Earlier, I had only taken out the Shroud of Turin and the Holy Spear.
Now I took out three Holy Nails as well. "These things should be fake, right?" Since his true body was in Pompeii City, only the Holy Nails driven into that body were real.
He nodded. "That's right, but you can't say they're completely fake either. They do possess some holy power, but it doesn't do much damage to me. The real Holy Nails, however, can slowly devour my soul and destroy my body."
"Then shouldn't that wisp of soul in that body have been devoured long ago?"
"No. That wisp of soul cannot be devoured. It is immortal and indestructible. Otherwise, they would not have used such a method to imprison it. That is also why they do not dare to easily destroy my true body. Once my true body is destroyed, they will no longer be able to control that wisp of soul, and it will return on its own. That is why I want you to burn that body—so they will no longer have a vessel with which to imprison my soul."
"You could clearly have had your subordinates handle this. As far as I know, any one of the Twelve Apostles is stronger than me. Not to mention, besides the Twelve Apostles, you also have a group of people around you who are no weaker than them. Those people are your true strength!"
He smiled bitterly. "Do you think they would dare cremate my true body? Besides, you have seen the current state of the Holy See. If word got out that my true body was trapped in Pompeii City, can you imagine what kind of turmoil it would cause? It would be another bloodbath!"
That did seem to make sense.
True believers