Ember’s Gun

Chapter 615: night

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The Cathedral of San Gimignano is located on the Seven Hills.

Father Anthony stood on a high place and looked down. Even in the daytime, this city of faith was still filled with candlelight, and the sound of devout prayers filled the air, shrouding the place like mist.

It’s just that this sacred belief has a bit more steely and solemn meaning.

The streets were empty, with no pedestrians except for one fully armed Templar after another. Most of the residents were dismissed, and only a few devout people stayed behind to continue their unfinished prayers.

The entire Seven Hills was in absolute closure. Outsiders thought it was an inexplicable blockade, but Anthony knew very well that it was a state of war. All forces, whether it was the Protestant Order or the Templar Knights, were mobilized to approach and station at the Seven Hills.

Many people noticed that the atmosphere was not right, but they were not sure what was going on. It seemed that the new Pope was about to start a war, but the front line of the war seemed to be the Seven Hills. What was even more strange was that no one could figure out who the enemy was.

Now that the world war is imminent, it actually has nothing to do with the Holy Gospel Papal State. With the development of industrial technology, the ruling power of the Holy Gospel Papal State has been declining, and in recent years it has almost hit the bottom. Few people care about this once powerful country of faith.

There are no large industrial areas or sophisticated firearms here. All that is left here is faith, a foolish and corrupt faith, a faith that is worthless.

Many believers felt that this war had nothing to do with them. They could not think of any reason for the Holy Gospel Papal State to be declared war on, but they would probably never guess the true situation.

Not only can the Holy Gospel Papal States not stay out of this war, they are also the origin and core of this war. This is the final battlefield, but the curtain has not yet been raised.

All active demon hunters of the new cult were mobilized and gathered at the Cathedral of St. Naro to prevent any possible crisis.

Most of the demon hunters had no idea what was going on, but they obeyed orders and stood guard in the shadows.

Anthony withdrew his gaze. The past few days had been very peaceful, as if the coming of war was just an illusory lie. But unfortunately, he was one of the few people in the Gospel Church who knew everything.

He knew exactly what was going to happen next.

"You look worried."

Samuel came over, wearing heavy armor, the smooth surface gleaming with light.

"So what happened? How long are we going to be like this?"

He asked a few more questions. Samuel stood beside Anthony. After so many days of blockade, many people were extremely confused and didn't know what the new Pope would do.

Logically speaking, these demon hunters should be chasing demons all over the world, but now they are trapped here, wearing these fancy armors and guarding here like guards.

"There is a powerful enemy coming, but he has not come yet... but he will come eventually."

Anthony explained vaguely that he wanted to light a cigarette, but when he touched it, he found only one that was squeezed crooked and the tobacco was about to come out.

Lorenzo's message arrived safely at the Basilica of San Gonzalo, but the situation was somewhat different from what Lorenzo had expected. In fact, the new sect already knew most of the secrets, but not as detailed and clear as Lorenzo had described.