From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 203 Bloody Slaughter

Six hours ago, in Sicily.

On the way back to the gang, Gabriel told Leon about the stories he had seen in the parchment book, or rather, the history he had witnessed.

He learned about the development of the special organization "Assassins," which originated in the Middle East in the fourth century AD and gradually became active after the invasion of Attila the Scourge of God.

They walked alongside royalty, nobles, the wealthy, and religious figures, gradually rising to power through their own strength and their study of shadows.

The most famous of these is the origin of the word "assassin," namely the emergence of the Assassin sect.

But the Vatican already had assassin teams long before this sect emerged.

Hearing this, Leon seemed a little curious, "So, is your power also shadow?"

"Yes, we also possess the power of shadow. It is said to have originated from an assassin mentor who joined the Papacy. Under the guidance of Pope Gregory I, he joined the Roman Catholic Church in Constantinople and became the first assassin mentor."

"Shadow is not a force opposed to Holy Light, but a force that belongs to Holy Light yet possesses its own unique properties. It can conceal the body, hide tracks, and even make sound almost disappear..."

"Most importantly, this power will not affect our faith; on the contrary, it will make it easier for us to draw closer to the Lord... The more devout a person is, the stronger the shadow power they can control!"

Hearing this, Lyon understood and continued to ask, "So, do you Shadow Assassins still have colleagues in Europe who belong to the Inquisition?"

"His Holiness the Pope has given me the power to convene the Brotherhood. If you can see their past and future, perhaps you can bring them back!"

"The Lord has once again cast His gaze, and the light of Heaven has filled the world!"

Gabriel shook his head regretfully. "It's a pity that all the assassin families were engaged in a protracted war with those terrible monsters during the long 'silent period' after the Middle Ages, and then they were completely wiped out."

"As for my colleagues at the court, they didn't leave any information, and I don't know where they went!"

"I am the last assassin apprentice, the last assassin master, and the last assassin mentor. I hope His Holiness the Pope can grant me the status of assassin mentor so that I can start training assassins again and build the Shadow Guard!"

Lyon immediately replied, "Yes, you don't need to worry about that, it definitely will!"

His eyes narrowed. "His Holiness Saint George said that a crisis is about to befall the world, and every bit of strength will become our strength to protect the world. Therefore, the Holy See will definitely give you enough room to make your mark!"

"Vampires, werewolves, demons—these monsters that have already infiltrated human society—will also become your targets!"

"As long as you have the heart to protect humanity, the entire Holy See will open up to you!"

Hearing Lyon's words, Gabriel slowly nodded. With his past experiences and the responsibilities of his family, he was no longer the "suicidal" assassin he once was. He had a clearer goal and a more definite future.

"Lord, I will strive to continue my family and faith. May I see them? Even just for a moment?"

Gabriel prayed softly, and then through the misty light before him, through the high wall of faith, he saw a clear and special scene in a distant land!
Those were his parents, his family, his relatives, all watching him from a distant place, seemingly smiling at him.

They weren't all standing on the stairs to heaven; instead, they were standing in a special space. Only their grandfather stood in an area of ​​infinite light, with a sacred mountain behind him...

“This is clairvoyance!” Gabriel realized this. He knew that his prayers had worked, and he saw his “family” who still existed, even if they were just souls.

His faith suddenly became firm. If there is a soul, there must be a kingdom of heaven. His family members are all devout believers and "good people". Presumably, they will meet again in the future!
This is the power that faith has given him. The man, who was initially hesitant and uncertain, now has endless light shining in his eyes!
Because they have faith and a future, they are fearless!

"Gentlemen, we've arrived!" Albert Coppola's voice rang out as soon as the words were spoken. A bodyguard opened the car door for them, leading them to a manor. After all, it was the Sicilian Mafia, an organization with a history on this island longer than the country itself; it wasn't surprising that they owned such a manor.

But Lyon stopped Albert, who was trying to enter the manor, by calling out, "Mr. Albert, is your family always this open? There aren't even any guards at the gate?"

“How could there not be? The entire manor is heavily guarded, Mr. Gabriel should know that!” Albert replied casually, only to realize something was amiss.

"Wait, is there really no one here?" He was stunned. There was no one in the guard room at the entrance, and no one was on the surrounding high walls or on the street next door... These places that should have been occupied were now completely deserted!
Now, even a fool would know that something was wrong. Albert immediately picked up the phone and called someone he knew.

Then came a series of silences, until he made a phone call, only to be met with the same bewilderment: "Young Master, we can't contact anyone from the family either!"

Albert stood at the door, somewhat dejected, momentarily lost in thought. "The boss, the second boss, the strategist, the executive officer... there's been no news of any of them. Only the soldiers and partners are still around..."

He turned his head to look at the still magnificent and beautiful manor in front of him, but he couldn't squeeze out a smile at all, as if he were looking at a monster that was ready to devour people!

In the end, Leon took the lead. He prayed to the heavens again, borrowing the light that belonged to the paladins, and slowly walked inside with the spear of light in his hand.

Gabriel had already disappeared into the shadows beside him, accompanying him as he infiltrated.

At this moment, Lyon was surprised to find that even though Gabriel had completely concealed his form, he could still accurately determine the other party's location through the connection between the holy light!

"Is this the bond between believers?" He suddenly understood the meaning of "fighting side by side." An assassin whose location can be determined by his teammates will play a greater role on the battlefield.

But he soon lost interest in these thoughts, because as the two approached the manor and found no signs of any living people, a strong smell of blood filled their nostrils!
Without a second thought or judgment, the two men moved the instant they smelled blood, bursting into the manor and kicking open the tightly closed gates.

As the door opened, a jet of blood shot out from the entrance, which the two avoided, before splashing onto Albert, who was following behind.

A head slowly rolled down and landed in front of Albert.

"Mother?" Albert was devastated. He had brought the superhumans here to investigate the vampire traces of his family, but he never expected that the first thing he would see upon returning would be the news of the death of a member of his family.

He knelt at the doorway, his expression broken and dejected, barely able to speak.

Lyon and Gabriel walked further inside, becoming increasingly apprehensive with each step.

Corpses and bloodstains are everywhere. This castle, which belonged to the Coppola family, has now become their family cemetery.

“There are no bullet marks, and no embers of battle. They came in one by one and were killed willingly!” Gabriel appeared beside Lyon, giving his observations. “There are no survivors here, and no trace of vampires. They should have left already!”

Lyon nodded. "It was the power of blood magic. They used that power to lure everyone in the manor and kill them!"

Such things as America's were commonplace, so Lyon wasn't too surprised. That Wallachian III could even bewitch an entire village.

He was simply amazed by the speed at which the people here acted. "They're moving so fast! Albert just said on the way here that he set off from here yesterday, which means... in just one day, the vampires have already completed the complete slaughter of this place!"

The two opened the side door, allowing more air to flow out and exposing the corpses completely to the sunlight.

They all looked like mummies, their blood had disappeared, but none of them showed fear on their faces, only a peaceful "smile".

It is this kind of smile that sends chills down your spine!
(End of this chapter)