233: Hallucinations and Killing

Ash drifted through the gray sky, and the air was filled with the smell of sulfur. The ground was covered in a thick layer of black ash, and as far as the eye could see, nothing grew, as if one had returned to the Fallen Zone on Blue Star.

This was Hell!

Xu Le had originally thought it was a favor, a gift, but he hadn't expected it to be just a transaction.

The content of the transaction was that he would delay his certification as the Son of God and, at the same time, bring two Cardinals along to Seal Satan.

Of course, this was just on the surface. In secret, the Pope had taken 10 Cardinals and snuck into Hell, having already headed to the deepest part of Hell to Seal Satan first.

The two Cardinals were just there as helpers to hold him back, ensuring that Xu Le would arrive at the deepest part of Hell a little later, so that they could share in the credit during the certification ceremony.

This was clearly not the first time, but the sixth!

Xu Le exclaimed, "Good grief," the previous Son of God had actually been cuckolded five times. Hmm, this time, he didn't even get the chance to be a cuckold.

"How pitiful. Though, it's none of my business."

The "rustling" sound of footsteps echoed through Hell. The two Cardinals, intimidated by the majesty of the Son of God and fearing that they might become the straw that broke the camel's back and cause him to lose his temper, dared not speak casually, making the atmosphere very quiet.

Xu Le asked, "Can I call you Wencai and Qiusheng?"

"?" The two turned the question over in their minds, exchanged a glance, and without finding an answer, simply agreed directly.

"Sure!" × 2

Xu Le: "...How much further?"

"Almost there." × 2

With two "chat geniuses" like them, the conversation died quickly.

Fortunately, a goat-horned demon appeared ahead, with fire-red skin, two black horns, and a small fork in its hand.

"Qiusheng" quickly took out a scroll and tore it open. A "Holy Light Imprisonment Spell" shot out, trapping the goat-horned demon in place.

"Wencai," meanwhile, chanted a Spell on the spot. His speed was lightning fast—he was indeed a Cardinal of the Holy See, he had some real skills.

Xu Le couldn't be bothered to act, and then he watched as "Wencai" finished chanting, a white light shot out, and it was another "Holy Light Imprisonment Spell".

Then came another "Holy Light Imprisonment Spell" from "Qiusheng." Except for the initial scroll, the two of them just took turns casting the "Holy Light Imprisonment Spell."

Goat-horned Demon: I am just a low-level demon, you guys are the real Advanced demons. This is too torturous for a demon.

Xu Le was certain that if he didn't give the order, the two of them would absolutely not take action. Helplessly, he cast a "Holy Light Demon Destruction Spell" and purified the goat-horned demon.

Hell should have been swarming with demons, but clearly the Pope and the others had just cleared it out, so many demons were hiding.

The three walked for a long time before seeing a river of magma. The fire-red magma bubbled, and the occasionally splashing lava melted the surrounding rocks.

"Son of God, why have you stopped?"

Xu Le said, "The Pope and the others can complete the Seal, right?"

"Absolutely no problem. The previous five... were all fine, so this time there will absolutely be no issues."

"Since that's the case," Xu Le paused, "then I won't go. When the Pope returns, we can all go back together."

"Ah, this..." "Wencai" hesitated, "You are the Son of God, you should at least take a look."

"No need, I trust you. After all, you are both professionals!"

Xu Le took out a gold coin and threw it into the magma. The gold coin quickly turned into molten gold and disappeared.

Before setting off, Xu Le had taken out one million gold coins.

He didn't love money; he just thought it looked nice and shiny, and it looked good in his storage space.

The two exchanged a glance, both trying to determine the meaning in the other's eyes.

They remembered that in the notes of past Cardinals, His Highness the Son of God seemed very reluctant and always found reasons to speed up. Why did he not seem in a hurry this time? Could it be... a trap?

The two became increasingly vigilant, fearing that Xu Le would suddenly cast a teleportation Spell and rush to the deepest part of Hell.

...

Deep in Hell.

Satan was sealed in a pool of magma. The Pope, along with 10 Cardinals and four Holy Knights, stood by the river of magma.

The Pope held up his crystal staff and began to chant the Sealing Spell. This was the most important note in the hands of the Popes through the ages.

White Holy Light gathered into a river. The ten Cardinals followed suit, channeling their magic power into the Pope's body, making the river of Holy Light even wider and more turbulent.

"As expected, only you all again. This time, even Diis didn't come. Hehehe..." A coarse, arrogant voice suddenly rang out from the magma.

!!!

Several Cardinals were startled, and their flow of magic power faltered.

The Pope urged, "Do not panic! It is merely a psychological tactic!"

Hearing his voice, the other Cardinals felt relieved and continued to steadily channel their magic power, but they did not see that two of the four Holy Knights had a playful glint in their eyes.

"Stop now, and I will spare your lives!" the coarse voice rang out again.

However, the Cardinals and the Pope paid no attention, assuming it was just the whispers of a demon. As long as Satan was sealed, all strange phenomena would disappear.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

The countdown ended, and nothing happened. The Pope breathed a sigh of relief, and then he saw sword light swirling across the sky.

The two Holy Knights suddenly attacked, their greatswords swirling like a storm, directly engulfing the ten Cardinals and the Pope.

"You traitors!"

The Pope looked horrified and hurriedly stopped the Spell, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"What happened?" The ten Cardinals hurriedly gathered around, a gleam called ambition flashing in their eyes.

"It's nothing." The Pope's expression was grim. Everything just now had actually been a hallucination. Just as he was about to organize everyone to Seal it again, he saw the sky full of sword light swirling over.

A hallucination? Another hallucination?

The Pope was terrified. In the end, he couldn't resist his instincts and took out two "Holy Light Banishment Spell" scrolls, throwing them at the two knights who had suddenly attacked.

The two knights felt confused, and then they saw the sky full of sword light swirling towards them.

"Why?"

"The Pope wants to hog the credit. Why were Old Jack and Old Hod sure that the Pope wouldn't attack them?"

The two died on the spot, filled with deep resentment and horror, never having expected that their sworn friends of over twenty years would suddenly turn on them.

The ten Cardinals were shocked, and four of them even tore open "Holy Light Teleportation Scrolls," teleporting directly 50 meters away.

"Peter (the Pope), you actually attacked us."

"It's not me, I didn't!" The Pope wanted to defend himself, but the iron-clad facts were right before their eyes: he had attacked two knights, and then the other two knights had killed them together.

"We can testify that the Pope had no intention of harming you," the two knights said simultaneously.

However, how could those Cardinals believe them? If not for the Pope's past reputation, the scrolls in their hands would have already been thrown at him.

"Wait for the Son of God! I've been tricked!" The Pope remained silent for a long time, but finally, he told the truth.

Although it might cost him his position immediately, he felt it was the best solution—it was better than Satan escaping.

"Fine!" The Cardinals knew that with just them, it was impossible to Seal Satan, so they all agreed.

The sword light suddenly swirled again, and the Pope stood there, stunned: Should I attack or not?