Church of St. Zodée.

It had a beautiful dome and elaborate stained glass, and at the entrance was a garden, and on the pool an angel was revealing something he didn't have, and a fountain was falling down with a roar.

It's big, it's clean, and it's very much in line with Carlo's requirements.

"Are you sure you want to stay here? It's not very clean, and there is a constant stream of people who come to pray every morning," said L, who got out of the car, frowning.

"It's not as exaggerated as you say," Carlo chuckled, "it's in the easternmost part of London, and people are more used to going to St Paul's and Westminster Abbey, of course, wouldn't it be better for someone to come?

"The devil occupies the dwelling place of God, and the Holy See will regard you as a mortal enemy"

"Hasn't it always been?"

"Okay," L finally reluctantly accepted the new accommodation, sighing, "Let's hope one day we won't be the enemies of the whole world."

Carlo glanced at him and smiled, "Enemies?

Werewolf warriors and Frankenstein began to carry various instruments and prisoners from the car, and Van Helsing, whose limbs were broken, saw the appearance of the church and shouted frantically: "You damn demon has finally decided to come to repent?

"You're thinking too much, Van Helsing" Carlo glanced at him faintly: "I'm here to ask God to move"

"Hell, you damn it" Van Helsing cursed constantly, he was in good spirits, perhaps because of the werewolf blood lurking in his body.

Carlo remembered that he had ignored Van Helsing's secrets all along, and that it was time to free up his hands to study them.

"Honey, are you sure you want to live here?" Accator's eyes glazed over, her voice trembling slightly, if it weren't for her deep love for Carlo, she must have thought he was crazy, a demon, came to church with vampires, intending to let God witness their undying love?

"I feel a little uncomfortable here"

"You'll get used to it soon, Acador," Carlo whispered to comfort her, taking her hand and slowly walking into the church.

In the age of miracles, there was no divine power to restrain the dark creatures in the church, at most the angels and cross statues would make the vampires feel psychologically uncomfortable.

Akado's mood slowly calmed down, like a person who may be scared to death before entering a haunted house, but after entering it, he finds that there is no real ghost, so it is not so scary.

This fear was minimized after Carlo captured a priest and fed her to her heart's content.

The church is still very new, apparently just opened, and because of its location, there are not many people who usually come to pray, and there is only one old priest and a few young priests in the church.

Carlo easily bewitched a few devout believers into servants of darkness, and it was useful to keep them.

Carlo walked around the church with his hands behind his back, and the winged bird-man sculptures on both sides and the god sculpture in the middle began to slowly leave tears.

Carlo frowned slightly, and cursed in a low voice: "Oh damn God, you are still like this dead one day, I will kick you in the ass and kick you off that golden throne"

All the sculptures in the "Click" church are split in unison, and the cheeks are split in half.

The few divine breaths in the church dissipated, and the aura of evil darkness permeated.

"Honey, I feel much better now" Akado ran briskly through the door, looking in a good mood.

She looked around and exclaimed, "What an irony that vampires live in churches, I should have given this advice to my mother, if she could take St. Paul's Cathedral and make it a dormitory, she would love it."

Carlo shook his head and chuckled, "Those old bats of the Dark Council don't have the courage to do that."

Akado gave him a blank look, and said coquettishly: "There are too few things here, I still lack a few blood slaves, and a beautiful human skin carpet"

Carlo comforted softly: "Don't worry, it will be soon"

As the first rays of the morning sun shine on the earth, the city of London gradually wakes up.

Pretty carriages carried ladies and ladies to the church, where balls and prayers were the only things they could do in their dull and tedious lives.

"Lady Tamara, have you heard? A very terrible thing happened on London Avenue last night."

"Oh my God, don't say it was the devil's doing, I swear my poor husband, ordered to investigate the matter, and all the patrolmen were scared and fainted when they arrived at the scene"

"It was a massacre that killed thousands of people"

"God, I heard that there are more than 10,000 people."

"O God, please bless your devout believers and keep those demons away from us"

The ladies discussed the gossip they had heard in the morning, and the scenes of blood flowing and dead flesh all over the ground were enough to give them great stimulation and satisfaction.

"There are a lot more people who have come to pray today," L looked at the carriage that came to the door of the church.

Carlo changed into a new white priest's robe, and his handsome face seemed to shine with holy brilliance.

"Tomorrow there will be more people, and we will have a steady stream of experimental materials," he said lightly.

L's eyes moved slightly: "What kind of thing are you going to build? The second Frankenstein?"

Carlo laughed and shook his head, "No, it's much more fun than that."

At this time, the ladies and ladies had already arrived at the door of the church, and naturally saw Carlo's figure.

"Oh my God, is this the new priest? He's so handsome."

"Is your heart spring?Lady Tamara, God will punish you"

"Don't make such jokes, Lord, forgive me for my momentary evil thoughts"

Carlo could clearly hear the whispers of the ladies and ladies, and peek into his eyes, with the most kind smile on his face, and there was not a trace of waves in his eyes.

"Honey, I've taken a fancy to a few virgins and must keep them for me," a pretty face peeked out in the shadow of the ceiling and whispered to Carlo.

"Of course. Carlo glanced at her and said gently, "As long as you like." ”

The priests and priests, who had fallen into darkness, led the people into the church, and when everyone had entered, the doors slowly closed, blocking out all the sunlight.

At this time, there was already a commotion in the church.

"Do you see, all the statues of angels are cracked"

"And God's, too, broken"

"God, doesn't the church have the money to fix it?"

Carlo walked to the front of the church and opened his hands to draw everyone's eyes to himself.

Everyone looked at him in amazement, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"The Lord said" Carlo smiled, and his gentle voice echoed through the spacious church: "All of you, damn it"

Everyone was in an uproar, and the next moment, darkness shrouded in, blood and tears flowed from God's eyes, the floor of the church cracked suddenly, and everyone screamed and fell into the abyss below. Thank you for your support!