The Original Vampire

Royal Dragon City.

At the northern foot of the holy mountain, four knights in pure white armor carried a crystal coffin and walked on the mountain path.

Their faces were solemn, and while walking, they bowed their heads and prayed silently. Under the sunlight, the armor on their bodies emitted a hazy white-gold light, which was full of radiance and holiness.

Turning around a mountain pass, I came to a heavily guarded post.

An old man in a red priest's robe was waiting there.

If you have an understanding of the attire of the Radiance Church, you will know that the red priest robes are only qualified to wear by three cardinals.

Seeing the crystal coffin, the cardinal sighed softly, and the color of sorrow and pity on the old face carved by the years became more and more intense. The light echoes from afar.

Gradually, this mountain top was shrouded in white-gold holy light.

Sentinel guards pulled the gates up.

The cardinal turned his head and walked straight through the open stone door, and the four knights who carried the coffin quickly followed.

Behind the stone arches is a picturesque valley.

It was a harsh winter, but the climate in the valley was pleasant and warm like spring.

Colorful wildflowers bloom on the lush green grass, like a colorful ribbon.

A clear stream flows out of the mountains, the pure stream hits the rounded pebbles, smashes into countless crystal clear water droplets, and rolls into the water where the water goes nowhere, and disappears in an instant.

The cardinal walked along the stream to the depths of the valley, and the melodious bells were faintly heard in the air, echoing constantly in the valley.

thump -- thump -- thump --

The atmosphere became more and more solemn, and even the colors on the roadside gradually became monotonous.

The original multicolored flowers slowly turned into a unified white chrysanthemum. With the breeze blowing, waves of white flowers seemed to be waving to the returning soul.

The cardinal continued on, and soon came to the end of the valley.

Among the white chrysanthemums lies a magnificent cemetery.

Bailian-like waterfall hangs down from the entrance of the cemetery, and in the sound of rushing water, a white-gold rainbow light hangs over the cemetery.

This is the Holy Sepulchre of the Shining Church.

Inside are buried the popes of the glorious church, as well as the believers who have made outstanding contributions to the church.

It stands to reason that an archbishop of the East like the Duchess of St. Pros is not qualified to be buried in the Holy Sepulchre, and she does not seem to have made any outstanding contributions during her lifetime, but Pope Gregory personally issued an decree , agreed to let her rest in the Holy Sepulchre.

Obviously, the Pope wanted to use this to send a signal—

he is very angry!

Very serious consequences!

Entering the Holy Sepulchre, a group of Templar knights slanted out the spears in their hands and intertwined in mid-air.

In the resonance of the Holy Light, the whole valley reverberated with the sound of low and solemn prayers.

The cardinal walked out of the spear forest, stopped in front of a figure wearing a golden priest's robe, bowed and saluted:

"Your Majesty, Archbishop Kate's body has been delivered."

Pope Gregory nodded and said nothing.

The four knights carrying the coffin continued to move forward and put the crystal coffin into the tomb that had already been dug.

thump—

The bell rang again.

Pope Gregory took a few steps forward, stood in front of the tombstone, and said:

"Death is not the end, but another beginning.

Only when your limbs are possessed by the earth do you really dance.

Only when you get to the top of the mountains do you really start climbing.

Only when you leave this world can you shine like a star.

The Lord said, do not be afraid, go forward! "

thump—

The soil was slowly scattered, filling the tomb slowly.

The holy radiance rose from the cemetery, forming a straight beam of light that went straight to the sky.

After a while, the beam of light dissipated, and everything returned to tranquility.

In the Holy Sepulchre, the Templars left one after another, leaving only the Pope and the Cardinal.

Pope Gregory looked at the tombstone of the Archbishop of the East and suddenly said:

"Tournance, can you understand my anger?"

"I feel the same way as you, Your Majesty!"

Cardinal Turnance nodded calmly.

He knew very well that what really angered the Pope was not the death of the Archbishop of the East Territory.

Of course, the fact that the Archbishop of East Territory was brutally killed was undoubtedly a huge blow to the prestige of the church.

However, the death of an archbishop seems to be less important than that of the aristocrats in the East who misappropriated the church's exclusive "tithing" to offset military expenses.

For any organization, financial revenue is the top priority, the lifeblood, and the inverse scale that must not be touched.

And Archbishop Kate was able to enter the Holy Sepulchre to rest, naturally not because of how much she had contributed during her lifetime. This was actually a signal the Pope was sending to the outside world—

The change in the Eastern Realm, the Church will never let it go.

Just now this time...

"They are trying to break the foundation of the Glory Church. We must make a strong counterattack to scare off those guys who are just about to move!" Pope Gregory's tone was cold, and his eyes were full of undisguised murderous intent.

Tournance's brows furrowed even tighter, only to listen to him carefully persuading:

"Your Majesty, the invasion of the orc army is imminent, and the glorious empire... can't stand a civil strife!"

"I understand." Pope Gregory nodded, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest. "So, our counterattacks must be restrained, but they must be sharp enough!"

Turnance looked up at the Pope and asked, "Your Majesty, do you already have a plan?"

"Yes." Pope Gregory took out a scroll and handed it to Turnance, and ordered, "You set off as soon as possible and go to Winter City."

"Okay." Turnance took the scroll, and was immediately stunned, "Winter City? Isn't it going to the East?"

"No, the origin of the change in the east lies in the north, or more precisely, in the guardian of the north - Count Angele. Therefore, our counterattack should also target this person."

"Yes, Your Majesty! Your will will definitely be implemented!" Turnance bowed and turned away.

Pope Gregory froze for a while in front of the tomb of the Archbishop of the East, and then walked towards the depths of the Holy Sepulchre.

Until the end of the Holy Sepulchre, Pope Gregory stopped in front of an old tombstone.

Looking at this tombstone that has been baptized by thousands of years of wind and rain, Pope Gregory's face turned hideous.

"Look at what you've done! Is that what you want?"

Pooh!

A mouthful of thick phlegm was spit on the tombstone, just covering the name of the owner of the tombstone.

But as time passed, that name finally reappeared——

Peter Messier.

This is the name of the first pope of the Shining Church.

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