Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 229 [People with Their Heads Bowed]

Quiet.

The entire sanctuary was eerily quiet.

Since the head appeared, there has been no sound in the entire sanctuary except for Vasini's.

He quietly observed everyone.

I watched their barely concealed fear, anger, and caution.

This was something he had never seen before.

In the past, he could only see the indifference of these people.

He likes this feeling.

This feeling of being in control.

He vowed that from that moment on, he would hold onto this feeling and never let it go.

"...Next, I have something to announce."

“From today onwards, there will be no more family alliances. Due to the tense situation, we must unite and face the common enemy together. Therefore, until we completely defeat Uttahan, all families will be under Martino’s command and under my unified command. Everyone must obey my orders.”

Upon hearing this, the already eerily quiet sanctuary fell into an even deeper silence.

Many people even held their breath.

Because it was really suffocating.

Vasini's words essentially meant that he wanted to annex them.

"..."

Someone opened their mouth as if to speak, but when they saw Henry's still-closed eyes, they dared not speak.

Finally, old Carney spoke up, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a white handkerchief as he spoke. Even though the sanctuary wasn't very hot, he was still sweating profusely.

“Vassini, we are well aware of the situation and support this wartime decision, but there is one question we need to clarify: once this is over, shouldn’t we all go our separate ways?”

These words expressed the sentiments of everyone present, and they all nodded silently.

"What if I say no?"

This answer made everyone's throats churn.

If Vasini is truly determined to annex everyone, then... why not, go all out?

But nobody dares to take the lead.

Even old Carney stopped talking and just kept wiping his sweat.

After a long pause, Vasini laughed: "I was just kidding, gentlemen. You are all my uncles and elders, and even my godfather. How could I possibly do such a thing? Relax, once this is over, everything will be back to normal."

"That's fine, that's fine."

"Hahaha, Vasini, you scared me to death."

The atmosphere finally relaxed.

Everyone quickly told some jokes and chatted to liven up the atmosphere.

That's how it was settled.

After returning home, each family must send their most capable members over within a specified time so that Vasini can arm them into a guard. At the same time, each family must also contribute money and manpower.

After the meeting, everyone walked out of the church chatting and laughing.

But once they got back into their cars, everyone's faces turned extremely gloomy.

Vasini's words sound nice, but who knows what the future holds?

Moreover, what if we lose?

Vasini only won once; how could he win every time?
If a full-scale war breaks out, they will have no way out.

Should we just surrender to Uttarakhan?

But thinking about this, I can't help but picture Henry's head and those eyes that just won't close.

Just when everyone was struggling internally.

An extremely powerful aura emanated from a certain direction.

That was an undisguised murderous intent.

The people in the car were all startled and looked in that direction. Then, they saw a ghostly figure.

A person who exists in a state between reality and illusion.

He seemed to be a shadow, yet he clearly had a human shape.

Despite it being their first time meeting this person, they recognized him immediately, or rather, sensed who he was.

Luca.

Luca is here!

Everyone felt a mix of surprise, joy, and fear.

The good news is that the situation may have changed, and they won't have to be swallowed up by Vasini. The bad news is that Luca is coming on strong, and if he really wins, will their fate be good?

Luca's arrival naturally attracted Vasini's attention.

In fact, he did this to lure Vasini out.

He had already received word that Henry had died shortly after he left.

Vasini's actions were a complete challenge to his authority, and he had to take action; otherwise, no one would be afraid of him anymore.

So he went directly outside the sanctuary.

He wanted to defeat and kill Vasini in front of everyone.

"Vassini, prepare to die!"

Luca's voice was chaotic and indistinct, just like his appearance.

He stretched out his only hand, holding something indescribable, like a dark, blurry, and distorted shadow.

This is the secret weapon he brought today, the True Name Relic—Twisted Shadow.

This relic was left behind by an elder of his group. It is incredibly powerful, but it also has severe side effects. It gradually devours a person's mind, eventually merging them with the shadow.

He doesn't usually use it lightly, but now he has no choice but to.

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow in his hand was released.

Shadows spread across the entire ground and rapidly encroached upon the sanctuary.

Those still inside the car felt as if they had fallen into the deepest darkness, and their hearts were filled with extreme fear.

This fear seemed to nourish Luca, causing a massive black shadow to grow behind him instantly. The shadow was like a general in heavy armor, majestic and powerful. With a wave of its hand, it seemed ready to crush Vasini into dust.

Vasini felt no fear whatsoever. He was in the sanctuary, and moreover, God was watching over him.

He is not afraid of anything.

"The blasphemers deserve to die!"

He extended a finger and solemnly declared, as if he were truly an ancient high priest judging sinners.

The next moment, a black light suddenly flew out from between his fingers, piercing through the shadows.

The general-like black figure was utterly unable to stop the blade.

Luca seemed to forget to dodge, and was hit in the body by Neil the Throat Slitter.

throat.

A thick streak of blood appeared on his throat, followed by a torrent of blood gushing out like a fountain.

But his expression remained blank. In the last moments of his life, he seemed to see something indescribable, invincible, and absolutely sacred.

He couldn't tell anyone, but Vasini knew what he had seen.

He saw God.

At the last moment, God unleashed His might, a force as surging as the ocean tide, allowing Him to disregard and penetrate everything, ultimately killing the blasphemer with a single blow.

Luca knelt before the sanctuary, clutching his throat and bowing his head as if in repentance.

A song rose from somewhere in the distance, sounding like children singing in chorus, distant and ethereal.

Meanwhile, Ethan, far away in the Kingdom Arts Center, was also watching those people bowing their heads before the toilet.

They were worshipping.

(End of this chapter)