Invincible King System

"Stop it!" The pope suddenly became angry.

"Hey? Are you angry? Why? Is there really any secret in this idol?" Chen Feng was a little happy.

Strangely speaking, when Chen Feng tapped the idol with his fingers, there was no sound, indicating that the idol was solid and there was no cavity inside.

But why did the Pope react so much?You know that Chen Feng cut her hand and she didn't show any anger.

"How dare you blaspheme the great Martoba!" the pope roared.

"What? It turned out to be faith?" Chen Feng was suddenly disappointed.

Belief in this kind of thing is not good.

Belief has always been the most important thing in Europe. Christianity, as the world's largest religious religion, is believed by people all over the world.

When the faith developed to its extreme, even the imperial power had to obey the faith, and the position of the emperor had to be decided by the pope.

Even in modern times, the emperor needs to be crowned by the pope when he succeeds.

Faith is a double-edged sword. It gives people a harbor in their hearts to live a hard life.

But crossing the boundaries of belief is the biggest mistake.

There are countless cases of doing wrong things because of excessive belief, so I won’t repeat them here.

Chen Feng swung his sword again and slashed on the idol.

"Stop! You ignorant ant!" the pope roared angrily, trying to crawl over even if he had only one hand and one foot, and his whole body wounded.

"Don't you see that you are still a fanatic?" Chen Feng said in surprise.

"Now, this broken stone and your life are exchanged for information from the Tomb of Martoba, accept it?" Chen Feng pointed at the idol with "sin", with a devilish smile on his face.

"Shut up! This is Martoba! It's not a broken stone!" The pope angrily climbed to the feet of Chen Feng and tried to beat Chen Feng with his left hand, but Chen Feng directly chopped off his left hand.

"Well, Martoba. Now, tell me what I want to know, and then I will kill you and promise not to destroy this stone." Chen Feng said impatiently.

"You, swear in the name of Martoba." The pope stared at Chen Feng's eyes firmly.

"Swear?" Chen Feng shook his head, just about to do so, but heard the voice turning from his heart.

"If you really swear, then you will be tied to death, and you must follow the oath."

Chen Feng was taken aback, but did so, just to avoid being fooled, Chen Feng also considered the sentence.

"I swear in the name of Martoba, as long as the person in front of me tells me what I want to know, I will not destroy the idol before me."

"Okay, then I'll tell you." The pope breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes still complaining.

The pope told Chen Feng some information about the tomb of Martoba.

Only the most critical position, she still did not say.

But Chen Feng didn't care, as long as the pope told him where the tomb of Martoba was.

Why ask this?

Of course it’s better to start first!

Chen Feng asked by the way why the people here are weak and pitiful, and why the humanoid monsters in the Tomb of Martoba are not there.

The Pope did not hide this incident.

"Because our original purpose was to deal with Shinozaki Hinoe."

"Shinozaki Hinoe is indeed a powerful spiritualist, but there is a forbidden spirit circle. Under the forbidden spirit circle, Shinozaki Hinoe is just a weak woman."

"It's just that we didn't expect it to be a monster like you."

"Because of the existence of the forbidden spirit circle, I did not go all out. I just called the people nearby. Most of the strong men and the created monsters in the Tomb of Martoba are performing tasks outside."

"It's really a pity... if all the power of the Tomb of Martoba is there..."

"Now, one last question." Chen Feng had already let go of his foot and was now squatting in front of the Pope.

"There really isn't any special secret in this stone statue? To be honest, you know I sweared." Chen Feng pointed to the Martoba stone statue.

Strangely speaking, after Chen Feng swears in the name of Martoba, he felt as if he was bound by something in his heart. This strange feeling has not dissipated, which inevitably made Chen Feng a little flustered.

"Don't be silly, there are no secrets in Martoba's idol." The pope looked at Chen Feng mockingly.

"Zhu, I always feel like you are lying to me." Chen Feng glanced at the stone statue and then at the pope, his face uncertain.

"I have no need to lie to you, this is just an ordinary idol." The pope shook his head.

"Forget it, I should send you on the road." Chen Feng shook his head, not waiting for the pope's last words.

Looking at the idol in front of him, Chen Feng frowned, especially tangled.

"I advise you not to do stupid things. When you swear by the name of a god, a fragment of your soul is held by the god. If you break the vow, the god will take all your soul." The voice in my heart came again.

"Is there really a god in this world?" Chen Feng frowned.

"Yes, not only there are, but there are many. But most of them are just collecting rubbish of faith in the fringe world, but your current strength is not as good as rubbish." That voice belittles the gods while not forgetting Chen Feng.

"Marginal world...many worlds? Or parallel worlds?" Chen Feng didn't take it seriously, thinking about the term marginal world.

"Hey, according to your statement, the gods are very strong. Was the Tianshen primary school where you were parasitic on me was built by a god?" Chen Feng suddenly thought of the Tianshen primary school and asked.

It's just that the voice started to pretend to be dead, no matter what Chen Feng asked, he didn't answer again.

"Do you think you will be discovered by the gods?" Chen Feng asked helplessly.

Still no answer.

"Forget it, let's go now. There are blood stains all over the body, so I have to go back and take a bath." Chen Feng shook his head, put the "sin" and "tyranny" into the cello in his bag, and turned to the door.

Because of constant injuries and beheading, Chen Feng was covered with blood, as if he had just jumped into the blood pool and had just climbed up. Every step he took would leave blood footprints.

"I'm going... Iron block?" Chen Feng opened the door and looked at it in surprise.

Knock it to try the thickness, at least ten centimeters...

"I'm going...how do I go now..." Chen Feng scratched his head, rather helpless.

The fact that "sin" can cut a ten-centimeter-diameter iron pillar does not mean that it can split a ten-centimeter-thick iron gate. If there is chaos, the "sin" may be broken here.

Chen Feng scratched his head and tried to kick the door with the soles of his feet, thinking of making noises to attract outsiders' attention.

It's a pity that there is no sound at all.

"Have you set up Silent Spiritualism? No wonder no one came to support me after I cut it for so long..." Chen Feng thought, scratching his hair, the blood on his hand stained the roots of the hair.

"Hey! That's right! If the door is blocked, then don't walk through the door. No one stipulates that you must walk through the door!" Chen Feng's eyes lit up and he found a blind spot.

There are no windows in this hall, but there are walls!