Chapter 157 The Pope

The mummified Charles lying on the bed stared straight at the snow-white ceiling.

He seemed to be in a daze, but at this moment, he was thinking about the simple sentences that the praying mantises were talking about.

Although those things only said two sentences, the content contained in them is very large.

They said that some kind of disaster happened to human beings, and judging from the situation of this thing, this kind of disaster also affected them.

The second is, inferred from the second sentence, a group of humans had negotiated with them before and signed some kind of contract with them. The greatest possibility of this group of humans is the Foundation.

What puzzled Charles the most was the first question. If it was said to be a very major disaster, why was there no record in Earthsea's history?

When he first came down, in order to find the exit, he had already checked the history of Earthsea. Before the steam turbine was built, all the records were sinking or changes in the sovereignty of the island, and there were no particularly unusual records of disasters.

Could it be some kind of major disaster on the surface? But how would a disaster on the surface affect the mantis monsters living in Earthsea?

Just when Charles was puzzled, the door was pushed open, and besides the stern-faced doctor, Hu En with an excited face came in.

"Governor Charles, you are awake. We thought you would never wake up again."

Charles glanced at the doctor beside him, didn't he wake up early?

"Tell me quickly, what exactly is the creature that lives on the top of the cave you mentioned earlier? Have you seen what the Land of Light looks like??"

Twisting the itchy bandage on his left arm, Charles sat up and told him what happened before.

"There are a lot of bugs. I saw at least a few hundred. The crack leading to the Land of Light seems to be their lair. If you want to go to the Land of Light, you must drive them all away, like Sheng Zhan How many ships do you have now?"

"There are still two ships on the Rebirth, but the gel coats that can resist the light have been used up. They were originally used for launching, and I didn't prepare too much."

Charles shook his head, "It doesn't matter if you have clothes, the two ships are useless at all, they are very powerful, and the combat power we need is far greater than these."

"Hmm..." Hu En pondered, and after a long time, he raised his head. "Please wait a moment, I can't decide this matter, I need to ask the Pope for instructions."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and walked out. At this time, the excitement on his face had long since disappeared, and his eyebrows were tangled together.

Hundreds of six-meter-long monsters, if they were on the ground, these people on the island could easily handle them now, but they are stuck on the top covered with deadly light, which is difficult to deal with.

As for the disaster mentioned by the mantis, Charles didn't mention it to Hu En. His purpose of asking the God of Light to teach him was to let them help him go up. Suddenly told him other things, Charles was afraid they would be distracted.

Doing things one by one, Charles has always determined that his current goal is to return to the surface, and only after returning to the surface can he consider the next plan.

"I feel that I am almost in good health. Can I go to the ground now?" Charles, who was covered in gauze, asked the doctor.

"Hmph, severe burns, want to go to the ground in such a short time? Try it if you have the guts." The doctor held an iron flagon and leaned against the wall to watch the play.

As the body moved, Charles felt a pinprick-like pain all over his body.

Glancing at the doctor next to him, Charles began to remove the bandages on his body.

When it was finally removed, he found that the gauze inside and the blood scab underneath had been completely glued together.

"Pricked..." Charles pulled the bandage violently, a piercing pain made him tremble all over, he clenched his teeth, and tremblingly tore off the bloody bandage.

"Okay, okay, your body doesn't hurt, but my eyes hurt when I look at it." The doctor with a disgusted face came over and quickly bandaged the opened wound.

"Hold your black blade relic that can improve your recovery ability, and don't remove the bandage for five days. After five days, you can walk a few steps on the ground."

Just as Charles' dismantled arm was wrapped, Hu En pushed the door open again and walked in. "Governor Charles, the Pope wants to see you."

"Now? How do you see me?"

The bed Charles was lying on was lifted onto a wooden boat by several strong men, and quickly slid towards the huge golden ship next to it.

Soon, Charles saw the so-called "Pope" in a gorgeously decorated room, which was a sculpture of an old man up to three meters high.

"It" opened its hands upwards with nothing, and the only piece of clothing on its body was the stone skirt tied around its waist.

As the debris fell from the sculpture, the sculpture turned its body and looked at Charles on the bed with its pupilless eyes. Its voice was hollow and hazy, as if it came from a distant place.

"Hi, young man, I've heard about you. Everything you do for the God of Light will be rewarded as it should be."

"Is there anything you need to ask me? I have already told Hu En all that needs to be said,"

"Hehehe, please repeat it to me, Governor Hope Island."

Charles looked at the sculpture in front of him with strange eyes, what the hell are the Illuminati doing? ?

Although a little puzzled, Charles quickly told it the above situation.

After the sculpture paused for a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Well, although I don't know what you're hiding, you really didn't lie about the situation above."

Charles's heart tightened suddenly, can this thing test lies? wrong! Not only can it test for lies, but it can also detect that it is hiding what the mantis said!

As if seeing the doubts in Charles' heart, the sculpture chuckled, "I hope you will forgive me, after all, this is a very important matter related to our religion, and we have to be cautious."

Charles' face was a little ugly, and it felt bad to be prying into his heart.

"Now that what I've said is confirmed to be true, what do you, the Church of Light, decide to do? I judge that those things live in groups. If you don't take action, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be more and more of them."

"Young man, what did I just say? Don't scare me with false news. I can recognize lies. Don't worry, what Hun brought is only the front fleet. Soon I will use all the strength in the church in the North Sea to go to Hope Island. Return to the Land of Light as quickly as possible."

Watching Charles being carried out, Hu En put his forehead engraved with a white triangle on the ground, and prostrated there respectfully.

"Hmm...Hu En, I have seen a lot of wonderful scenes from him. He doesn't seem to be from our place."

Hoon lifted his forehead and looked at the sculpture. "The Pope, our plan—"

"Go ahead, we have to go to the kingdom of the gods. As the mortal agent of the sun god, I feel that our god is in great pain. We need to help our god."

"As you wish, His Excellency the Pope."