Chapter 1938 The Ever-Changing Blatter

As for the masters of the East China Sea family who were transferred, Fang Yang always felt that they would be worried. But the other party's plan is too thorough, and there is no way to find it.

He can only take one step at a time. Obviously, the opponent's target is still on him. Even if he doesn't take the initiative, he will come to him. It's just a matter of time sooner or later.

After the attack by the Dark Wings, the entire Western world was in chaos, and finally calm was restored again. All parties suffered heavy losses and quietly settled down to recuperate.

After getting off the plane, Fang Suo called Brat directly: "Brat, is it convenient? I'm almost at the Holy Mountain of Light now."

Brat was very surprised: "You have arrived at the Holy Mountain of Light? What can you do?"

Fang Yang said: "Well, there are some things, but it's best to talk to you alone."

Bratt said: "Okay, you come directly to the Pope's Palace. I will wait for you here."

An hour later, Fang Yang arrived at the Pope's Palace and asked the servants to retreat. Brat walked down from his seat and gave Fang Yang a big hug warmly:

"My friend, it's nice to see you again."

Fang Yang smiled and said: "Me too. It seems that your life has been pretty good recently. You don't have anything to worry about, right?"

Bratt shook his head: "How is that possible! The Church of Light is so big, so many things happen every day, and it can't be dealt with at all.

Fortunately, after temporarily uniting with the Dark Council, the Wings of Darkness were suppressed and no longer as arrogant as before, which gave me a chance to breathe a sigh of relief. "

The two sat down at the table, and Brat asked, "What would you like to drink?"

Fang Yang waved his hand: "No, why don't you drink it when you have free food on the plane? Now your stomach is so bloated."

Bratt didn't expect Fang Yang to have such a humorous side: "Haha, it's really rare to hear you say such humorous words."

Brat took a bottle of red wine and poured it for the two of them: "Tell me, you came to me in such a hurry without saying hello in advance. Is there anything special?"

Fang Yang lowered his voice: "Yes, I'm afraid no one can help me except you."

Bratt was very cautious: "Let's talk about it first. If your request is too difficult, I have nothing to do."

Fang Yang said: "I want to know more about the Haitian Underground Palace and the Holy Clothes of Light."

"Haiti's Underground Palace and the Holy Clothes of Light?!"

Brat's pupils shrank instantly and he looked at Fang Yang seriously: "Why are you asking these questions? Is there any news about the Holy Clothes of Light?"

Of course Fang Yang would not admit it: "How is it possible! Even you have no news, how can I have news?"

Brat stared at Fang Yang: "Fang Yang, I hope you can recognize the facts. If there is really news about the Holy Clothes of Light, you must notify us in time!

There is a huge secret hidden in the Holy Clothes of Light. If you are not a member of the Holy Church of Light, getting it will be a disaster! And it’s impossible to get its approval at all! "

Fang Yang said that he understood: "Yes, I understand the special nature of the Holy Clothing of Light, and I never thought that I would take it for myself.

But if you want to find the secrets hidden on it, you need to know more information, right? Apart from the Church of Light, I am afraid no one can know more. "

Brat put down the wine glass in his hand: "I need to find out why you are so eager to get the information about the Holy Cloth of Light!"

Fang Yang said: "Didn't I express it clearly enough just now? Because I want to unlock the secrets above! Everyone is curious, and I am no exception."

Brat stared at Fang Yang for a long time, and then slowly said: "Fang Yang, you are a very special person. In my life, you are the only person who I cannot see through.

You make me feel like nothing matters and everything is under control. Although I don’t know exactly what you want to do with the Holy Clothes of Light, I am certain that you already have a plan. "

Fang Yang was noncommittal: "You can guess whatever you want. At least one thing you can be sure of is that I don't have the Saint Cloth of Light, and I'm not interested in it either."

Bratt took a sip of red wine and shook the crystal cup in his hand: "The Saint Cloth of Light is of great significance to the Church of Light, but it is a pity that we ourselves cannot bring it back.

Tomorrow is Sunday, at eight o'clock in the morning, all the clergy will attend, and I will take you into the library at this time.

However, there are very few records about the Holy Clothes of Light, and you only have one hour to find clues.

After an hour, regardless of whether you have gained something or not, you must come out immediately! Otherwise, not only you, but also me will be implicated! "

Fang Yang didn't expect Brat to be so easy to talk to: "You really don't care about the whereabouts of the Holy Clothes of Light? What if he really is in my hands?"

Brat also lowered his voice: "Even if it is in your hands, as long as no one else knows about it, I will not ask you to get it back."

Now it was Fang Yang's turn to be curious: "Why?"

Brat raised his head and glanced at him: "You really want to know?"

Fang Yang said: "Of course! That is the most precious equipment of your Church of Light, right? As the Pope of Light, who would not be curious about your attitude?"

"Since you want to know, it doesn't hurt to talk to you." Brat drank all the wine in the glass and poured himself another glass:

"In the eyes of others, I am a high-ranking pope with unlimited glory, but no one knows how much pressure I have endured.

Let’s just talk about this Holy Armor of Light. Everyone knows that it is very powerful. According to legend, it is the equipment left by the God of Light on the earth.

As long as it can be worn, even an ordinary person can possess the power of God, represent the God of Light, and spread its divine power!

But in this way, the whole person becomes a puppet of the Holy Cloth of Light or the God of Light, and has no self at all. So what's the point? "

"So this is what you are worried about..." Fang Yang finally understood why Bulat was wary of the Holy Dress of Light.

The equipment of the God of Light contains the will of the God of Light. If you really want to activate it safely, it is equivalent to the arrival of the God of Light.

How could a mortal control the power of gods? To put it nicely, he is God’s spokesperson in the world. To put it harshly, it is no different from the people in the East who seize the body!

Brat is indeed the Pope of Light, and he is indeed the person closest to the God of Light, but this does not mean that he is willing to become the puppet of the God of Light!

Fang Yang also had to admire Brat's courage: "As the Pope of Light, you are not afraid of being discovered by your God of Light when you say such words in the Pope's Palace of the Holy Mountain of Light?"

Brat said lightly: "The power of the God of Light is beyond our imagination, but after all, he is not on the same plane as us.

Except for special circumstances and channels, he cannot know what other people think. What's more, I added some special materials here, which are equivalent to a closed magic circle and are safer. "

Fang Yang touched his chin: "Why do I feel like you want me to get the Light Holy Clothes or destroy it? Don't tell me that something is wrong."

Blatter's answer was very candid: "Your feeling is correct, but before you tell me what you think, I still have some contradictions.

But now, I have made it very clear that I just don’t want to see the Holy Light Appearance in the Holy Mountain of Light! As for where I went and how I went, it has nothing to do with me. "