The forty-ninth Pope Lango stood on the balcony of the palace, overlooking the brightly lit Rhein City.
Rhein City is the most magnificent city in this world, just as the Rhein Divine Sect is the most powerful church in this world.
And he, Lango, is the helmsman of this church and this city. It's not an exaggeration to say "under God, above millions of people".
"I really wish it could go on like this forever," Lango murmured with a sigh.
What a wonderful thing it would be if people could live forever? If it were possible, Lango truly wanted to stand in this position forever, always gazing at such scenery.
But unfortunately, even though he is already the Pope, even though he already possesses countless means of extending his life, true immortality is still unattainable.
In this world, the only things that can remain eternal and undying are the deities, and...
Lango gently rubbed a ring on the little finger of his right hand.
