Doomsday Code

Chapter 276 Madness

Bims was well aware of his disciple's temperament. The arrogant and aloof disciple never believed in the existence of God in this world.

He had asked the Emperor to let him be his master because of his own abilities.

However, he knelt down and cried and begged him, hoping that this old charlatan in his eyes could become a real charlatan and help him help his uncle's empire.

Bims always remembered that divine revelation. All the elders and masters of the church gathered in the Pope's Palace. Everyone used their greatest strength to activate the church's supreme artifact - the royal power.

However, the instructions given by God were nothing.

At that moment, all the church elders, including him, the Pope, thought that God had abandoned them.

When he told Melis the result, he always remembered Melis's angry and determined look.

He then left the holy city.

Soon after, rumors spread throughout the world that His Majesty the Emperor had found the Doomsday Code, and then all parties in the world gathered in the imperial capital as if they had discussed it beforehand.

The empire that had stood prosperously for a thousand years collapsed in one day, and the most prosperous imperial capital in the world within a thousand miles was turned into a wasteland in an instant.

The era of empires has ended, and the absolute suppression of the human race over all ethnic groups in the world has quietly collapsed, and all parties are in crisis.

Then there was the so-called Alliance of Kingdoms and the strong rise of his church.

Bims came out of his memories, and then handed the meeting minutes in his hand to Elder Keqin behind him and said:

"Meira's suggestion is good, let's do as he says."

"God's mercy is limited, and the Doomsday Code must be buried forever."

Keqin said yes and retreated.

Bims fell into a trance as he looked at the divine weapon, the royal power in his hand. Then his eyes became extremely simple, and he turned back into the Pope who led the church to the pinnacle.

In the dark dungeon full of restrictions, Luan Tianmo was waving a wooden stick that he had obtained from somewhere, drawing on the ground.

With a crack, the wooden stick in his hand could not withstand his strength and broke into two pieces. Luan Tianmo wiped the picture on the ground with his foot, and then threw the wooden stick in his hand at the sleeping alchemist.

"Wake up, old man. What kind of broken wood are you forging? It breaks in just a few strokes."

The old alchemist grabbed the loose soil on the ground, and then with his hands, the loose soil directly turned into the wooden stick that Luan Tianmo had just discarded.

The old alchemist threw the stick in his hand to Luan Tian Mo and said:

"You little brat, you don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young. It's great that I can give you this little wooden stick in this shabby place. Do you want it or not?"

Then the old alchemist seemed to have thought of something. He pushed aside the dirty hair in front of him, then showed his big yellow teeth and said:

"Aren't you the Pope's apprentice? Why don't you just ask them to lend you a few iron rods?"

Luan Tian Mo picked up the wooden stick he had just thrown away and threw it at the old alchemist, saying:

"Why don't you usually talk so much? Just go to sleep if you have nothing else to do."

While the two were arguing with each other, the door of the dungeon was opened.

But considering the date, no one should come today.

When those crazy prisoners saw the gate open, they all pulled at the chains on their bodies and kept yelling at the gate.

Bims came in and waved the scepter in his hand, and then all the crazy prisoners looked peaceful and sat cross-legged on the ground, and there was no more noise.

When the old alchemist saw the person coming, he immediately covered his face with the hair he had just lifted, and then fell asleep with his back to Luan Tianmo.

After seeing the newcomer, Luan Tianmo's face, which had been joking with the old alchemist, became extremely cold.

"What are you doing here?"

Bims did not answer Luan Tianmo's words. He came in front of Luan Tianmo, waved his sleeves to wipe the ground in front of him, and then sat down facing him.

"Child, I'm not here to ask you a question, I just want to see you."

In fact, Bims was mostly grateful to the disciple in front of him.

Meris's talent was too strong, and I didn't teach him much, so this disciple didn't enjoy much benefit from his master.

However, because he accepted him as a disciple, he received a lot of care in the Academic Affairs Department, which was one of the foundations for the subsequent rise of the church.

And over the years, except for the time when he personally captured his disciple and put him in prison, the two of them had never met each other again.

During this long period of time, the Council of Elders and other parties had persuaded him to accept another disciple.

However, in his heart, his most ideal disciple was still the disheveled man in front of him.

"Stop pretending to be so hypocritical in front of me, you traitor. Your Majesty should have issued an order back then to have the Demigod Temple completely destroy this holy city."

Meris was filled with hatred for his master. In his eyes, Bims was an ungrateful and despicable man who fooled the world.

"It's been so many years, kid. I told you back then that it wasn't me who colluded with those kingdoms and duchies. It wasn't us who destroyed your majesty's empire, but you."

However, after hearing this, Meris' eyes turned red in an instant, and the restriction chains on his body began to fluctuate violently. The suppressed cultivation showed signs of erupting at this moment.

"You despicable villain, you shameless bastard, I will kill you, kill you."

Luan Tianmo is indeed a peerless genius favored by Pope Bimus. His realm, which had fallen for unknown reasons in the past, is now showing signs of recovery.

And this is in the holy city dungeon with absolute suppression.

Bims has lived for so many years and among the various masters and geniuses he has seen, Meris is already comparable to Samlett of the past.

The "once" here is not a derogatory term, because when the empire was still there, Samlet was the empire's number one punch.

Seeing that Meris was about to fall into madness, Bims finally just sighed, then got up and left the dungeon.

This may be the last meeting between master and disciple.

After Bims's lonely figure left the dungeon and the dungeon door closed again, the old alchemist who had just been hiding aside turned over nimbly and came to the side of Chaos Demon.

Then he tore off one of his arms without saying a word, and then his unique alchemical magic was activated, and the entire arm turned directly into a meatball.

He stuffed the meatball into Luan Tianmo's mouth, muttering:

"Don't go crazy, kid. Otherwise, I will have to spend my retirement here for the rest of my life."

Afterwards, the old alchemist didn't care about his own injuries and just sucked the crazy prisoners through the air. These prisoners, who had become quiet due to the influence of the king's power, woke up instantly and then became crazy and screamed again.

Looking at the bright white ball of energy in his hand, the old alchemist's expression changed again and again, and finally he injected this power into the body of Chaos Demon.

"CNND, if there are any problems afterwards, you can't blame me."

Then the old Alchemist put Chaos Demon down, and he lay back in his own position.