Bizarre Detainment Facility: You're Containing a Human Like Me?

Zhan Zhan did not continue talking, as if what he just said had already made his attitude clear.

Facing the rhetoric of war, Nick Ryder slowly frowned.

The wantlessness of war troubled him.

Had it not been for the fact that he had already demonstrated his loyalty to the saints through countless actions.

Nick Ryder was wondering if the war had ulterior motives.

He thought about it carefully again and suddenly had an idea.

“Your devotion to the Lord is unquestionable.”

"When the master wakes up, I believe you will become his favored servant of God."

"Before that, I need to elevate your status to that of a god."

Hearing Nick Ryder's words, the other Saints members all had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Even Lazy, who was dozing off, suddenly became energetic.

That's why they joined the Saints.

With their king-level status, there is nothing in this world that can arouse their interest.

Only Nick Ryder can give them what they want.

Nick Ryder glanced around, and he enjoyed the expressions on everyone's faces.

"While there is still time, I pray that the master will grant you divinity."

"In this way, you can achieve the status of a god in a short time."

The expression of war changes rapidly.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"Chief, I want to become a god on my own."

When he heard the words of war, Nick Ryder was a little unresponsive.

"What did you say?"

Zhan took a deep breath and then said.

"I want to become a god on my own."

His words made Nick Ryder feel irritable again.

"Accept the master's divinity, and you can achieve the status of a god in a short time."

War shook his head.

"Sorry, I've already made my decision."

Nick Ryder glanced at War with a strange look.

"Now that you have made your own decision, I won't care about you."

"I also know a little bit about your becoming a god ritual."

"Then you can move freely."

"I'm also curious about whether you can successfully ascend to the throne of God by relying on your own strength."

Zhan nodded and then stopped talking.

Nick Ryder glanced around again.

"On the day of the decisive battle, you don't need to show up to help me."

"To be precise, you just have to do your part."

"I don't want to wait until the master wakes up and there will be no available subordinates around him."

"Because your stupidity worries me. I'm really afraid that you will die at the hands of the jailer."

As soon as these words came out, except for Zhan, the other eight people's faces looked a little ugly.

"Okay, that's it for today, get out of here."

The figures of everyone slowly disappeared.

Nick Ryder's voice reached the Pope's ears.

"You stay."

The Pope was obviously taken aback. He was about to leave, but his figure solidified again.

After everyone else left, Nick Ryder looked at the Pope.

"Originally, I planned to let Gambler take over the position of chief."

"But now I'm worried about his sanity."

"His stupidity gave me a twinge of unease."

Hearing Nick Ryder's words, the Pope didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Nick Ryder looked into his eyes.

"I plan to let the Lord grant you divinity. Are you ready?"

Upon hearing this, the Pope agreed without hesitation.

He does not have such lofty ambitions as war, and wants to ascend to the throne of God on his own.

Because his life span is coming to an end.

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Joining the saints is just to become a god and extend your life.

After seeing the Pope agree, a trace of relief flashed deep in Nickleid's eyes.

He pointed to the door made of flesh and blood and said to the Pope.

"You walk through that door now and I will tell the Lord my request."

The Pope looked at the door of flesh and blood, with some hesitation in his eyes.

The door seemed to lead to another world, and he was not sure whether there was any truth in Nick Ryder's words.

If you enter the door rashly, you may be sacrificed by Nick Ryder.

As if aware of the Pope's concerns, Nick Ryder sighed.

"Don't worry, the Lord still needs your ability to spread faith for Him."

"Even if I were to do something to you, it wouldn't be now."

The Pope pondered for a moment, and then the wrinkles on his face relaxed.

"Chief, I think you misunderstood."

"It's not that I don't believe you."

Seeing the kind smile on the Pope's face, Nick Ryder felt that his heart was very tired.

"They are all fools when they do things, and they are all geniuses when they make plans."

He roared in his mind.

Nick Ryder's expression gradually became solemn.

"Don't worry, I swear in the name of the Lord."

“When you enter that door, you receive the divinity of the Lord.”

"You can also achieve the status of a god through this."

After hearing what Nick Ryder said, the Pope finally felt relieved.

He fairly understood Nick Ryder.

Leaving aside other aspects, his loyalty to his master is absolutely unmatched.

Now that Nick Ryder has sworn in the name of his master, it seems that he really intends to help him fight for the status of a god.

Thinking of this, he took off his black robe.

Underneath the black robe is a luxurious crown robe, which also demonstrates his noble status.

There is also a crown on his head.

The crown is inlaid with colorful gems, which exude divine dazzling light.

"Chief, I'll go now."

Nick Ryder waved his hand and said nothing.

The Pope held a crutch that represented divine power and walked towards the door of flesh and blood.

At the same time, obscure language spewed out of Nick Ryder's mouth.

It seemed like he was mumbling to himself, or like he was chanting sutras.

The Pope understood that he was communicating with his master.

Although he didn't quite understand the language, he wasn't too worried about what Nick Ryder would do to him.

Because he has his own trump card.

The crown on his head is not an ordinary thing, it was passed down by successive popes of the Holy See.

The crown represents the will of the gods believed by the Holy See.

This crown will protect your soul from harm.

If the gods of the Holy See had not suddenly stopped responding to them, he would not have fallen to join an evil organization like the Saints.

Thinking of this, the corner of the pope's mouth curved in an imperceptible arc.

But what he didn't see was that the corners of Nick Ryder's mouth slowly curled up.

Not long after, the Pope had approached the door of flesh and blood.

His eyes fell on the door frame.

The flesh and blood continued to squirm, forming lines of obscure incantations.

The Pope extended his arm through the door.

The next moment, he took his hand back.

In his sight, the hand that passed through the door changed dramatically.

The originally loose skin on the back of the hand became tight, as if it had regained its vitality.

This made the Pope even more convinced that Nick Ryder had not lied to him.

At this moment, his breathing became heavy.

"God, here I come."