The powerful figures hidden in the surrounding void were discussing amongst themselves. In fact, at this point, there was no need for them to conceal themselves anymore. They revealed themselves and gazed at each other from afar, none of them wanting to miss this grand event that would definitely be recorded in the annals of the continent.
Before he could finish speaking...
An extremely strange power suddenly appeared above Meazza, like a slicing knife, cutting away one-third of the Light Holy Power released by the Holy See's flying Church. A ball of light appeared in the sky, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Holy Church's Holy Power, neither giving way.
Within this ball of silver flame, a figure appeared and disappeared.
The surrounding crowd gasped in astonishment. This figure was none other than Maradona, the mysterious and elusive Continent Martial Saint, who had remained shrouded in mystery for a thousand years.
The powerful figures from all sides who were observing from the void couldn't help but start discussing among themselves again.
" The Continent Martial Saint has finally appeared, but unfortunately, his true identity is still unknown."
"For a thousand years, the strongest Human Clan under the stars, his individual strength was once the undisputed number one in the world, the only one who never feared the power of the Church, and the only one the Church could do nothing against. But now, under the glory of the Human Emperor of the Northern Region, will the Continent Martial Saint still be the strongest under the stars?"
"It's hard to say. The Human Emperor of the Northern Region even killed Platini, who knows what realm he's at now? The younger generation is truly formidable!"
"Which side do you think the Continent Martial Saint Association will stand on?"
"That goes without saying, he's definitely on the side of the Human Emperor of the Northern Region. He was the one who exposed the scandal about the acting Pope Platini, and he also possesses the Diwei Crystal that led to Platini's downfall. The Continent Martial Saint definitely has some secret dealings with the Human Emperor of the Northern Region."
"Not necessarily. If the Continent Martial Saint stands with the Human Emperor of the Northern Region, would Pope Blatter invite him to witness today's meeting as easily as Shazi? If the Human Emperor of the Northern Region and the Continent Martial Saint join forces, they might slaughter another Pope today!"
The crowd was abuzz with discussion, each holding their own opinion and making various guesses.
In any other place, these people would be high above, like gods, possessing countless secrets of the continent. But in this setting, they are no different from the gossipy aunties in the market, just ordinary customers.
Amidst this discussion, a huge shadow suddenly appeared without warning in the northeast direction of Meazza.
Ripples like mercury spread across the sky, as if an invisible curtain was being slowly drawn back.
In the next instant, in the previously empty void, a magnificent city that seemed to exist only in mythology gradually revealed its enormous and elegant form.
This is a magnificent city that defies description.
All praise and admiration lose their meaning in its presence.
When the entire city went from being invisible to being visible, the millions of troops on both sides along the Naples line who were on high alert, the powerful figures hidden in the void, and the Church experts in the opposite sky were all instantly in a state of blankness and mental paralysis due to the shock!
What a terrifying city!
They should never exist in this world.
Compared to this enormous silver city, the Holy Church's Flying Temple, which had once been admired and envied by countless people, was simply a child's plaything, utterly insignificant. It truly is a case of comparison is the thief of joy, and comparison is the thief of joy.
The previously arrogant Church and experts all looked troubled.
"This is... the legendary Sky City?"
"The legend is true! The [ Human Emperor of the Northern Region ] obtained the Sky City, his royal city. No wonder his strength is so monstrous; he actually acquired this treasure!"
"It is said that the Continent Martial Saint became a legend for a thousand years simply because he entered this city once. How could the Human Emperor of the Northern Region obtain it? Does the Northern Region Empire truly possess the destiny to unify the continent?"
After a moment of deathly silence, the hidden experts around them suddenly erupted like sparrows from a disturbed nest.
The Human Emperor of the Northern Region's appearance was truly awe-inspiring, completely overshadowing the Church's aura; they were simply not in the same league.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a ray of silver light grew from small to large, slowly emerging from the [ Sky City ] and appearing above Meazza City. It was a huge silver throne, forged from legendary materials, engraved with patterns and statues of gods from the ancient mythological era.
Standing on either side of the mercury-like steps of the throne were two Saint clad in golden armor.
One of them was none other than Frank Lampard, the [ Golden Lion ], who had recently become famous throughout the continent for his great victory over the Judgment Divine Knights. The other was Fernando Torres, a handsome young archer with long, flowing golden hair and a giant golden bow on his back.
However, these two dazzling Gold Saint could not steal the slightest bit of the brilliance from the handsome young man sitting on the throne.
Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her white clothes were as white as snow!
The ruler of the Northern Region Continent, the master of the Northern Region Empire, the one who controls the fate of the continent... Alexander, the Human Emperor of the Northern Region, a man who has lived a legendary life since he was eighteen!
The true protagonist of this tripartite meeting that will determine the fate of the mainland has finally appeared.
Everyone instinctively shut their mouths, and all murmurs ceased completely. It was an extremely strange scene, as if everyone felt they had lost the courage to speak in front of this man.
"I have arrived. Pope, show yourself."
The voice was clear and slowly spread out, containing an unquestionable majesty. Calling out the Pope's name directly sent a shiver down everyone's spine.
Opposite, the Holy Church's flying temple slowly floated up. A figure wearing a golden mask, a white robe, and holding a golden scepter walked slowly out of the temple entrance. Each step seemed to leave a void, as if walking on the ground. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in the void a hundred meters away from the Human Emperor of the Northern Region.
Is this person Pope Blatter?
This was the first time someone outside the high command of the Holy Church Church seen the face of the Pope. Although his face was covered by a golden mask, it still revealed enough information. He was not particularly burly, but rather somewhat thin, and looked like an ordinary person.
Especially the long, snow-white hair flowing behind the mask, seemingly trying to prove that the face beneath the mask is already weathered and aged enough.
It lacked the domineering presence that one might imagine, a presence that looked down upon the world.
It also lacks the terrifying power to cause the sky to collapse and the earth to split open at will.
The pope before them gave the impression of being just an ordinary strongman, an ordinary Old Man.
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
Above the Meazza, none of the three main figures in today's meeting spoke first. Instead, they each observed the other in an almost suffocating silence.
No one could possibly guess what these three most powerful and influential men on the continent were thinking. In the deathly silence, people could almost hear their own heartbeats.
The entire continent held its breath and stopped beating in that instant.
" Alexander..." The voice sounded like a sigh.
Finally, it was His Holiness the Church, the one who initiated the talks, who broke the silence.
His voice, like his white hair, gave off an aged feeling, yet it rang out clearly in the ears of everyone within a thousand miles. "To be honest, it's really hard to believe that one day I would meet and talk with a junior in this way."
Sun Fei smiled, stood up from the [ Throne of Creation ], and said, "What's wrong? Having been used to others kneeling and prostrating for a thousand years, are you starting to feel uncomfortable talking to people standing up?"
"Young man, I can hear sarcasm and discontent in your words," the Pope said calmly. "Could I interpret this as you having a very bad impression of the Holy Church?"
Sun Fei nodded without hesitation.
The Pope sighed and said softly, "To be honest, the Holy Church is indeed very disappointing these days, isn't it?"
A strange smile appeared on Sun Fei's face as he said, "That depends on what aspect you're referring to."
"Of course, I'm not referring to the current situation of the Church," the Pope said slowly, seemingly in a reflective tone. " The Church's problem is that, without knowing when it started, it has changed from top to bottom, losing its principles, deviating from its purpose, and beginning to decay and rot."
These words immediately shocked the entire world.
It's hard to believe that such words would come from the mouth of His Holiness the Pope.
For the past four or five hundred years, such words have been a taboo on this continent. Whoever utters such words will be captured and burned alive on the Holy Mountain Sicily Island by the all-pervasive and ruthless Holy Church Judgment Department.
Today, these words were uttered from the very mouth that should never have spoken them.
Sun Fei looked the Pope up and down with renewed eyes, and said in a strange tone, "Is this a hypocritical lament before the tide has turned? Or is it a repentance from a wise man and a child of God for the sins he has committed in the past?"
That's about one and a half chapters, one chapter is owed.
I'll start paying off my debts tomorrow.
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