Sesimon's gaze was a little glazed, and he looked at the vampire prince in front of him, and his whole person began to fall into a panic.

As soon as Matthew came to report the incident, he had an ominous premonition.

Matthew's news was seen as a provocation by the Church, and the Church dispatched ten high-ranking vampire hunters to protect Bishop Sesimon.

Forty years ago, he single-handedly took and killed two cardinals, which made him famous in the church and confirmed his strength to become prince.

But I didn't expect that after all these years, he was much stronger.

Almost all the hunters outside were in a coma, and it was still unclear what the Church was capable of.

Soon, it became clear to Sesimon.

He felt as if his consciousness was being turned over in his head, and Fan Zhuo glanced through the information in his head.

However, there is not the slightest trace of Cain.

The church has a distinct system, with seven cardinals in charge of seven districts in addition to Archbishop Randy.

And the one he chooses, Sesimón Ripoca, is the cardinal who oversees the Seventh District, and Matthew and Cologne can be considered his subordinates.

He held an open bottle of holy water in his hand, and beside him was a silver pistol already loaded with Mithril bullets.

He even hid a birch peg in his sleeve, but unfortunately he knew it too late.

Fanzhuo's abilities are not physical attacks at all, but mental.

The army was wiped out, and the vampire hunters didn't even last a little longer before they collapsed, and Sesimon had no use for it.

His brain was completely destroyed, as if it had been turned inside by a burglar.

Fan Zhuo watched the pupils dilated in his fifties as the pupils of the fifty-year-old man in front of him gradually lost his soul, and he didn't have the slightest desire to speak.

Leaving behind a mess and a crazy old man, Fanzhuo swaggered away.

The ten vampire hunters also have unusually uniform memories of their disjointed coma, all under the pretext of wanting to sleep and being hypnotized.

"It's all rubbish!"

Listening to the doctor's words, Devitt scolded loudly.

DeWitt is the cardinal of the Fifth District, and he has always been the best friend of Sesimon, and five of the hunters this time are all sent out by him, and all of them are good at catching vampires.

This is yet another failed arrest!

Although the church has blocked the news, there are still some nobles and adults in high society who have received the news, and even the security patrols in the past few days have been much stricter than before.

Archbishop Randy had apparently heard about the visit as well, and he grabbed Spencer, the first district bishop in front of him, with a worried expression.

"Is there another war?"

Spencer clasped his hand and gently comforted him: "Don't worry, no, the prince of the blood clan himself will not deal with it, and he will not come to provoke a war with us." ”

Randy gasped for breath twice, "Then why did Fanzhuo come to visit suddenly?" ”

"I don't know, but rest assured, Archbishop, the immortality trial has progressed. This time, two people have successfully survived the experiment, and they will soon be able to move on to the next step. ”

"Well, thanks to you, Spencer."

"You're welcome, my esteemed archbishop, and I look forward to you leading us into the glorious next century!"

When he said this, Randy was very surging, and he couldn't help the pride in his heart.

He gestured a cross on his chest and spoke excitedly.

"Well, to the next century!"