Pope Max floated quietly in the air without saying a word. When the entourage of the Holy See arrived, they were all shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.
There were countless casualties in the cliff city of more than 300,000 people. As time went by, the number of casualties continued to increase.
Since this disaster was sudden and city-wide, it was precisely because of this that even the existing city rescue team did not carry out any decent rescue operations at all.
The whole city is in flames, how can you expect anyone to come to the rescue?
Of course, for visitors to the Holy See, the most important thing is the safety of the Pope. Although everyone knows that the Pope is the number one person in the world, no one dares not to take the Pope's safety seriously.
Whether you know it or not is one thing; whether you take it seriously or not is another matter entirely.
"Your Majesty, are you okay? I'm scared to death. Why are you here in person? At least let your subordinates know!"
A bloated fat man rolled and crawled in front of Tada III, with a look of concern on his face.
Guerrero, secretary of the Holy See.
Most of the time, this secretary is the pope's spokesperson during retreat, responsible for all work when the pope is unable to handle matters large and small in person.
Of course, in fact, the Pope does not have too many daily official affairs to deal with, because the entire Holy See has already reached an unprecedented peak of reputation under the leadership of Tada III, and its reputation and influence in various countries on the mainland are comparable to those of local kings and lords.
The only thing left to do is to collect donations and membership fees regularly and attract some new members.
Some people may say, does such a large Holy See only have so much to do?
of course not.
In fact, the pope of the Holy See only plays a symbolic role in many cases. Tada III is the agent of the gods on this continent, and he performs the duties of the gods. Do you expect a god to take care of specific matters, big and small?
Obviously impossible.
Therefore, as the person who occupies the highest position among the most powerful forces in the world, although the Pope has unparalleled power, this does not mean that he needs to handle many affairs.
For example, it is like a giant ship. Of course, the captain has the highest status, but in fact, the captain only needs to make sure that the ship does not deviate from the course. As for how to start the ship, how many knots to drive after starting, and the management of personnel on the ship. , daily life, etc., all have specific responsible personnel, and the captain does not need to personally intervene.
Strictly speaking, if a large ship is reduced to the point where the captain is involved in all matters, then the ship will be really dangerous.
Guerrero is the mouthpiece responsible for conveying important and urgent matters to the Pope. Strictly speaking, he does not have much power. He is equivalent to the role of holding a pen for the emperor in an ancient country. There is also a special term called "Guerrero". Bingbi eunuch.
Of course, Guerrero is not a eunuch. As a normal man, his leisure and entertainment activities are more colorful than most people on this continent.
But in the eyes of this secretary, nothing is more important than the safety of his immediate boss, Tada III.
For him, only the Pope in this world can order him, and all his powers are given by this Pope.
For a person who can decide everything he owns, even his life, naturally nothing is more important to him than the safety of the other party.
Tada III glanced at his secretary and spoke calmly.
"You think something's wrong with me?"
"Hurry up, take people with you, and go rescue all the wounded." At this point, Max looked into the distance. There were houses with sparks everywhere, and bursts of crying and screaming could be heard from time to time.
"This city was destroyed like this, those bastards deserved it!"
Guerrero asked in surprise: "Your Majesty, those people you are talking about..."
"Who else could it be? Apart from them, who else could escape from my hands with those swords and swords from decades ago?"
As soon as he heard this, Guerrero's eyes immediately became serious. As a secretary who had been the Pope's staff for decades, he naturally knew very well what the Pope said about the sword.
It is true that only these two people can escape safely despite fighting the Pope.
This is the most powerful man in the world!
But Guerrero soon realized something was wrong. He squinted his triangular eyes for a long time, and a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face.
"Your Majesty! Are you...recovered?"
Max snorted coldly and did not look directly at his secretary. He only glanced at him briefly and then looked away.
"My secretary, are your reactions a little slow?"
Seeing the meaningful smile on His Majesty the Pope's face, Guerrero, who was still ecstatic, suddenly thought of a document he had read accidentally.
It was a document that had been burned in half for unknown reasons, but just the remaining half made the secretary, who had seen great storms, feel his heart beat wildly.
After just a quick glance, he forced himself to quickly forget about it.
Because he knew very well that even he should not know the secrets involved in that document.
His Majesty's performance and state... almost subconsciously, made him recall what was described in the document...
Immediately, this Secretary-General, who could be said to be inferior to one person and superior to tens of millions of people, forcibly stopped his original subconscious action, which was to shiver.
That person is still looking at him. If he dares to show any abnormal behavior, without any action, maybe just a thought, he will be burned to ashes by the sacred fire.
He had seen with his own eyes how His Majesty dealt with traitors.
That man at the beginning was a master who could smash a boulder weighing ten thousand kilograms with one kick, but in front of this skinny His Majesty the Pope, he was no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
That tough guy, who was two meters tall and could punch a person's head into his shoulder with one punch, was shaken into a sieve in front of His Majesty the Pope. He could do nothing but beg for mercy. In the end, he watched his body continue to burn, and the screams resounded through the basement of the high tower of the Holy See, but he never dared to make any move until the "sacred fire from heaven" completely burned it He couldn't move at all, leaving only a pair of still healthy teeth.
That set of teeth was thrown into the sea with his help!
Do you think Guerrero dared to show any unusual expression?
Obviously not!
Tada III stared at his secretary for a long time, until he couldn't help but shed a drop of sweat, and then finally withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly in approval.
"You, fine, go ahead and do as I say."
It wasn't until he heard these words that Guerrero, who felt like he was being pardoned, dared to stand up. He didn't bother to wipe the sweat on his head and walked backwards.
During this process, the death toll in Cliff City continued to increase in an alarming manner.
...
"Why fight? You left. You didn't even think about it. As soon as you left, old man Max got his wish." Ye Wuchen curled his lips and said disapprovingly.
"What's the meaning?"
Luo Tiangu looked confused.
"Do you think he is really going for you? With half of his foot crossing the threshold now, does he need to engage in such a big battle against you?" Ye Wuchen complained directly without mercy. road.
After hearing what the other party said, Luo Tiangu stopped doing it.
How? Is this still my fault?
wrong! Didn't you bring me in? Why are you blaming me?
Also, what do you mean by using such a huge array to deal with me? Am I that weak?
I am a horizontal sword!
But when he wanted to argue, the scene he saw made him speechless for a long time.
There seemed to be a sense of grievance that could not be expressed, which even made Luo Tiangu spit out a mouthful of pus and blood.
