The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

If one really wants to kill everything related to the church, then at least 99.9 percent of the country's citizens will have to die.

After knowing the destination, Arthur and Melina did not stop and went straight to an orphanage in their memories.

But not long after they started walking, they were stopped by a man dressed warmly.

The person who came was dressed very fashionably, or to put it more euphemistically, at the forefront of fashion, with a unique aesthetic that far exceeded the current era.

"This sir?" Arthur frowned slightly, looking at the man who stopped them with a little surprise.

But the man did not answer them. Instead, he pulled off the scarf that covered his face, and then took off the sunglasses that covered most of his face.

"Patriarch..."

"Shh, don't talk!" Seeing Melina's surprised voice, Patriarch Danny hurriedly stopped her, "Don't talk yet, it's not safe on the street now."

After saying that, Patriarch Danny looked around and found that no one noticed them, then he continued: "Come with me, I will explain it to you later."

After saying this, Patriarch Danny put on his disguise and walked straight forward.

Arthur and Melina looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

Chapter 269 Russian Orthodox Church

With Patriarch Danny leading the way, the two people behind him pretended to be following the same path.

After turning left and right, they came to an ordinary nursing home, which was an ordinary nursing home that was inconspicuous in the big city of Bucharest.

After seeing this nursing home, Melina's eyes sparkled. She had been here before as a volunteer, but this time...

I can only sigh that life is unpredictable.

The security guard at the door seemed to recognize Patriarch Danny after he was dressed up, and did not stop him. After seeing Arthur and the others, he just asked them to go in quickly.

After entering the nursing home, the lonely elderly people around them nodded to them kindly, and Arthur and Melina also nodded frequently in greeting.

Before long, they came to a large door with a sign on it that said "Exercise Room".

"Come in, it's safe here." Patriarch Danny said to the two people who followed him in, "We are all family here, so we don't have to worry about being discovered."

"Patriarch, where is this?"

"Huh, this is a stronghold, a stronghold where the remaining monks of the church gather."

"For some reason, those monsters let me go. When I woke up, all the members of the church had been slaughtered, and I... was helpless."

At this point, Patriarch Danny's tone dropped, and he looked a little depressed.

"But you, you survived. This is our only hope to turn the tables." Patriarch Danny's voice suddenly became louder. "I don't know why, but this is the only lifeline we can grasp!"

"The first thing I did when I woke up was to come to this nursing home founded entirely by our church. After communicating with the director, he already believed that I was the Patriarch."

"After all, when he asked me to come here to work, I personally agreed and received him, and he was also deeply saddened by the demise of the church."

"So, as he searched, he gradually found the monks who had escaped the disaster. Those monks are taking a temporary rest here because there are still two important people who have not been found."

At this point, Patriarch Danny stared at Arthur and Melina with sharp eyes: "And now, the two important people have been found."

"You should rest for a while. I will go talk to the dean and call back the monks who are looking for you outside."

"We can no longer stay in this country. We... need to seek help from other forces."

After saying this, Patriarch Danny left in a hurry.

After a while, some monks came in one after another. Although they were not wearing monk's robes, they should be the only remaining monks who could come in here.

Among this group of people, Melina suddenly found an acquaintance.

"Tina? Tina!"

The reddish-haired girl with freckles walked in alone in a dull manner, but when she heard the familiar voice, her whole body trembled and she looked up in disbelief.

Then her eyes gradually turned red, and she suddenly trotted into Melina's arms, sobbing softly.

"I...I thought..."

"It's okay, it's okay, we all survived."

Melina's eyes were a little red. She had thought that her best friend had also died in the massacre.

Melina hugged the trembling girl tightly and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, we are all alive, it's okay, it's okay..."

"But...but..." Tina said hoarsely, choking with sobs, "Bishop Yulia...Bishop Yulia she..."

Hearing this name, Melina shuddered, and Bishop Yulia, who appeared stern but was actually very gentle, also...

The kind bishop who had taken her and Tina to do the feather test, the gentle bishop who often took them to volunteer, the strict bishop who would punish them if they made mistakes...

Melina's arms tightened more and more, forcibly suppressing the grief in her heart. She couldn't show timidity or cowardice.

Arthur on the side did not come to comfort Melina, but watched silently. People... can only rely on themselves after all. Only by enduring all this can they transform and grow, breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

After a while, when her emotions had stabilized a little, Melina finally loosened her arms. There was no more sorrow in her eyes, only determination like a blazing fire.

But the redness in my eyes is still there, and it won't go away so easily.

After a long time, many monks came in one after another.

Then, Patriarch Danny and the director of the nursing home also came in.

The dean did not stand on the stage, but walked to the audience below.

The stage was originally used by the elderly in the nursing home to perform their own programs during festivals, but now Patriarch Danny uses the stage as a temporary podium.

A group of monks also gathered around, waiting for Patriarch Danny's speech.

It was already this time, and Patriarch Danny had already made his identity public, so everyone at the scene knew that this young man was the Patriarch of their church headquarters.

The miracle restored his youth.

"Everyone, you are all brave, strong, and Orthodox monks who are steadfast in their vows!"

There had already been a screening process when searching for the remaining monks. Some monks were terrified by the demise of the church, so they returned to secular life on the spot and never participated in church affairs again.

Afterwards, the monks who were found, after hearing the explanation from Patriarch Danny, learned that they still had to continue fighting against the vampires, so some of them left again.

Therefore, those who remain now all have an unwavering heart and the courage to fight against vampires.

"But Romania has been completely occupied by vampires, and the Lord cannot gaze upon it, so we need to find new help and new power!"

"It is because of my greed and my arrogance that the church has ended up like this. This is all my fault, so I must be responsible for my mistakes!"

"I will stay in Romania until those dark creatures are completely driven out!"

"Therefore, the monks who want to help me can stay in Romania or return to secular life. I don't blame you. After all, this is destined to be a road full of thorns."

Patriarch Danny slowly glanced at the crowd and raised his voice again.

"As for the monks who don't want to stay in Romania, I need you to go to Russia. I will find a way to send you out, and then ask the Russian Orthodox Church for help."

"We need the help and strength of our brothers, the largest branch of the independent Church, the Russian Orthodox Church."

“And we have also found two warriors of the Lord who will connect with the Russian Orthodox Church, bring the Lord’s mission, and then deal with the darkness in Romania.”

"It would be dangerous to stay in Romania, but it would be even more dangerous to go out and look for help, so I hope you will make a careful decision. Now is the time for you to consider."

After saying this, Patriarch Danny quietly walked down from the stage, and the people in the audience began to whisper.

"Tina, what's your choice?"

Melina suddenly asked, she only had one choice, which was to go to Russia for help, so she wanted to hear Tina's choice.

"I want to assist the Patriarch." Tina answered without hesitation, "This is the country where I grew up. I can't leave here."

"Really..." Melina smiled softly, "May God bless you and everything goes well!"

Chapter 270 Cactus Country

North America, the country of cacti.

As the fifth largest country in the Americas and the fourteenth largest country in the world, the Cactus Country is one of the ancient cultural centers of Indians in the American continent.

There are countless mythological civilizations here, including but not limited to the famous Olmec culture, Toltec culture, Teotihuacan culture, Zapotec culture, Mayan culture, Aztec culture, etc.

Of course, the most famous of them is naturally the Mayan civilization. After all, the Mayan prophecy is known to everyone. In fact, because of the huge business opportunities implied in this prophecy, it has been widely publicized by the media and film companies, and even gave birth to famous disaster films such as "2012".

Having said that, this has nothing to do with the Cactus Kingdom. After all, the Cactus Kingdom has been completely flattened since its defeat in the war. No matter what, it will just be a messed up country.

Who made its neighbor the White Eagle gangster?

Moreover, in history, this neighbor once occupied half of the territory of the Cactus Kingdom.

No one can bear this. It is understandable that the Cactus Kingdom just lies down like this.

All in all, Cactus Country cannot be considered a poor country. After all, their per capita GDP is quite decent. But the main problem is that there is a huge gap between the rich and the poor, and the poverty-stricken population in the country has almost reached 40%.

The gap between the rich and the poor is even greater than the gap between people and their pets. It can be said that some pets in the Cactus Kingdom live more comfortably and freely than the poor in their own country.

At least the pets won’t have to worry about food.

The upper class leads a crazy life of luxury and extravagance, while the lower class, no matter how poor and miserable, can still enjoy the pleasure of every day.

Now the world’s only good impression of the Cactus Country may be its chicken roll.

After all, many people in Cactus Country believe that selling drugs, stealing, cheating, and robbing are faster ways to make money, bribery is rampant, and money makes things easier and can solve all kinds of problems. Therefore, a distorted concept is also prevalent among the local people.

Without deception, there is no future!

"Carlos, don't you want to take a break?"

At the edge of the cornfield, several middle-aged men were resting, and in the field, another middle-aged man was pulling corn non-stop.

The corn on the corn stalk is wrapped in thick green husk, and the fibers at the bottom of the corn stalk that connect to the corn stalk are also very tough. It is very difficult to tear off the husk and break the corn cob. Usually, after breaking it for an hour or two, you have to rest your hands for a while before you can continue.

Otherwise, your wrist will be extremely painful when you wake up the next day, and you will have to take a day off to recover. Working hard without taking a good rest will be counterproductive.

"No, I know my limit. I can bear it for a while longer."

"Well, don't be so stubborn."

"I know, I know. You guys just take a rest."

The middle-aged man named Carlos responded, sweat streaming down his dark face uncontrollably, but his hands did not stop moving.

Because he had served in the army, his physical strength was much better than those who had not exercised, and his open clothes also revealed his good figure.

Apart from anything else, he still has eight-pack abs.

After a while, even a tough guy like Carlos had to stop and rest, because bending the corn was too torturous for his wrists.

"This year's harvest is pretty good. The corn kernels are plump."

"Indeed, it would be great if we could have such a good harvest every year. That way we would earn more money from the sales and have more left for ourselves to eat."

Because the Cactus Kingdom is the hometown of corn, this country is also called the Corn Kingdom, and the locals have a deep affection for corn.

Modern archaeological evidence has also confirmed that corn originated from a wild millet that grew in the cactus country and was cultivated by the local ancient Indians.

In modern times, the local people's corn planting and processing technology can be said to have developed to the extreme. The Cactus people were the first to cultivate and promote colored corn, such as dark blue, dark green, purple-red, and multi-colored corn with a mixture of red, yellow, blue, white, and green.

They have used one kind of food in many different ways.

Perhaps in the future, this country will be able to cultivate colorful corn, gradient color corn, luminous corn, and so on.

Just kidding, even the Mayan and Aztec civilizations were created during the process of growing corn.

There is even a local saying: "We created corn, and corn also created us. We are corn people."

"Well, don't think too much about it." Another thin middle-aged man who had been resting for a long time responded, "No matter how good our harvest is, we can only make so much money from selling it."

"Those big shots eat corn grown in high-tech vegetable gardens. How could they possibly buy corn from farmers like us?"

"That's true. I wonder what those big shots eat. Can they have all-you-can-eat chicken rolls every day?" said the middle-aged man wearing a straw hat made of corn husks with longing. The chicken rolls were spicy and chewy, but unfortunately a bit expensive. His wallet would not be able to bear it sooner or later if he ate them every day.

The citizens of Cactus Country in these poor areas have no idea about the lives of those big shots. After all, they don't even have a TV. They can only listen to what their fellow countrymen who have been to big cities tell them, and then they can imagine what life is like that they will never be able to experience in their entire lives.

Carlos, who was resting quietly on the side, did not say anything. After all, he was a soldier. Although he secretly left the team and came to this place for some reason, he still had some experience. He could only say that his companions' ideas were naive.

But after all, they were companions, so he decided not to attack them.

After a short rest, the group of middle-aged men continued to pick corn, which is not only their daily staple food but also their only source of income.

Although they can also steal, rob, cheat and sell things to make money, they all have families. If something happens to them, their whole family will be finished. Besides, they have no channels.

There are actually drug lord families in the local area, but... they definitely look down on them, and if you shamelessly try to join them, you might get beaten up.