Chapter 172
When people get old, they always like to immerse themselves in the past.
"The original pope was too merciful to the pagans, and he is no longer worthy of leading the Holy Truth."
"So I killed him."
When Ratzinger mentioned the events of that year, he also had memories on his face. He didn't seem to have any remorse for killing his former boss.
"Hahahaha, but Quina's ability is really useful!"
With his other hand, Ratzinger suddenly pulled out rolls of what seemed to be film from his body.
"All of them think that the old pope died at the hands of Caesar!"
"But, hahahaha!" Ratzinger picked up the film and laughed loudly at Lorne.
On the film, there are pictures of dead bodies and blood flowing across the field. In the middle, Ratzinger was wearing a pair of scarlet armor that was much larger than it is now. Laughing standing next to the corpse of an old man in a platinum cassock.
"So it can be said that this word of blood in Caesar's Blood Tyrant,"
Ratzinger lifted the film and stuck it to Lorne's face. Crazy laughed.
"I added it!"
"Ahahahaha!"
In the bloody hemisphere, a young man looked indifferent,
And an old man was laughing wildly!
After a while, Ratzinger restrained his smile,
"After suppressing it for so long, I finally feel comfortable speaking out today."
The pope without a smile is even more terrifying. Ratzinger put the film back in his body. Said to Lorne.
"I've told you so much, I can almost send you to hell!"
Ratzinger looked at Lorne's calm face, and the sense of accomplishment in his heart dissipated a lot.
Said a little impatiently.
"Repent well! Sin! I will send Caesar here soon to reunite you father and son!"
Click!
Then he directly broke Lorne's neck, he didn't want to see this emotionless eyes.
He casually threw Lorne's body like a rag bag aside, and the bloody protective shield covering the surroundings gradually disappeared.
He is going to clean up the battlefield.
After all the conspirators have been dealt with, he will return to be his own kind pope. Continue to lead the Holy Truth.
But save Quina's life.
After all, it is still useful to use his ability.
"Schoborg!"
Ratzinger saw the third seat among the Ten Glory Knights, Schuborg the Ignorant Hand, standing blankly on the ruins.
He stared blankly at himself.
"Get ready to clean up the mess." Ratzinger ordered Schuborg lightly as the bloody armor dissipated.
The sluggish hand in front of him was a diehard loyalist of the previous pope, but after he took over the position, he was quite obedient.
"Cough cough cough."
Ratzinger suddenly coughed a few times and sighed.
I am already old, and this body has almost reached its limit. This level is unbearable.
"My lord Bishop Ratzinger!" Schoberg said with a surprised expression.
"Is what you said before true?"
"ah?"
Ratzinger felt a little bit wrong after hearing Schoberg's words. Cold sweat seeped from the back.
I have always had a feeling of disharmony just now.
He was dazzled by Lorne's provocation just now, and he has not been aware of the abnormality of the surrounding environment.
He suddenly turned to look at Lorne, and the black-haired boy who fell on the ground suddenly opened his eyes.
The surrounding environment instantly shattered. Ratzinger saw Lorne sitting on a rock intact.
Looking at him with a smile, there was an undisguised sarcasm in his eyes.
The surrounding knights all looked at him with strange faces. His eyes were full of disbelief.
"What are you..." Ratzinger coughed suddenly before he finished speaking.
He touched his lips.
It was covered with bright red blood.
"Is it an ability similar to illusion!"
At this time, Ratzinger seemed to understand something, and looked towards his body.
It was full of holes pierced by spikes.
"ah!"
The long-awaited pain finally came back.
Ratzinger only felt severe pain all over his body, and he yelled. The whole person fell to his knees on the ground.
"Among the enemies I have encountered, your strength is the strongest." Lorne stood up and walked in front of Ratzinger.
"However, your will is the weakest, and you are too easily led by emotions. If Schberger hadn't reminded you, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to find out until you died."
"Lord Ratzinger."
A tall female knight, the fourth of the Ten Honored Knights, the Rose Sword Larsia. Walked in front of Ratzinger.
"Tell me it's all false. It's all a lie."
Ratzinger watched the knights around him look at him with such eyes.
"Good boy," Ratzinger looked at Larsia with kind eyes, making a kind look.
"Of course it's fake."
He reached out his hand as if he wanted to touch her. With red eyes, Larsiya lowered her head in front of Ratzinger.
"I'll pull out your memory, you don't remember anything!" After Larsiya lowered his head, Ratzinger's expression suddenly became ferocious.
A strange light flashed with a hand, and it grabbed Larsiya's head.
Snapped!
A figure appeared beside Larsia, pulled her back a step, and opened Ratzinger's hand with a slap.
"Still trying to use the old trick?"
Quina didn't know when she broke free from the bloody cage. He said with a look of disdain.
"Is my ability still useful?"
"Lord Ratzinger!"
After being pulled away, Larsiya looked up at Ratzinger. A look of despair.
"I've always wanted to ask."
Lorne walked to Quina's side and asked suspiciously.
"Theoretically, a person can only use one devil fruit."
"Why can he use two abilities?"
"This is because." Quina looked at Ratzinger who was kneeling on the ground, and said solemnly.
"It's because you're all going to die!"
Ratzinger, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up suddenly, and the blood around him shook Lorne and Quina away.
Blood armor covered his body. The blood healed the wound on his body, he said coldly.
"Mashug, inform the believers to perform the blood sacrifice."
The huge blood wings spread out like a god!
Sister Mashug, who was squatting in the crowd, showed a frenzied smile on her face.
"Yes, my Pope!"
She already knew what Ratzinger had done in the past, but what did it matter?
All for Holy Truth!
Anyone who stands in the way of the Holy Truth will die, including the previous Pope!
The believers hiding at home picked up the sharp knives in front of them one after another. Cut a slit on his wrist.
Blood flowed from the inside into the basin.
With the blessing of faith, they seem to feel no pain.
Ratzinger took a deep breath, and countless blood poured out from various rooms in Balan and gathered on him.
Like a waterfall of blood.
Armor covered his whole body, like a blood knight. At this time, he is exactly the same as the armor standing next to the previous pope in the film!
He stepped out and said in a cold voice.
"Are you ready to take my wrath?"
"200% power, have you ever seen it?"
