Chapter 2378 Ivan Vincent takes action to defraud research funds

Author: Mr. Tai Su

Chapter 2378 Ivan Vincent takes action to defraud research funds

Benedict III looked calm and his eyes were full of warmth and holiness as he continued to debate.

"Franks recognized the problems at the root of arcana, so he returned to the embrace of the Lord. Douglas, don't deny it, your heart has been shaken, and you have begun to believe in the first driving force and the existence of a supreme being."

"Yes, I can't deny that I somewhat believe in the first driving force and the supreme existence."

Douglas replied expressionlessly, without refuting Benedict III's words, but his eyes became more determined and the confusion gradually dissipated.

Benedict III showed a hint of joy on his face and was very excited. He mistakenly thought that he had convinced Douglas and said excitedly.

"Very good, as long as Douglas is willing to accept baptism, you will be the first saint of the church, and will be given the holy name by the Lord. You can become the next pope in the future, explore the secret of godlikeness, and truly obtain eternal life and happiness."

Douglas suddenly chuckled twice, and said loudly with a bit of relaxation and disdain.

"Just because I believe these things does not mean that I will believe in the God of Truth."

"Why? Don't you know the power of divine descent? Haven't you seen the projection of Heaven Mountain with your own eyes? If you are willing to join the church, I can reveal the secrets of the god-like realm to you now."

Benedict III was a little surprised. He did not expect that something unexpected would happen again. Douglas had obviously been shaken, so why did his attitude suddenly change?

Douglas smiled and pointed at the starry sky outside the window, with endless yearning and said in great shock.

"Benedict III, you have probably only been to other dimensions and have never explored the starry sky like us magicians, right?"

"So what?"

Benedict III didn't understand why Douglas said this, and looked puzzled, even a little confused. He didn't know what this matter had to do with their conversation.

Douglass was filled with enthusiasm and obsession, looked up at the stars, and said firmly and shockingly.

"Only if you have truly been there can you understand how vast and boundless the starry sky is. Compared with it, I, you, Silver Moon, the Lord of Hell, and even the entire world are so small, like dust on the ground.

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"Even if I believe that there is a first driving force, I absolutely do not believe that such a great existence would hide in such a small world and compete with us magicians and vampires for territory."

"He may accept our prayers and make our hearts peaceful, but the God of truth who directly sends down divine grace and magic to encourage the church to compete for resources and territory in this world is different from the God of truth who is awe-inspiring just by his mere existence.

Compared with the boundless starry sky, it is nothing."

Having said this, Douglas withdrew his eyes, looked at Benedict III with disdain, and said coldly.

"So, the God of Truth, is He worthy of my belief?"

Benedict III's face was ashen. Douglas was indeed confused, but the direction of his confusion was completely wrong, at least not what Benedict III imagined.

"I really want to know the secret of the gods, but I don't bother to rely on this method."

"One day, you will find that we magicians are not the enemies of faith, because our vision is not as narrow as yours, limited to such a small place."

"The future of our magicians lies closer to reality, in the vast and magnificent starry sky!"

Douglass was full of energy and high spirits at this time, and he had an inexplicable confidence in him that made people feel awe. He was stronger than false faith and greater than the God of truth.

Benedict III sighed, sighed, and wanted to make a last effort, so he spoke again to persuade.

"Being like a god is more difficult than you think. Sometimes vastness does not necessarily mean truth. Higher levels and higher forms of existence do. Douglas, you can think about it carefully, and I can wait for you to repent!"

"Let Franks leave. He has contributed to the establishment of the Magic Council. I don't want to pursue his mistakes anymore, but he cannot continue to stay in the Magic Council."

Douglas also sighed, finally relenting and unwilling to fight with his old friend for many years.

Benedict III didn't hesitate anymore, stood up and walked out of the magic tower. Just after leaving Douglas's demiplane, and when he was about to make some small moves according to the previous plan, a figure appeared in front of Benedict III.

Ivan Vincent had a somewhat lazy and leisurely look on his face. He looked up and down at Benedict III, his eyes shining with silver. This was the eye of true seeing, which could see through all disguises. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and joked with a smile.

"Hey, isn't this the new His Majesty the Pope? Why do you have time to go to the Magic Council? Are you so free?"

Benedict III's expression changed. He originally wanted to use Franks' body as a sacrifice to seal Douglas in the demiplane for two days. When he just talked with Douglas, he made a recording and wanted to record the content that shakes Douglas' belief.

Making it public made the magician's belief shake, but he didn't expect to be blocked by Ivan Vincent as soon as it came out.

"Ivan Vincent, why are you here?"

Ivan Vincent looked at the body of the nine-ring magician radiating dazzling holy light from his soul, shrugged his shoulders, rolled his eyes, and said speechlessly.

"Don't you know, you clergy are like wearing a big light bulb every day, which is extremely dazzling. No matter how bad my eyesight is, I can't not see it!"

Pope Benedict III frowned slightly. He didn't know where Ivan Vincent's words came from, but he also vaguely understood what Ivan Vincent meant. The clergy simply couldn't hide it from Ivan Vincent.

identity.

"Ivan Vincent, Douglas has promised Franks to leave the Magic Council. Now I am just a projection. You can't hurt me, so what's the point of standing in front of me?"

Benedict III was deeply afraid of the young and handsome Ivan Vincent. In his heart, he even believed that Ivan Vincent was more dangerous than Douglas, and he could withstand the magic of God.

The existence is obviously not a god, but it has the strength of a god, even stronger than the average god.

"I know!"

"Then if you still don't get out of the way, why are the words of the Chairman of the Magic Council no longer effective?"

Obviously, Benedict III also wanted to provoke the relationship between Ivan Vinson and Douglas, and said this deliberately.

Ivan Vincent raised his eyebrows, with a playful smile on his lips, and looked at Benedict III inexplicably, making him confused.

"His Majesty the Pope, you may not understand the rules governing the operation of the power of the Supreme Council of the Magic Parliament!"

"What's the meaning?"

Benedict III had a vague premonition, and he was secretly on guard. He increased his vigilance. Holy light filled the projection. As long as there was any sign of trouble, he would explode and take action.

"I am now a member of the Supreme Council and a Grand Arcanist!"

"I have veto power, so I have the right to disobey the Speaker's orders!"

"Your Excellency, the Speaker of the Parliament, is still too soft-hearted. I am very unhappy with you, so I just want to beat you. Besides, who said that killing your projection will not cause harm to your body!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Benedict III secretly said something bad, and the bright holy light burst out crazily in his body, trying to resist Ivan Vincent's attack.

Ivan Vincent appeared in front of Benedict III as quickly as light, his mouth moved up and down, the sword of truth unsheathed, and struck Franks' body.

“Have a nice trip!”

The corpse fell to the ground, and the projection of Benedict III was directly disillusioned. A crack in the void in the reality that did not exist, followed the cause and effect, crossed the Strait of Storms, and appeared in the Pope's study room in the Great Hall of Light.

"Ivan Vincent!"

A roar resounded through the Holy City, and the dazzling holy light rose up. The projection of the seven-story Heavenly Mountain enveloped the entire Great Hall of Light. An inaudible and suppressed hum was drowned in this extremely sacred scene.

People notice.

Benedict III was sitting on a chair, his face extremely gloomy, his aura fluctuating, constantly changing between godlike and legendary peaks, and his white hair had lost its luster and was extremely gray.

Ivan Vincent took back the Sword of Truth, stepped into the real secret realm, came to Douglas, stretched out his hand and placed the recording magic item found in Franks in front of Douglas, and said dissatisfiedly.

"Your Excellency, Speaker of the Parliament, you are so imprudent that you didn't realize Benedict III's sinister intentions. He just tried to trick you on purpose. If your conversation was leaked by him and cut off from the beginning to the end, I don't know how much will be said."

The magician's faith will collapse and his pursuit of arcane magic will be shaken!"

The conversation between Douglass and Benedict III came from the small audio recording, which was extremely clear.

"Perhaps we should look for an explanation philosophically. Maybe there really is a first driving force and a source of creation. In that case, the gravity system and the celestial body movement system can be perfectly constructed."

"Sometimes, I can't help but think that there is probably a supreme being who really has the first driving force. Otherwise, the entire arcane system cannot be explained from the source, and it will seem like it has no foundation.

The villa collapsed and was destroyed directly after a gust of wind blew by."

Douglas showed a look of shame on his face and humbly accepted Ivan Vincent's criticism. He had indeed been emotional just now. Faced with old friends of many years and his inner confusion, he thought poorly and almost caused a catastrophe.

"What happened this time was my mistake. If you hadn't appeared, Ivan, it might have had a huge impact!"

"Benedict III is not a simple character. He is extremely intelligent. He actually knows how to use the latest magical item inventions of the Magic Council, such as the Son's Spear and the Son's Shield!"

"He is very good at engaging in these struggles. He has absorbed the advanced practices of our Magic Council and wants to fight a propaganda war with us!"

Ivan Vincent reminded Douglas that Benedict III's behavior was different from that of the previous pope. He knew how to keep pace with the times, referred to the Magic Council's practices, and learned from the experience of fighting traps. He was a difficult opponent, and the Magic Council needed to improve.

Be wary of him.

A look of caution appeared on Douglas's face, and he knew Benedict III a little better as the new pope. He is a man with extremely deep skills and should not be underestimated.

"I understand. Although he has just ascended to the throne of the Pope and cannot use the divine descending technique, he still cannot relax!"

"I didn't expect that his counterattack would come so quickly. Before he could even completely calm down the turmoil caused by the failure of the Southern Church, he started plotting against the Magic Council!"

"This shows that Benedict III is still clear about it. He knows that the Magic Council is their number one enemy, and he can clearly distinguish the priorities. It also indirectly shows that our Magic Council has put great pressure on Benedict III, making him unable to do so.

Don’t be in a hurry to fight back!”

Ivan Vincent sat across from Douglas, held his hands tightly, and destroyed the recorded magic items directly. He looked at Douglas with a smile on his face and said in a deep voice.

"Let's not talk about this matter. I have a business with you!"

There were faint ripples in Douglas' deep blue eyes, and he was a little curious about Ivan Vincent's purpose, so he asked.

"What exactly do you want to see me for this time?"

Ivan Vincent had a bright smile on his face, leaned forward slightly, approached Douglas, looked around, seemed to have a guilty conscience, and whispered.
To be continued...