Branches ~

Mark opened the door, and the night had already covered the sky, and the stars and moon were gone. Suddenly, a figure covered in blood rushed in from outside, staggering and falling into the reception room. It was Cardinal Massimo who had just spoken in the church hall.

"Massimo!" Zarahag stared wide and quickly stepped forward and knelt halfway in front of Massimo to try to help him up: "What happened?"

Massimo raised his head, his eyes filled with fear, "Vampire, it's a vampire!"

After saying that, he lost consciousness directly.

"Massimo!" cried Zarahag.

Seeing this, Mark pulled out the short stick on his waist, flames ignited his whole body, and the heat waves rushed out, along with Eric and the rest of the people in the room.

But Harris stayed here, and he squatted down and stretched out his fingers to fumble around Massimo's neck for a moment, then patted the sad pope.

"Sir Pope, he's fine, he's just fainted. The blood is not his, it's someone else's."

"I know." Zarahag replied in a low voice. He raised his head, his eyes were red, and his voice trembled: "Tell me, Harris. What's going on? We are the Lord's agents on earth, yearning for light and spreading the Lord's education. How could anyone do such a cruel move on us!?"

"Only the only one who can attack the light is darkness." As he said, Harris was silent for a moment. "A day after the revival of the vampire king Mark said, the whole EU and even the entire Western servers had vampires. The total number of deaths and missing people reached tens of thousands in just a few days! You can know this from the news in about three days. And a day ago, we suddenly received news from Britania, saying that the Holy See is likely to be the main target of the vampire revival this time."

Harris said: "Actually, this is why Mark and I have always suspected that you or that you have mastered some supernatural power in the past. In legend, the Holy See has always played the role of the vampire confronter, and this is the best explanation for these vampires to retaliate against you after you have lost these powers."

"But... but I really don't know." Zarahag looked at his hands. For the first time, he doubted his past understanding of the world and the Holy See: "Is it really that I was wrong? Our Holy See really has some power in the past?"

"Actually, we hope that you really have this power and have great restraint on vampires." Harris said in a stressful tone. He held a gun by the door, alerting the vampires who could rush in at any time outside the door, while holding a communication device to send a distress signal to a special agency.

After doing all this, he continued: "This group of vampires are flexible, agile, powerful, and ordinary bullets cannot cause damage to them at all, so they can only use special silver bullets. Another important problem is that these vampires only operate in the dark and are born with extremely strong night vision capabilities. Humans are born with many disadvantages in the dark, and it is even more difficult to hit people from a distance with guns.

In the early stage of the confrontation with these vampires, since we could not find a way to confront them, I don’t know how many soldiers died tragically at the hands of these monsters. It was not until recently that we learned how to deal with this monster from Britania that we learned how to deal with ultraviolet lights and other methods.”

"But this method can only be unexpected. Once the group of vampires react, they can easily destroy the lamp. Moreover, these vampires are not monsters in the abyss. They have no IQ and wisdom, and only know how to rush by number. They have wisdom, which is the most difficult thing."

Harris said with a serious expression, the sound of roars coming from a distance and the sound of the blades intersecting more and more quickly, followed by the sound of guns intersecting.

“Every time, UV lights will not work for them, and… what I worry most is…”

Before he could finish his words, a black figure rushed in from outside, wearing a black leather jacket, grinning and revealing the vampire's signature sharp teeth, as if it could easily tear your throat.

The scarlet eyes were particularly conspicuous under the moonlight. He held Remington in his hands and directly pointed it at Pope Zarahag, who was sitting on the ground in a daze.

"boom!!"

The bullet ejected from the barrel with a surging tongue of flames, and accurately shot the vampire's wrist and knocked his shotgun to the ground.

The shot Harris fired was very accurate and the judgment was the best. The vampire's head was not fatal. Even if the head was injured, they could think and make a sound. So if he hit the vampire's head, he would still have a way to shoot Zarahag.

All this happened in just one second, in a flash, almost instinctive judgment, which shows its reaction speed and experience.

Then after the shooting, Harris rushed forward and kicked sideways as if he wanted to kick the vampire away from Zarahag.

But the racial advantage of a vampire made the monster easily dodge that moment, and even teleported directly behind him. His scarlet pupils were flashing with a shimmer. He grinned, and his sharp teeth were stained with blood. It seemed that he had just enjoyed a delicious meal...

"Mr. Harris!" Zarahag shouted from one side...

boom!

Another gunshot was heard, and a special blasting armor-piercing bullet was used to open a hole as big as a fist on the vampire's forehead. His brain was mixed with blood and spilled all over the ground. A close-range shot was wrapped with powerful momentum and leaned his head and his upper body behind him.

Harris actually swung the pistol in his hand around his fingertips and fired a blind shot behind him, accurately hitting the vampire's head!

It was also during this gap period that Harris turned around and kicked the vampire with a roundabout way. But the next second, the vampire directly reached out and pinched his calves like pliers. No matter how hard he struggled, it would be useless.

Crack Crack Crack

The sharp bones of other people's teeth came from their calf. Harris snorted softly. He struggled to lift the gun and was about to fight back, but the vampire seemed to have become very quick after being opened by Harris. After knowing that the gun could cause huge damage to him, he bit his arm without hesitation.

Puff~

The sharp teeth easily pierced Harris's skin, blood burst out, and the pistol fell to the ground.

"Ahhhhhh!" Harris roared with a ferocious expression.

Whoosh! Boom!

With a sound of breaking through the air, the vampire was instantly pierced by a huge blade with flames. The terrifying force swept the vampire several meters and nailed it to the wall. The beams of the room trembled slightly.

Huh~

The red flame instantly swallowed the vampire, and the wailing sound of pain came from the flame, and then became weaker and weaker...

Mark stood at the door, with several gun holes on his arms and lower abdomen, and bright red blood kept flowing outward. Seeing that he hit the blow, he breathed a sigh of relief and thumped on the ground, causing the ground to tremble, and then pounced on the ground. The blood flowed down and soon spread around him.

"Mr. Harris, how are you?" Zarahag trembled from the ground and ran to Harris to check. Harris's entire arm was stained with blood, and a huge tear-breaking wound was particularly ferocious. If Mark hadn't come in time, this arm would have been torn off by the vampire.

As a doctor of medicine, Zarahag tore off his extremely expensive pope robe without any hesitation, bandage Harris's arm to stop him from emergency bleeding.

Harris grabbed his arm tightly, gritted his teeth and trembled all over. Because Zarahag's movements were too rough, he rolled his eyes in pain and the veins burst out, but he still gritted his teeth and said.

"Don't worry about me! Go and see Mark!"

...

It was already late at night when Mark woke up again. He found that his injuries had been treated. He had bandages on his hands and waist. He lay on the stand of the statue of Jesus in St. Peter's Basilica, with the same wounded as him on one side, most of whom were believers.

A group of soldiers with live ammunition were walking and patrolling with serious expressions. Harris was talking to a soldier with his right hand hanging from the church door.

Mark knew him, and he had dealt with him in the past, but at that time he was an opponent, and he was a member of the EU National Security Secret Service, Ester Dyson.

"The doctor has taken out all the bullets in your body. He originally wanted to send you to the hospital, but thinking that it is night, Harris said that they will not give up, and there are probably vampires wandering outside. The basis for the ground is to be kept until tomorrow morning, which is undoubtedly safer. If you feel uncomfortable, you can take a medical helicopter to the hospital first." Eric leaned against the platform on one side and said.

He also had a bandage on his waist, and he looked a little injured.

"It's good that you have the same physique as a monster, otherwise if a normal person had suffered from your injuries, he would have gone to see the gods long ago."

"I hope I can see Him." Mark struggled to get up from the ground: "Then all my doubts can be resolved."

He looked at a corner of the charred corpse and the guns near them: "It seems that things have reached the worst..."

"They learned to use a "gun." Anya sat on the ground on one side, holding a lollipop in her arms and operating it quickly on the computer in front of her. The screen gradually showed surveillance images from every corner of the Vatican.

"Yes," Mark's eyes were deep and solemn: "With their strength, recoil can be almost ignored for them. They can easily use large-caliber weapons that ordinary people cannot use, and their vision in the dark will be much more accurate than ordinary humans. In the future, the only advantage of human beings will remain indifferent."
Chapter completed!