From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 204 The Thirteen Clans and the Millennial Holy War (Bonus Chapter for a 10,000 Yuan Reward)

“They did it on purpose! They killed my whole family and even left my mother’s head at the door!” Albert Coppola was furious. He seemed somewhat bewildered, even calm. “This shows that they didn’t find anything more important here, or that they had a grudge against my family and needed to vent their anger like this!”

They stood inside the blood-soaked manor, the surrounding corpses already taken away by the arriving mafia members.

Lyon checked and found that these people had not been turned into blood servants, but had simply been drained of their life force.

Now, they are speculating about why these vampires came here.

Even if they killed people, they must have had a purpose. Even vampires wouldn't kill people randomly. The fact that they killed everyone in the manor and even had time to humiliate Albert shows that they truly hated him!

“Is it possible that I’m involved?” Gabriel said. “I was hired by the Coppola family to assassinate Mr. Leon, and it was through my contact that Mr. Leon was able to eliminate a vampire later.”

"If that vampire really died like that, they might hold a grudge against the Coppola family!"

Albert picked up his phone and shook his head. "No, you weren't hired by our family, but by vampires. I just received news that the official member who hired you has also turned into a dried-up corpse!"

"So, you were just a test for Mr. Lyon, while our family was targeted long ago, nothing more!"

The crisis of losing his entire family transformed Albert from a mere family member doing errands into the sole surviving direct descendant of the "Coppola family." He matured rapidly because reality gave him no chance to hesitate.

The main strength of the entire family has been depleted in this crisis. Now he is not thinking about how to take revenge, but how to protect the lives of the remaining people.

Therefore, the first thing he did was to distance himself from the crisis and associate it with the two extraordinary individuals from the Vatican, and then try to curry favor with them, asking, "So... should we still look at that special mark?"

“Look!” Lyon said, “These people must have other motives. We’ll only know what they’re thinking once we see them!”

The three walked forward, followed by members of the Coppola family who arrived one after another. The disappearance of Sicily's largest mafia overnight cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.

These drained bodies caused many people who originally had ambitions to "reach the pinnacle" to gradually develop the idea of ​​"leaving".

Even if a family has great power and influence, you still need to be alive to enjoy it. If you're targeted by a supernatural monster, you're doomed to never have the chance to enjoy it.

The disunity of people's hearts and the intertwining of human nature have shrouded this area in gloom, and Leon, who opened the cellar of the house and saw the demonic patterns on it, felt depressed!
The markings are still there, but they have been enlarged, expanding into bizarre patterns that cover almost the entire space!

“This is an inverted pentagram…” he exclaimed in surprise. “Blood thorn patterns, demonic prayers… this is a bloody sacrificial area from a vampire!”

Gabriel nodded. "This is it. If I remember correctly, I saw similar patterns on the wall here. I didn't expect they had even prepared for the sacrifice?"

“I’m afraid it’s not that we’re ready, but that it’s already over!” Leon continued walking forward, the light spear in his hand becoming the only light illuminating the area. What appeared before him were more corpses and a dozen or so blood-red pedestals.

The words, written entirely in blood, appeared on the basement wall:

“My people are the polyps of your womb that were torn off by Jehovah!”

It's a scab of shame stuck to the bottom of the divine robe!
The flesh is rotting and multiplying!
It caused the blood to flow back!

May our bones blossom into the most alluring bone corals of hell!

The incredibly blasphemous words were revealed before their eyes, causing their pupils to shrink and them to gasp in shock!
These are indeed blasphemous words, even calling God by His own name. This is a group of utterly treacherous demons!

They performed a special secret ritual here, using corpses, blood, and blasphemous words to humiliate every believer who came here!

As the light continued, they saw the sacrificial corpses. Compared to the crowds that had just been drained of their life force, the people here were clearly in a much worse state!
Their bodies were contorted, their faces were torn, and their skin even showed an abnormal red color, as if it had been boiled in blood.

"Thump!" Albert knelt down again, his face drained of color and tear stains, his voice low and hoarse, "Father, Grandfather, Brother..."

Now Lyon and Gabriel know where the bodies found in the basement came from.

These are the core members of the Coppola family, sacrificed to the "Mother of the Night" Lilith!

It seems there is a deep-seated grudge between them, and this grudge must originate from the past, if not this era…

"Oh, right, I should have realized it. Isn't the Bloodthorn the legendary object that Lilith used to rebuild her body after being expelled from Eden?" Leon suddenly realized.

Gabriel continued to stare at the tattered writing, observing the patterns on it, and slowly said, "Zismi... Mr. Lyon, is this the name of the vampire you killed?"

"Yes, you found concrete written evidence?" Leon walked over and examined the text with the other person. They dared not and could not speak, because the vampires chanted these words as a form of ritual; if they did, it would be blasphemy!
This is something that the Lord absolutely forbids.

My children!

God commanded Adam to water the soil.

I'll deliberately let my blood clot in the galaxy!
Now, tear open this mass of blood clots.

Let the nascent, impure light scorch the stables of heaven!

These words caused a noticeable change in Leon's expression. "My hair... this is a training ground for vampires? This is a place where a group of vampires are born or revived!"

“Gabriel, look at those fragments, don’t they have curved surfaces?”

Upon hearing this, the Assassin Master raised his hand, looked at the "eggshell" above, and nodded slightly. "Yes, curved fragments. What appears on these platforms are not blood fragments, but the true outer shell of a blood cocoon!"

Through these things, they could even imagine that the blood of those who died in the manor was absorbed and became nourishment for these blood cocoons!

In other words, a dozen or so brand-new vampires were raised here?
"Where did they go?" Leon frowned again. "They all possess such great power, why did they leave in such a hurry?"

“I think I know why…” Behind them, Albert stood up and said, somewhat unsteadily, “They’re most likely going to Milan!”

"Milan?" Lyon was taken aback, then seemed to realize something. "The recent vampire rumors surrounding Milan?"

“Yes, that’s the rumor!” Albert said. “But our family knows more. It’s not just a rumor; there are real stories behind it!”

"What exactly happened?" Leon pressed. This gang was indeed connected to vampires, and Albert was still recounting the inside story about these vampires!

Then the two saw Albert suddenly float up, a chilling red light flashing in his eyes.

His deep voice reached their ears:

"Unbelievable... even after they left, we still managed to lure out two members of the Vatican!" A dark, chilling voice rang out, causing Lyon and Gabriel to hand over their knives!

"Hey, hey, I'm not a member of the Czmish family, these deaths have nothing to do with me!" the other party said, raising his hands repeatedly. "If you don't want to save the city of Milan, you're welcome to attack me!"

Lyon pressed down on Gabriel's hand, frowning as he asked, "Who are you? What do you mean by these words? You're not from the Tzimish family?"

“Of course not, you two clergymen. I am… from the Giovanni family. I merely noticed the unusual blood here and followed its path to investigate!” the other party said with a smile. “I didn’t expect to not only find traces of the Tzimisi family, but also witness your arrival!”

"Great! Now you can fight them!"

Lyon frowned even more as he looked at this guy who was even joking. "Whose side are you on?"

"We are nobody, after all, we are a neutral clan! Since you've asked, let me guide you through the past of this place!"

The controlled "Albert" raised his head and slowly chanted in a mysterious language, and the next second, the scene in this area gradually appeared before them:

An illusory shadow stretched out here, revealing two pale-faced men conversing:
"This family overheard our secret, and now their blood has become our sacrifice, which can be considered their compensation!"

"The war among the thirteen clans has resumed. Since the Toredor family refuses to release them, then we'll go and take them!"

"This is a war belonging to the vampire clans, and a continuation of the racial holy war a thousand years ago!"

"This time, before the Holy See can react, and while we use the power gained from the sacrifice, let's annihilate the Toridor family in one battle!"

"The Demon Feast Alliance will rule the entire vampire world, and humanity will become the perfect sacrifice for this domination!"

The image disappeared, but "Albert's" voice continued, "If you want to save that city called Milan, you'd better hurry! After all, neither the Torredor nor the Schmitz family will let ordinary people go!"

"If you arrive too late, you'll witness the clash of the Blood Servant armies!"

P.S.: My goodness, writing this was so intense, but thankfully the plot kept going. See you all in Milan tomorrow (laughs).

(End of this chapter)