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More than 70% of them are young widows from World War II.
The remaining so-called nuns were all women who had been transformed into vampires during the vampire attack on the city, but who still refused to drink human blood.
They depended on each other for decades.
Malena and these nuns had long since become a community of shared destiny.
And Renn did not deliberately separate Malena from the Blood Cross Order.
Anyway, Dragon Ball Island already has a maid corps.
Raine didn't mind that there was a female guard regiment in several places on the island.
However, both Malena and the Blood Cross Warring States need time to wear down and erase the ignorant faith in these people.
Whether it's dark blood power or holy light power.
Renn has no objection to the attributes of strength, but the purity and strength of the mind must be guaranteed.
Just as Renn was making arrangements and adjustments for Malena and the Blood Cross Order.
This is the city of Budapest in Eastern Europe at this time.
The boundary between light and darkness, the edge of justice and evil, an unprecedented city of chaos.
Inside a huge church.
Alexander Corvinus, with his 327cm silver hair and short stature, was sitting face-to-face with an imposing member of the Papacy in an office.
"General Kovinus, you must know about Krumlov's situation. Blood Cross members, wiped out!"
"Of course, Your Honor, thank you for the support of the Holy See."
“No, General Kovinus, you still don’t understand what I mean. Although the fall of the Blood Cross was also the Lord’s arrangement, the loss of the Holy See needs to be compensated.”
"Well, of course, the Golden Court Clan will relinquish the interests of the Bohemian region to the Papacy."
“Very good. Then, General Kovinus, no, Archbishop Kovinus, I hope you will continue your efforts and spread the Lord's glory throughout Eastern Europe as soon as possible…”
An unspoken negotiation quickly ended in a relatively uncomplicated atmosphere.
The imposing members of the Vatican quickly left the church and disappeared into the city.
Until the other party left.
A dozen or so people, each exuding a strong aura of darkness and bloodshed, finally appeared in the church.
One of them, with a fierce expression and an eccentric aura, brutally and ruthlessly sucked a woman dry in the church's main hall, under the watchful gaze of the statue of Jesus Christ.
The magnificent church sanctuary coexists with bloodthirsty, dark creatures, yet no one intervenes.
Snapped!
Just as Victor dropped the dried corpse in his hand, Alexander Kovinus slapped him across the face.
In an instant, Victor's entire face collapsed, smashing a bench.
"Father!"
“Marcus, get out of here! This is all the trouble caused by this wretched child.”
“Father, it’s not Victor’s fault. That’s how we all did things in those days.”
"Our way of doing things, hahaha, does that mean we kill someone's entire family and then keep them around like idiots, raising them as toys?"
"This...this might be a mistake, Victor's daughter..."
"Get out of here! A bunch of idiots! Open your eyes and look around! Things are not what they were hundreds of years ago. We were just pawns on the chessboard of the gods. When their faith returns, we should tuck our tails between our legs and behave ourselves, instead of pretending to be the big shots we were hundreds of years ago!"
Alexander Corvinus roared in the hall like an enraged lion.
I wonder if all my legitimate sons, illegitimate sons, and illegitimate daughters have been lying in their coffins for hundreds of years, turning them into a bunch of idiots.
Even the most powerful Dracula is behaving very gently and peacefully.
The faith in the gods is being revived and is returning.
At this point, why insist on going against the official human authorities? Do they still see humans as prey raised in the dark and ignorant era of hundreds of years ago?
Even Lilith, the progenitor of the Blood Dimension, wouldn't dare to be this arrogant.
They've probably never died fighting the gods, and have forgotten the history of being used as cannon fodder in the ancient wars of the gods.
Alexander Corvinus's roar silenced the entire hall for a moment.
For a long time.
William, his voice somewhat muffled, finally spoke: "Father, I can understand what you're saying, but why should we submit to the Papacy?"
“That son of a bitch Serena may have some power now, but I can kill her…”
William's voice, buzzing, seemed to make the entire hall tremble.
Hearing William's words, Victor, whose facial bones had returned to normal, looked even uglier.
That damned stinking dog, what does "deal with" mean? Is it mocking me?
Everyone here knows that Serena was raised by him as an adopted daughter. The other party must be mocking his status as an illegitimate child. He deserves to die.
So what if it's an illegitimate child? Aren't all bloodlines still incomplete?
boom!
Just as Victor was feeling resentful, Alexander kicked William away as well.
"You despicable and foolish bastard, all I asked you to do was to use the werewolf bloodline as much as possible to perfect your own bloodline, and you actually turned yourself into a werewolf."
"Has your brain degenerated into a dog's brain after being imprisoned for hundreds of years?"
"The return of the gods signifies the ultimate strength of humanity. The entire dark world will be suppressed or even completely exposed, becoming a trial for the heroes of the new era."
"Do you know how much I paid to eliminate the Blood Cross Order at this time?"
"It is the gold certificate trading market for the entire Bohemian region."
"Learn to believe in God and use His light and divine power to cover up the stench of blood on your body."
"If you don't want to be slaughtered like a dog in the future, you'd better use your brain."
Among the dark creatures in the main hall.
Marcus and William were Alexander's eldest sons and were his most favored children.
Now even William is being brutally reprimanded, and no one dares to speak up.
It took quite a while.
Marcus then spoke, "Father, we can understand your decision to side with the Holy See. But what about the Dark Council..."
Alexander frowned and said, "Don't worry, there are plenty of people in the Dark Council who have sided with the government."
"However, we should not give up contacting the Dark Council for the time being."
"There are all kinds of birds in a big forest. There are enough idiots in the Dark Council. Give up the profits of the Budapest black market and let them kill Serena and that Renn Sullivan!"
Chapter 150 The Black Market in the Inner World
Budapest, one of the most famous spy capitals in Europe and even the world.
The point where darkness and light meet, the true realm of chaos.
This city is in a state of unprecedented chaos, where people and ghosts are indistinguishable, right and wrong are blurred, and even the concepts of justice and evil are indistinguishable.
A city of utter depravity, yet possessing a strange kind of order.
It's a gray, chaotic zone that emerges from the clash between light and darkness—the underworld black market.
Wandering among groups of tourists in small groups.
Renn had Natasha and Serena on his left and right arms, listening to the two women's introduction to the city.
Malena, accompanied by several Blood Cross warriors, followed quietly and resentfully behind Rein and his companions, like bodyguards and attendants.
Now, Malena has more or less regretted it.
If only I had known that Rein was so powerful and influential.
She should have agreed to become his woman back in Český Krumlov Castle.
That damn scumbag.
You can't give up on pursuing a woman just because you fail the first time.
I'm easy to woo; if I had another chance, I would definitely agree.
Surely this scumbag shouldn't have to take the initiative himself.
A whole day of wandering around.
As the sun gradually set, led by Serena, Renn and his group navigated a secluded area of the city, winding their way through the streets until they arrived at a large iron gate that resembled an almshouse.
On either side of the large iron gate stood tall figures wearing black cloaks.
Meanwhile, on each of the gateposts, there was a gargoyle sculpture that was over two meters tall.
“My dear, this is one of the largest underground black markets in Eastern Europe, and even the whole world.”