"I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven, and whatever thou hast bound on earth shall be bound in heaven, and whatever thou hast set loose on earth shall be set loose in heaven. ”

Van Helsing stared blankly at the flag on the wall, with gold and silver keys crossed on a red background, one to open the gate to heaven and the other to open the gate to hell, and the key held the pope's triple crown.

The symbol of the Vatican, Van Helsing has been watching for a long time.

"Are you feeling better today?" a gentle voice sounded in Van Helsing's ears as a middle-aged man in a bright red shawl walked over and placed his palm on his shoulder.

Van Helsing came back to his senses suddenly, with a wry smile on his face: "Kinnet"

The man sat down in front of Van Helsing, dressed in the bishop's robe, slightly bowed, and his face was generous and friendly, like a loving father.

"Or is someone whispering in your ear, as you said earlier?"

Van Helsing shook his head, "No, it's suddenly gone today, but I'm getting more and more uneasy."

Kinette put the Bible in his hand in front of Van Helsing, patted the writing, and said softly: "Child, I think you need this"

"Hmm" Van Helsing nodded, his face complicated.

Ever since he woke up half a month ago in the wilderness covered in bruises, he often heard someone whispering in his ear, and he had a bloodthirsty urge in his heart, and this crazy thought made him feel uneasy, and he chose to return to the Vatican to seek solace from his Master Kinate

"Kinnet, I think I should go out and breathe, I'm a little flustered" Van Helsing hesitated and said, "Are there any wanted criminals lately, I can go and get them back"

"Van Helsing, the best thing you should do now is stay here. Kinette smiled and shook his head, "If you're bored, you can help me train the newcomers who trained the Knights of Holy Order, but it's been a bit of a big loss lately."

Kinnett gave a headache on his face.

"Did something happen?"

"It's a fallen knight possessed by a demon who is on a killing spree in the Vatican, he's good at it, and he's slippery like a rabbit."

"Let me go, I just need a gun" Van Helsing couldn't wait to get to his feet, but he quickly froze again, why would he say "a gun"?

Suddenly, a low, indistinct voice sounded in Van Helsing's head, and he clutched his head in pain with a strong headache.

"Longinus"

"Oh, are you alright?" said Kinnet, holding Van Helsing's body with a worried expression.

Van Helsing clutched his head, his low-hanging face with veins and veins looming, his face shifting back and forth between hideousness and pain.

"Kinnet!" Van Helsing looked up suddenly, his eyes bloodshot and his voice hoarse, "I might need a favor from you to get me to the sacristy for a while? I think the light there will make me feel better."

Kinette looked at Van Helsing's painful expression, his eyes showed a deep sense of unbearability, and he agreed after a little hesitation.

"May the Lord protect you, Van Helsing"

Kinette helped Van Helsing into the sacristy, left a Bible, and hurried away.

The vestments, scepters, and crosses left behind by the popes of the past generations had a strong divine atmosphere, which made Van Helsing feel a lot better, and the voice in his head gradually disappeared, and he slowly sat down against the wall, holding the Bible in his hand.

When his gaze swept over the small room, his eyes suddenly froze in one place.

It was a short spear with a tip that looked like a dagger, the tip and tail were covered with black-brown rust, but the middle part seemed to be brand new, wrapped in a faint gold.

The Spear of Longinus?!! The word popped into Van Helsing's mind.

He remembered the legends of the sacristy that the spear had pierced the body of Jesus Christ, and that the blood of the saint was all over it, and that the black-brown rust on it might have been the dried blood of the saint.

Also known as the "Spear of Sin" because it stabbed a saint in the past, it is a sacred weapon of the Dark Bloods, snatched from vampires by the Holy See centuries ago and has always been here.

Van Helsing slowly got up, and a great curiosity suddenly appeared in his heart, wanting to touch the legendary spear.

He stood up, his Bible in his hand, and walked towards the Spear of Longinus.

Van Helsing walked up to the gun, slowly stretched it out, and he touched the tip of the gun, which was cold, rough, not sharp, and even a little blunt.

He picked up the gun, and suddenly, a voice sounded clearly in his head: "Take it and come to me." ”

"Who?!" Van Helsing jerked back and cried out in panic.

"God, Van Helsing," Kinnet's figure appeared in the doorway, holding holy water and a bunch of things, apparently ready to give Van Helsing a baptism to relieve his pain.

"You shouldn't pick it up, it's going to lead people down, put it down"

Kinnet's expression was more stern than ever.

Van Helsing felt that he had done something wrong and hurriedly tried to put down the tip of the gun in his hand, but the Bible in his other hand suddenly burst into flames.

A violent and crazy consciousness rose from Van Helsing's heart and violently broke into his mind, and he screamed in pain, his face becoming hideously distorted.

"Hell!"

Kinette rushed in to extinguish the flames, but Van Helsing's eyes turned red and he stabbed the tip of his gun into Kinnet's chest.

"Van Helsing" Kinette looked at his most important disciple in disbelief, and the blood flowed down little by little, falling on Longinus's spear, emitting a strange light.

"No!" Van Helsing roared loudly, making a beastly sound.

His body began to twist and deform, and a thick mane grew from under his skin.

He turned into a ferocious werewolf, his sharp claws tearing Kinette to shreds, and the entire sacristy was in shambles, covered in blood and minced flesh, and the remaining holy artifacts began to glow with a faint holy light.

"Take it and come to me. ”

The voice in his head sounded again, and Van Helsing was completely confused, and madness took over all his consciousness.

He picked up the tip of his spear, stained with the blood of the Catholics, fell to the ground on all fours, and slammed out, and soon a riot began within the Holy See

Somewhere in the Vatican, covered in thick black gas, the blood-red knight pulled the great sword out of the body of the last knight, as if he heard something, he smiled fiercely in the distance, and the figure disappeared.

In the shadow of the building, three ugly and terrifying monsters staggered out, greedily devouring the flesh and blood on the ground, every part of their bodies was squirming wildly, growing and getting bigger, please Baidu "throw the book network" Thank you for your support!