Chapter 125 National Funeral

"My son, human beings have been ruling the whole Lorden with wisdom and strength..." Sorry, serialized.

The old pope stared at his son and continued, "Son, you are running out of time, so you must study this ring. It is the key to defeat." While talking, his eyes were full of hope.

Chris felt bitter in his heart and said to himself: Your popes have not come up with a way to crack it for thousands of years. Now that they have just put it in my hands, let me seize the time to figure it out. Are you kidding me? But he said, "My son understands that he must do his best to solve the mystery of the ring and complete the mission of revitalizing the Holy Empire."

After listening to his son's words, the old pope nodded with joy and fell asleep. Chris carefully pulled out his arm, retreated to the door, called a few servants, ordered him to take good care of the old pope, and then retreated all the way to his study, carefully played with the ring left by God.

This ring is the inheritance of successive popes. The crown does not seem to have existed for a long time. The earliest records about the Pope have repeatedly appeared this ring. It is also known as the Pope's Ring, also known as the Emperor's Ring. The earliest record of this ring is the story of Pope Dovilia I wearing it on the battlefield, and then the ring appeared at the celebration of the old Dovilia I handing over the papacy to his son Dovilia II. It can be said that this ring has always been the symbol of the Pope and the epitome of the imperial power of the whole sacred empire.

This ring is made of metal of unknown material, which looks like mithril from afar, which also deceives everyone, but you can feel the energy contained in this ring and the unique texture when you wear it in your hand. The whole ring is decorated with wave-like vines, which is very gorgeous. The vines in the middle hold up a gem of unknown material. The whole ring seems to have no weight, but it really exists.

What is puzzling is the magical gem in the center of the ring. There is something flowing inside the gem. It can only be found by concentrating on the secret, because the flow of the thing is particularly slow and strange. The energy contained in the whole ring comes from this, and the flowing object flashes. The seductive light is like the vast stars in the universe, which is flexible and mysterious.

It seems that this is indeed a different ring, and it is really not what the world has. Chris studied carefully for a long time, but found nothing. It seemed that the seal of the ring was indeed not so easy to crack. Wearing the ring on his finger, Chris stood up and strained his waist, looked at the bright sky outside, and was ready to start a new day's work. A waiter hurried in and kept it. Tears said, "The old pope has passed away." After saying that, he knelt down.

"What?!" Chris stood up and looked at the waiter in front of him in shock. He couldn't believe that all this was true. He just talked to his father. Why did he die after seeing him for a while? He hurried to the door and wanted to rush to his father's bedroom. When he came in to report the waiter, Chris instinctively felt a trace of danger: "Who are you!?" He asked in a startling voice.

"Drink!" The waiter pulled out a dagger from the cuff and stabbed Chris in the chest. Chris was caught off guard and was stabbed by a sword. He covered his chest and staggered out of the door, trying to shout for help, but he found a warrior in armor standing outside the door, staring at his son Arnold.

"Arnold, save me, someone wants to assassinate me!" Chris shouted hysterically.

"I know, father, I've known it for a long time." Arnold said with a smile, and his smile made Chris feel a little dangerous.

"It's you! The killer you sent!" Chris pointed to his son and questioned in a trembling voice, forgetting that there was a evil star with a dagger behind him.

The assassin stabbed Chris in the back of the heart, and Chris spit out a stream of blood in his mouth and still cursed: "You beast! Sooner or later, this throne will be yours. How dare you kill me? You bastard! I X you..." Before he finished speaking, he was stabbed with another sword. He was speechless and stared at his shameless son with sad and indignant eyes, and finally fell down weakly.

Arnold took a step forward, pulled out his long sword, killed the equally defenseless assassin, and then began to shout, "Help! Come on, His Royal Highness Chris was assassinated!" At this time, the papal guard rushed over and saw the tragedy in front of him.

Arnold pretended to cry miserably, held his father's body, and fainted several times. With the persuasion of the guards, the weak Arnold finally got better and then issued an order to prepare for the funeral.

What makes many bodyguards different is that after issuing the order, the grandson of Arnold, who was still weak just now, couldn't wait to take off the ring symbolizing the Pope's identity from Chris's hand and put it on his finger.

The next morning, the proud young archbishop Archbishop Caster was killed in his home by a royal guard on charges of corruption and dereliction of duty. This task, which originally belonged to the divine punishment force, was carried out by the royal guard for the first time, which made people with intentions smell a trace of ominous.

Subsequently, the 54-year-old Archbishop Krust, the son of Archbishop Rodaram, took over the position of Archbishop of the Holy Empire. At the same time, he took office and pledged allegiance to the grandson of the new Pope Arnold. The Archbishop of Leon Barton, who was far away in the southern war zone, also sent back letters announcing his support for the young Arnold, the reign of the young Pope Arnold. Politics.

The prominent Pope Chris was killed and held a state funeral. The ceremony was very grand, comparable to the death of the Pope. The funeral procession of 10,000 people and the cruel burial of nearly 300 female slaves made the stormy Holy Empire even more bleak.

"Well, it's still good. Nearly 20 provinces in the whole north have been lost!" A citizen said angrily.

"Shh!" His partner quickly grabbed him, covered his mouth, looked around and said, "Don't you want to live? Now that God punishes people everywhere, how dare you touch this mold."

In 36180, the creation of the gods, on November 7, 1575, the eldest son of the Dovilia royal family, Chris, was assassinated at the age of 46. His eldest son, 27-year-old Arnold, took charge of the sacred imperial regime and inherited Chris's legacy and became the substitute pope.