"You need to take a break to reflect on your mistakes," said the Pope.
When the king heard the word "rest", he was frightened. He tried to say something, but he still couldn’t make a sound.
The king hurriedly knelt down and made a gesture of begging for mercy.
The Pope shook his head and pulled out a pen and paper painting.
She quickly drew a picture and muttered, "I’ll give you a quiet time. Go and reflect on what you did wrong, and then come out if I remember."
When the king heard this, his face was full of despair and panic.
Suddenly the king was hit in the stomach, and the terrible dwarf slipped out of his stomach and turned and ran away.
The dwarf shouted, "No! I’m not going back! I want to leave this world! "
However, the Pope has finished painting.
The sketchpad is a swinging black cage.
The Pope took the pen and threw the picture from the drawing board towards him.
Draw a picture of a cage, and the paper flashes without flying over the dwarf’s head for a moment
Drawing paper quickly zoomed in and ate the dwarf like an open mouth.
With a stroke of the Pope’s hand, the painting flew back and fell into her hands.
See a picture of an ugly dwarf with ten pointed fingers sitting on the ground with a depressed face.
He was trapped in a cage.
Drawing paper quickly added a few lines.
"imprisoned pointed dwarf"
"Pointed gnomes are good at manipulating corpses to simulate each other when they are still alive."
"Pointed gnomes are crazy about beautiful women with both natural selection and five elements, and they have evolved and grown by sucking each other’s mixed strength."
The Pope accepted the painting and shook it in his hand.
The painting suddenly turned into a card.
Chapter two hundred and eleven Fate
The Pope put away the dwarf card and drew another card from the empty hand.
See a colorful spider on the card face climbing a skeleton and winding it tightly.
The card is marked with a line of fine print.
"It takes three days for the dead spider to control the corpse according to the dealer’s order."
The Pope looked at the card and said to himself, "Now it’s a one-time card."
She sighed slightly and threw the card out.
Card ling disappears
A colorful Okumo appeared.
"Go, it’s your new home," said the Pope.
The spider quickly climbed to the king’s body.
It got into the king’s belly and spit out silk thread to sew it up from the inside.
The king lowered his head and suddenly raised his eyes to regain his spirits.
"Master" king mouth way
"Well, you will play the king for three days," the Pope said.
"I went first."
The king said and strode out.
The Pope pulled out a black card box and put the pointed dwarf card in it.
The dwarf screamed wildly and jumped with fear in his face.
The box seemed to drive him crazy.
The Pope stared at the card dwarf and said, "Think hard."
Say that finish inside the card box was shrouded in silence and darkness.
The Pope received the card box.
After a while, a brave man in a black robe came in and knelt down and said, "When I came in, I served you. Sister said that the banquet was coming tonight."
"All right," the Pope said.
The color of the body decoration in the holy religion represents the corresponding responsibility
The white robe is a bitter monk, the red robe is a preacher of the holy church, and the black robe is a prayer of serving the Pope’s gods.
The man made a ceremony and quietly stepped aside.
He is the most powerful warrior around the Pope and the first of the Seven Saints.
The Pope suddenly frowned thoughtfully.
"What’s wrong with this feeling? What’s wrong with it?"
As powerful as she is, once she has a hunch, something must happen.
The Pope immediately paid attention to it.
"Is there anything unusual about Hurt recently?"
"Everything is under the control of the holy church and it is not unusual," replied the famous Hutt black-robed saint
"What about abroad? Is there any change between Fuxi and the Federation? "
"no"
"That’s strange. It should not be an illusion …"
The Pope sits on the throne with his chin in his left hand, his fingers in his right hand, and his fingertips in his fingers.
"It seems that I must make a prediction," she said.
Hurt smell speech surprised looked up and said, "you want to predict? Will that make you too tired? "
"What are you tired of? Let’s take a look and rest assured."