Crown of Dunes Chapter 337

Kevin’s questioning did not arouse the old pope’s fear.

Or he would have no fear.

Standing quietly at the top of the temple, the old pope’s eyes were only indifferent, without sorrow and joy, and fearless, but calmly opposed: “Humble humans have stolen the power of the gods, and they talk about power with self-righteousness and vilify the gods. Honor, profaning the glory of the gods, but enjoying the peace and peace brought by the gods.”

“Hehe.” Kevin chuckled and looked up at the old pope. With that indifferent look, the sword of the waist king pulled out a small piece: “I can give you one chance to organize the language again.”

“Humble and disgusting human nobleman.”