Hail the King

The melodious bells are stirring in Sicily, resounding in every corner.

All the people who looked at the figure of a man and two women walking on the steps had strange expressions on their faces, because they seemed to have seen a scene that they saw not long ago, but actually happened more than a thousand years ago.

Fei and Angela stood together, holding hands, like the master of the gods and the master of the demons thousands of years ago.

More than half a month ago, the old Pope Stuby came to provide the scroll that sealed the memory fragments of the ancient gods. It showed the picture of the masters of the gods and demons standing in the air after defeating the "polluter". The unrestrained and incomparable temperament exuded by the two beings, the Lord of the Protoss and the Lord of the Demon Race, is exactly the same as Fei and Angela.

The only difference is that by Fei's side, besides Angela who looks like the lord of the demon clan, there is also a heroic Valkyrie Elena.

at the same time.

At the entrance of the opposite church, like a candle in the wind, an old man with thin white hair, age spots on his face, wrinkles like ravines, and a slightly trembling body appeared.

It was old Pope Stuby.

Half a year ago, the Pope, who once ruled the Holy See for an era, had stated clearly that after being tortured in the prison in the center of the earth, his lifespan had come to an end, and he would not survive a year at most.

Now that half a year has passed, the aura of decay and death on his body is indeed clearer. ,

If it wasn't supported by tyrannical and invincible strength, maybe a gust of wind could directly weather this body!

Three days ago when [Northern Emperor] appeared in Sicily, Staby did not come out to greet him. At that time, there were many rumors that the giant was about to lose his strength. It seems that today he is holding on for the final battle. coronation ceremony.

Some even worried that he would survive the last rites.

Some people also speculated that maybe it was the last obsession in his heart that was supporting him. Once he fulfilled his wish and blessed the Pope's crown and divine robe on [Northern Emperor], he would go with the wind and return to form. embrace!

At this time, Stuby was no longer the arrogant demeanor of the past, and with the support of two old gods who were also gray-haired, he could barely stand firm.

Maradona, the Martial Saint of Mainland China, stood beside Stubby with a neither happy nor sad expression.

Staby came to strengthen his spirits, holding the [Twilight of the Gods] scepter in one hand, the gold and silver Pope's robe in the other, and the crown of the gods, which symbolized the highest power of the Holy See, waiting at the entrance of the church.

When [Human Emperor of the Northern Territory] walks through the thousand and one steps and comes to him, the coronation ceremony will be officially carried out.

Everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Fei and Stubby.

As time went by, the distance between the two became shorter and shorter.

Throughout the ages, only a few lucky people who have been favored by God can step on this one thousand and one step, and those who set foot on this path, without exception, have been deeply involved in the history of the Azeroth continent. He engraved his own name and his own legend.

Undoubtedly, Fei is the youngest among these lucky ones.

Outrageously young!

Finally, under the eyes of everyone, Fei came to Stuby.

"My child, this moment has finally come." Stuby came with a faint smile on his face.

Fei's gaze quietly stared at the old man in front of him, staring at his eyes,

Then he nodded slightly: "Yeah, it's finally here, and I have to admit unabashedly that I can't wait."

"Greed is the original sin, child!" Stubby smiled, and first put the gold and silver Pope's robe lightly on Fei's body.

Fei nodded and said with a smile: "I think so too, but why do some people choose to embark on this path when they clearly know the horror of original sin?"

"That's because, sometimes, greed is also the driving force of history." Stuby came to lightly tap the [Twilight of the Gods] scepter in his hand on Fei's left and right shoulders, and proceeded routinely Exhortations of blessing and crowning.

"But history is written by the victors, right?" Fei Fei took the [Twilight of the Gods] scepter and held it tightly in his hand, still smiling.

"Of course, history is always written by victors, but who is the ultimate victor?" The smile on Staby's face remained the same.

The conversation between the two was ordinary and dull, but obviously, it was not suitable for an occasion like today. The two elderly priests around Stubby looked at the old and the young who were in the midst of arranging power with a little surprise. For some reason, during this conversation, they felt a trace of tit-for-tat.

Except for them, almost everyone present did not hear this conversation.

This is a conversation destined to never appear in the historical records.

Then, Stubby slowly took off the [Crown of the Gods] from his head, under the gaze of everyone, in the melodious and holy song of the Holy Spirit, and in the midst of the magnificent bells in the church, Put this crown, which symbolized the supreme power of the Holy See, on top of Fei who was kneeling on one knee.

Coronation!

This is the core and most significant action today.

When the [Gods Crown] was finally worn on Fei's head, there were applause and cheers from around.

The moment has finally arrived!

[Northern Emperor] became the Pope of the Holy See!

From then on, a legend on the continent of Azeroth will officially begin, and no one, nor any force, can survive against this young man who is only twenty-four or five years old in front of him!

He will look down on the world and be invincible in the world!

The Holy Spirit Formation in Sicily was activated at this moment.

A total of 108 silver holy beams of light soared into the sky, like the most magnificent and noble fireworks in the world, blooming in the void, the singing of the Holy Spirit stopped abruptly, and the bell of the sanctuary also dropped its last note. There are pure white angel wings falling slowly from the sky, like blooming white flowers, symbolizing purity and nobility!

Pope Alexander!

A new title.

The youngest pope in the history of the Holy See!

A new era for the Holy See has begun.

"Child, come with me, you come alone!" Stuby's body looked rickety, he no longer needed the support of the two old priests, turned around tremblingly, and walked towards the door of the sanctuary shrouded in holy light.

With a scepter in hand, a crown on his head, and a divine robe, Fei followed step by step into the holy hall.

At the same time, Maradona, the Martial Saint from the mainland, followed him in.

The two old priests looked at each other with a look of surprise. This is not an established part of the coronation ceremony. Could it be that the old pope finally couldn't hold on anymore? Before dying, what last words do you have to tell the new pope? But Maradona, the mainland martial artist, why should he follow up.

People's eyes, watching the backs of the three people, disappeared in the intense holy light.

These are the three most powerful people on the continent today.