Mark walked to Zarahag, who stood beside a pile of white-clothed corpses of God believers praying for them.

"Uncle the Pope, you should have seen those vampires just now. This should be the most unquestionable proof."

"I know what you want to express, Mr. Mark, I'm not so pedantic that the facts are in front of me and I don't believe it all."

After answering Mark, Zarahag raised his trembling right hand and drew a cross on himself, then picked up the cross on his forehead and murmured softly: "Amen~"

Mark's words continued: "EU cannot give up the guards in other places, and just send too many troops to the Vatican. With the current troops, it is impossible to face the vampire offensives. Our only hope may be on you."

"I'm already praying," said Zarahag.

Mark's breath stagnated: "This is not the key to solving the problem! Do you really don't know the information about Akado? We must know everything about him, know his weaknesses, and know how your Holy See sealed him in that coffin in the past. Only by solving him can we solve all this!"

"I can guarantee by my faith, Mr. Mark." Zarahag said helplessly: "I really don't know everything you said about the King of the Undead, I have basically read the ancient books hidden in the Vatican and the major ancient churches. If there is, I cannot have no impression.

And Mr. Harris had read all the ancient classics of our Holy See a week ago, and he had nothing to do. If anyone in this world knew the secret about the King of the Undead, it would definitely not be me."

"But you are the Pope!" Mark was a little anxious, "He is the first person under the entire Holy See God. If you don't know, then how should we defeat Akado and the undead army led by him!"

"I don't know." Zarahag turned against the clarity and wisdom he had when chatting with Mark Harris and others before, and a rare look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the crucifix placed on one side in the center of the Holy See, with deep eyes: "At this time, only the gods can protect us."

Mark also followed Zarahag's gaze...

"You're right," said Mark, "only God can protect us."

Mark pulled out a necklace from his chest, and the golden coins shone with golden lights under the lights of the church.

"What is that?" Zarahag asked.

"Our "hope." Mark replied.

Eric on one side seemed to notice Mark's strangeness, and he walked over from Anya to Mark's side, looking at the gold coin with a serious expression.

"Boss, are you sure you want to use it now? In a sense, this gold coin is almost the same as a national treasure."

"The only thing that can save us now," Mark said. "Since they are so eager to destroy the church, it must prove that the church must have had some powerful means to deal with them in the past. Although I don't know what it means, the Crown of Zarahag doesn't seem to know, but what we have to do is not let them succeed no matter what."

He looked at the gold coin and murmured: "This is a disaster for mankind, a disaster for the world."

As he said that, he closed his eyes and raised the gold coins, while Eric, Anya, and even Zarahag, who was unknown, held his breath and looked at the sacred scene.

What Kuro said before leaving was: What is important is not what to do, but how to do it.

This is actually not a riddle, and it is very simple to understand. They cannot directly wish that the gods will take action to defeat Akado, but instead wish that the gods will tell them how to defeat Akado...

"God, tell me how to defeat Akado!"

Mark shouted with a loud voice, holding up the gold coins, and the voice was so high that all the believers, soldiers, Harris and the EU colonel all turned their attention to Mark...

but……

...Ten seconds passed...

…Thirty seconds passed…

...A minute has passed...

Nothing happened at all, Mark still kept holding the gold coins high, everyone's eyes were staring at Mark.

quiet--

To be honest, Mark is very embarrassed now, but he can't show it, otherwise it will only be even more embarrassing...

"Give me strength!"

Mark once again accumulated momentum and shouted, his voice still excited.

But the situation has not changed anyway...

The people around him had already started to look wrong. Eric covered his face and couldn't bear to continue watching.

Anya even moved the computer a little to show that she had nothing to do with the person holding up the gold coins and shouting Zhong Er's words...

As long as the main owner is not embarrassed, the awkward will always be the audience.

...Mark's face turned red. At this moment, he was like a frog stewed on slow fire, and it became more and more difficult as time passed.

"Okay, Mr. Mark." Zarahag finally couldn't stand it anymore. He walked forward and stretched out his hand to put Mark's raised arm down.

"I can understand that your urgent heart to defeat the vampire and pray to God is completely overwhelming. After all, this is St. Peter's Basilica. But your prayer is obviously wrong, and the best thing you hold is a cross, not a gold coin, so that God will not respond to you."

Zarahag sniffed and said, "But... you and Mr. Harris may be very compatible."

"It's not what you think, Zarahag's crown!" Mark was a little anxious, "This is a gold coin for making a wish, a gold coin that can make a wish to the gods."

"I know, I know." Zarahag nodded, but his tone was very perfunctory.

"You don't know!" Mark said in a panic, "If you don't believe it, you can ask them!"

As he said that, he pointed at Iris and Anya, and then his face froze. They disappeared from the spot at some point, hid in the corner of the church and turned their backs to him, as if they were doing something very seriously.

Mark's mouth twitched slightly, and then sighed tiredly.

Forget it, don't care...

Let humans perish...

Tired...

...

At the same time, in a space of higher latitude, the culprit of all, Xia Ya, the evil in this world, is lying in an easy chair and sleeping quietly.

Yuko and Kuro are no longer here. Alice came to him at some point, leaned over slightly, and took her hair gently on his nose, eyelids, and face, and her mouth slid...

Oops, Xia Ya suddenly opened her eyes and met Alice's white eyes as white as marble. If she hadn't seen her godless eyes, who would have known that this goddess was actually a blind woman?

"What are you doing?" Xia Ya said expressionlessly.

"Wake you up." Alice replied naturally, "That guy named Mark has made a wish to the gold coins, but you, the big lazy person, is still sleeping in here."

"I didn't sleep, I was just thinking about something." Xia Ya said seriously.

"Are you thinking of me?" Alice looked at Xia Ya expectantly.

"roll."

Charia uttered a word expressionlessly, and he sat up, looking through the clouds into St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican, stretching out his fingers to the void...

"Tsk." Alice stood up and curled her lips, "What a dishonest guy."

She looked at the blue star: "What do you want to do? If the divine power is revived, why do you have to create so many vampires to attack the Vatican? Are you not afraid that your believers will be killed?"

"This question," Shaya raised her lips: "It's also what they should think about."

...

Rumble~

The entire Vatican earthquake trembled and made a buzzing sound. The soldiers, believers and several bishops in the cathedral, Mark Harris and others were all frightened by this sudden scene.

"What's going on?"

"Is there an earthquake?"

"Is it the God's reminder to us?"

While they were stunned, they saw a passage slowly opened on the stone platform behind the crucifixion statue in the middle. The passage was very spacious and could be entered side by side. There was a downward staircase in the passage. The flames around them automatically lit up the moment the tunnel opened, burning, emitting a crimson flame...

"When is there a secret tunnel here?" Cardinal Massimo, who had just woken up, looked at Zarahag in a daze.

“???”

Not only him, but Pope Zarahag also had this expression. There was such a big authentic behind the crucifix, who had been in the Vatican for decades, but he didn't even know?

Not only him, but the previous pope, the previous pope, had never mentioned this.

Somehow, Zarahag turned his gaze to Mark, who was also silent, and looked at the gold coins in his hand.

"This is the effect of the wishing gold coins." Regardless of whether it is, Mark quickly recognized it to save some face.

He jumped onto the platform, walked to the tunnel and looked down through the tunnel...

Then he shouted to Harris at the door.

"Harris, this tunnel is not dangerous. It is easier to transfer all the wounded and some believers into the tunnel. It is better to keep this tunnel than to keep the church."

Harris also walked up quickly, took a look and nodded with approval...

In this way, a group of believers, bishops, archbishops, and popes all poured into the suddenly opened tunnel, and Mark, Harris and others opened the way in front.

The surroundings are full of ancient brick and stone pillars. I don’t know when this tunnel was built. If the previous popes of Zarahag had no impression of this, then the construction time of the tunnel would have been at least hundreds of years. According to the principle, it should have been covered with dust and spider webs, but none of them were.

Moreover, the underground secret room is much larger than they imagined. Such a huge project will definitely not leave traces in history. There is an indescribable weirdness everywhere here, and...

As the crowd went deeper, they walked into a small octagonal room. On the wall facing the side was an oil painting of more than ten meters high. When people stood under the oil painting, no matter who they were, they felt a little small.

A white-haired god with seventy-two pairs of wings occupied most of the space, and behind him was a scene of radiance created by oil paint, which looked particularly shocking.

"Boss, look." Eric pointed to the god's eyes, and the pair of alien-colored pupils were particularly conspicuous.

Mark also nodded: "Although it is different from when I first met, it should be that one."

Compared to Mark, Zarahag and others' attention was completely under the god, facing God in a white robe.
Chapter completed!