Crimson Interracial

The canonization ceremony of the church arrived as scheduled, and all the staff gathered in the sanctuary. The originally dark lobby was now filled with candles, illuminating the room brightly.

Wei Qi'ao knelt on one knee in front of the Pope, bowed his head reverently, and waited for his canonization.

The Pope first silently recited a bunch of spells to the statue, and then sprinkled some holy water on Wei Qi'ao.

"May the gods guide the people

Lead my religion to eliminate darkness

Where there is light is the home

lord bless me

Amen"

After singing the hymn, the Pope stretched out his index finger and tapped lightly on the rose forehead, and a soft halo appeared as if he had sensed it.Then the halo drew a beautiful trajectory in the air with the movement of his fingers, and the Pope's index finger rested between Wei Qi'ao's eyebrows, slowly pouring the halo into it.

Wei Qi'ao slowly opened his eyes, the amber eyes had a faint cold light.

He should have thought that the pope would not easily pass on the holy relic to him. At the beginning, the previous pope held the holy relic in his hands and waited until he was old to pass it on to the current pope reluctantly. Now he is still so young, enjoying the power and rights Double pleasure, no one will voluntarily hand over these to others.

Naturally, Shu Yin couldn't go to the church ceremony, he was just sitting on the steps of the door of the room, counting the stars, bored.

Because his thoughts were in a mess, he didn't notice a black figure approaching, and when he reacted, he couldn't dodge in time, and he was hit by a sap.

The moment Shu Yin fainted, all the thoughts in his mind turned into a sentence of cnm.

When he woke up, he found himself tied to a stone pillar. After struggling a few times, he saw the spiritual power flowing on the rope.

The first reaction was to look around at the furnishings, which were almost the same as his room, and it seemed that they were still in the church.It's just that everyone should still be at the ceremony at this time, and I don't know which fish that slipped through the net sneaked out to do bad things.

"Long time no see." A middle-aged man in a red robe appeared out of nowhere, with hostility in his eyes.

Shu Yin looked at that unattractive face, trying to search for fragments in his memory, "You are Xiao... Xiao..."

Seeing Shu Yin "Xiao" for a long time, Xiao couldn't figure out why, he opened his mouth to announce his family name, and then Shu Yin suddenly realized, and proudly called out his name.

"Chopin?"

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, "I'm Sean."

"Okay Sean, is there anything you have to knock me out and tie me up?" Shu Yin asked with a smile on his face.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm not reconciled to Bishop Wei Qi'ao's appointment. After thinking about it, you are the only one in the whole church who can feel a sense of accomplishment after being beaten by me."

"I think you misunderstood something." Shu Yin glanced at him indifferently, and just glanced at him, feeling immersed in ice water, exuding a slight chill, "Even the Pope dare not touch me, what are you capable of? "

Sean laughed wildly, his cloudy eyes were shining brightly, "Don't you suspect that you are the person in charge of the ruling if the Pope doesn't move? But... so long has passed, why hasn't anyone come to rescue you?"

Shu Yin replied without changing his face: "Do you think the court was exposed casually?"

"That's true, but it's too weird that the high-level disappeared without any movement..."

"What do you want?" Shu Yin lost her patience and her tone was not kind.

"Didn't I just say that?" As soon as the words finished, Xiao En slapped Shu Yin with a fierce look on his face, and a pink palm print resolutely appeared on his fair cheeks, "Since he is not in power, he is considered to be from the Tribunal." Strigoi, it’s not a big deal for me, a mere cardinal, to kill me, right?”

Only then did he realize the seriousness of the problem. Enoch and the others were far away in the sky, and even if they had a sense of bond with him, they couldn't make it through. Wei Qi'ao couldn't get away from the canonization ceremony.

Cold sweat gradually oozes from Shu Yin's forehead. Since becoming a blood race, every danger has been avoided, but this time, for the first time, he clearly felt that death was so close to him.

"After killing you, I will report to the Pope that you are a pure-blood, and then I can make meritorious service for cleaning up the darkness."

As Sean said, his expression twisted. Compared with the follower of light who claims to purify the darkness, he looks more like a demon from darkness.

He stabbed the silver cross into Shu Yin's heart without hesitation, and Shu Yin's heart was being burned, as if a flame was eating away at every inch of his skin, the pain made Shu Yin's face pale like a ghost .Sweat flowed down his forehead and into his eyes, the pain was so painful that he couldn't open his eyes, and he could only vaguely see the shadow of his teeth and claws.

Sean's preparations were complete. He cut his palm, blood flowed into the holy water, and then sprinkled all the highly reactive holy water on Shu Yin's face.

"Uh——" Shu Yin couldn't help but grunt in pain, clenched her sharp fangs hard, piercing her lips, exuding the fragrance of blood.The holy water poured on Shu Yin's body corroded his skin exposed to the air like sulfuric acid, and his whole body was emitting green smoke, as if he might turn into a pile of ashes at any time.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so quickly." Sean whispered in his ear, like a demon whispering, "How can the blood race have the right to die so quickly?"

Xiao En recited the incantation silently, and the scepter drew a circle on the ground, and flames burst out from the place where the holy water had just been sprinkled, burning more and more until Shu Yin was engulfed.

He has been so painful that he has lost consciousness, only his ears can hear the sound, and his nose smells the smell of burnt flesh, which is the breath of death.

Shu Yin thought that he might die at the hands of the Pope, or at the hands of Fu Cheng, but he never thought that he would be so useless that he would die at the hands of a cardinal.

He may be the most aggrieved vampire throughout history.

The flame was still burning, Shu Yin squinted his eyes and watched with difficulty that his hands and feet were gradually reduced to ashes, he finally chose to close his eyes and did not want to watch himself die.

In the end, he was still unwilling. The blood race was killed by the church with a holy weapon, and his soul and body were broken, without any chance of recovery.He thought, it would be great if he hadn't been embraced by Enoch at that time.Then he laughed at himself, he was a vampire himself, even without Enoch, he would return to the vampire sooner or later.

His fate was fixed from the start.

Xiao En looked at Shu Yin who was gradually losing his anger, and his body trembled with excitement. He had seen Shu Yin's ability before, but he never thought that he could kill him so easily. Fortunately, the Pope blocked his blood energy.

Xiao En was complacent, but he didn't notice any changes in his body. He saw the flames drifting to his side silently, and the moment they touched the robe, they burned violently. The fire was several times bigger than Shu Yin's, almost The whole house burned down.

He widened his eyes in horror, opened the door and wanted to go out, but found that the door could not be opened, he began to roll on the ground trying to put out the fire, but the flame seemed to be alive, sticking to Xiao En's body like a creeper. Can't tear it off.

"Ah—" The flames from hell burned through Sean's internal organs, he let out a painful roar, and after a while, he finally fell straight to the ground without moving.

A faint white light floated from Xiao En's charred body, which was his soul.

The fire that had already been extinguished, like a dog smelling meat, pounced on Sean's soul, and in the end, the soul was swallowed up by the flames with a silent cry.

Everything returned to calm, as if nothing happened.