The Pope didn't look away, he just stared at her.

Her beautiful long black hair was scattered behind her, slightly curly, and her palm-sized face was fair and delicate, even though she was wearing an ordinary black cloak.

Everyone present was dressed in white robes, and when they noticed the Pope's gaze, they couldn't help but look over, and then wondered.

Who is this so bold?

If they didn't know who the saint was, they would have thought that this was it.

Noticing everyone's gaze, Gardenia was still at a loss for two seconds, and then under the prompt of the system, she let out a sound and unfastened her cloak.

They were wearing very ordinary cloth skirts, the kind that they bought casually on the street, but people just couldn't control their gaze.

Looking down at her clothes, Gardena, who was sure that there was nothing wrong, was also puzzled, and simply shook her head to look at the holy woman who was brought out over there.

The Pope narrowed his eyes, and a dark light flashed under his eyes, as if to hit her with some idea.

It's just that he quickly restrained his expression and watched as the guards brought the saint up.

Then he announced with a smile on his face.

"Let's have one last ceremony—"

Hearing this, everyone also took their eyes back and lowered their heads one by one.

It's just that what was waiting was not the cry of the saint's pain, but a fluster.

The guards drew their swords in terror, screaming for the Pope as they dealt with the incoming bats.

For a moment, only the flapping of wings could be heard in the room.

The people subconsciously raised their heads, and then couldn't help but scream.

"Ahh

The swarm of bats flew in through the doors and windows, black as if a dark cloud were overwhelmed, but the squeaky cries and red eyes reminded them of what it was.

I don't know who called out that there was a vampire, and the people who were still holding their heads to avoid instantly rushed out.

The whole church was in shambles.

Gardenia sat there steadily, consciously surrounded by a swarm of bats, and disappeared into shape.

Poking the bat perched on her shoulder, she spoke softly.

"Call a random low-level blood clan over."

She can't reveal her identity just yet, so let the other vampires do it.

The little bat reluctantly moved over and rubbed her, spread its wings and left.

The bats were still attacking the church staff, and the items that had been placed were crackling and shattering to the ground, and it looked like they had come to smash the field.

The Pope's face sank, and he pulled his guards on his back as he prepared to flee.

Of course, being able to be a pope is also a bit capable, but this kind of small place is not so powerful, just this group of bats is annoying enough, not to mention that there may be vampires coming, smart people of course choose to protect themselves.

He cursed in his heart, and he was very annoyed while retreating.

I was going to hide this from that person, but now that it suddenly came out, I couldn't hide it if I wanted to.

His eyes rolled, and he lifted his feet to run in the direction where Mias lived.

Obviously, he had a plan in his heart to push this pot to the blood clan to carry it.

Gardena, who was staring at him, pursed her lips, put her hood back on, and then spread her bony wings and flew towards him, knocking people out without saying a word.

"Suck, vampire!"

Until he fell to the ground, the Pope's eyes were full of horror, and he looked a little hideous and scary.

"It's slow."

Muttering a few words, Gardenia carried the person back to the hall and threw it into the crowd.

It wasn't until a blood clan came over that she reluctantly nodded and slipped to the other side to find the fainting saintess.

When a few vampires had finished dealing with the people here and were about to bite the Pope, Gardenia realized something and stopped them.

"Hey! Wait, this man can't die yet! ”