At seven o'clock, a round of sun emerged from the sky, dyeing the clouds a pale orange, illuminating the snow-covered townspeople in the center of the town of Ganano, eighty percent of them old people, wearing thick cotton jackets and down jackets, falling into a deep sleep.

Dean, Sean, Monica, and Peter worked for more than half an hour after dawn, using hypnosis to finally bring the more than 500 townspeople to the central square of the town.

There was no obstruction during this period.

In order to prevent the townspeople from catching a cold, Dean also thoughtfully injected a small wisp of life energy into each person to keep them warm, and when they woke up, their physical health even improved slightly.

Chewing on high-energy protein to restore energy, Dean's hands on the edge of the crowd shimmered as if he was wearing a layer of platinum gloves, pulling the unstable space node in front of him into a gate-like shape like a porcelain embryo, revealing a pitch-black corridor and another white "window" at the end of the corridor, leading to another quiet town in Quebec City.

When the skill reaches lv2, Dean can keep the unstable node open for five minutes with a very low cost, which is enough to transfer all the townspeople.

Peter and Monica, who were shrouded in down jackets, hats, masks, and sunglasses, licked their crimson lips when they looked at the scene in front of them, and their eyes flashed with a hint of shock.

"Your Excellency the Witcher, is this a spatial passage?"

Dean glanced at her,

"You've been a vampire for seventy or eighty years, and you've never seen one?"

Monica shook her head in awe, pulling her mask to wrap her white cheeks further to avoid the sun's burns, "In my cognition, the abilities related to space and time are very rare, I have not heard of them, and Cepes has not been able to master them. ”

"That's good news, get ready." Dean lifted his feet and walked into the spatial passage, starting with the youngest woman and child, and the telekinesis swept the townspeople lying horizontally into the spatial entrance, and through the extremely short black void fell into the snow of Quebec, hundreds of kilometers away, to continue to sleep.

The process went exceptionally smoothly.

More than 500 townspeople were teleported away in less than two minutes.

Dean watched the figure slowly pass in front of him, a voice in his heart spoke, and Cepes, who had lived for centuries, was unusually cunning and cautious.

No matter how much he provokes him, he will not take the initiative to show up under the sun and put himself in a disadvantageous position.

When the sun sets, he will launch a sneak attack silently.

But the thought quickly faded.

Dean's stomach churned faintly in the void, and there was a huge warning from the Omen Specialty, so strong that his heart skipped a beat, and an illusion arose in front of his eyes—beyond the void, every ray of sunlight that shrouded the center of Ganano began to distort, turning from orange to pale red, like blood that had been diluted tenfold.

Puff puff puff.

The townsfolk who had been held in a long line by telekinesis were pierced by the pale red light, and rained down into the snow.

Then he got rid of the hypnosis of the vampire and slowly got up.

The eyes of the pale and dull face were half-open and half-closed, revealing shocking red pupils, staring straight at the west side of the town.

The old body was huddled into a heap, reaching out and lifting his feet in extremely uncoordinated movements, and dangling in that direction step by step.

It's like sleepwalking.

Even Monica and Peter were frozen in the red light, clubbing in place like marionettes, snorting rapidly and desperately resisting control, a look of fear flashing in their eyes.

Some mysterious force has taken control of them.

"Man, something is wrong with this group!"

Sean, who was guarding the crowd, shouted, and hurriedly rushed to the front and threw several old men to the ground.

But they still struggled mechanically under the tremendous pressure, even if the bones of their arms broke in horror, as if they did not feel pain.

Dean then jumped out of the void and hovered over the heads of the walking corpse, a black light flashing in his eyes.

Phantom Abyss!

A wave of pitch-black fluctuations spread radially through the crowd, pouring into the body like a tidal wave.

A few crunch pops.

The red light in the eyes of the old people was shattered by the power of the phantom snake and flew into the air.

A body fell back on the snow, and then turned its head to face the sky, closed its eyes and grinned strangely,

"Doesn't the sun give you courage?"

"Come and talk, we're not enemies."

Not an enemy ...

Hundreds of old voices intertwined into a composite wave.

Standing in mid-air, Dean looked at the tallest building in the west of the town, and the spire of Andrew's Chapel began to glow with a strong red light, like a burning lighthouse, and for a moment it actually suppressed the sun in the sky.

"Let's talk, Tsepes, I have a question for you." Dean closed the spatial passage and looked at Sean below, "Take care of them, I'll go back as soon as I go." ”

"Be careful, man!"

……

Poof.

Telekinesis pushed open the church door.

Dean stood in the doorway and watched.

It is a typical Catholic church, with a Latin cross-shaped space, a long central corridor, thick walls, round vaults, and large piers, which are rich and solemn.

Hundreds of seats, beautiful pulpits, singing pianos, statues of Jesus Christ, kneeling stools, and more.

Sunlight shines through the side walls and the beautiful stained glass on the rose windows directly in front of the pulpit.

As far as the eye could see, there was no one except for the solemn furnishings of the church, as if Cepes, who had summoned him, was not among them, but Dean stared at a statue of Jesus Christ nailed to a large cross beside the doorway.

On his face with pain and compassion under the crown of thorns, a pair of marble eyes were blood-red, staring straight at Dean as if leading to an endless sea of blood and dead silence.

"Your Excellency, welcome."

The statue of Jesus raised its head from the cross, and its lips, as pale and cold as plaster, squirmed and made a friendly voice with a hint of majesty,

But the breath exhaled from his lips was blood-red, and the wave filled the entire holy church, obscuring the light from the rose window, and the light and shadow floated on the wall one by one, giving Dean the feeling of peering through the shutters into the afterlife.

He tried to penetrate the stone sculpture with the perspective of God and peeked inside, but all he saw was a piece of liquid blood red.

"You're Cepes?"

Jesus turned his neck on the cross, gently pulled his wrists out of the nails, and closed them in front of his lower abdomen, "The name is just a code name, it doesn't mean much, Cepes is just a book I picked out of an interesting book about the 'Grand Duke of Piercing' Vlad III Tepes." Maybe in a few years, I'll be called Dracula, Lister, Kiloglaf... It's all possible. ”

Dean's brain raced a few times, and these names gave him a sense of familiarity, as if they were the names of famous vampires in various literary works,

Jesus smiled and said, "Relax, I just want to have a friendly exchange with you, after all, it is very difficult to get to our level of existence, why bother to distinguish life and death because of a small misunderstanding?" If you let go of the fight, countless human beings will be affected, is this what you want to see? ”

Dean stepped forward into the cathedral, and the semicircular arch behind him closed automatically without wind.

"Misunderstanding? Could it be that your past destruction of hundreds of small towns is a fake, a lie made up by humans? ”

"That's true, but everything has a cause and effect, and you don't wonder why I did it?"

"Sacrifice to the Lord of the Flies, blasphemy of Jesus Christ?"

There was a hint of sarcasm on the marble face of Jesus Christ, and the overlapping feet that were nailed together were gently pulled away from the cross, and the two-meter-high marble body fell lightly to the ground, "Do you know why I am hostile to Christ? ”

Dean made a gesture of listening, "That's what I've been longing to know." ”

"It's a long story, dating back to 1347," said Jesus, who followed the statue across the long hallway in the center of the church to the front row of chairs and sat down.

And Jesus stood above the pulpit, looking out the window, his pale eyes turned pitch black, faintly shining, like the halo of the moon, "At that time I was a staunch defender of God, a pastor, guiding believers to communicate with God. ”

Pastor, what are you kidding?

Dean's eyelids jumped.

The leader of the vampire team, the general of Beelzebub, the Lord of the Flies, a guy who has lived for more than 600 years, actually once believed in God?

"In the beginning, I had a happy family, a pair of children, kind, warm, and honest parishioners."

"Life is calm and happy... I have always believed that it is God's grace that allows us to live our lives without disaster. So I prayed to it every day for twenty years. ”

Jesus' voice is gentle and powerful, like an elder who shares the true meaning of life, a pastor who preaches,

"But in 1347 everything changed, and a terrible disease swept through my hometown, and one by one the parishioners became abnormal... The first symptoms were nosebleeds, egg-sized bumps on the inner thighs and armpits, and as the lumps spread, black spots appeared on the body and spread all over the arms and thighs..."

"Then chills, high fever, coma, shock. Even the body began to decay.

"Even so, they continue to pray to God every day in agony, with their weak bodies."

"But all of them died. The corpses were piled up everywhere, some on the street, some in some garbage heaps, like stacks of licorice. The plague came so violently that everyone did not have time to bury the bodies of the dead and produce new ones. ”

"Corpses, corpses."

"And my hometown, a lively town, became deserted in less than a year."

Dean suddenly understood that the other party was talking about the second Black Death pandemic.

"You're sick too?"

"My three family members and I loved the most were sick." Jesus' tone trembled inadvertently, and even though more than six hundred years had passed, the emotion in his tone was still as if it were yesterday, "There is no cure for this plague, and no one is helping us. ”

"The only thing I can do is to keep looking for the centripetal force in my heart, looking for some universal comfort, as I have done for the past 20 years, and taking my family to pray to God without stopping."

Jesus looked at the pulpit in front of him and lifted the Bible in the center of the pulpit.

"God, bless my dearest, I am willing to exchange everything for it."

"I didn't get a response, and my family was getting sick."

"I relied on my past connections in the church to get in touch with the bishop of our region."

"But the bishop only sent me a letter that said—God often sends plagues, tragic famines, conflicts, wars, and other forms of calamity to intimidate and torment people and drive them away from their sins."

There was a moment of silence in the church.

Bang!

The two white candles on the left and right sides of the pulpit suddenly burst into flamelessness, and the light of the fire shone into Jesus' mocking eyes.

"So, the church says that the source of the plague of the Black Death is the sin of our pastors, believers, and humanity."

"The only thing we can do is pray and repent."

To be able to pass through sin is to pass the test of God, and to be able to pass it means that you have not passed the test.

……

Dean reached out and clenched his knee when he heard this, and pinched it.

Why is it that God treats His followers so indifferently and never responds?

Does God Really Exist?

"So, you're the only one who survived?"

"No," Jesus looked at Dean in the front row, "the whole family is dead, including me." ”

"But soon after we died, something miraculous happened, my wife and I came back from the corpse pit, and we didn't understand anything, so we could only hold each other tightly, hug each other, and weep bitterly over the cold bodies of our children."

Dean was shocked, "God's priest, who died of illness because of the Black Death, but is resurrected again?" Who saved you? ”

"I didn't know at the time, I just knew that we had a second life." Jesus' tone became subtle, and there was a hint of joy in his otherwise heavy tone, "But we soon discovered that we were no longer human. ”

"We have become afraid of sunlight, we need to eat human blood regularly, we are immune to diseases, including the Black Death, and we are like vampires descended from the cursed Cain of the Bible."

Dean realizes that perhaps Beelzebub, the Lord of the Flies, saved the couple, and that the vampires of this world are most likely the creations of Beelzebub.

The progress of the event jumped to ninety-five percent.

"Although God did not help me, I lost two of my loved ones. But I don't hate it either, and I still follow the Bible's teaching to be kind to others and not to do evil. Jesus said, "I just want to live well with my wife." ”

"There was a long period of peace after the resurrection, and from 1348 onwards, my husband and wife had been moving from country to country for a maximum of ten years, lest the terrible truth about immortality be discovered. We live incognito, never hurt any innocent people, and do more principled than you. ”

"Gradually, we discovered the secrets of vampire reproduction and understood the pain of the Black Death."

"So in the next 100 years, we have transformed four boys and girls who were sick and abandoned and were about to die in agony, and had four new family members."

Dean recalled Monica's words that a vampire could transform two children at most in his life, and it was normal for Cepes and his wife to transform four, but then he had more doubts, "What about the law of convergence?" Wouldn't the six-headed vampire living together trigger the Law of Convergence? ”

"At that time, the law of convergence was not as strong as it is now, and it was not difficult to deal with the past."

Well?

Di An'an moved, "So the law of convergence has been continuously strengthened since ancient times?" ”

"Yes, that's my reward for your patience."

"Why?"

"You can only ask the gods and the world for yourself." Jesus nodded at him and returned to the topic, "We lived happily as a family until 1487, the happiest time of my life. Another round of social turmoil has begun... It was even more brutal than when the Black Death first broke out. ”

"The Black Death pandemic, which has been going on in the past, has kept Europe in a state of turmoil and awakened people to the fact that Jesus Christ and the incompetent government cannot bless and save them."

"In order to divert people's resentment against themselves, the people of the church and the government began to propagate that all the misfortunes in society were related to the Lord of the Flies (Beelzebub) and the shamans, and that everything was the fault of the Lord of the Flies. All non-human supernatural beings are accomplices of the Lord of the Flies in spreading the plague. ”

"The Black Death was also passed on to humanity by us."

The face of the statue of Jesus, as white as jade, was imperceptibly as black as an abyss, and the black was still spreading down the neck.

"As a result, the Inquisition of the Church, together with the government's army and the bewitched witchers of the people, launched a hunt against all supernatural creatures in the world."

"The sport is now known as the Witch Hunt."

Dean took a breath.

The origin of the witch hunt in this world was actually the Black Death.

"Our family of six were all vampires, that is, the targets of hunting, and at that time we were very restrained in bloodsucking, so we were very weak, and we were chased by witchers and church people in panic, and we started running away every day when we woke up, and lived like a nightmare."

"Finally I heard Midian's horn in my dream, and I wanted to take my family to escape to Midian, the monster paradise, to hide."

Dean interrupted suddenly, "Wait, vampires can hear Midian's call too?" ”

"Well, all supernatural creatures can." Jesus Christ paused, "But my family and I were caught by a group of heresy inquisitors on our way to Midian. ”

"They shouted in front of me, 'This is God's will, inhuman wickedness must be swept away,' and then pulled out our teeth and nails, chopped off our limbs, sprinkled salt on wounds, smeared garlic juice, and covered us with crosses."

"Finally... Hiss... One by one... Not... I cut off the heads of the people I love the most, burned them at the stake, exposed them to the sun, and burned them to ashes in the flames. ”

Whew-

Thundered!

A gust of wind burst open the doors of the church and raged through the hallways.

The rose windows on the walls on both sides all exploded, and countless sharp glass shards burst into the chairs and floors, sinking deep into them, and through the window frames, the sun in the sky cast blood-red sunlight.

The clays hanging on the side walls of the church rattled and turned one hundred and eighty degrees into inverted crosses.

In the center of the inverted cross, the two candlesticks on the pulpit erupted with a soaring fire, and from the firelight gurgled outwards a shocking fountain of blood, which stained the ceiling high.

This sacred church has been transformed into a hell of red and black.

The violent upheaval echoed with Cepes's sad and low sigh,

"I've been dead since that day."

"From that day on, I have heard the call of my lord, the Lord of the Flies."

"I swear to my family who died twice in agony—"

"I will destroy 10,000 settlements of believers in Jesus Christ, and I will subvert its hypocritical and disgusting faith."

"The world doesn't need God."

Jesus, who was covered in oil and covered in pitch black, looked at Dean, two lines of blood-red tears falling down his cheeks, and his fangs glowing in his fluttering mouth.

"Are you going to stop me?"

(End of chapter)