Noon, twelve o'clock.

"Knock knock ......"

The dull bells rang, a total of thirteen, the sound was huge, perhaps because of the rhythm, in short, the thirteen bells, with a deep and tragic taste, like the divine sound from the sky, very shocking!

With a "bang", all the fanatics stopped what they were doing and immediately set their eyes on St. Peter's Basilica, the most central part of the Vatican City.

Thirteen bells, containing a tragic flavor, have an extraordinary significance in the church, many people who believe in the church feel that thirteen is an unlucky number, because in the Bible, on the day of the death of the great sage Jesus, his last supper, the number of people attending is thirteen!

It was after that dinner that Jesus was betrayed by his disciple Judas that the days of suffering began!

Therefore, in the eyes of many believers in the church, thirteen is a very unlucky number, and even has a kind of death flavor, covering it with a layer of black!

The church bell never strikes thirteen!

Because this number is a tiresome number, but now, at last, it has sounded, and everyone knows that the horn of holy war has been sounded!

"The splendor of God will be with us!"

A middle-aged man with typical Eastern European facial features stood up, kissed his wife on the forehead, and said, "God bless you, I sincerely hope that you will survive this war." ”

"All for the sake of God's brilliance!"

His wife stood up, smiling as if she were about to face something more than a trivial matter like going to the market to buy groceries.

Their family is all here now!

In addition to him and his wife, even his eighteen-year-old son has already arrived!

The husband is a factory worker, who left his tools on the same day and chose to take up arms to fight, and his wife is a salesman, who quit his job and arrived here with his husband as the first batch of jihadists to go to the Vatican, and his son is a student, who just graduated from high school this year and has received an admission to the university, but he has lost all his bright future, and his parents came here to fight with a group of samurai who licked blood。

It's just that when the artillery fire exploded around them, they didn't know if they could be so crazy, at least, now they were willing, almost abandoning everything to come here.

There are many, many people like them in the whole Vatican, and there are not a few people who bring their whole families to participate in the jihad, no, to be precise, the whole family should come to participate in the war, many, many people.

"Let those who are in darkness be redeemed, and work hard, my brother. ”

A white-haired old man in his fifties warmly hugged a young man beside him and offered his encouragement, in fact, the young man had never known him in his life, and this was only the first time he had seen him, but in the church, all the people were brothers and sisters, so they had always been called by this. At the very least, these fanatics eat this way, because they have never been hurt by this world, so they always have this kind of almost stupid trust in those strangers.

Long Fei stood in the crowd with a cold face, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, someone came up to hug him, he was just hypocritical to deal with two sentences, anyway, it was nothing more than some kind of "God is with you" and other bullshit, just a deceitful ghost, he would still be hypocritical and polite, so everything was normal, but in his heart, he was extremely disdainful of the bullshit god in these people's mouths.

God?

What's that?

Hey...... When Lao Tzu's family was killed, why didn't God come to save Lao Tzu?

Benevolent...... Long Fei dared to promise that if his knife was on the enemy's neck, but because of this illusory mercy, he would let the enemy go, and the next moment, the enemy's knife would pierce his heart!

At that time, who will be merciful to themselves?

Heaven is unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and humanity is cruel, and the strong are the law, trampling on the weak!

This is what this society taught Long Fei!

Compared to the remarks of harmonious deception in the church, he was more willing to believe Ye Wushuang!

I can only rely on myself to win fame and fortune!

Anyway, this is Long Fei's view, and it is also the way of survival that society has taught him, this life is grinding, if you want to live, you have to learn how to eat people, God is just a bullshit, if these stupid gods really exist, Long Fei just wants to say to that god - I grass your mother.

At this moment, columns of guards finally ran out of St. Peter's Basilica, and soon, St. Peter's Basilica was completely sealed and protected, after all, there are too many people, and no one can guarantee how many of these 300,000 people are good people and how many are bad people, and no one dares to joke with the lives of His Majesty Gregory XVI!

"Be quiet!"

A man from the church team shouted, and his voice radiated in all directions through the loudspeaker, and suddenly everyone fell silent!

Only then did the warrior of this church open his mouth and shouted: "His Majesty the Pope has something to say to you!"

As soon as the words fell, a white pillar of light suddenly rose from the sky above the holy city of Vatican, soaring into the sky, majestic and awe-inspiring.

Almost at the same time, an old man slowly appeared on the tallest building of St. Peter's Basilica, dressed in a special dress that was so luxurious, holding a scepter in his hand, and a majestic crown on his head.

Who is this man, not Gregory XVI?

And this gorgeous factory ceremony was also carefully designed by him!

Anyway, as a reigning emperor of the ruling faith, this kind of trick is what they are best at, and they call it all "miracles!"

It was as Gregory climbed the tallest building to look down on the dense crowd of fanatics below, when a slightly old voice sounded: "God says, as the Lord, I allow darkness to exist, but I must not allow darkness to prevail over light, otherwise I will be purified!"

Almost instantly, many people had already fallen to the ground, kowtowing with reverent faces, that kind of piety, so that Long Fei, who was mixed in the crowd, couldn't understand it at all.

In fact, for the sake of an ethereal god, he didn't even want his own life, and directly participated in such a war that was destined to kill many people, which made Long Fei completely unable to figure it out!

Fuck, my parents, my wife, and my children don't want it, but I'm willing to fight a war for an ethereal god, isn't this brain-dead?

The world of fanatics is incomprehensible!

This was Long Fei's feeling, but it was just a moment of effort, and he returned to normal, and gave such an evaluation of everything he saw in front of him: "The trick of pretending to be a ghost is not bad, but in the face of Ye Wushuang, it is still a little tender!"

For Ye Wushuang, I don't know why, Long Fei just had such a feeling - in this world, no one can defeat that mysterious man!

Long Fei gently stroked his chest and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Ye Zi, Long Fei owes you your life, I will pay it back to you today, thank you for everything you have done for me, for the fifth brother and sister-in-law!

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