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Chapter 293 A group of waste

quiet!

Dead silence!

When the remaining hundreds of monsters were "melted" in the black light beam, everyone stood there blankly, with their mouths wide open and their hearts filled with fear. They couldn't understand, they really couldn't understand.

Why did this vampire kill all of his men as soon as he took action, simply because they did not capture the Holy See before he arrived?

Doesn’t this look down on their Holy See? After all, it is an ancient sect that has been around for thousands of years. It once ruled a continent as a giant of faith. Although it is now lonely, it is not much better than the desert country before the Pharaoh’s resurrection.

What's more, the war between the monster and the saint is only slightly at a disadvantage. As long as he takes action to regain the victory, it is not that difficult. Killing all his subordinates in this anger and forcibly increasing the difficulty for himself is really confusing.

people.

"It's still a little short, you should go with them!"

Feeling the data in the thick fog around the church, the vampire monster suddenly turned its head and looked at the little devil monster. Without giving it any time to react, a black beam of light suddenly appeared from mid-air above its head and enveloped it.

"Vampire Monster King! Let me go, please let me go, I have always been loyal to you!"

The little demon beast with a mutilated body struggled and howled crazily in the light beam, but having lost its legs and one wing, it could only watch the demon blood whip covering its body, and the data in its body was pulled away.

The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made him unable to help but let out a cry of pain.

boom!

Like a balloon filled with hydrogen exploding, the little demon beast suddenly turned into fine thick mist and dissipated in the air.

At the same time, the stunned knights and members of the Holy See were also shocked by this sudden change.

"It should be said that he is worthy of the blood of Cain? This child has a cruel and murderous nature." A priest looked at the demonic beast in front of him and muttered in a low voice, "Because he was jealous of his brother Abel's sacrifice and got God's blessing.

He was appreciated, but he was just treated indifferently, so he was jealous and killed the cruel person of the bloodline of his close relatives. With the sinful bloodline of Satan's mistress Lilith, such a synonym for sin, no matter what kind of actions he did, it seemed to be quite consistent.

Common sense.”

"So, you mean to say that this guy is a third-generation vampire, one of the thirteen ancient ones?" A cardinal heard the priest's muttering and spoke while suppressing his heart that was about to jump out of his chest.

asked.

"But, is it possible?" The priest is not sure whether he has read many classics. After all, since the revival of mythology, there have been too many legends that have been proved to be fabricated by later generations. Even the Pope himself is not sure what is in his own legend.

How many of them have been changed by those unscrupulous ancestors, and after a moment of hesitation, you can only show a smile?

The direct descendants of Cain, the ancients of the thirteen clans, are really in trouble now!

Among vampires, after the third generation, they are only creatures shaped by the former using their own blood and the flesh and blood tissue of human animals, although in the dark Bible they follow, they flatter the long-lived people of the fourth and fifth generations.

Just like the God's Mansion, but in essence they are just a group of mixed-blood bastards.

However, the third generation before this was indeed the grandson of Cain and Lilith, and because of their ugly deeds of taking and sharing the blood of their fathers, they were even called the ones with the greatest wealth after sublimation.

Powers close to the gods. They are ancient, cruel, and vicious, and regard everyone except themselves as puppets and low-blooded bastards.

"Hand over that girl, and I will let you go!" The blood-sucking monster with its arms folded and floating in the air pointed across half the street at Otilia, who was protected by the bishop and the pope in the center, with a condescending attitude, as if

Just like commanding a group of lowly servants.

Although in fact, compared with this vampire who is suspected of being the grandson of Cain and the Ancient One, the identities of those present are somewhat unsatisfactory. Even the Pope, his status within the Holy See in this world is indeed equal to everything except God.

We are all equal, but now we haven't re-signed the shepherding contract with the Lord. The shepherd who has not been recognized by the owner has an unfair identity, which is indeed a bit compared to a vampire.

The pope's face was tense. Although his legs were shaking and he was a little unsteady, relying on the outstanding achievements and abilities of the dragon-slaying Saint Saint George, he still mustered up the courage to force himself to speak calmly.

"Impossible, don't even think about it. The cursed sinful bloodline still wants to touch the noble mother."

Halfway through the sentence, a sudden and huge pressure emerged in his heart, and his mind went blank for a moment. It was not until he skipped the word that he came back to his senses. Somewhat unbelieving, he tried again. This time he

His eyes were fixed on Otilia's necklace, "My noble mother?"

The vocabulary is still hidden, as if it is a taboo that prohibits the order. When people want to speak out, the silent fear will suddenly appear.

pope""

Since it was not stopped by angels, then

It is recorded in the Bible that God is omnipotent and everything except Him is His creation.

As creatures, angels can accurately read people's hearts, let alone Him as the Creator.

The Pope felt that his future was gloomy. When his current thoughts came to mind, he couldn't help but think of his previous blasphemous thoughts.

Looking at the dull Pope, the vampire monster didn't bother to care. Frail humans always have problems of one kind or another, just like their useless subordinates.

He pinched the wings of a bat, looked at the wary cardinals, and said with a smile, "Oh, don't you ask her for her opinion? One person's life is exchanged for the survival of everyone else.

A great deal!”

"No, I won't agree!" Almost at the moment when the vampire monster finished speaking, before everyone could react, Otilia broke the silence. "Maybe I was still desperate when I was in despair.

I will give up on myself and agree to you, but it is impossible now! My Lord uses my body, and I shoulder the sacred mission of revival. Even if everyone dies in the process of protecting me, it doesn’t matter. After the miracle, everyone

The Holy Spirit will revive and return. They will receive divine enlightenment and be favored."

"They won't agree, and I won't agree. You can't catch me without killing everyone."

The words were firm, but the words were unfamiliar and contradictory, and even the language itself had problems. After all, Otilia was just a somewhat autistic girl before this, and had no experience in winning people's hearts.


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