The Thousand-Handed Giant, whose arms were almost a thousand, was more than ten meters tall, and its arms were stuck all over its body like branches growing out of the trunk of a tree. Its body was getting bigger all the time, and the original hundred arms were the thickest, like thick and long pillars, and between these native arms, there were those arms that were pressed up later, large and small, long and short, messy, and disgusting.

When it grabs a person, the arms of the whole body will move together, and the person will be uploaded from the bottom all the way, as if it is transporting goods, and it will be passed to the mouth of the giant, and more than a dozen arms will be torn into more than ten pieces together, leaving the arms, and the rest will all be eaten.

The Cyclops and Cyclops are in a similar situation.

When the Knights of Holy Order found that their attacks had no effect on the monsters in front of them, and that they were getting bigger and bigger, the knights despaired.

The Vatican is about to be destroyed, are they abandoned by God?

The knights began to drop their weapons, reneging on their oaths and beliefs, turning and fleeing, before their heads were cut off with a sword from an evil knight who was not far away.

On the contrary, the Swiss Guards, who were far inferior in strength, did not choose to flee more than a hundred soldiers, until they were killed to the last man.

And this group of people is just mercenaries recruited by the Vatican.

Knowing that it was death, he heroically stabbed his spear into the terrifying giant monster, and was defeated by the fear in his heart and chose to flee, the Swiss Guard and the Knights of the Holy Order faced death in a huge contrast, ironic and sad.

Carlo stood in the distance and quietly admired this scene, and faintly praised: "What a beautiful scene, noble and despicable, if those oil painting masters of the court are here, they will definitely be able to make a hand-me-down." ”

Like domestic dogs, the five werewolf elders curled up their fierce and huge bodies and half-squatted behind Carlo, hanging their wolf heads low, and their bodies trembled slightly.

After the vampires went overseas to manage the pastoral area for Carlo, and the class division between the noble vampires and the common werewolves, they still had some complaints about Carlo in their hearts, but after seeing this terrifying man-eating giant, they no longer dared to keep such thoughts in their hearts.

The person in front of you is like an abyss with no bottom invisible, the more you understand, the more you can understand the deep fear he inadvertently brings you.

Leo XIII, the current pope of the Holy See and the current pope of the Vatican, leaned on the door of St. Peter's Basilica, his face pale, his lips trembled, and his whole person fell into a whirlpool of fear, panic, and confusion.

"Kill the glorious monsters that blaspheme the Lord," cried Leo XIII, grabbing the Bishop beside him with a Bible in his hand and praying incessantly.

"Your Majesty," the bishop replied tremblingly, "All the knights are already on the field."

"All," Leo XIII was stunned for a moment, and angrily grabbed the bishop by the collar, "you tell me all, more than two-thirds of the church's annual expenditure to support you, is this what is called all?"

The bishop wanted to cry without tears, and opened his mouth not knowing how to explain.

Leo XIII calmed down a little, and then asked, "So, what about the reinforcements, what about the reinforcements of the Swiss Confederation?"

"The call for help has been sent out, but、But、" the bishop stammered, "Reinforcements are probably still on the way."

Leo XIII slumped to the ground, looked at the scene before him like the end of the world, and muttered in distraction: "The Holy See is finished"

The bishop was about to say a few words of comfort, when suddenly, a broad-bladed sword slashed through the air, and both heads rolled down in unison.

The bodies of the pope and the bishop fell together, blood spilling all over the ground.

A violent and bloodthirsty face appeared behind them, Adam.

At this time, Adam no longer appeared half-saint and half-demon, evil occupied all of his body, and the righteous side would only appear once in a while.

"Stop, you butcher, demon" The hideous face suddenly became extremely angry, but soon turned distorted again.

Nothing could have a greater impact on a pious paladin than watching the Holy See fall before his eyes.

"It's not enough" "Adam" had an evil smile on his face, and said slowly: "I still need a thousand heads, ask for merit from adults"

"Adam" suppressed the kindness in his heart, and gave a knightly salute respectfully to Carlo, who was looking in this direction from afar, and then fell into the boundless slaughter again.

When the Vatican was almost in ruins, Leo XIII's long-awaited reinforcements were finally long overdue.

From two directions, two armies came.

An army dressed in a uniform red uniform, with a tricorne hat on its head, held aloft a black flag embroidered with the erupting Mount Vesuvius.

These are the Red Shirts of the Kingdom of Italy, and they are dressed more like a distinctive guard of honour than an army.

The other army was not as uniform as the Italian army, and they wore a variety of uniforms, which looked a little nondescript when put together, but this army was well-disciplined and well-equipped, and had a bit of an elite flavor.

Mercenary army of the Swiss Confederation.

The reputation of the Swiss mercenaries spread throughout the world, and they were loyal and promising, and were loved by many kings of the kingdoms.

But even the most courageous armies can be shocked and terrified when faced with an enemy beyond their imagination.

"What the hell is this!" The leaders of the Red Shirts and the mercenaries cursed in their hearts almost immediately at the same time.

The Vatican has become a bloody slaughterhouse, and there are no more living people.

The two armies thought of retreating, but unfortunately the giants were eating well, and they were worried about not being able to find food, and when they saw so many delicious foods that had been sent to their doors, how could they be willing to let them go.

The thousand-handed, thousand-eyed, and one-eyed giants staggered toward the two armies, greedily opening their bloody mouths, and the foul breath that erupted from their mouths seemed to blow a gust of wind on the ground.

"Fire!"

The soldiers of both armies set up their muskets and fired at the giant with all their might.

The lead bullets hit the giant, smashing a small piece of flesh into the body, and to the giant it was like being hit by a reckless bug, and he didn't feel anything.

Soon, the screams of despair continued to sound and spread outward.

Carlo finally destroyed the Vatican once again, this time with such ease that he found himself a little bored.

The three giants would continue to devour, their bodies swelling all the time, and they would stop when they were too fat to walk, and the killing would stop a little when they had eaten all the living creatures within their reach.

At that time, this holy place of countless believers may become a forbidden area of death, and the gospel of heaven has become a terrifying legend, which is really interesting, please Baidu "throw the book network" Thank you for your support!