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In the secret realm of the Xuanyuan Sword Tomb in the imperial capital of Xia Country.

A majestic golden sword light broke through the restrictions of the mystic realm and shot into the sky.

All the citizens of Xia Country looked at the dazzling sword light that contained great power and burst into excited screams.

They recognized it. It was the sacred weapon of humanity that belonged to Xia Country, the Xuanyuan Sword.

Northern Europe, South America, Egypt, Babylon, Greece…

The ancient civilizations that had been left behind from the previous era were unwilling to be left out. The shadows of the various divine artifacts appeared one after another, shining with each other and showing their presence.

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From now on, you are the only king in this world. You are the devil king who walks on the earth. You are the embodiment of natural disasters. You are the savior of the world. You are the nemesis of the gods. You are the divine punishment of the world. You were born to stand above the clouds. You will eventually ascend to the supreme throne!

A person outside of fate! Announce your arrival to the world!

Everything in his eyes suddenly shattered, and the world spun. Ye Yan, who was in a daze, seemed to have returned to his mother's embrace. A gentle and delicate female voice was whispering in his ear.

Ding! Congratulations to the host for awakening the God-killing Blood! Bloodline Awakening: 10%.

The system's mechanical voice finally woke Ye Yan up.

He slowly opened his silver eyes, and a blood-red light flashed.

Ye Yan stepped on the ground and found that he had finally returned to Rome. The noise in his ears made him subconsciously reveal a gentle smile.

The human world is so good!

"System, what happened just now?”

The host's consciousness was pulled into the spiritual space of the Spear of Joangelus, and the soul fused with the origin of the Spear of Joangelus.

"How much time has passed?”

In less than a minute.

Ye Yan was about to ask something else when a series of explosions came from all over Rome, making Ye Yan's ears buzz.

If one looked down from the sky, they would see thick smoke rising slowly from all parts of Rome's inner Urban area. In just a few minutes, dozens of areas had been hit by explosions.

The closest place to Ye Yan was actually beside the square of St. Petersburg Cathedral.

A deep pit appeared on the street. Broken limbs, blood, and gravel scattered in the surroundings with the impact of the explosion.

With the population density of Rome today, the explosion just now had affected at least hundreds of people.

"My leg is broken, who can save me?”

An old man who was far away from the explosion hugged his broken leg and asked for help with difficulty.

"Cough cough! Daddy, I, I'm in so much pain. Cough, cough. Am I going to die?”

A cute little girl in a white princess dress asked weakly as she tilted her head and coughed up blood.

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There were many such incidents. Even though the Church's knights, nuns, and priests rushed over not long after and cast light spells, there were still too many people who died from their injuries.

"No, it shouldn't be like this."

Looking at these tragic scenes, Ye Yan couldn't help but clench his fists, biting his lips. Some things could only be experienced and witnessed on the spot.

Whether it was the terrorists from the previous world or the more infuriating cultists in this supernatural world, they should all be sent to hell.

No, the number of cultists he saw was far more than that. The explosions just now were only dozens of times, which was not worth mentioning compared to the huge number of cultists.

On the contrary, these explosions seemed to be used to delay the Holy See's manpower and make them run for their lives so that they could launch their real plan.

All of a sudden, a piece of news appeared in Ye Yan's mind. The current Pope Gregory IX would set off for the Freedom Federation in North America on August 15th for a one-week visit.

Today was August 17th.

Once the Pope left, it meant that the Knights Templar protecting the Divine Priest would also have to leave.

The headquarters of the Inquisition was not in Rome, so he could not count on it for the time being.

The Crusaders were scattered all over the world, and only a portion of the Crusaders in Rome were stationed here.

These were the three violent organizations of the Holy See, and they could be found online.

However, Ye Yan did not believe that the Church, which was the most powerful force in the West, would not have any other hidden forces.

Thinking of this, Ye Yan felt that he was simply eating a carrot and worrying about it. A Bronze Rank had no right to worry about the crisis of the Church.

The only people who had suffered indelible damage in this disaster were the ordinary people who were still wailing.

"Please follow the nun to the underground shelter in an orderly manner!”

"I repeat, please follow the nun to the underground fallout shelter in an orderly manner!”

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After hearing the announcement, Ye Yan was ready to follow the rest of the team to take refuge. If his small bronze arms and legs were in the center of the explosion, he might not have survived.

Even a silver-level supernatural being was killed on the spot just now

Before he left, Ye Yan took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the devastation in the direction of the explosion and uploaded it to the chat software.

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