need to deal with those. Just leave the list of restricted areas to me. If I die, you won’t lose anything, so why not?”
"Ryan, do you think I want you dead?"
"Whatever, I don't care what you want me to do." Ryan shrugged: "In this world, dying in battle is a normal thing. Either you are weak to death, or you chase the strong and die in battle. These two ways are just What you want and what I want are exactly the same."
"If you continue to be blind like this, you will really die sooner or later." Moby's pale face looked extremely serious at the moment, staring into Ryan's eyes, staring hard: "Don't be too blind, do your best, don't be brave, I actually I really don’t want to meet your body here one day, or you won’t even leave the body behind!”
Ryan put away all his expressions and stared at Moby.
There seemed to be invisible blades clashing between the two people.
But in the end, Moby took the lead to retract his gaze, turned his head slightly, put the crown into Ryan's hand, and then turned and left.
"You can choose whether you want the crown or not, just like Julius Caesar. I will tell you about the restricted areas. You can choose whether to go or not, just like King Arthur."
Looking at Moby's half-ricket and thin body hidden under the red archbishop's clothes, Ryan withdrew all the sharpness in his eyes, silently glanced at the crown, and then threw it at the door of the church.
The crown falling from the sky made countless people shocked and silent for a moment. Amidst the noisy ritual music, the golden crown made a collision sound when it came into contact with the ground. It seemed to suppress all the ritual music and resounded in everyone's ears. , they all watched with wide eyes as the golden crown rolled alone to the corner.
Rejected golden crown.
Captain Ryan left alone.
It seems that something historic happened today.
This scene is destined to be recorded in Western history.
Just in front of the window of the high building of the church, Moby quietly looked at the crown that Ryan had thrown away, with a bitter smile on his lips. He hesitated to speak, and stood silently, swallowing thousands of words into his stomach.
After all, you and I still have to come to this point of confrontation.
Moby looked up at the big maple tree outside the window.
Am I destined to be unable to escape this whirlpool of struggle in this life...
...
"Captain, I just found shocking news in the city!" The young knight suddenly ran to Ryan and said in a low voice: "I saw the Pope taking off his clothes and taking a shower. The old man looked fine on the outside, but from the chest down, he was covered in They are all big and small swollen sacs, and those swollen eyes are like eyes, and they can blink. The pope can’t hold on any longer, and Archbishop Moby will become the new pope.”
"Don't make up such boring stories."
Ryan revealed it without hesitation.
The young knight chuckled, as if it was really a joke.
"Captain, I'm not joking." But he suddenly repeated it, very seriously.
Ryan's horse-riding figure paused at the gate of Vatican City, looking back slightly, his eyes as deep as the sea.
