New Punisher: I am a mass murderer in Marvel.

Chapter 193 Shattered Faith

Since newly transformed vampires will go through a period of confused and impulsive "animal" stage, even though Cohen and his team did not actively head towards the city center, they still attracted a large number of vampire attacks.

The battle was fierce.

On the other hand, in the Vatican of Europe, Cohen and the white-haired loli just walked away, but the turmoil they caused was difficult to calm down.

The Pope, cardinals and many devout believers are unwilling to believe that the God they worship is a person who would watch people die without helping.

So with the instigation of some people with ulterior motives, they held a massive prayer ceremony.

Led by the Vatican and broadcast through television cameras, all devout believers across Europe joined in the prayer.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Three minutes passed.

Ten minutes passed.

An hour passed.

When Cohen and the little white-haired girl landed in New York and fought the vampires, three hours had passed since the prayer ceremony.

The old Pope knelt on the ground, his knees were about to break, his whole body was trembling, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

However, the physical pain could not cover up the despair in his heart.

During this long period that seemed like three years, his faith was shattered a hundred times.

In a trance, he seemed to see his past self——

The moment of being elected Pope...

The moment he was appointed cardinal...

The moment I first arrived at the Vatican...

That moment when I was a teenager studying in seminary…

As time went by and his status grew, the purity in his heart became less and less.

He couldn't help but begin to wonder, could it be that God had already noticed his disloyalty?
So he refuses to respond to himself?
And the bishops around him, who are absolutely pure and loyal?

Is God disappointed in us?

or……

He was thinking in a daze, when he suddenly felt his throat tighten. He couldn't control himself, so he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, then fell on his back.

"The Pope... The Pope..."

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the surrounding bishops rushed over, trying to rescue him.

Because there were too many believers, the doctors outside could not get in and the Pope inside could not get out. By the time the noisy crowd slowly calmed down, more than half an hour had passed.

The emergency doctor finally squeezed in, but it was too late. The patient's pupils were dilated and there was nothing he could do.

The Pope, who had experienced decades of ups and downs, collapsed during a prayer ceremony.

This blow almost caused all Christians to lose faith.

This three-hour prayer was a complete failure.

Those believers with the deepest faith were on the verge of collapse, and the idea of ​​God destroying the world began to linger in everyone's mind.

At this moment, a person familiar to many people appeared on the TV screen.

Jameson, a veteran of the Daily Bugle, no one knew how he escaped from New York, but he appeared on major European TV news such as BBC and RTC.

His face was serious and heavy: "Dear kind people, we are facing an unprecedented disaster.

Dozens of major cities in the United States were attacked by vampires, and almost all of them fell.

This is something we could never have imagined.

It can be predicted that once the United States falls completely, these vampires will immediately spread to Canada and Mexico.

Then it was South America, Europe, Africa and even Asia. In the past, the Avengers could always solve the crisis, but this time, it was too sudden and the enemy was more powerful than we could imagine.

Not only the Avengers, but also the police and the army, we all tried our best, but we couldn't stop these hateful vampires.

But! But!
There is someone who can save us!
There are people who can save the world, why don't they do it?"

Jameson's voice was filled with anger: "If they are still sitting high up in the sky, watching us struggle and wail in pain in the face of the existential crisis of mankind, then what is the meaning of our faith?
If those gods are eternally indifferent, then why should we believe in them?
Gods are called gods because they have divinity!
If not, then they don’t deserve to be called gods!

But he is a thief and a burglar!

They stole our faith and gave nothing back!"

Jameson stared at the camera with hawk-like eyes, with a hint of tough determination on his face.

"If God doesn't love the world, then I want to say, fuck it!

You are no longer worthy of being my faith!
You should rot in a decaying building and be destroyed by the anger of the people!"

He raised his head, looked at the sky, and roared angrily: "You! Are you looking at us!

If you care about us, save us!

If you don't care, we won't care about you!
answer me!
Don't run away like a coward, answer me!"

His roar echoed in the sky, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

Many people watching on TV held on to a last glimmer of hope in their hearts.

God, we all pray to you so much, we all long for you so much, please save us, the lost lambs.

However, as always, there was no movement in the sky.

If they had not seen the invasion of hell, if they had not seen angels, if they did not know that the great hero Cohen was the God of heaven, most people would think this was normal.

God rarely performs miracles on earth.

But when Cohen, the outlier, broke the situation they thought was reasonable, these people finally couldn't hold it anymore.

God is not good, faith is useless!
Jameson lowered his head, and in front of the camera, he could be seen gripping the podium with his hands so hard that veins bulged.

Silence, the whole of Europe is silent.

After three full minutes, Jameson raised his head again and faced the hundreds of millions of viewers with an unexpectedly calm expression: "You see, the gods have made their choice.

I think it’s our turn.”

Having said this, he left.

No one knew what he meant by this, but the camera on TV changed and suddenly a sixteen-square grid appeared.

Each shot is of a famous, ancient building, and the common point among them is that they are all Christian churches.

Among them, Captain America Steve appeared in front of the camera in front of St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican.

He took off his iconic uniform and changed into simple clothes.

“I’ve done a lot of good things in my life, and I’ve done a lot of bad things.

But I believe that my heart has never decayed.

I have never insisted on doing something even though I knew it might be wrong.

Today, it's different.

All I ask for is for God to come down and save America.

If there is any fault, let me take the responsibility alone!"

At first, the people in front of the TV didn’t understand what he meant, but the next moment, something that shocked them a hundred years ago happened.

"Rumble..."

With a loud bang, St. Peter's Basilica, the world's largest cathedral with a history of thousands of years, was destroyed in a series of explosions!

(End of this chapter)