God obsession system

Paris, 18th arrondissement

As night fell, the neighborhood at the foot of Montmartre was illuminated with pale yellow lights, and the hustle and bustle of the day dissipated, leaving only the mess after the vendors set up their stalls.

As the capital of France, Paris is world-renowned for its romantic beauty, where modernity and history blend perfectly, revealing a different kind of harmonious beauty.

In a deep alley, two men wrapped in black windbreakers and top hats and holding strange canes walked forward slowly.

In the corner, several dark-skinned youths stared at the two with malicious intent.

"Damn, every time I come to Paris, it always gives me the feeling of going to Africa."

The man in black walking on the left looked only in his 20s, with a pair of sky blue eyes like sapphires, and a few strands of brilliant blond hair overflowing from under the top hat, which was still very dazzling even in the dark, and he was complaining in a low voice.

"I have already caught five thieves today. Doesn't your government care about it?"

"What do you do, do you want to count on those wastes who rode bicycles to the police? I thought you were used to it."

The other man in black didn't care.

"Dear Baron, Paris is divided into 20 arrondissements. The No.18 arrondissement itself is a gathering area for former colonial immigrants. The government needs to pay for its actions."

"Damn it, Dominique, why do you have to choose such a place every time you have a meeting, sit by the beautiful Seine, order a glass of red wine, and have a long talk with the beautiful lady all night, this is the life I imagined!"

The young man called Barron was full of depression.

"It's not a gentleman at all to play cat and mouse with a group of thieves in such a messy place."

"As you said, the meeting place was chosen here precisely because it was chaotic enough.

Recently, the group of lunatics in the Holy See of Light have been acting more and more frequently, far exceeding the expectations of the headquarters. We must find a safe place and bring the news back as soon as possible. "

Judging from the actions of the Holy See, the jihad that was expected to start a year later may be greatly advanced. The headquarters has already started contacting wizards from all over the world, asking them to return to Great Britain as soon as possible to prevent accidents.

In the depths of the alley, a small bar stood quietly, and the colorful lights at the door illuminated the road, which looked extraordinarily weird.

As the two approached, a faint smell of blood wafted over.

"wrong."

Dominic stopped, his face extremely serious.

"It's not right."

Before the words were finished, the closed front door of the bar slowly opened, and a man wearing full body armor, a red cross printed on his chest, and a huge two-handed sword came out from inside.

As the bar door opened, an extremely strong smell of blood rushed over.

Seeing this outfit, the pupils of Dominic and Barron suddenly shrank.

"Gabriel!"

The knight who was covered in armor turned around upon hearing this, and the two could clearly feel a pair of eyes staring at them under the visor.

"Baron Pendragon, Dominique Flamel."

An emotionless voice came from under the armor.

"I arrest you in the name of the Holy See for blasphemy."

Dominique sneered, the top of the cane flashed with brilliance, and instantly put magic shields on the two of them.

Looking around, there was no one else.

"Gabriel, I admit that your strength is indeed very strong, but you are a bit too confident to catch us by yourself.

In addition, when did the Holy See of Light have the right to judge others? "

"Starting today, the light will judge all heretics."

The knight's tone was still as cold as a robot, but what he said shocked the two people on the opposite side.

"Asshole, is the Church of Light going to start a jihad?"

Barron took out a knight's long sword from the gem on the top of the cane, put on a fighting posture, and winked at Dominic.

Seeing this, the man quickly chanted a spell, and countless auras of solidity, sharpness, strength, and speed were blessed on Barron's body, instantly increasing his combat effectiveness by a large margin.

Then, countless fireballs the size of human heads appeared around the body, all aimed at the knight in heavy armor.

In the next second, a terrifying holy light that stretched from sky to earth appeared in front of the two of them, instantly making them unconscious.

The same scene was staged in various European cities at the same time, and almost all bars, clubs, and apartments related to wizards were now bloody, like hell.

For a time, the wizarding forces in Europe suffered heavy losses.

Faced with the massacre of countless wizards, European countries seemed blind and did not respond. Only the United Kingdom sent a harsh diplomatic notice to the Vatican, but did not receive any reply.

The next day, the news that shocked the world spread to all circles of supernatural beings.

The current Pope Paul III of the Church of Illuminati announced that from today onwards, wizards will be defined as heretical forces by the Holy See and will be strangled throughout Europe.

The first jihad in modern society has begun!