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Chapter 110, no one remains

Hill of Crosses.

Its history can be traced back to the polytheistic period before the establishment of Christianity, and it has formed its own unique style through long-term integration with the shape of the Christian cross. There are 55,000 crosses on the hillside, each of which often bears a story behind it, and many wars and revolutions in Lithuania's history have been preserved on these crosses to varying degrees.

Over the centuries, Catholics who came to make pilgrimages have placed many crosses here, as well as huge crucifixes, sculptures of Lithuanian patriots, statues of Our Lady, and thousands of small statues and rosettes. Like so many holy cities on the land, this is the holy place of Lithuania.

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This is also the point that angers the priest the most.

What was once a sacred sacrifice has now become a place where demons and monsters gather! How could the clergy tolerate such a thing, the flames of anger scorching the hands of sinners and eventually burning the hearts of blasphemers.

"Kill them, kill them!"

Anderson's back revealed a thick murderous aura, which could not be concealed even in the deep night, and the murmur in his mouth like a spell portrayed the appearance of the killing god even more terrifying.

The previous attack had already drawn the wrath of the executor, and if his disciple's speculation was really accurate, he would definitely not mind sending all those monsters who tried to provoke God's rituals with demonic ways to the end of hell!

"Teacher, you'd better calm down..."

Kars's voice was somewhat weak. Although it was true that these words came from his mouth, he knew better than anyone that in such a situation, the Sage had no possibility of stopping.

Of course, having said that in front of the priest, Kars had foreseen the situation from the beginning, that the berserkers of the Church would not give up the opportunity to exorcise the devil, and that this kind of action was exactly what they needed.

- In the face of a well-trained monster army, which is likely to be equipped with sufficient heavy weapons, instead of waiting for the enemy to be spotted and always on the alert for a dangerous sneak attack, it is better to take advantage of this short blind spot to break through the opponent's defense line with lightning speed.

Admittedly, this trip to the Hill of Crosses is likely to yield nothing, but even if you only catch an empty shell, you will be able to grasp some information about the enemy... Number of people, location, area of activity, firepower configuration. Ignorant of anything, they need more and more intelligence to be able to win the next battle.

On top of that, this action is also intended to validate another of Kars's concerns.

Although it is true that this kind of monster that forms a group, knows the existence of the church, and is equipped with firepower at all stages, if only that, Anderson still has the supreme possibility of solving the incident with his assistants and assistance, and even the possibility of this happening is very high.

So, what is the so-called crisis enough to kill the priest, apart from those terrible weapons and equipment?

Kars has two equally bad guesses about this...

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Probably due to the topography around the Baltic Sea, the altitude of the Cross Hill is also not too high, and even if you are serious about it, it cannot be counted as a mountain at all, at most it is just a hill.

However, under the cover of night, from a distance, the densely packed crosses looked like a huge tomb, deliberately pinched into their current appearance by invisible giant hands.

That's right, this spectacle of human beings accumulated bit by bit is indeed a sacred place to reverence from the perspective of those who came after it, and it is easy to think of information about the gods.

But when you look at it that way, there doesn't seem to be much hiding in the neighborhood - unless the vampires are willing to chisel through the hard crosses and sink their coffins into the cold cracks of the stone.

Even so, however, Karls and Anderson were not disappointed in the slightest... As the spearhead of the church and a ruthless executor, their keen sense of smell has allowed them to find many clues of monsters in their surroundings. The peculiar smell of vampires has even drifted to the foot of the mountain with the night wind.

And this also confirmed Kars's previous suspicion that these monsters did set up an important transit or command organization here. And in the recent past, I have been haunting the area a lot!

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And so, the search, which covered the entire mountain, began.

Following those subtle traces, it didn't take long for the priests to find what they were looking for—a stone demihuman cross standing in the northeast corner of the entire cross complex.

It stands alone on top of a huge bluestone slab, weathered by wind and rain, and the surface has been mottled for decades, but if you look closely, you can easily see that its wear area is different from that of its other companions, and most of it is concentrated in the lower half of the entire sculpture... The stone slab that serves as a support point is not actually a matching antiquity, but has only been moved here in the recent past.

"There was no wedge."

After a brief consideration, Kars said, and as things stand, it's likely that there's a larger underground space hidden underneath.

He tried to push the slate, and sure enough, the stone shifted slightly from the ground.

With a total weight of more than a ton, this large creature is completely an obstacle for vampires, and it is only fitting that this place should be chosen as the "entrance to hell".

"Open it!"

Anderson had already grasped the twin blades in his hand and stood coldly in front of the statue, and Kars nodded, exerted his arms, and began to push the thing to the side.

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Glala...

There was a loud sound of grinding between the stones, but almost as Kars pushed the slabs, the two equally black muzzles of the two guns in the dark crypt were already pointed at the illegal intruders.

A thin wire passes through the trigger and is directly connected to the slate, and as soon as the slab is pulled, naturally, the powerful machine gun will start its own work, shooting through the unsuspecting enemy...

Unfortunately, today they have no chance to perform.

The intricately designed mechanism didn't escape Anderson's piercing gaze, and two cursed swords that shimmered with silver light were thrown at the same time, shooting through the tiny gap between the stone slab and the ground, and then piercing the chambers of the two machine guns with no more precision!

The murder weapon that harvested the names of the enemy at will on the battlefield suddenly lost its threat and turned into a mass of scrap metal, and the priest standing outside the door could no longer suppress the urge to destroy in his heart!

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"None of them will be left!"