Chapter 581

January 23, 290.

White hawk Federation, bogey.

In a corner cafe, Sulu, wearing a black leather coat, was listening to soothing music while tasting coffee and cream bread.

On the white table, there is also a newspaper.

At the top of the first edition is a huge bold title - Civil War!

"According to our report, the current ruling emperor of the Chris Empire, Antonio Caesar, died violently, and the second prince, Craig Caesar, ascended the throne and became emperor. However, the five religious churches of knowledge, earth, fire, storm and sea refused to recognize the legitimacy and sanctity of the emperor. The new emperor ordered the dissolution of the noble Parliament. With the support of the God of fire church, the province of Holson took the lead in raising the Rebel Flag, and the imperial civil war broke out!"

"In addition... The 'extraordinary disaster' that occurred in Sartre at the beginning of this month has now counted more than 30000 deaths... Chris Empire officials still deny this."

Sulu glanced out of the window.

Recently, the bright light of newly installed gas lamps shines through the road. The streets are full of happy people, looking like schadenfreude.

Although the White Eagle Federation and the Chris empire are of the same origin, the civilians at the bottom are still very happy to see this old opponent so down and out, no matter how subtle the hearts of the upper class are.

After all, people with a clear eye can see that with the division and civil war of the Chris Empire, the control over overseas colonies will inevitably collapse for thousands of miles. At that time, which country can take over the crown from the Chris Empire except the White Eagle Federation?

Sulu finished his last sip of coffee, pressed two notes at the bottom of the cup, wore a hat and disappeared into the night.

Bureau 11, division.

Sulu put his hands in his coat and walked through the gate into the main hall.

Everyone turned a blind eye to him and let him go through many access controls all the way to the most crucial archives.

"List of executions this month."

"Arrest notice."

"Dangerous goods identification report..."

"Abyss Psalm event..."

He rummaged around and found a picture of Sean playing handsome.

This guy has become a fifth rank professional, but he didn't participate in this federal operation. He's really lucky.

Sulu doubted that this guy was not only haunted by bad luck, but also had the characteristic of spreading his bad luck to others... After all, this time, the federal guardian and those high-level church leaders definitely suffered heavy losses.

He opened the archives that recorded the poems of the abyss.

At the beginning, I saw several photos of the dead in terrible shape.

"... the target has heard poetry describing the abyss... Doubt is the curse meme!"

"All the members of the identification section have been eliminated, and the terrorist level has been raised again..."

"Suggestion: block and deal with all relevant personnel."

"Find the key item - the sheepskin roll and transfer it to the church headquarters for disposal... Secret Keeper: Alfred, Minister of faith theory department!"

In the archives, the context of the original event is clearly recorded.

Sulu glanced at the parchment in the photo and found that it was very similar to the semi artifact in his hand.

"Another power of the abyss? Isn't it amazing to count the power of the devil in the world in the hands of hivinado? Has he put all his poems into the world?"

Sulu felt it was unlikely.

Soon, he shuttled through the spirit world and left here completely.

……

White Eagle City.

Light Church headquarters.

"Finally... I came here!"

Sulu looked at the magnificent architecture of the church and was filled with emotion.

It is too difficult for local professionals and talents to surpass the shackles of the church.

He can't be considered a native professional, and he cheated all the way.

But anyway, there is the power to retaliate against the church!

"This time I came to the White Eagle Federation, I was ready to finish everything..."

Sulu stepped into the void.

When he reappeared, he came to a simple office.

On the door outside the office, there is a nameplate hanging - 'Ministry of faith theory, Bishop's office'!

Behind the desk, there is an old man in a robe, holding a magnifying glass, studying a document on the desk.

The last incident suffered heavy losses, and he, the survivor, must bear more responsibility.

I don't know how long time passed. He rubbed his eyebrows, raised his head, saw Sulu, and a surprised look appeared on his face: "Sulu! Sulu portley

He was the one who ordered the settlement of "Sulu" at the beginning. He had already ordered people to prepare complete materials and files, including photos.

But the last time we met in sartred, Sulu was still covered with a layer of "substitution". He didn't recognize that the "Gregory" at that time was Sulu portley now!

"Alfred... Well, it seems that you didn't die in the abyss. That would disappoint me..."

Sulu is very satisfied with this. It's better to retaliate with his own hands.

"How dare you appear here? The ability to shuttle in the spirit world?"

Alfred didn't panic, but held his chest in his hands: "you have great courage, but your stupidity in daring to challenge the church is amazing! The church has dealt with a lot of mythical professionals."

He took it for granted that Sulu was still a sixth level professional.

Even if you blow his dog's head, you can't imagine that Sulu's progress speed will be so amazing!

"I shouldn't talk nonsense to you..."

Sulu looked at Alfred, and a faint look suddenly appeared on his face: "what else can I say to a bad dog?"

"Bad dog?!"

Alfred stood up, his pendant shining brightly.

At the same time, there was a look of panic in his eyes.

"Are you surprised? Why did you expose your breath and secretly ask for help in your headquarters, but there was no response?" Sulu clapped his hands: "what makes you think you're still at headquarters?"

In Alfred's frightened eyes, everything in the office was rapidly fading into black and white, like an old photo.

Moreover, many statues and furniture split, from which countless spiral inward spreading sharp teeth and scarlet tentacles slowly wriggled towards him.

"No... impossible... How can a sixth level professional do this?"

Alfred lost his voice and exclaimed, pointing to Sulu.

Suddenly, he saw the real 'form' of Sulu.

The colorful rainbow burst out in front of him, making his eyes explode into two blood holes.

"No... impossible..."

He fell to the ground and shouted incredulously, "how can you... Be a God?"

Only God can be so terrible. Just looking at him makes him suffer great harm!