The line between light and dark becomes blurred after Judgment Day.
The world has turned gray since that day.
There is no more pure black and white.
The only place in the world that has not been rendered gray is probably the holy place in the hearts of all believers...
A country called "Holy City".
The surrounding countries of Italy and the country were all affected by the impact of the nuclear bomb, but the city did not suffer any damage as if it had been mysteriously protected as rumored.
Radiation, viruses... These make the difficulty of human survival in this world from simple and complete upgrade to nightmare difficulty.
But none of these appeared in the "Holy City".
As a result, believers became fanatical, and a new round of pilgrimage was said to be pilgrimage, but in fact it was just a refuge.
But that country is not even as big as a city in Italy... Even if it can accommodate the residents of the surrounding cities of Italy, it can't be done.
So those atheists who have no faith are excluded.
British Puritans and Russian Orthodox Christians were also completely rejected.
Only those who truly believe in the glory of the gods and give their body and mind to the gods can step into this spotless land and get the protection of the gods.
The bullshit ends here.
Van Helsing pulled the brim of his hat, stepped on the dust, and walked deep into the street.
Although Van Helsing is the archbishop, but...
"It's completely unacceptable for me to admit that a young girl is a god or something."
After Van Helsing put the cross hanging on his chest back into his collar, he took out a pack of low-quality cigarettes of an unknown brand from his coat pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
"If it was a mature woman with 36D, maybe I would admit it...but it would have to be beautiful enough to make me swoon, but that's impossible."
The street gradually came to an end, and a gate made of steel appeared in front of Van Helsing.
This is an outpost built by the Italian government. A large number of rotting corpses have been piled up around the iron gate, giving this gray world a tinge of scarlet.
Behind this gate is actually a residential area, which only accommodates some so-called civilians who are not recognized by the gods. Behind this is the "holy city" of the country of Yihe.
But before entering the city, one has to go through the inspection...
"Who is it?" Maybe the soldier hadn't seen a living person standing at the gate of this iron gate for too long, and he looked nervously at the figure standing below.
"Hey, little brother." Van Helsing raised his hat brim and looked at the soldier pointing at him with a gun above him. The unlit cigarette butt trembled: "Can I borrow a fire?"
"Fan... Archbishop Van Helsing?!"
Obviously, this soldier is very aware of this leader-level figure in the church. .
"Open the door!"
The iron door slowly opened with a decaying creak.
Van Helsing walked deep again... and at the same time his eyes scanned the surrounding streets...
Ragged and unkempt figures swayed in gray tones.
Van Helsing couldn't even see fear in their eyes, it was more of a numbness, or despair.
Tortured by fear and hunger for an unknown amount of time, they have already forgotten how to face the world...
This world is too depressing, a few soldiers are dealing with some dead bodies, it seems that they should have committed suicide.
Probably better to be free than to stay in this hellish world.
You've gone too far, boy.
Van Helsing lowered the brim of his hat, quickened his pace and walked towards the distant light.
The cross made a slight sound.
Then the air that was so dull and nauseating suddenly became piercing...
The gray-white sky also turned into a clear azure blue, and there seemed to be some glimmers of light flashing in the sky.
This is a square. After entering, there is an illusion of coming to the last century.
Figures in black monk or nun clothes kept coming and going...
No one stayed too long, after all, this is an extraordinary period.
If there is a stay, probably only in front of the tall stone tablet in the center of the square.
A tall stone monument stands in the center of the square. Some people dressed in incompatible with the surrounding medieval atmosphere, either kneeling or standing, praying in front of this stone monument.
"Thank God..."
It's nothing more than that, they are sheltered civilians... The world here is really different from the outside world.
"Thank the gods." After Van Helsing returned here, he almost habitually walked up to the stele and made a sign of the cross.
It was something that any clergyman had to do after returning here.
It is said that this stele was created by the gods, and it is from here that the holy light spreads throughout every corner of the city.
And here is the "Holy City".
"Honor Van Helsing..."
After Van Helsing finished praying, a monk walked quickly beside him.
"Please go to the cathedral, the parliament has already started, and you are ten minutes late."
He lowered his head, not daring to face Van Helsing, the church is a strictly hierarchical organization.
"Ahahahaha... I went out for a stroll just now, sorry, sorry... I'll go right away."
Van Helsing did not have the character that a clergyman should have at all. He smoked, drank, gambled and picked up girls, and his nightlife every night was no worse than any rich playboy. As a clergyman who took discipline as his code of conduct, Van Helsing was not qualified at all.
But he is still the archbishop, this has nothing to do with faith, if the gods recognize him as the archbishop, then he is...
After dismissing the monk, Van Helsing circled around the stele, gestured with his fingers... and then looked towards the blue sky.
"This hypocritical scenery... should disappear sometime.
After Fan Helsing made his fingers into a pistol shape, he lightly 'bang' on the stele, and immediately ran towards the cathedral, the most magnificent building in the "Holy City".
Van Helsing stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the cathedral. The moment he pushed it open, he heard an angry roar.
"What did you say? The sealed coffin was taken away?! Damn it!"
"Sorry! My lord! My utter apologies!"
In the hall, the statue of the angel is the most conspicuous thing, and the more conspicuous one is probably the white-haired middle-aged man in a red Pope's robe grabbing a man in a monk's robe and roaring.
"Archbishop Beryl, as a clergyman, you must treat others peacefully."
After Van Helsing entered the church, he took off his hat... and looked at the roaring middle-aged man teasingly.
"Van Helsing..." He dropped the frightened friar and glared at Van Helsing: "I shouldn't have believed you back then! What did you say that you were escorted by a private mercenary team to keep it secret! How should you explain it to the Pope now?!"
"How to explain?" After thinking about it for a while, Van Helsing suddenly made a very gentlemanly aristocratic salute, just like the best drama actor, and said loudly: "How about explaining like this..."
"Let's just say... the energy of the Wall of Chasing Darkness is nearly exhausted, and the spare energy has been robbed by unknown villains. After three days, the brilliance of the "Holy City" will be eroded by the filth of the outside world, and the darkness will cover the light! But don't worry, my lord, our brave Archbishop Beryl will risk his life to protect you from falling into darkness! Everything will go back to normal…”
"How could it be possible to return to normal! Why didn't the gods discover you, a religious believer, but let you become a bishop!! Damn, this is all your responsibility!" Beryl really wanted to smack this guy: "And don't treat our Pope as a child!"
"What a pity, Your Excellency Beryl." Van Helsing put his cowboy hat back on his head: "Our Lord Pope has just turned eleven years old this year, and he is indeed an underage child."
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