N-M Chapter 191 Storming the Holy City Cathedral
Chapter 191 Storming the Holy City Cathedral
Lin Jianguo's behavior
This undoubtedly challenges the Papacy's centuries-old plan to rule the world.
Paul was going all out to eliminate this uncontrollable factor.
Meanwhile, the Vatican was making continuous preparations.
Bad news kept coming from all over the Middle East.
Vatican Cathedral, Central Intelligence Room.
A dozen or so communications monks, their foreheads covered in sweat, typed away on keyboards, answering dedicated phone calls from all over the world.
"Report! Communication with the Damascus Hub Church is down! Life detectors indicate the entire garrison of knights has been wiped out!"
"Report! The Beirut branch has suffered a devastating attack! The last footage from the scene showed a massive fire, possibly remnants of the Qilin Fire!"
"Report! The Baghdad Temple squad was attacked; there were no survivors!"
One piece of bad news after another flowed into Karl's hands like a stream.
Carl's hands were trembling as he gripped the report.
He swallowed hard and turned to look at King Paul VI, who was standing in front of the giant electronic map.
"His Majesty……"
Karl's voice trembled.
"Based on the attack times reported by various branches, Lin Jianguo and his group are advancing north at an unbelievable speed. He... he's a complete madman!"
King Paul VI stared intently at the red crosses that kept flashing on the electronic map.
That was the foundation that the Vatican had painstakingly built in the Middle East for hundreds of years, and now it is being uprooted one by one.
"Bang!"
Paul VI slammed his hand down on the solid wood table in front of him, shattering it into pieces. Wood chips flew everywhere.
"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"
King Paul VI's face was contorted in rage, his chest heaving violently.
"Does he really think he can challenge the entire Vatican's foundation with just brute force? He's just showing off to me!"
Karl lowered his head, not daring to reply.
"How are the First Legion's preparations?"
Paul VI turned and glared at Karl.
"All troops are in formation. The heavily armored paladins have sealed off all entrances to the holy city."
Carl answered quickly.
"The Eye of Divine Punishment in the Underground Sanctuary has reached 80% charge."
As soon as Lin Jianguo's spiritual energy fluctuations enter Italian territory, we can immediately lock onto him!
"very good."
King Paul VI sneered repeatedly.
"Order the remaining units at the front not to obstruct them or engage them in direct combat."
Tell him to come over!
"If he dares to set foot in Rome, we can blast him to smithereens and purify his very soul!"
However, they were unaware that while they mistakenly believed Lin Jianguo was still wreaking havoc in the Middle East, Lin Fan and his group had already quietly approached.
10,000 meters above the ground.
A jet-black stealth transport plane is smoothly traversing through the clouds.
Inside the cabin, there were spacious leather sofas.
Lin Jianguo sat with his legs crossed, holding a steaming cup of goji berry tea in his hand, and cracking sunflower seeds in his mouth.
"Pooh."
Lin Jianguo spat out a sunflower seed shell, frowned,
"Son, these sunflower seeds are damp and not crispy."
Lin Fan sat opposite him, his hands behind his head, slumped in the chair as if he had no bones.
He rolled his eyes, speechless.
"Old Lin, we're off raiding someone's hideout. Can't you be a little more like the ultimate villain? Drinking goji berry tea and eating sunflower seeds, do you think you're on a vacation?"
Lin Jianguo took a sip of tea and said nonchalantly:
"You don't know anything. This is called strategically despising the enemy. You must conserve your strength before a fight."
Levi, who was standing to the side, walked forward respectfully with a tablet computer in his hand.
"Mr. Lin, Young Master Lin."
Levi swiped the screen and brought up a map.
"All thirty-seven Vatican outposts in the Middle East have been dealt with."
We, the Dark Night team, mobilized all our special agents in the region and used high-energy incendiary bombs to fabricate traces of the Qilin Fire.
"The Vatican's intelligence network is now completely paralyzed. All the reports of attacks they received were deliberately leaked by us."
Upon hearing this, Lin Jianguo put down his teacup and praised:
Well done!
Xiao Li, your efficiency is truly impressive.
That old charlatan Paul probably thinks I'm still eating sand in the desert!
Lin Fan glanced at his own father, feeling somewhat sorry for the man's shamelessness.
"You're treating Dark Night like free labor. Levi, you've worked hard."
Levi was flattered and immediately bowed his head.
"Young Master Lin, you flatter me. It is Dark Night's honor to serve the Lin family."
Night Owl, who was wiping his dagger in the corner, looked up at the father and son and muttered to himself.
This father and son are not only incredibly strong, but also incredibly filthy.
The Pope probably never dreamed that Lin Jianguo, who was "dominating" on the ground, was sitting on a plane drinking tea, about to fly over their heads.
Lin Fan ignored Night Owl's gaze.
He closed his eyes and sensed the activity within his mental space.
The giant crow was excitedly churning in his mind.
The tentacles, covered in eyeballs, waved wildly, conveying an emotion of extreme hunger and longing.
In the darkness, Lin Fan's Calamity Body also felt a faint stinging sensation.
This feeling is not a danger warning, but an instinctive reaction when encountering some kind of high-level energy entity.
"Old Lin, stop eating sunflower seeds." Lin Fan opened his eyes and sat up straight. "We're almost there."
Lin Jianguo paused, turning to look out the window: "We're here already?"
Levi glanced at the coordinates on the control panel: "Yes, we've entered the airspace above Rome. The Vatican is just ahead. However..."
Levi looked troubled.
"The Vatican has a very dense array of air defense radars and has deployed a large number of holy light barriers."
Our stealth technology can block conventional radar, but it is difficult to penetrate the detection of the Holy Light Barrier.
If we get too close, we'll likely be discovered.
Lin Jianguo waved his hand and stood up abruptly:
"So what if they found us! I wasn't even planning on saying hello anyway. Li, fly the plane directly over St. Peter's Square!"
Levi paused for a moment, then gritted his teeth and nodded: "Understood!"
Under the cover of night, the stealth transport plane ignored the bright lights below and headed straight toward the central area of the Vatican.
Lin Fan walked to the cabin door and looked down.
The magnificent city, hailed as the center of the world, was spread out before my eyes.
He could clearly sense that deep underground, an extremely large amount of energy was slowly gathering.
"Old Lin, it seems the Vatican is really planning to kill us both!"
As he spoke, he pointed down, "The energy fluctuations there are very strong; it's probably the Vatican's trump card."
Upon hearing this, Lin Jianguo's eyes lit up instantly, and all the muscles in his body swelled up with excitement.
"Whatever it is, I've wanted to get this idea for ages!"
He stretched his neck, his knuckles cracking like popping beans, "but due to the circumstances at the time, I was never able to do it..."
Lin Fan shrugged:
"Now you've got what you wanted, just don't ruin yourself!"
at this time.
St. Peter's Square, Vatican City.
Thousands of fully armed Templar Knights stood in neat rows in the square.
White holy light flowed across their armor, illuminating the entire square as if it were daytime.
Wearing a magnificent papal robe and holding a scepter, Paul VI stood on the second-floor balcony of the cathedral, gazing somberly southward.
Karl strode over and reported in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, news has just arrived from the front lines that churches in Ankara have also been attacked. Lin Jianguo is still in Turkey."
King Paul VI snorted coldly:
"You clown. Order the Underground Sanctuary to keep the Eye of Divine Punishment on standby. If he dares to..."
However, before he could finish speaking...
A deep engine roar suddenly came from overhead.
The holy light barrier that had been covering the square suddenly began to fluctuate violently, emitting a piercing tearing sound.
King Paul VI looked up abruptly.
The next moment, a heavy transport plane, entirely black and with an imposing design, suddenly pierced through the clouds without warning and headed straight for the square...
The entire room fell silent.
All the Templars were dumbfounded.
They held up their shields, staring blankly at the suddenly appearing transport plane.
"What...what is this thing?!"
King Paul VI noticed the "Dark Night" symbol on the transport plane, and his eyes widened instantly as if he had just realized something:
"How is this possible? How did they get here? The intelligence said they were in Türkiye!"
While everyone was still in a daze, the transport plane had already arrived at a position several hundred meters above the square, and the tail door of the transport plane slowly opened.
A burly figure appeared at the hatch.
Lin Jianguo held a loudspeaker that he had somehow found, and pointed it at the square below.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Sound check!"
The enormous sound, amplified by the loudspeakers, instantly reverberated throughout the Vatican.
Lin Jianguo cleared his throat and roared:
"Listen up, you men! You are all surrounded by me!"
"The elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, stand on the left! The young and strong, stand on the right! And you old charlatan in the tall hat, stand in the middle and don't move!"
"I'm here to wreck your ancestral graves!"
Arrogant.
That's incredibly arrogant.
King Paul VI was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
He pointed to the sky and roared:
"Open fire! Shoot him down! Shoot him down!"
Thousands of Templar Knights finally reacted, raising their holy artifacts and aiming them at the transport plane in the sky.
Seeing this, Lin Jianguo grinned. He casually tossed the megaphone behind him.
"boom!"
A blinding crimson flame erupted from his body in an instant.
The intense heat distorted the surrounding air to an extreme degree.
Without any hesitation, he pushed off the edge of the cabin with both legs and jumped from a height of hundreds of meters.
The crimson Qilin Fire left a long trail in mid-air, and Lin Jianguo transformed into a burning meteorite, hurtling towards St. Peter's Square with destructive force.
Inside the cabin.
Lin Fan watched his father's retreating figure as he jumped down and sighed helplessly.
"He's always so flamboyant when he makes an appearance."