At the same time that Xu Xianxian, who had been sleeping for fifty-nine years, woke up, countless ancient vampires broke out of their hiding places as if they had been summoned by some kind of mystery, countless ancient castles exploded, and some mountains also collapsed.

The sky became overcast.

A breath of death swept across the earth, and all living beings were silent and did not dare to speak.

The entire human race on Earth has fallen into an unprecedented panic, and the fear that comes from the heart is spreading in the air like a virus.

Church bells rang one after another.

The clergy raised their heads to the sky and let out a mournful roar.

Cardinals of the Holy See and some clergy came out of the church......

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In just a few tens of minutes, dozens of prince-level vampires have gathered around Xu Xianxian, and there are countless dukes and earls.

The arrival of the vampire king means that darkness will rule the earth.

The awakening of the vampire king was like a huge battle flag erected on the earth, and thousands of clergy of the Holy See gathered like moths to a fire towards the place where Xu Xianxian appeared.

To the astonishment of the cardinals, Xu Xianxian's slender and graceful figure stood motionless on the cloud-shrouded wasteland, ignoring the clergy of the Holy See in the face of the overwhelming army.

What is she doing?

Does she think she can challenge the whole world?

After thousands of years, darkness and light have once again faced each other on the land of Europe, but this time, darkness seems to ignore the existence of light.

Xu Xianxian stood on a huge rock, like an eternal god, looking down at the enemies who were constantly rushing from all directions, and on her fair face, a proud smile curled into the corner of her mouth.

After being promoted to the king of vampires, Xu Xianxian already has a natural proud self-confidence.

The vampires weren't as calm as Xu Xianxian.

In the history of mankind, darkness has come to the earth more than once, but from the beginning to the end, light has always had the absolute upper hand, and it has never allowed darkness to rule the earth.

Seeing thousands of clergy rushing towards them from all directions, the vampires were still nervous, although they felt the invincible power of the vampire king.

The relationship between the Holy See and the vampire is like that between a viper and a meerkat and a predator.

In thousands of years of fighting, no one knows the power of the Holy See better than vampires.

The blood-sucking princes here, the youngest are hundreds of years old, the oldest is thousands of years old, they have experienced countless bloody battles with the Holy See, and they were able to survive, which is enough to show that they are all battle-hardened warriors, but in the face of a large number of clergy of the Holy See, there is still a sense of fear.

No one understands why this newly promoted vampire king wants to awaken vampires all over the world, it's a complete gamble.

No vampire dares to ask his own questions.

In the eyes of any vampire, Xu Xianxian is a god-like existence.

In fact, Xu Xianxian is indeed a god's existence, because it took her fifty-nine years to completely fuse Cain's left hand with her own body, and now, even if Cain himself came here, she could not take away her left hand that she had refined.

Two hours.

In just two hours, vampires from all over Europe gathered under Xu Xianxian's command. Similarly, in just two hours, the clergy of all the churches in Europe also chased Xu Xianxian around, and thousands of believers surrounded Xu Xianxian.

The number of men and horses on both sides continued to increase, and some vampires and clergy from afar traveled to Europe in various means of transportation.

It's going to be an epic battle.

This battle will go down in the annals of human religion.

This battle will allow light or darkness to rule the land for a long time.

Unable to escape!

The cardinals and clergy of the Holy See were full of enthusiasm and high spirits.

At this moment, the Holy See has an absolute advantage, both in terms of numbers and strength.

All the twelve paladins of the Holy See have arrived, and if you add the cardinal, there is also a powerful pope, which is enough to contain the newly promoted vampire king.

The Pope's fat body is like a mountain of meat, which makes the surrounding believers have an inexplicable confidence.

In fact, people do not know that the Pope is uneasy.

Vaguely, the Pope felt a little uneasy.

The Pope believes that the newly promoted vampire king must have something to rely on, otherwise, he would never be so stupid as to sit back and wait for his identity to be revealed. With the strength of the vampire king, there is no need to resort to this kind of battle formation-style firefight, which is also not in line with the usual style of vampires.

On the earth of the earth, there has been no vampire king for thousands of years.

Although the vampire prince is also called the king, the disparity in power between him and the vampire king is simply difficult to estimate, at least, in terms of appeal, the vampire prince cannot be compared with the vampire king at all.

The Prince of Vampires can only summon members of his own clan, while the King of Vampires is a vampire who can summon the entire Earth. No vampire can resist the call of the vampire king, not even the vampire prince.

The King of Vampires!

Seeing the steady stream of vampires coming from all directions, the Pope couldn't help but secretly marvel that the appeal of this newly promoted vampire king was far beyond his imagination.

However, in the midst of apprehension, the Pope also felt a sense of relief in his heart.

In today's battle, the loss of the Holy See may be huge, but at least the newly promoted vampire king can be killed, and then, for hundreds of thousands of years, the Holy See will not have any external threat.

The war intent burned in the air.

One by one, the Twelve Paladins and Cardinals are gearing up, hoping to go down in history with today's battle.

The atmosphere is getting more and more solemn.

At swords' points.

What is strange is that Xu Xianxian standing on the boulder does not look like a battle at all, she stands on the boulder, a smile full of charm appears at the corner of her mouth, a pair of deep eyes, looking at the sky, like a lifeless sculpture.

Around Xu Xianxian, there were hundreds of vampires, and dozens of vampire princes who exuded a powerful aura were particularly eye-catching.

The air seemed to burn, but no one dared to attack first.

Whether it is the clergy of the Holy See or the vampires, they know very well that it will be a battle of endless bloodshed, reckless, and will only allow themselves to see the sun of tomorrow.

Whoever makes the first move will be the target of everyone's attack.

Unless, the one who makes the first move is the master of the masters.

Pope.

The Pope decided to get his hands dirty.

The Pope had long sensed that something was wrong, and he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake and that he should not wait, because, the mysterious vampire king was obviously waiting, and that was enough to show that waiting was good for the vampire.

Do it!

The robe on the Pope's body was windless, and the scepter in his hand smacked lightly, and his right foot took a step forward.

This step swallows mountains and rivers.

At this step, the earth shakes.

This step is surging.

This step made all the clergy of the Holy See who listened to the will of the Pope boiling......

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The mighty and mighty qi cleared the dark clouds in the sky, and the dazzling sunlight appeared in the sky, revealing the blue color of the originally gloomy sky.

The fighting spirit has reached a critical point.

However, the vampire king still looked at the sky, and his long skirt was blowing in the wind, and he didn't have the slightest movement to fight.

The vampires were anxious, but no one dared to disturb the arrogant vampire king.

For vampires, the king of vampires can make them disappear and never be reborn.

The wind and clouds change color.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

The Twelve Paladins have already picked up some ancient magic weapons, and some cardinals have no scruples about taking out treasures that are specially designed to deal with vampires.

The vampires revealed their original forms one after another, their faces hideous, their sharp fangs glittering with a palpitating light.

The scepter in the Pope's hand was slowly raised, and when the scepter was raised above his head, a never-ending battle would begin, and the area would be devastated and every plant and tree would be razed to the ground.

"Stop!"

Just as the Pope's scepter was about to be raised above his head, suddenly, an ethereal voice came from the air, which was like a morning bell in the evening, which made the originally enthusiastic warriors calm down in an instant.

"Poof!"

The Pope's body seemed to have been hit by an invisible giant hammer, and then he took a step back, his fat body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, forming a blood-red mist that filled the air.

Seeing that the Pope, who was still invincible just now, was shocked by the sound and vomited blood, whether it was the vampire or the clergy of the Holy See, they all looked shocked.

It's incredible.

In the Holy See, no generation of popes is a vegetarian, even if he is a waste, it is by no means a waste that ordinary people can deal with, because the pope has some artifacts on his body.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Whether it was a vampire or a clergyman, they were holding their breath and listening carefully to the source of the ethereal voice.

Horizon!

The voice appeared in the distant sky.

Before everyone's eyes could be fixed, a piercing light in the sky split the void, and then, in the void, a group of people appeared.

No, not a group of people, but a group of gods.

That's right, gods.

People felt the breath of the gods.

The people of the Holy See are the most sensitive to the aura of the gods, and when that group of people appeared, they seemed to feel the call of God, if it weren't for the fact that the Pope was reprimanded and vomited blood by the other party just now, they would have already knelt on the ground to worship.

The leader is a young man in his early twenties, and the young man has a dignified face, but his eyes and the corners of his mouth always give people a sense of obscenity.

Behind the young man, followed by a group of men and women, all of whom were not much different in age from the young man.

The person who came was the king.

Wang Du's eyes were like lightning, he glanced at the Pope, and then fell on Xu Xianxian's body.

"Slim." Wang Fool slowly walked towards Xu Xianxian in the void.

"Stupid man."

"I'm sorry ......"

"I knew you'd come and pick me up." Xu Xianxian's originally sacred and awe-inspiring expression smiled, and it was extremely sweet.

"Yes, I'm here." Seeing that Xu Xianxian didn't blame him, Wang Du was suddenly overjoyed.

"However, you still made me wait for sixty years in vain." Xu Xianxian changed her words, and her originally sweet expression turned into a look of resentment and grievance.

"Ah...... Ahem......"

"Well, if you help me get rid of this garbage, we'll be even." Xu Xianxian's gaze fell on the Pope, and he stared, revealing two sharp teeth at the corners of his mouth, revealing a fierce look.