Carlo squinted at the tiny country in front of him, it couldn't even be called a country, it could only be considered a city, and even in a city, it was not big.

Vatican City.

The last time Carlo saw it, it wasn't called that, it was called Constantine.

At that time, it was still full of Romans, and the smell of holy light was everywhere, and now there are very few Romans left in the city, most of the inhabitants are Italians, and although the church architecture is more beautiful, the smell of heaven is getting thinner and thinner.

Carlo saw the Basilica of Constantine in the distance, oh no, there was quite a commotion in St. Peter's Basilica now, a black shadow quickly popped out, and then the entire Vatican was alarmed.

The Vatican's soldiers were pitifully small, with only a guard of more than 100 men, all of whom were Swiss.

Although these soldiers, wearing bright feather helmets and red, yellow, and blue striped uniforms, raised their muskets, swords, and spears in their hands at the first time and bravely greeted them, they were still as fragile as pieces of paper in front of the crazy werewolf Van Helsing, and severed limbs and blood were wantonly swayed in the air.

Carlo felt sorry for them, he had destroyed the city once many years ago, and now he was going to destroy it a second time.

What really got in the way of Van Helsing was the Vatican's hidden mysterious power in the ground, the Knights of the Holy Order.

Every year, the Holy See brings back many children from all over the world, selects those who are highly talented, trains them hard, teaches martial arts, and divine fighting spirit, and when they grow into qualified knights, they are sent out to perform various mysterious missions beyond mortal power.

Well, much like the righteous people who maintain world peace, the knights of the Knights of the Holy Order have won the Holy See more than a billion followers in the world with their flesh and blood, and an extraordinarily large amount of faith power.

Carlo is now slowly figuring out the clues between demons and angels, one sowing death and despair, the other bringing new life and hope, both of which will never go extinct and divide the poor human race.

By the way, there are also those who stand behind the fairy tale princess in the world of Grimm, and those who stand behind the reincarnation... Those heretical gods, pitifully sidecarous, can only use some unshady means to steal a small part of the faith, just such a small action, once discovered by those misers in heaven, will be harshly reprimanded.

Carlo didn't know what the power of faith was for, but he knew that since it was something that everyone was fighting for, it must be a good thing, and there was a chance to hold it in his hand.

He's been doing this since the last world, and he's doing it now.

The strength of the Knights of the Holy Order seems to be a little weak, Carlo does not know that the splendid "fireworks" he put on his first day in London have almost hollowed out one-third of the strength of the Knights of the Holy Order, and after Queen Victoria's death, the team sent by the Knights of the Holy Order to suppress the evil includes the vast majority of its elite.

Now there are only two or three big and small cats left in the entire Knights, and the new knights have not yet been trained, and the Holy See is ready to respite for a while, but Bishop Kinette, who presided over the overall situation of the Knights, was torn into pieces of meat by Van Helsing, and the poor Vatican Pope Leo XIII, who is usually only responsible for handling the affairs of the Church and state affairs, is now forced to ask for help from the Swiss Confederation.

This would probably be the easiest time Carlo could have done to destroy the Holy See.

Carlo squinted as Van Helsing slaughtered through the crowd, heading in his own direction, while on the other side of the Vatican, an evil knight was also slaughtering.

In addition to a small number of working priests, nuns, and clergy, there are only a few thousand Italians left in the entire Vatican, who are the main labor force in the Vatican.

In times when miracles are not visible, the opposition between theocracy and kingship can only end up like this.

Carlo saw three monsters, sticking out their long tongues and greedily devouring the flesh and blood on the ground, they were the ones who benefited the most.

Their bodies had grown to the height of churches, they were like little giants, and the number of eyes and arms was several times greater, and those who fled ran past them screaming as if they couldn't see them at all, and some even went straight to their mouths.

This is the giant's own hidden talent, when they stand in the shadows, they completely merge with the darkness, as if invisible, and the naked eye of a normal person cannot distinguish it at all.

Myths and legends have a similar talent for the very large monsters, and their bodies are as large as mountains, but when they feel sleepy and hide in the shadows of the mountains and curl up, then no one can spot them.

When the three monsters swelled to the point of being high above the cross on the spire of St. Peter's Church, and the shadows could no longer cover their bodies, the three giants staggered out.

They began not to be satisfied with merely picking up corpses, but walked the streets with dignity, grabbing the living and stuffing them into their greedy mouths.

The panic in the Vatican spreads further, and the knights of the Knights of the Holy Order have to divide some of their forces to deal with the three giants.

However, they were desperate to find that the sword and arrow engraved with the exorcism rune could only leave a few small wounds on the giant's body, and the giant's flesh and skin squirmed and quickly recovered as before.

Cutting off their arms and stabbing them in the eyes will indeed make them wail in pain, but they have too many arms and eyes, just cut off one, pick up a broken arm from the ground and stick it in, stab one, pull out a new eyeball and press it, it doesn't matter.

The invincible divine fighting spirit against dark creatures is not even as effective as a sword, because giants are not dark creatures at all, they are just a bunch of greedy monsters driven by appetite.

The giant's appetite grew and his appetite grew, and Carlo admired it all, and suddenly he felt a wisp of inexplicable power burrow into his mind, merging into the seed of original sin.

The original sin of gluttony, he knew it in his heart.

It's a pity that the number is too small, and it can only be called a ray of light and heat from the sun.

As the giant had taken most of his attention, Van Helsing finally came to Carlo with the Longinus spear in his hand, his body covered in stab wounds and several arrows dangling slightly in his chest.

Carlo took the Longinus spear from his mouth, looked at it for a moment, and nodded with satisfaction: "Good work." ”

The rage and madness in Van Helsing's blood-red eyes faded away, replaced by a blank look, and he didn't know what he was going to do next.

He's just a puppet manipulated by Carlo.

He didn't have to do anything more.

Carlo's hand gently patted the top of Van Helsing's head, and a huge amount of power poured in, and Van Helsing let out a howl of pain, and his whole body swelled violently, and then exploded into flesh and blood with a "bang".

Carlo leaned down slightly to look at the minced meat, and sighed with regret: "Don't call Gabriel in the next life... Because I.."

"I really hate the name. ” <