Creation: I Am Azathoth

The news that the angel and the Virgin conceived the Son was spread wildly on various websites.

When the president of the pasta country heard the news, his face blushed immediately, he drew a cross on his chest, and murmured:

"Praise be to my Lord!"

Vatican, the holy city of Catholicism, is just in the territory of pasta country.

If the Messiah comes, Spaghetti Nation will be the biggest beneficiary.

The president of the pasta country is in a much better mood.

A few days ago, a giant dragon rushed out of Mount Etna in the pasta country and ran to the neighboring country to deliver welfare, which made him very angry.

If he didn't feel that he couldn't fight, he even wanted to order fighter planes to bring the dragon back.

After the excitement, the President of Pasta Nation immediately ordered:

"Immediately send someone to get in touch with the Pope, and congratulate them for their pious response from the Lord."

"And provide maximum help, give what is asked for! 20"

"Remember, be polite!"

"Call a high-level meeting immediately."

"Closing foreign passages, strictly guarding the border, and maintaining law and order.

"I don't want to cause national unrest because of this incident."

"do you understand?"

The secretary on the side nodded, put the document on the table, and said:

"Understood, Mr. President."

Seeing this scene, Su Ying couldn't help but feel sad for the President of the Pasta Country.

"The president of Spaghetti Nation wants the Messiah on his back.

"It is indeed a good thing to have the shelter of the Messiah."

"But we have to survive this disaster."

"God is a troublemaker, you know."

"First, find a way to deal with Cain's army of vampires!"

"It's just that human technology wants to face the army of vampires, so it's a bit difficult for them.

"Let me think about it... pinch a little historical celebrity to help Pasta Nation."

"Add some color to the show!"

"Joan of Arc!"

"Saint Martha!"

"Since your main recovery, you naturally can't fall behind!"

Su Ying's will moved slightly.

The bodies of the two young girls took shape quickly.

Just fabricating a hero-level character, not a god-level existence, does not need to spend so much effort.

For the soul, it is enough to enter the procedural personality.

It only took more than an hour for the two girls to open their eyes and be thrown into the world by the Supreme God.

At the same time, in the small forest castle in the south of the pasta country.

The rest of the green-haired anchor Duke's companions have been turned into mummies.

In the basement full of blood, there was a strong smell of blood, which made people retch.

Duke looked at the elegant vampires around him slowly sucking blood, and couldn't help feeling his scalp go numb.

Duke hugged his legs and huddled in the corner, desperately begging the group of vampires to eat and let him go.

In the center of the basement, a young man with blond hair and white skin held blood in a glass, tasting it elegantly and calmly.

The vampires around him respect and fear him.

Because he is Cain, the ancestor of vampires.

Cain came to Duke, stretched out the glass half full of blood, and asked with concern and evil in his tone:

"Are you hungry? Have some drink? Very sweet."

Duke immediately shook his head and said tremblingly:

"No...no, master vampire...no, father vampire, ancestor vampire!"

"I have an old man and a young man, please forgive me!"

Cain frowned, looked at the trembling Duke and said:

"Do I look scary?"

"Do I look, like a monster?"

Just as Duke wanted to deny it, he felt himself being lifted up very lightly.

Then, he found his body fell to the ground.

It turned out that his entire head was sent out by Cain.

Blood gushed out from the neck, and the vampires around were reveling.

Cain threw Duke's head on the ground with disgust on his face.

He hates when others are afraid of him.

He hates being treated like a monster.

Because when God cursed, he cursed Cain to be a monster wandering the earth forever, a man-eating beast.

It took three hundred years for Cain to regain his sanity.

That period of unexamined times was Cain's inner nightmare.

At this time, an earl-level vampire with a broken arm walked into the basement.

Vampires have a super self-healing ability, let alone earl-level vampires.

If there is no corresponding 320 magic attack, even if the head is cut off and the heart is dug out, it can be healed quickly.

However, the broken arm of the vampire could not heal itself, exuding blood.

The broken-armed vampire looked pained, and walked up to Cain and whispered a few words in Cain's ear.

Cain stood up and shouted loudly to the hundreds of vampires in the basement:

"Damn God, He sent angels to guard Our Lady."

"He wounded one of our fellow earls!"

"He wants to let the Messiah be born smoothly! Let the holy light cover us again and burn our flesh and soul!"

"How can we let him succeed?!"

"Come on! Warriors! Let's party!"

"Let the proud God taste the taste of failure!"

"Rush out! Create our companions!"

"Let us meet in the Holy City!"

"Create millions of blood slaves, let us break through the Holy City together, and taste the blood of the Holy Son and the Virgin!"

"Build our blood empire!"

After the words fell, hundreds of vampires rushed out of the basement, including two true ancestors of vampires.

In the pasta country at night, many red eyes appeared. .