The Supreme Martial Expert of the Female CEO Chapter 1139: 1138: The Pope's Invitation

Chapter 1139: Chapter 1138: The Pope’s Invitation

“I’d love to hear more!” Ling Feng stirred his coffee and said with a smile.

The Bright Saintess pondered for a mont and then said, “Ling Feng, before I explain this matter, can you tell what kind of existence you think Angels are?”

Ling Feng was taken aback: “According to common perception, aren’t Angels supposed to be the embodint of kindness and beauty? Isn’t that what your teachings propagate?”

The Saintess gave a bitter smile and said, “That’s what I used to believe too, but as my rank increased, I gradually ca into contact with so little-known secrets. Our Papal Court of Light is actually the earthly legacy of the Angel World!”

Ling Feng nodded slightly; he knew about this too.

“And so-called Angels are rely battle machines of the Angel World,” the Bright Saintess said calmly. “Angels are not embodints of kindness and beauty. On the contrary, for people of other races, Angels from the Angel World are just executioners cloaked in glamorous armor.”

“As for Fallen Angels…” the Bright Saintess sighed and said, “Fallen Angels are uncontrollable battle machines. For the Angel World, Fallen Angels are a destabilizing factor.”

Ling Feng said contemplatively, “Is that why you want to eliminate Fallen Angels? But… since Fallen Angels have appeared, does that an that so-called Angels have also appeared?”

The Bright Saintess nodded: “Yes, five days ago, our Church received a divine ssage. The Holy Envoy of the Angel World had set out, but instead of welcoming the Holy Envoy, we sensed a very chaotic Power of Light above the Pacific. We suspect they may have encountered mishaps on Earth! After investigation, no trace of Angels was found. Instead, we discovered this Fallen Angel.”

The Bright Saintess’s tone was very indifferent, which puzzled Ling Feng.

“Do you think I don’t seem to have any fondness for Angels?” the Bright Saintess smiled and said.

Ling Feng nodded: “A little.”

“Although our Papal Court of Light is the legacy of the Angel World on Earth, the people of our Church are, first and foremost, Earthlings!” the Bright Saintess said solemnly. “I think you may know so things too. If an Archangel can successfully descend, it ans the barrier on Earth has loosened to a terrifying degree.”

Ling Feng squinted his eyes. From the Bright Saintess’s words, he seed to catch an unusual tone.

“What do you an by telling all this?” Ling Feng said playfully. “Quite a bit of this seems to be secrets of your Church, doesn’t it? Telling them to an outsider like doesn’t seem appropriate!”

The Bright Saintess rolled her eyes at Ling Feng: “Since when have you beco so cautious? But I told you these things because it was the Pope’s intention.”

“The Pope’s intention?” Ling Feng involuntarily sat up straight.

The Pope of the Papal Court of Light is a very mysterious figure. So rumors say he is a frail and wise old man, while others say he is a super expert stationed in the Holy City, and so say he is an incarnation of Divine Spirits on Earth…

Whether these sayings are true or not, one thing is certain: the Pope’s mystery is sothing even so high-ranking officials within the Church don’t fully understand!

But now Ling Feng heard that the Pope had ntioned him, and he couldn’t help but feel curious.

The Bright Saintess nodded and said, “Yes, it’s the Pope’s intention! He invites you to visit the Holy City as soon as possible.”

“Is there sothing important?” Ling Feng asked.

“You should know!” the Bright Saintess said calmly. “Angels have already appeared; will the appearances of other races be far off? Must we wait until the mont when things are irrevocable to start acting?”

Ling Feng’s eyes narrowed. He understood and realized why the Bright Saintess had previously said that the people of the Church are, first and foremost, Earthlings!

The Pope surely knows about the Earth’s blockade and is certainly aware of different races from alternate dinsions wanting to invade Earth. He wants to prevent it all!

But isn’t this the kind of thing to discuss with the Dragon King? Why are they looking for ?

Ling Feng felt a bit puzzled, but he also knew that even if he asked the Bright Saintess, she wouldn’t know. He might as well find an opportunity to visit the Holy City.

The Holy City of the Papal Court of Light is located in a mysterious area of the Vatican in Europe. It is the most sacred and powerful place for the Church!

Apart from the people of the Church, others can’t even find the Holy City!

Back when Ling Feng was mingling in the Underworld, he had heard many rumors about the Holy City, but he had never had the chance to see it. The Pope’s invitation intrigued him a bit.

“When?” Ling Feng asked after a mont of contemplation.

“In a week!” the Bright Saintess smiled. “In about ten days, the Atlantis Continent will open. Don’t forget that we are still allies who advance and retreat together! I will co to Huaxia to find you in a week. Without my guidance, you couldn’t enter the Holy City!”

“Alright, let’s do it in a week then!” Ling Feng clapped his hands and said.

Just as Ling Feng was about to leave, the Bright Saintess called out to him: “Ling Feng… why are you in Arica?”

“Didn’t I tell you?” Ling Feng thought for a mont and said, “I ca with Xiao Rui, but after that incident earlier, I have already sent her back ho.”

“Oh!” The Bright Saintess’s eyes revealed a trace of envy. Even though Ling Feng had many won, she could see his genuine affection for each of them.

“Wait here for your subordinates. I’m leaving!” Ling Feng waved his hand and said, “See you in a week!”

The Bright Saintess opened her mouth, but Ling Feng was already gone.

“Sigh!” The Bright Saintess sighed softly, her eyes revealing an indescribable expression.

“Lady Saint!” At this mont, the Knights of Light arrived, their faces showing heavy expressions: “We’ve searched hundreds of kiloters, but haven’t found any trace of the Fallen Angel, as if he vanished into thin air. What should we do next?”

The Bright Saintess also showed dismay: “How is that possible? The Fallen Angel should have lost the ability to move after falling into the sea. How could we not find him?”

The four Knights of Light displayed expressions of bitter smiles, feeling equally perplexed, as the Fallen Angel indeed vanished from the sea.

“Forget it, the Fallen Angel carries our Holy Light Power, which cannot be restored to its original state in the short term. Let’s take a long-term view!” the Bright Saintess said. “Now it’s ti to et Redick of the Hand of Death’s Death God!”