C2266 Heterosexual Referee

The altar was deathly still. No one even dared to breathe. They could only silently wait for the final result.

But unfortunately, the Pope Fang Ji on the altar seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber when faced with all the reactions beneath the altar. He turned a deaf ear to everything that was happening outside and completely ignored Cardinal Moritza.

"Our Church is following the wrong path. Look, what are the differences between what we are doing now and heresy? "The current Holy See trained in the inheritance of Judas of the Slaughterer in order to strengthen themselves. If these matters were to be spread around, what kind of joke would our Church become? How would the people mock us?"

"His Holiness, could it be that you didn't realize that all of your actions were gradually deviating from your teachings and were even more wrong than what the original Benedict had done?" I beg you to turn around and pick up the teachings of my Lord that you left behind. Let the true glory of my Lord descend upon the Church once more.

"Bishops, please open your eyes and look at the situation. Everything that happened to me today will be what you will experience in the future. Do you really want the Church to be shrouded in the legacy of Judas?" Bishops, please open your eyes and look at the situation.

After being unable to get a response from Pope Fang Ji for a long time, he couldn't help but directly stand up. His eyes stared fixedly at Pope Fang Ji, who was on the altar, before his gaze started to wander around the bodies of the cardinals beneath the altar, as if he wanted to find someone to support his words!

Unfortunately, the response from him was endless silence! Ecclesiastic Fang Ji still seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber as he didn't respond to his questions; the cardinals, on the other hand, seemed to have chosen to maintain a collective silence as they didn't even dare utter a single word. Their heads were lowered, and they didn't even dare make any contact with Mori Cha.

Such silence, such silence, was the most devastating blow to Moritza! Under such a shock, his expression gradually changed. First, his initial helplessness and disappointment turned into desolation. Then, he suddenly raised his head and started laughing unrestrainedly. His laughter was filled with pity and ridicule.

"My Lord, please open your eyes and take a look at the people you pity. What are they doing today? All the glory that you have left behind for the Church has been tainted by a group of petty scumbags today. One day, your glory will be tainted by the dirtiest acts of these heretics! "

Smiling, tears suddenly welled up in Morrischa's eyes, and he turned and fell to his knees, begging for mercy as he looked at the forty statues of saints carved into the corridors of St. Peter's Square, made of two hundred and eighty-four Desgold columns and eighty-eight stone pillars, and begged them to open their eyes and see what was going on in the world.

But no matter how he shouted, no matter how much he begged, the response he got was a deathly silence. Those lifelike statues of saints that had been carved through the hands of a master craftsman seemed to have chosen to go blind and lose their hearing. They remained indifferent to the shouts of the Bishop of Moritza, still staring at the sky silently.

"Moritza, that's enough!" At this moment, the Commander of the Temple Knight Group, Bertrand, coldly opened his mouth and coldly looked at Morrischa. He lightly said, "Your actions have shamed my Church, and your wild words are insulting to my Lord's authority as a shepherd in this world. I will now adjudicate you as a heretic in the name of my Lord!"

"A heretic, I am a heretic?!" After hearing that, he could not help but burst out laughing. His laughter was filled with sadness and he sneered: "I was actually judged by the descendant of Judas, who once sold me to be the master of a family, and even sentenced me to be a heretic?! My Lord, please open your eyes and look at the land that you are blessed with. Right now, what sort of ironic scene is happening here?! "

As Morrischa had said, no matter who Judas was, he was mercilessly written as a renegade on any doctrine or teachings of the Taoists of the West! However, at this very moment, in the central area of the Holy See, the place that was called the most blessed place by the Lord, a Judas successor was standing up once again, and this time, he was going to adjudicate the Lord's successor. How laughable was this, and how depressing was this scene!

What was even more laughable was that it was in this situation that none of the most loyal, reliable followers and servants who boasted to be the masters dared to speak out!

Compared to Judas' descendants, this was the most laughable scene to behold.

If the Lord who was constantly chanting came to this world, Judas would have no need to turn his back on him. He would not need to be crucified. He would just die of shame!

"Morrischa, you don't know what kind of changes are happening in the Church right now. You don't even know how many secrets are hidden in the Church that you don't know about!" If I were to tell you everything that the Pope and I know, I can be sure that you would absolutely no longer call me a heretic, and would no longer have any objection to my verdict! "

"If you believe that the Pope and I are guilty, then I can tell you this: whether it is you or me, or everyone else in the past of the Church, we are all guilty. We are all people who have betrayed the Lord!"

In response to Morrischa's question, a smile appeared on Bertrand's face for the first time ever. He looked Morrischa straight in the eye and said, "Now, I declare you guilty. You will be burned by the sacred fire and the dirt on your body will be washed away!"

As soon as he said that, he did not give Mori Cha any more chances to speak. Bertrand indifferently raised his hand and a bright ray of holy light rose from his palm. It directly grabbed Mori Cha's throat and threw him into the air!

"God's will, grant us glory, my Lord, grant us glory, not for us, my Lord, but for your name, and for the glory of you and the world!"

At the same time, the members of the Temple Knight Regiment standing below the altar suddenly began chanting in an incomparably grand manner! This was the slogan that had been established by the Temple Knight Order since its inception!

As for this slogan, it resounded around the altar and gave off an incomparably mysterious atmosphere. It caused everyone to feel fear and panic from the bottom of their hearts. They felt as if some terrifying power was about to be vented out!

The voice was as loud as thunder as it reverberated around the altar. It even gradually spread out from the altar, engulfing the entire church, and then rushed out from the church into the endless darkness, resounding through the entire universe!

Following the appearance of this sound, the holy light emitted from the members of the Knight Temple grew increasingly resplendent, as if it was released from a milky white gem. It was gentle and had a mysterious aura to it.

The holy light continued to rise and rise until the altar in the darkness looked like a vast sea of light. Soon after, the light engulfed Moritza who was in mid-air!

"In the name of the Lord, we will adjudicate you, pronounce you guilty, and accept the punishment of the Lord!" At this moment, surrounded by the holy light, he was like a real god of the Holy See. His voice was extremely grand and carried an unquestionable aura, as if he wanted everyone to submit to him!

Boom!" The moment this short sentence was spoken, a thunderous voice suddenly resounded out of nowhere. Immediately, countless fiery brilliance emerged from the entire altar. The dazzling brilliance filled everyone's eyes!

And at this moment, the Pope of Fang Ji, who occupied the throne that was interweaved with the brilliance of millions of flames, became holy beyond belief. It was as if he had become the ruler of this brilliance and become the emperor of the holy light!

Immediately after, an incomparably thick burnt smell suddenly spread out, engulfing the entire altar. Cardinal Moritza's body, which was engulfed in the light, began to become burnt to a crisp under this fiery holy light!

In just a short span of time, his body had already turned into a fine pile of ashes, which then scattered down and covered every corner of the altar, falling onto the bodies of the Temple Knight Regiment members!

It was unknown if it was the illusion of the cardinals, or what it was, but at this moment, they absentmindedly felt that after the scattered ashes landed on the members of the Knight Temple, the radiance emitted from their bodies suddenly became much more resplendent. In addition to the holiness, there was an additional cruel aura, causing one's heart to palpitate!

"I declare that Moritza has betrayed my Lord, defiled the glory of my Lord, and found him guilty!" Just at this moment, the Pope, who had seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly stood up. An indescribable, resplendent brilliance appeared in his starry eyes as he pointed at Bertrand and said indifferently, "Moreover, I declare that the position of Moritai Cha as the Minister of the Ecclesiastic Education will be replaced by Bertrand, and the Sacred Religion Department will be reorganized, and the Ecclesiastical Tribunal will be reorganized!"

Inherent Court? With these words, the surroundings of the altar fell into a deathly silence. All the cardinals were trembling, while the Holy Light scattered, and the darkness in the sky outside the church seemed to completely occupy this Radiant Temple that had been passed down for thousands of years!