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"It's very late, please move to the restaurant in the garden, today's journey ends here, it's time for the guests to enjoy a wonderful dinner."

After introducing all the portraits, Anderson realized that it was almost sunset, so he said to everyone.

"Ah, I haven't tasted authentic Italian food in a long time".

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"This way, please".

Father Anderson led the crowd through a corridor and out into the garden.

Most of the Vatican is a garden, and there are actually few residential areas, but it also has its own basic social facilities.

"Will Mr. Pope speak at this banquet"?

Zhang Qi asked casually.

"Sorry, I heard from another bishop that Mr. Pope has recently suffered from very severe typhoid fever. Although it is not fatal, it is very likely that he will not be able to speak for a while, so the speech originally scheduled tonight is temporarily cancelled."

Father Anderson said very apologetically.

"Ah, I hope Mr. Pope can recover soon."

Dumbledore said very piously.

"Thank you for your kindness, I think so too."

Anderson bowed slightly, and then led everyone to sit down at the end of the long table.

The table was already full of all kinds of delicacies, perhaps considering that most of the guests were from Ifamoney, there were even French fries and burgers on the table?

Why is there such a strange thing in the dinner? Hey!

"Well, to be honest, although it is a bit greasy, the American fried chicken here is really good."

Father Anderson inserted a piece of chicken into his mouth with a fork, narrowing his eyes in satisfaction.

"By the way, Mr. Dumbledore, the Papal State is very interested in this Six Powers Tournament, and it is said that it will send a priest to observe it."

After eating the piece of fried chicken, Anderson said to Dumbledore.

"Let me guess, it must be you"?

Dumbledore asked half-jokingly and half-certainly.

"Yes, you guessed it right, it is indeed me."

Anderson shrugged his shoulders.

"Then, Anderson, remember to arrange a room for these two children, and if you don't mind, I have something I want to discuss with you alone."

Dumbledore nodded.

"Of course, Mr. Dumbledore, but I have a question, do I give them two rooms or one room"?

Anderson scratched his head and asked with some uncertainty.

"Well, actually the two of them have been living together for more than a year, but I think you should open two rooms."

Dumbledore said with a forced smile.

"Ah, okay then".

Anderson responded immediately.

"Well"…

Pricking up her ears, Astoria, who happened to hear the conversation between the two, blushed immediately, and lowered her head not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhang Qi didn't think it mattered at that time, anyway, he already knew that Dumbledore, like Grindelwald, was an old and dishonest person to some extent...

The atmosphere at the dinner was great, the food was delicious and the people were happy, even though the two groups had just had a fight.

However, just like the surging undercurrent under the calm sea, the ground is a peaceful scene at this time, but the underground is not like this, instead a deadly conspiracy is brewing.

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When Diane Ye breaks out of the cocoon, the world will be dyed blood red!

………

"Pa-ta, pa-ta"...

The hard rubber-soled shoes stepped on the smooth wet slate, making a rattling sound from far to near, which made people sound a little disturbed in this empty space.

It is well known that the Papal States have crypts.

The basement floor is the library, which stores countless magic books or alchemy materials of the Holy See. Anyone who is lucky enough to enter here will gain knowledge that he has never seen before. Every book here is priceless.

Few people know about the second basement floor, which is the site of the 13th branch of Judah, and the thirteenth branch of Judah had another name thousands of years ago——

Inquisition.

Countless heretics have been imprisoned and judged here, including but not limited to framed nobles, captured wizards, and most dark creatures.

Father Anderson is the Judgment Blade here. He is very friendly to humans, but he is extremely ruthless to those dark creatures.

Because he himself is a knife, the sharpest knife that the pope aimed at the alien!

The main composition of the second basement floor is the interrogation room, the dungeon, and the office where the adjudicator used to rest.

However, even Anderson didn't know that there were actually three underground floors in the Vatican.

As for the third underground floor, no one knows about it except the Pope and his extremely trusted confidantes.

"Good evening, Mr. Perrin".

The man wearing a luxurious robe and the Pope's crown sat tall on a stone throne. He stood up and bowed very reverently to the man who had just walked over.

"Good evening, Your Majesty the Pope, the sacred stone you provided is very useful. We have learned a lot from it, and in this event held to conceal people's eyes and ears, we have gained extra gains, so here On behalf of the Church of the Necromancers, I would like to express my gratitude to you."

The pale face of Mr. Perrin from the Prophecy Hall of the Magic Congress of the United States looked extremely strange under the candlelight. He walked forward with a smile, and gently stretched out his hand towards the Pope.

"So, Your Excellency Perrin, can I get what you promised me?"

The late old man sitting on the throne asked very anxiously.

"Of course, we always do what we say, but I want to ask you a question, why are you so obsessed with immortality?"

Perrin still asked with a smile, and then gently grabbed the old man's hand.

"Pfft!"

Countless small fleshy tentacles instantly pierced Perrin's skin~lightnovelpub.net~ and then ruthlessly plunged into the old man's palm!

"Ah! I can already feel the power pouring into my body."

The old man shouted ecstatically.

"For many years, we have been relying on the soul steel left by Pope Otto to prolong our lives, but that selfish guy made soul steel just to resurrect the saint in his mind, so he didn't spread the configuration of this metal Come down, so we can only regrettably live a little longer after taking our share"!

"However, those ancient books on the basement floor gave me inspiration. Since all I want is to be alive, why not use those lovely necromantic magic to absorb the lives of others?"

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The old man said frantically, countless black silk threads were spreading under his skin, piercing deeply into every muscle and bone.

"That's right! Only selfishness deserves to live in this world, because apart from ourselves, all living beings are part of Warlock Ion, and devouring the supreme Ion is our best reward to the Creator God"!

Perrin smiled and let go of his hand, and the thread under the old man's skin began to slowly dissipate.

The withered and yellow skin began to wrinkle and crack, revealing the new skin underneath, the atrophied muscles had begun to become plump and swollen again, and the bones and bone marrow had also begun to regenerate.

"This is the real miracle!"

The Pope looked at his gradually younger face reflected in the water, his fingers trembling slightly.