Chapter 361: The Bloodthirsty Demon of the Priesthood (Twenty-Nine)

But when he went up to the second floor of the church and really saw what was happening outside, his eyes narrowed in alarm.

The previously bustling bazaar had been enveloped in an atmosphere of fear, and the panicked crowd trembled around the church members. In the vacuum formed in the middle, the sunlight pulled a burly figure into the darkness.

The owner of the shadow knelt on the ground, but it was like a young man standing at the height of the ground. The short and sturdy hair is like dense stitches, standing straight and straight.

It was the first time that Savier had seen such an aggressive-looking human, and under his thick dark brown eyebrows, those amber eyeballs were deeply sunken, revealing a cold and murderous effect that ordinary people did not have.

As if noticing the gaze from the other side of the church, he slowly raised his head, his eyebrows furrowed, and that flash of gaze was like Satan breaking out of hell, so that the saints who watched the excitement were so frightened that they almost knelt down.

This time, Saville was able to see the man's face and his dark purple lips......

Beneath the slightly opened lip flap, sharp teeth that do not resemble humans are exposed. A few drops of dark red blood trickled down the tips of his teeth, smearing on his open chest.

The gray-brown skin is stained with blood, which makes people feel panicked for no reason.

And at this moment, a vampire who had been dead for a long time was pressed on his knee......

"Who is he?" Savier swallowed a dry mouth, his gaze swept over the saint, who was trembling with fear.

"Yes, it was the direct order of the Pope to let him help......" The saint grasped the railing with both hands, barely holding his body, "This person will not show his face easily, and if it were not for the traces of vampires in the bazaar this time, we would not have seen it." ”

Savier's heart seemed to be tightly gripped, and after his gaze swept over the man again, his voice was deliberately lowered, "What position does he belong to in the Holy See?" ”

"I don't know," the saint immediately shook his head, "I just know that it is someone close to the Pope, and because of his special status, no information has been released to the outside world at all." This time, it was also because of the urgency of the situation that we knew about the existence of this person. ”

As soon as the words fell, the saint had just returned his gaze to the field, and a terrible scream burst out of his throat. He took a step back in horror, this time slumping to the ground in fright.

The man actually took off the vampire's limbs in public.

In a series of terrible screams, he expressionlessly stuffed the folded vampire into the sack prepared in advance.

"The Devil...... He's the real devil......"

"It's horrible......"

The people around him stared at him like monsters, and his calm and calm appearance seemed to be more terrifying than that of a vampire.

The pent-up panic quietly spread through the crowd, and the whispered muttering of doubts made the atmosphere even more bizarre.

Savier's eyebrows furrowed, and an imperceptible smile spread under his eyes.

It's that he thinks too much. This man is indeed very capable, but in order to climb high in the church, there must be a popular foundation.

This man's style and appearance are contrary to the Holy Light.

"Now it seems that with him out there chasing vampires, my mission is to stabilize the people's hearts, right?"

The saint had not recovered from the panic for a long time, his lips trembled, tears filled his eyes, and he had lost the ability to speak.