From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 206 Do Not Move, or Your Clan Will Be Annihilated

“Cardinal Lasinger, the way you spoke so forcefully to Prime Minister Lomeni makes us seem so confident!” Nicky Dior said with a strange expression.

Lasinger said with a smile, "We were already very confident, after all, this city will be preserved no matter what!"

"Yes, whether it lives or dies, this city will be preserved!"

Nicky nodded. Of course he knew that. In fact, it was he who proposed the plan to clean up the city. As members of the Vatican, they had countless reasons to stay in the city where they had their foothold.

In reality, their words had two meanings: it would be better if they could lead their followers to protect the city.

If they cannot protect them, the deaths of two cardinals, and two devout cardinals at that, will certainly have a greater effect!
Both the New Testament and the Old Testament clearly state the importance of believers, and there are certainly stories of Catholic angels protecting their own.

The death of two cardinals in exchange for the descent of an angel or the arrival of a saint would be acceptable.

They are fanatics; they can accept their own death, but they cannot accept the desecration of the Holy Land, and they relish it!
However, while the two cardinals were aware of this, they would not allow others to follow them into doing such a dangerous thing. Therefore, Nikki had most of the clergy join the team persuading people to evacuate.

Lasinger returned to the church and sent Andrea to the suburbs to meet Lyon.

"Knight Lyon will be your leader for a long time to come, Andrea. Go and greet him, and also greet the rest of your exorcists!"

Lasinger said to Andrea, "His Majesty Mario has found more exorcist families based on the parchment!"

“Cardinal, if I leave, you will have no one to protect you…” Andrea said hesitantly.

“I don’t need your protection, priest!” Lasinger waved his hand, the power of holy light flowing through him. “His Majesty is praying for us in the Vatican, while here is Milan Cathedral, the Cathedral of the Nativity!”

“We will protect everything here. This is the promised land of the Lord, the holy land where we live, a place that must not be defiled by the creatures of darkness!”

"Don't worry about us, you go ahead!"

Having understood the two cardinals' resolve, Andrea knew that nothing he said would make a difference, so he nodded. "Take care. I'll go pick up Lord Lyon and return as soon as possible!"

Andrea walked away, turning back every few steps, leaving behind two elderly people, nearly 130 years old combined, in this church that seemed to be forever untouched by time. They each found a spot and sat down.

"We two old men are not afraid of death. If we die for our beliefs, then we will truly die a worthy death!"

"Yes, we thought our lives would be uneventful, but now, this is the best reward we could ever have!"

Lasinger said with emotion, kneeling down and slowly praying, "Lord, may Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven..."

……

Time passed quickly, and evening arrived. As the last two priests and deacons of the Papacy departed, this second-largest city in Italy, a city that should have been endlessly bustling, fell into a deathly silence.

Apart from the Milan Cathedral, no other buildings were lit up; only the marble cathedral remained, its eternal light shining brightly.

This radiance also attracted the attention of a group of uninvited guests who had just arrived.

"Hey, there really isn't anyone left in this city, only the light of that church remains..." someone said sinisterly in the darkness. "Looks like these Vatican guys still don't believe in superstitions!"

“They’ve been the masters of this land for most of the time, so why would they believe in this nonsense?” someone else said.

“How about we change the battlefield? The Tzimisi family won’t go crazy in a place like this with us, will they?” someone said worriedly. “This is Milan Cathedral, after all. Although this area hasn’t had any trace of holy light for a long time, what if the Vatican still has some old relics left behind…” This statement left many vampires speechless.

They are the nobles among vampires, the Toridor family. They are not like the arrogant Tzmish, but they have a more complete understanding of the past, so they know more information.

The kind of thing that someone just mentioned has happened before. Vampires are long-lived beings, and the long memories that come with longevity have given them a lot of knowledge.

Of course, there were many times when they thought the Papacy was too weak to rise again, so they chose to offend it—and obviously, they were beaten and ran away with their heads in their hands by an old man who came from nowhere!
There are many such old men. Some are from the Shadow Guard, some from the Knights Templar, and some from certain exorcist families... In short, they are remnants of the era, but they are indeed strong enough!

The Catholic Church was once incredibly powerful. The three major knightly orders, along with the Crusades, dominated an entire era. Their extraordinary forces also left a huge shadow on the dark creatures of that time.

Even during that chaotic period, when they had already carried out a series of reprisals, Urban V, that extraordinary genius, managed to prolong the life of the Catholic Church despite so much negative publicity, but at the cost of making them bear even greater consequences.

Then came the post-Renaissance era, which brought immense suffering to all creatures of darkness.

In this era, the Papacy visibly weakened, both in terms of its power in the real world and its power in the mystical realm. Yet, it was this weakened Papacy that, in the following period, completed the gradual purge and suppression of them.

Those forces they thought had vanished have reappeared one by one: the Inquisition, the Holy See, the Knights Templar, and even exorcist families or assassin families...

"Yes!" someone remarked with a sigh. "If another exorcist family were to come here now with their sacred artifact and start a fight with us, the other clans would have a real treat to watch!"

At this point, some people seemed to sympathize, and then the idea king looked up and said, "Hey, why don't we show weakness first and let the Tzymish family and the remaining forces of the Holy See clash?"

"These gentleman lunatics must be quite interested in destroying a holy site of the Papacy, right?"

These words seemed to resonate with many people. They exchanged glances, nodded slowly, and then disappeared from the spot without prior arrangement.

"Let them laugh at us! Ha, do they think they can just laugh at the Toridor family like that? We're all ancient families, what's the point of talking about trust and responsibility here! After this holy war is over, we'll settle accounts one by one!"

The bat's wings flashed through the air, transforming into endless darkness, which also revealed a group of monsters with unstable auras appearing in front of the church from the even deeper darkness.

"Huh? The cowards of Toridor have run away again?" An even colder and more eerie voice spread through the air, and a dozen blood-red "people" landed in front of the square. Compared to the previous group, these monsters seemed more unstable, more frenzied, and of course, more dangerous!
"Why does this city no longer smell of blood? Did those cowards from Toridor eat it all up?" someone said impatiently.

"Obviously not, you idiot! The people here received advance warning and evacuated all the humans... wait, there are still two left!"

As they spoke, everyone's eyes turned to the building to the side. Their arrival was so loud that it alerted the two elderly people who were originally in the church, so they slowly came out.

They wore red cardinal robes, rings bearing the papal coat of arms, crosses tied to their chests with gold and red cords, and small red caps!

This image may appear kind and friendly, but in essence, it represents the highest power of the entire Catholic Church, apart from the Pope!
The red clothes represent loyalty to the faith, the cross represents their faith in the Lord, and the small round hat, with its eight pieces of silk sewn together, represents the "Eight Blessings".

The two men stood at the church entrance, looking at the group of "people" before them. Even though these people had wings, even though they were covered in endless blood, even though their ferocity almost overflowed from their eyes, it did not shake the two old men in the slightest.

They stared at the vampires before them, their eyes filled with rage. "Heretics! You are trespassing on the Lord's land! You are blaspheming the territory of Catholicism! Get out of this land now and go back to your hell!"

Upon hearing this, the vampires of the Tzimisi clan exchanged glances and burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! The Holy See is still so inexplicably confident. This is no longer your era, bishops! This is the era of the vampires!"

Lasinger stepped forward, facing the group of vampires with an indifferent expression. "I advise you not to make a move, or your entire race will be wiped out!"

(End of this chapter)