I Got 999 Level With One Cut

The temple looks pitch black from the outside, with almost no windows. There were only a few windows. A certain Pope from a few hundred years ago felt bored staying inside. He had people dig open the outer walls to create these windows. The glass was painted with a layer of dark paint, so that these windows did not look too out of place.    

    

Now, one of the windows was painted with black paint. Loli Merlin had just smashed the glass into pieces with fireball skill, and the broken glass smashed into the dumbfounded guards below. However, since that guard could serve as a guard of the Temple... He still had the most basic ability to adapt. Thus, after a mere two seconds of stunned silence, he opened his throat and shouted with a loud voice.    

    

"Heretic! Heretic wants to assassinate the Pope!"    

    

Although he wasn't sure if they had any ill intentions, he still called them heretics. It wasn't a big deal if these flying weirdos were wrongly killed, but if the great Lord Garb Neville really met with misfortune... That would be a big problem. At least he would be in big trouble.    

    

Normally, when he shouted like this, there would usually be more than a dozen guards with steam rifles coming from all directions from the square. In ten seconds, they would surround the person who was regarded as a heretic. This time, it was more or less the same. The guards who were thinking of ways to deal with the execution rack and the corpse immediately threw those things down. They quickly ran over.    

    

Then they stared at Riko and the others who had already entered the third floor of the Temple through the broken window.    

    

These guards looked at each other and almost at the same time, they chose to rush into the temple and shouted the words that the guard had shouted just now again.    

    

"Heretic! The heretics who can fly go in through the window on the third floor to assassinate the Pope!"    

    

On the other side.    

    

Although the interior of the temple was very spacious, the height of the ceiling was about the height of a normal building's third or fourth floor. However, there was a lack of light, and the color was dark, making it look like the headquarters of some dark evil force. The pillars that supported the ceiling were engraved with a gear shaped sculpture, and the walls were drawn with a strange abstract style, depicting the supreme gifts that Holy Spirit Watt had bestowed upon humans. The scene of him leading the last surviving humans to overcome the obstacles and finally enter the 36 underground cities underground, and he waved his hand to construct the 36 central mainframe. And the scene of Watt giving the great steam engine technology to humans in the end.    

    

Because these paintings were too long ago, some places had already begun to lose color. And then... Because the original creator had used such a high-end and abstract method, Angarmarin was the only one in the group who could understand these paintings. Hence, Angarmarin played the role of commentator just like that.    

    

One thing worth mentioning was that the third floor of the Temple was very big.    

    

Obviously, none of the people in the group had been here before, so naturally no one knew the way.    

    

Another thing worth mentioning was that Lorin confidently took the position of the guide. Lorin's sense of direction was not as outstanding as her talent in magic.    

    

When they went around the same corner for the third time, Edina finally could not keep silent.    

    

"Did you go to the wrong place?"    

    

"Don't worry! The great descendant of Wisdom Warlock, Lorin, will never be wrong!" Lorin turned her head to answer Edina's question, but she was only halfway through her sentence. Because she did not look at the road, she crashed into a wall in front of her. So she rubbed her head and started to moan softly.    

    

"It hurts so much."    

    

"Let me lead the way."    

    

Angarmarin silently rolled her eyes and took the right to lead the team from Lorin. She led the group around a corner. They saw something different from before.    

    

One person? No, to be precise, it was a person who looked obese and collapsed on a chair. The back of the chair was a dark and huge mechanical structure that was slowly moving. Two armed guards stood beside him. In front of them was a gorgeous small table. A servant pushing a handcart was moving the utensils from the handcart to the table and arranging the utensils in an orderly manner. The two small lamps on the table and the candlestick on the wall combined to form the only source of light in the room.    

    

"Someone is eating." Angarmarin blinked, "Why not ask him where the Pope is?"    

    

"But..."    

    

The inventor girl saw the fatty and nervously swallowed her saliva. "He is the Pope..."    

    

"..."    

    

The eyes of one of the two guards standing beside the Pope seemed to be especially sharp. He could see that it was hidden in the darkness at a glance. The inventor girl sneakily peeked from behind the corner of the wall. So he narrowed his eyes and suddenly raised his gun, pointing it in that direction. At the same time, he shouted.    

    

"Who's there!?"    

    

Edina was so scared that she hid again.    

    

However, the huge fat Pope did not seem to care about it at all. Garb Neville waved his hand and motioned for the guards on both sides to withdraw first.    

    

One of the guards, who had just discovered Edina, was a little worried.    

    

"Lord Pope, they are the assassins of the infidel..."    

    

The Pope ignored the guard and put on an amiable smile as he looked at the inventor girl hiding behind the corner.    

    

"Holy Lord Watt always gives his people equal love, no matter what their identity is. Come out. "    

    

Edina turned the pearl in the blink of an eye and conveyed the message to the rest of the people, "I will go alone. Wait here for a while." She then dragged the heavy linen bag. It appeared from the darkness. She clenched her fist where no one saw her and bit her lips. Her body trembled slightly due to excessive nervousness. Perhaps because of the same reason, she felt that the kind smile on Pope Neville's face... There was a trace of malicious intent hidden within.    

    

The Pope made a gesture on his seat, and immediately someone brought a chair for the inventor girl.    

    

It was only at this moment that she had the opportunity to carefully observe the person in front of her who had been chosen. The person who was closest to Holy Spirit Watt, who could listen to his will and spread it to the human world, was the most human. The Pope was wearing a white robe and a golden and red hat on his head. He looked majestic and distant. The waiter began to serve the dishes. The first dish was a type of fish meat that Edina could not name and matched with vegetables that she similarly could not recognize. It was placed on a small cake made of some kind of flour.    

    

"We thank you, Holy Spirit Watt. Please do not abandon us outside of your Kingdom of Heaven, just as you have granted your disciples safety. The glory belongs to the supreme James Watt, forever and ever. And... In the tens of thousands of worlds, Amen."    

    

After the prayer, the Pope began to honestly and impolitely stuff the food into his mouth.    

    

Edina suddenly had an inexplicable thought. So, did the Pope eat a lot because he was fat, or was it because he ate a lot that he became fat?    

    

This was like a bottomless pit, but very quickly, her wild thoughts were forced to stop.    

    

"Tell me, what do you want to show by coming here?"    

    

Pope Garb Neville, who was eating, asked in a vague voice.