I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

"If you want to know, why not see it for yourself?"

"Only by seeing it with your own eyes and experiencing it firsthand can you realize what the deal between the Vatican and you really means, and whether it was worth it."

"Don't worry, I won't harm any of you. After all, you are all prominent figures in the world, aren't you?"

Ye Feng laid out the group's concerns directly to the public.

The allure of immortality might make them hesitate for a moment, but when death approaches or their bodies are about to burn out, they become the most ruthless gamblers in the world, willing to risk everything for a chance to live.

This is an open strategy; they are not afraid that these people will not make deals with the Vatican.

"You are free to test every bit of power the Holy See provides," Ye Feng added again, his expression calm and without the slightest worry.

"We will consider it."

As the words fell, the meeting ended, and the signals all dropped. The screens went dark one by one, until only the empty conference room remained.

"These old geezers are still so afraid of death." The Pope witnessed the whole thing and was somewhat disdainful of their hesitation.

"Not everyone has such unwavering faith as you, and is willing to give everything for their beliefs." Ye Feng smiled, showing no sign of dejection.

"They will come; it's just a matter of time." Although the Pope scoffed at them, he knew that this group controlled nearly half of the world's resources and wealth.

They are definitely the most afraid of death, because they are reluctant to give up their hard-won wealth and status. Therefore, the Pope is not worried.

After the meeting, everything proceeded as planned. Ye Feng continued training the only four Saint Seiya trainees at the Papal Palace of the Holy See.

In his spare time, he would meditate in order to improve his cultivation of his inner universe. With proper time management, Ye Feng also condensed a considerable amount of life essence power.

However, those cautious old guys remained completely silent, as if the video conference from over a month ago had never happened.

"Eeya..."

The door to the meditation room was slowly pushed open. Clarice stood quietly in the doorway, her expression respectful.

"What is it?" Ye Feng sat cross-legged, his entire body suspended in mid-air, the seven-colored elemental power flowing around him making him appear exceptionally holy. He didn't open his eyes, but simply asked calmly. Under normal circumstances, no one would interrupt his meditation.

"Your Majesty, His Holiness the Pope requests your presence."

"I heard something happened, involving demons from hell."

Clarice reported respectfully.

"Huh?" Upon hearing the word "demon," Ye Feng opened his eyes in surprise.

"interesting."

He lowered his legs, which had been crossed, and they touched the ground lightly. He hadn't expected to hear about the demon so soon.

Ye Feng went straight to the Pope's room. Sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, casting dappled shadows on the ancient carpet.

"You've come." The Pope's previously anxious expression completely calmed down the moment he saw Ye Feng.

"I've heard news of demons?" Ye Feng looked at the Pope, waiting for his response.

"I'm not sure if it's a demon, but it looks very much like one."

The Pope handed Ye Feng a document.

"This is a detailed report of the scene. One of the victims was a relative of a priest, who was the one who discovered the anomaly and reported it to the Vatican."

Ye Feng took the documents, which clearly recorded the entire process and included photos of the scene.

"I'll go take a look." Ye Feng agreed to the task without hesitation.

"Good!" The Pope breathed a sigh of relief, then added solemnly, "Also, Hell is real. Be careful if you encounter demons."

Clearly, in the Pope's view, bizarre events involving demons are more difficult to deal with than simple massacres.

"I understand, don't worry," Ye Feng gently reassured the highly respected old man.

After leaving the Pope's room, Ye Feng went straight to the training ground.

"Savis, get ready, we're going on a mission together."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The tall figure looked somewhat tense; clearly, Savis was a little nervous.

The Vatican's official car service was still in place. However, this mission wasn't very far, taking place in a neighboring country, so there were no complicated procedures required. With the Vatican's arrangements, they had a smooth journey and arrived at the scene within three hours.

"Hmm?" Ye Feng sensed something amiss as soon as he stepped into the city. A faint smell of sulfur permeated the air, and a dense demonic power filled the entire city, sending chills down one's spine.

Clearly, someone is deliberately performing a sacrifice in an attempt to summon demons from hell.

"Interesting, there are even believers in hell?" Ye Feng muttered to himself.

Although Earth is shrouded in Vishanti's great array, isolating the real dimension from direct communication with other dimensions, it is not without its flaws.

Mephisto, one of the lords of the Hell realm, frequently sends projections to cause trouble inside Earth. However, it's clearly unlikely that he can project even greater power.

The Ancient One was alerted, and even in Hell, Mephisto would be harassed.

If you step out of the Hell dimension, you'll get a beating from the Ancient One.

That was the glorious record that Gu Yi had achieved over hundreds of years.

So unless something major happens, even dimensional lords won't easily invade Earth, even though Earth is the node between reality and dimensions.

Ye Feng also wanted to know which demon dared to cause trouble right under the nose of the Ancient One.

Could it be the Seven Great Monarchs?

Without lingering, Ye Feng and Savis quickly arrived at one of the crime scenes, the location where the god's relative was murdered.

"Who are you?" The police officers who were blocking the area asked hesitantly when they saw Ye Feng and Savis's attire.

"We are the Vatican officials in charge of handling this case."

"Could you please do me a favor?"

Ye Feng nodded in acknowledgment.

Upon hearing that they were from the Vatican, the police did not stop them and allowed the two to enter the scene. The crime scene was surrounded by yellow police tape, and a faint smell of blood and an indescribable stench of decay lingered in the air.

"Are you His Excellency the Commander?" A priest cautiously approached Ye Feng, his expression respectful yet unease.

He had recently received a reply from the Vatican, stating that the commander of the Star Saints Legion would personally handle the matter. That was the highest-ranking officer in the Vatican's armed forces, which made the priest somewhat flattered.

"it's me."

"Are you a relative of the victim? Please tell us about the basic situation."

Ye Feng's gaze swept across the scene.

"Understood, Your Excellency." The priest immediately recounted all the information he knew.

"The victim was my brother's wife's uncle, and also a theology enthusiast. He enjoyed studying theology and was knowledgeable about various pantheons, especially Hell..."

The priest paused, his voice trembling slightly: "But according to the family, his condition became noticeably off a week ago; he seemed like a different person, constantly muttering about rituals and sacrifices. At the time, they didn't pay much attention, assuming he had discovered some lost theological texts."

"But I never expected him to die two days ago." The priest's voice lowered.

"His death was gruesome; his internal organs were ripped out, and he was manipulated according to some unknown formation, with his body placed in the center of the formation. This is an unknown sacrificial ritual. I couldn't handle it, so I reported it to the Holy See..."

Ye Feng listened quietly, his gaze sweeping across the scene. Dark red bloodstains remained on the ground, outlining a strange symbol, and the demonic aura in the air grew increasingly intense.