Chapter 1200: A Legendary Figure (Part One)
“Take off your mask. I’m curious as to what secret is hiding behind the mask.” Fei stared at this person who showed up in front of him with the Scepter of Ragnarok and appeared to be the Pope of the Holy Church, and he demanded in an unquestionable tone.
At this moment, everyone was staring at this person.
Under everyone’s gaze, the golden mask was slowly lifted.
Everyone held onto their breaths.
The face that appeared before everyone was ordinary. It looked old with many wrinkles, and his sparse white long hair looked a bit messy even though it seemed like it was taken care of. Perhaps he hadn’t seen the sun for a long time, his skin was shockingly pale, which was a color that shouldn’t appear on a living person. Also, the veins on the two sides of his thin and dry-looking neck turned black.
If Blatter made others feel like he was going to be blown onto the ground by the wind, this old man was like a sand sculpture. It felt like if the wind blew at him, he would turn into millions of fine particles and collapse before everything before dispersing into the air.
Fei smelled a trace of rotten odor from this ancient body.
It was clear that this old man was an ancient existence. Even though he was a godly king, his godly power wasn’t able to help him maintain the youthful look, and it was only able to save his life.
From this perspective, it seemed like this old man had lived for more than 1,000 years!
He was an old monster.
However, it was clear that the people here didn’t instantly recognize this face.
The masters who were watching this from afar all looked puzzled. Blatter was still young enough for some of them to remember, but this man was so ancient that he was beyond their memories, and perhaps he had experienced decay before these people were born.
As to Fei? He only came to the Azeroth Continent for a few years; there was no way that he could recognize this ancient man.
However, a confused expression appeared on Batistuta’s face.
Although he couldn’t tell who this man was from the latter’s appearance, the presence of the energy that was circulating around this old man and fighting against death and decay made him have a sense of familiarity from a long, long time ago.
“Child, don’t you recognize me?” The new Pope smiled and looked at Batistuta.
Like a thunderbolt, these worlds instantly unlocked Batistuta’s ancient memories that were sealed away from for numerous years.
As if a streak of sunlight shined into his heart, he said in shock, “You are… Holiness Stabila? Old Bishop? Oh god! How is this possible? Didn’t you…” Batistuta fell into total panic.
When he said the name ‘Stabila’, it was foreign to almost everyone here. However, like a streak of light, it made Fei recall someone from the books that he had read.
Stabila! This was an ancient name!
This name represented unparalleled glory 700 to 800 years ago! This man controlled the biggest force on the continent, was worshipped by almost every human, and had numerous believers. Glory and light were the two words that could best describe him.
He was once the Pope of the Holy Church, the man who controlled the church before Blatter.
He was also once the Bishop of the [Black-Cloth Shrine], the shrine that had an absolute advantage among all shrines at that time. His work was later named the [Code of God] and became the core principle of the Holy Church.
Chapter 1200: A Legendary Figure (Part Two)
Due to the sudden disappearance of this man, the Holy Church fell into a state of internal conflicts, and the [Black-Cloth Shrine] decayed, getting squeezed out of the core of the Holy Church and almost completely collapsed.
The disappearance of Stabila led to the rise of Blatter and the betrayal of Platini.
That period of glory fell into the long river of time and got permanently sealed into history.
Due to new Pope Blatter’s suppression and the decay of the [Black-Cloth Shrine], the name ‘Stabila’ that should have left a significant mark in the history of the Holy Church soon disappeared in books and records, completely forgotten by the younger generations.
Also, Stabila’s sudden disappearance was the most unimaginable mystery in the history of the Holy Church.
After all, right before Stabila disappeared, he had control over the Holy Church and was in his prime as the No.1 Master of the church. Also, he had the god-tier weapon of the Holy Church in his hand, and no one on the continent was able to block his sharp strikes. Unless he committed suicide, no one in the world could kill him!
Unexpected to everyone, this old man who should have returned to the embrace of the stars reappeared in the mortal world after about 800 years.
“Could it be that the internal conflicts which took place inside the Holy Church in the last half a year are caused by Stabila’s return to Sicily Island? Getting back the control of the Holy Church from Blatter? Could it be that Stabila’s disappearance is related to Blatter who took over? Did he get sneak-attacked by Blatter?”
After thinking for a while, this seemed to be the most reasonable explanation.
“About 800 years have passed. I didn’t think that there is still someone in the world who recognizes me. I still remember that you were a little kid about 800 years ago.” Stabila looked at Batistuta with a smile and said feelingly.
“It is… really you?” Batistuta couldn’t hold back his emotions, and he rushed to Stabila and knelt with tears in his eyes.
Back then, he was indeed a child who was about eight years old, and he was one of the boys in the [Black-Cloth Shrine]’s choir. With his great talent in cultivating the Holy Power, he was praised by many. As the Pope of the Holy Church, Stabila had given Batistuta many ‘head-patting blessings’.
In Batistuta’s memories, Stabila was a kind and gentle pope. This old man would often take time out of his busy schedule and sing the holy songs with the kids in the choir, tell them the ancient stories, and teach them how to cultivate.
Many children in the choir saw this easy-going pope as their grandpa.
After Stabila disappeared, Batistuta was greatly saddened, and he cried in secret many times.
Due to the respect and admiration that Batistuta had toward this old pope, he declined the offers from other shrines and joined the [Black-Cloth Shrine]. Regardless of how terrible the condition was for the [Black-Cloth Shrine], he tried his best to support it and make it last.
The [Black-Cloth Shrine] that was on the verge of collapse finally went on the road of redemption after Fei appeared.
Batistuta never imagined that the man who he admired the most would appear in front of him.
Due to the thrill and excitement, Batistuta, a great figure of the Northern Region Empire who reached the god-level, cried unstoppably.
At this moment, under some experienced and wise masters’ reminders, the masters in the area finally realized what was going on.
This change was shocking!
The old Pope of the Holy Church who disappeared for 800 years came back alive? What did this mean?