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Jiang Lu didn't care. He said "Oh" and urged: "Summon the angel quickly."
After saying that, he walked to the side and sat down, curiously began to dig out the hole, and was surprised when he found the bones of an unknown Roman emperor or pope and started playing with them, not paying attention to the two of them at all.
This disrespectful act made Clement VI frightened, but he did not dare to say anything. He just comforted himself in his heart: It's okay, he won't be able to jump around for long.
Then, Clement VI, who was still bound, knelt down in front of the cross and began the summoning ceremony.
He began to recite the Bible, just as before.
However, this time nothing happened to the cross.
Clement VI didn't think much about it, thinking that he had made a mistake in reading it, so he read it again.
But the second time, he concentrated on it and worked hard to make sure it was correct, but he still failed.
As he failed again and again, he began to panic a little, and cold sweat could not stop flowing down.
Raphael's face was also a little ugly.
"Is it possible that there are outsiders here, polluting the essence here, and the angel is not coming?"
"Yes... maybe..."
Clement VI was not too sure. In order to try to summon the angel, he turned around and asked politely: "Would you please go out first?"
"Is that okay, big fat pig?" Jiang Lu looked disgusted.
"Go out for a while, I'll try again..."
Finally, Jiang Lu sighed.
"No more pretending, I'm showing off my cards." He stood up and walked towards the cross: "Summon the angel, right? I'll do it!"
As he spoke, he took out the agreement to contract the devil.
Before Clement VI could react, Jiang Lu said: "You little burning angel, watch me use my big contract to summon you!"
He didn't even recite any spells, and the cross began to glow with golden light in the shocked eyes of the two people.
As before, Hasmaul appeared on the cross accompanied by red-gold flames.
"How is that possible?" Clement VI was stunned.
However, Bishop Raphael did not realize the seriousness of the problem. He still simply thought that the angels would definitely help them if they appeared here, so he shouted with tears and anger:
"Lord Angel! Please use your sacred fire to burn this heretic and rescue your loyal servant!!"
But Hasmore remained unmoved and simply fell from the cross to the ground without even looking at the two of them.
Jiang Lu rubbed her wings and said with a hint of blame: "Why didn't I know you had servants?"
"This is just their wishful thinking. I never said I would protect them."
Hasmoor could only see Jiang Lu, and he called out without a care: "Master."
"Ah?" The loyal Bishop Raphael was stunned at first, then stared at Hasmore in disbelief, and finally his pupils were shaking and he screamed in despair: "Ahhhh!!!"
Something seemed to collapse in Clement VI's heart.
His mind went blank, and his first reaction was to ask Jiang Lu: "You... God?"
"No." Jiang Lu shook his head firmly.
Then, Jiang Lu ignored the screams of Bishop Raphael, who had reached E6, and said easily: "As long as I am not your servant, I also thought that Rome also played the role of vassal, and the vassal is not my vassal."
But before Jiang Lu got angry, Hasmore had already frowned.
"It's noisy."
She pointed a finger, and Bishop Raphael could no longer make any sound except a hoarse "click" sound.
Jiang Lu confiscated Hasmore's Happy Beans, and Hasmore confiscated Raphael's vocal cords.
In a sense, there is nothing wrong with the vassal relationship.
Even though her body was weak, Hasmore let Jiang Lu play with her wings. She humbly said: "Master, since you are here, then everything must be over."
"Not urgent."
Jiang Lu originally planned to let Hasmore destroy the faith of Clement VI and promote the Red Cross by saving the Vatican, but now the plan has changed.
The cross of Jesus was now in front of him, and he had to do something to trouble God.
Looking at the obedient Hasmore in front of him, he suddenly had an idea.
"I want to play a game with you."
Hasmore raised his head: "Master, what do you want to play?"
Jiang Lu smiled slightly and took off the ropes from Clement VI and Bishop Raphael, who were no longer threatening.
“Play role play, The Passion of the Christ, you pretend to be Jesus.”
"Ah?" Although he didn't understand why, Hasmore nodded obediently: "What should I do?"
"You lean on the cross and put your hands on either side."
"Is that so?"
"Yes, that's good, then put your legs on these sides."
"so?"
"Yeah, okay, don't move now."
Jiang Lu finished the rope and asked, "Can you confiscate his vocal cords and temporarily blind them?"
"no problem."
Clement VI suddenly found himself invisible.
"Lord Angel! You can't do this to us!"
"Kaka."
"That is the True Cross. It is our lifeline... It is our luck!!"
"Kakakaka."
Jiang Lu listened to Bishop Raphael's clicks and was amused: "Cool ki cool, click ki ki, the Autobots are transforming!"
Clement VI began to cry: "He is a devil, you can't stand with the devil!!"
"Oh my, I didn't particularly want to play at first, but since the cross is your lifeblood, it seems I have to play!"
Jiang Lu raised the candlestick and roared righteously:
"Hasmore! Burn!"
As if the words were spoken, the holy fire ignited on Hasmore's wings.
Jiang Lu put the candlestick close to the holy fire and let the wax oil drip down the candlestick.
Hasmore began to tremble.
As if sensing Hasmore's discomfort, Clement VI shouted sadly: "Lord Angel! What's wrong with you, Lord Angel?!"
"Now you look as battered as Jesus."
Seeing the sharp contrast between the pale skin and the candle oil, Jiang Lu clapped his hands with satisfaction: "Perfect!"
"Kakakaka."
"Okay Bumblebee, stop talking."
Jiang Lu turned his head and scolded, then lifted Hasmore's chin. Seeing her confused look, he felt that the time had come.
So he entered the role and shouted:
"Jesus! Now I'm going to pierce your body with my Spear of Longinus! Let's see if you can convert me by splashing your pierced holy blood into my eyes!"
"Master, I will try my best..."
The next moment, Hasmore felt that his world had become completely blank. Apart from Jiang Lv's voice reading Chapter of the Gospel of Mark, the only sounds left in his ears were the desperate cries of Clement VI and Raphael. A rattling sound in the Bishop's throat.
She closed her eyes and immersed herself in the gentle world she was wrapped in.
The past thousands of years have been wasted... She thought silently...
Two people hung on the True Cross.
One is Jesus and the other is Hasmore.
Jesus is pain, Hasmael is joy.
Jesus shed his holy blood, blackening the cross and transforming the rotten wood into a holy object.
Hasmore whitewashed the cross, allowing the holy object to wash away the lead and turn it into a piece of rotten wood again.
In Western Europe, countless believers who were loyal to God felt that something cracked in their hearts at this moment.
They looked up in confusion and stared at the sky.
Suddenly I feel that the sky is not as unattainable as it used to be...
The indestructible holy object, the True Cross, was now just a piece of wood soaked in water, so it naturally broke.
Hasmoor, who lost his support, also fell backward.
But just when she was about to leave Jiang Lu, she suddenly came to her senses, supported herself on the ground with her wings, and finally maintained the connection with Jiang Lu.
Half a century later, Michelangelo Buonarroti left the world-famous ceiling painting - "The Divine Proverbs" in the Cathedral of San Gianillo. This scene was also reproduced by him, titled "Liberation" Angel".
At this point, it has become an art!
......
Jiang Lu returned to the Lord's Hall with the lost King Clement VI and Bishop Raphael.
His safe return gave the Red Cross a shot in the arm.
Giovanni was visibly relieved: "Great, it seems angels don't exist."
Others looked curiously at the two people who suddenly slumped for some reason, guessing that Jiang Lu's lie had been exposed, and they were probably depressed at the moment.
Clement VI and Bishop Raphael have not yet recovered from the shock. They listened to Giovanni's ignorant remarks and faced the ridiculing eyes of everyone. They tried to explain something, but in the end they just said numbly. Head turned to one side.
People who have never experienced it will not understand the feeling of faith collapse.