Chapter 80: Holy city

The boundary between light and dark becomes blurred after the judgment day.
The world has turned grey since that day.
There is no longer pure black and white.
The only place in the world that has not yet been rendered in gray is probably the holy place in the hearts of all believers...
A country known as the "Holy City."
The countries around the country and the country have been affected by the impact of nuclear bombs. The city is really esoteric as a rumor, without any damage.
Radiation, viruses... These make it difficult for humans to survive in this world from simple, complete upgrades to nightmares.
But these have not happened in the Holy City.
As a result, the believers began to be enthusiastic. A new round of worship, saying that they are worshipping, is actually just taking refuge.
However, that country does not even have a city that is intended to be in the country... even if it is to accommodate the residents of the city around the country.
So those atheists who have no faith are excluded.
The Puritans in Britain and the Orthodox Russians were also completely rejected.
Only those who truly believe in the glory of the gods to give their bodies and minds to the gods will be able to step into this spotless land and be sheltered by the gods.
The ends here.
Van Helsing pulled his own brim, stepped on the dust and walked toward the depths of the street.
Although Fan Haixin is the archbishop, but...
"Let me admit that a young girl is nothing like a god."
After Van Helsing put the cross hanging on his chest back into his collar, he took out a pack of inferior cigarettes from the jacket pocket and pulled out a cigarette in his mouth.
"If it's a mature woman with 36D, maybe I will admit it... but it should be beautiful enough to make me fascinated, but it is impossible."
The street gradually came to an end, and a steel-cast door appeared in front of Van Helsing.
Here is the outpost battle built by the Italian and the country. A large number of rancid bodies were piled around the iron gate, giving the gray world a scarlet color.
Behind this door is actually a residential area, only to accommodate some so-called civilians who are not recognized by the gods. In the rear is the country's "Holy City".
But before entering the city, you must go through the inspection...
"Who is it?" Perhaps the soldier had not seen the living person standing at the door of the iron gate for too long. He looked nervously at the figure standing below.
"Hey, little brother." Fan Haixin raised his own hat and looked at the soldier with his gun pointed at him. The cigarette without the cigarette was shaking. "Can you borrow a fire?"
"Fan... Archbishop Van Helsing?!"
Obviously, the soldier is very clear about the leader-level figure in the church. .
"Open the door!"
The iron door made a rotten snoring and slowly opened.
Fan Haixin once again went deeper... At the same time, his eyes glanced at the streets around him...
Some ragged silhouettes of people shook in gray tones.
Fan Haixin couldn't even see the fear in their eyes, more of a numbness or despair.
I have been tortured by fear and hunger. I don’t know how long it has been, so that they have forgotten how to face the world...
The world is too depressed. Several soldiers are dealing with some dead bodies. It seems that they should commit suicide.
Probably not as good as being in this world like hell, it’s better to be free.
It’s too hot, boy.
Fan Haixin lowered his hat and stepped forward to the light in the distance.
The cross swayed a little.
Then the air that was dull to nausea suddenly became confusing...
The gray-white sky has also turned into a clear blue, and there seems to be a slight flash of light in the sky.
This is a square. After entering, there is an illusion that it has come to the last century.
People wearing black monks or nuns keep moving around...
No one has done too much stay, after all, it is an extraordinary period.
If you have a stay, it is probably only in front of the tall stone monument in the middle of the square.
A tall stone monument stands in the middle of the square, and some people dressed in a style that is incompatible with the surrounding medieval atmosphere, either kneeling or standing, praying in front of the stone monument.
"Thank God for..."
This is nothing more than the fact that they are sheltered civilians... the world here is really too different from the outside world.

Thank you for the gods.
After Van Helsing returned, he almost habitually went to the stone to draw a cross.
Anything that a cleric must do after returning here.
It is said that this stone monument was created by the gods, and the light is everywhere in every corner of the city.
And here is the "Holy City."
"Lord Fan Haixin..."
After Van Helsing’s prayers, a monk walked quickly.
"Please go to the cathedral, the council has already begun, you are already ten minutes late."
He lowered his head and dared not face Van Helsing. The church is a hierarchical organization.
"Ah, hahahaha... just went out for a lap, sorry, sorry... I will go right away."
Van Helsing does not have the character of a clergyman. He smokes and drinks gambling, and the night life of his sister, even no less than any rich man, is a priest who uses his commandments as his own code of conduct. Fan Haixin is simply unqualified.
But he is still the Archbishop, it is not about faith, the gods admit that he is the Archbishop, then he is...
After Fan Haixin dismissed the monk, he circled around the stone monument and stroked it with his fingers... and then looked at the blue sky.
"This kind of hypocritical scenery... When should it disappear?
Fan Haixin made a pistol-like finger and slammed the stone monument to the most magnificent architectural cathedral in the Holy City.
Fan Haixin reached out and pushed the door of the cathedral. Just after the opening, I heard the angry roar of a person.
"What are you talking about? The seal coffin was taken away?! Damn it!"
"Sorry! Archbishop! Sorry!"
In the hall, the statue of the angel is the most conspicuous thing. In addition, it is more conspicuous that a white-haired middle-aged man wearing a red pope robes is screaming at a man wearing a monk robes.
"Big Archbishop ~EbookFREE.me~ As a clergyman, you should be peaceful."
After Van Helsing walked into the church, he took off his hat... He looked at the middle-aged man who was roaring.
"Fan Haixin..." He threw down the monk who had already frightened his daring and glared at Fan Haixin: "I shouldn't believe you at the beginning! What to say to the private mercenary for confidentiality! How do you explain it to the pope?" !"
"How to explain?" After thinking about it, Fan Haixin suddenly made a very gentleman's aristocratic ceremony. Like the best drama actor, he said loudly: "That explains how..."

It’s said that the energy of the dark wall is almost exhausted, and the spare energy is robbed by the unknown wicked. After three days, the glory of the Holy City will be eroded by the outside world, and the darkness will cover the light. ! But don't worry, the Pope, our brave Archbishop, Lord Bailey, will do his best to protect you from falling into the dark! Everything will return to normal..."
"How could it return to normal! Why did the gods not find you as a judge, but let you become a bishop!! Damn, this is your responsibility!" Bellier really wants to smoke this guy: "And don't take us The Pope is a child!"
"It's a pity, Lord Bellier." Fan Haixin brought his cowboy hat back to his head: "Our Pope is just 11 years old this year, and it is indeed a young child."
PS: Recommended recommendation recommended! ! ! In the new week, I want to recommend it all over the place... Zhu Jun, don’t pick up the recommended ticket in your hand, let’s come over!