"Chinese, you are very strong." As soon as he left the so-called God given room, a man like a missionary appeared in front of him at the door.
This man's skin is pale. He is white, and his skin color looks particularly morbid.
"Yes, you are the Pope of the dark Vatican?" He glanced at the man in front of him and smiled.
"Yes, but I prefer others to call me the human spokesman of Satan." The man bowed slightly, without much hostility, and seemed to be full of interest in pride.
"Satan's human spokesman, good, good, unfortunately..." proudly nodded and shook his head.
"Chinese, why is it a pity?"
Hearing this question, he smiled proudly and contemptuously: "believe in others in your heart and regard yourself as the spokesperson of others. From the beginning, your limitations have been determined. Therefore, your strength can only be limited to this level and cannot be improved."
"It seems that you think highly of yourself." The pope said, and a pamphlet appeared in his hand: "then, let me act on behalf of hell and send you to hell."
Ao seemed to hear something very funny. He pointed to his head and said, "then let me see how your so-called Satan sent me down."
The Pope opened the pamphlet in his hand and seemed ready to do it.
At this moment, a dark hand had held the Pope. As for the pamphlet, Ao did not know how to hold it in his hand.
"Sad guy, when you stand in front of me, you have lost any chance, Pope of the dark Vatican? Just a joke." With a flick of his proud finger, the pamphlet in his hand had been reduced to ashes, while the Pope was constantly shrinking by the dark hand, and a flush appeared on the Pope's pale face.
How can it be so powerful!
The Pope could not understand that he had met countless strong people. Even if the Pope of the Holy See gathered all his beliefs to fight him, he could retreat completely, but when facing this person, he was like a child, without any room for resistance.
Now, as the spokesman of Satan, he is ready to take the responsibility of hell. It seems that he has seen the scene of entering Hell and the end of his life.
Just when he was desperate and even ready to accept death, his strength loosened.
"I'm here just to see how good the fallen angel and the so-called dark Vatican are. Now it seems that it's a little disappointing for me. No wonder the fallen angel and all the people of the dark Vatican couldn't shake the position of the God of war together. It's normal to be expelled by the old master in China." Ao shook his head in disappointment, but his tone took it for granted. From the beginning, he knew it would be this result.
"You..."
Looking at the pride of leaving step by step, the Pope did not understand what the Chinese were thinking.
"Save your life and continue to serve your Satan. At that time, you must exercise your authority well and don't let me down." Ao left step by step, and at this time, the dark four old men in the room also came out one after another. They looked at the paralyzed Pope curiously, and left here one after another without stopping.