Chapter 303 298 Heavenly Punishment; Nono: We Can’t Let Them Know About This, Right?

Chapter 303 298. Divine punishment; Nono: You can’t let them know about this, right?

The men in black windbreakers sat silently in the hall of the Catholic Church. In the dim light from the window, tiny dust particles could be seen dancing like unwilling elves. Everyone sat upright, with a soldier’s temperament emanating from them. When they bowed their heads, they looked like wolves lying dormant.

This is Tokyo, Bunkyo District, the Cathedral of St. Mary of Tokyo, the center of the Catholic Diocese of Tokyo. In the past, those who appeared here were devout believers and clergy who shepherded for God on earth, but today, this cold and even somewhat chilly building was so quiet that it seemed to have betrayed God and was therefore also betrayed by God.

In the huge shadow in front of the church, there was a signboard saying “Visits are suspended on religious days”. In the church, the replica of the masterpiece “Pieta” by sculptor Michelangelo looked like a god with a ferocious skeleton in the shadow. The Virgin Mary was holding the remains of Christ and making such a sad expression and gesture.

In the huge main hall, the blond and blue-eyed men who were obviously not native Japanese moved in unison and were silent like an army ready to go. Each of them had a bunch of bright red Flemish poppies next to them, half covered by the hem of their black windbreakers, like the blood of a dead person under the cinders. Under the poppies were short hunting knives and double-barreled shotguns placed crosswise. Obviously, this was a group of real thugs in suits. It was not difficult to imagine that they would tap dance, hold a lit cigar in their mouths, blast open the door locks of their enemies with double-barreled shotguns, break in and cut the other party's throat with a short hunting knife, and then tap dance away from the ruins.

This church located in Bunkyo District was built in 1899 and 1920. It is the city's bishop's cathedral and the earliest Christian church. The war destroyed the building in 1945. In 1963, the Archdiocese of Cologne, Germany, decided to support the Cathedral of St. Mary, and then this historic Catholic holy place was rebuilt.

But few people know that the bishop of the Cologne Archdiocese in Germany actually has a close relationship with the Gattuso family. The archbishop at that time graduated from the same university as the head of the Gattuso family. During the Second World War, the two sides had a very close relationship and exchanges. At that time, Japan, a strange land, was open to the world as a defeated country, and the mixed-race society also entered an unprecedented carnival. The Gattuso family had completed the reorganization of the mixed-race forces in Italy at that time, and was eyeing the outside world. Of course, a country like Japan, which can be called a blank sheet of paper, must not be let go.

At this time, the Cathedral of Santa Maria in Tokyo came into the sight of the head of the Gattuso family and the elders. They spent decades secretly maintaining this building. Even the Snake Eight Families did not know that the Gattuso family had already pierced a nail under the nose of Genji Heavy Industries.

The rain showed no signs of abating. The soldiers of the Gattuso family were all tense, but still hung their heads.

In the room in front of them, noble blood was flowing. They had to bow their heads because they could only be regarded as slaves in front of those two people.

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In such a place, there was a conference room with such simple but solemn furnishings. There was only a ray of light in the dark conference room. Caesar Gattuso seemed to be sitting alone at the top of the huge, long oak conference table, like a sculpture with a faint light illuminating its face in the dark.

According to the agreement with Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, at this time, he should be the on-site commander to control the deployment of the executive force near the Tokyo Tower.

Lu Mingfei rarely had the opportunity to show his tactical level in that team. The enemies he faced never allowed him to seek help from the academy or anyone else; Chu Zihang was not good at commanding, and he always picked up a knife to cut people. Only Caesar was used to mastering everything and taking every detail of a war into account.

The three of them all believed that this meeting with the woman from the Miyamoto family would inevitably attract the attention of the Snake Eight Clan. The Executive Department dispatched dozens of fully armed elites and allocated enough Frigga bullets to support a high-intensity local war. The original plan was that as long as Minamoto Chisheng appeared at the Tokyo Tower, the academy would immediately go to war with the Snake Eight Clan, and then the overwhelming Frigga bullets would drown Minamoto Chisheng and the Snake Eight Clan members he brought with him.

Then the trial procedure would be immediately initiated, and these unlucky people who were anesthetized would be sent to Chicago, and then they would be handled uniformly by the Board of Directors, the Elders Council, and the deans of the departments of Kassel College. Judging from the violation of the Abraham Bloodline Covenant by the Snake Eight Clan, they were almost destined to be found guilty, and within ten hours, everyone would be packed and sent to a sanatorium island in the center of the Pacific Ocean.

In this way, when Minamoto Chisheng woke up leisurely, he would be surprised to find that he was wrapped in a blue sky and ocean, with tons of sunscreen beside him, which could be regarded as a roundabout way to fulfill his dream.

There were only a few naked beauties on the island, most of them were black hunks who could compete with Dwayne Johnson.

But the ancients often said that plans could not keep up with changes, and changes occurred just when everything was deployed.

A Bugatti Veyron stopped outside the command room. Percy politely invited Caesar to the Church of Santa Maria for an internal family meeting. Caesar raised his eyebrows and said, "Can't you see I'm busy? What family meeting? Let those old guys wait!"

Patsy said that if you, Master, are waiting for Gen Yuan Zhisheng, the current head of the Sheqi Eight Family, you don’t have to wait any longer. Three minutes ago, the leader of the fierce ghosts, Dragon King Kazama Ruri, launched a sneak attack on Yuan Zhisheng. The winner has probably not been decided yet. No one from the Sheqi family will be here tonight.

Caesar's eyes twitched, he said hello to Chu Zihang and left the command post.

——In the darkness of the conference room, except where Caesar was sitting, every seat was empty. Only the ivory numbers embedded in the tabletop shimmered slightly, which was a deep and solemn green. On every chair The numbers are lackluster.

"If it's a remote meeting... Percy, tell those old guys that I'm ready." Caesar frowned slightly, his voice echoing above the conference room.

"No, this meeting is just the two of us, face to face." Another door leading to an unknown location was pushed open by the person behind the door, accompanied by melodic footsteps and clicking sounds like hard solid wood. The sound of hitting marble floor tiles.

Caesar lowered his head, with little expression on his face, but a look of impatience flashed in his eyes. Then he casually took out a high-end Cuban hand-rubbed cigar from the red cherry wood cigarette box at his feet, and cut the opening with the cigar. , use a slender match to burn the little stick.

"It's been a long time, Caesar. The family is quite satisfied with your performance in Japan." The newcomer walked over to the high chair facing Caesar and sat down. The high chair faced the numbers on the table. 13 immediately turned pulsing red.

"Then should I be grateful to my family?" Caesar put the cigar in his mouth, crossed his legs, and faced the man with a leering attitude.

"You don't need to be grateful to your family, because one day this family will belong to you, no, not just this family, the world will belong to you." The man said lightly, the sound of rushing water sounded, and the bones on No. 13's hand The porcelain teapot was lifted. Then a dark stream of water poured out and poured into the porcelain cup in the darkness. The visitor took a sip of tea silently and let out a long sigh of admiration. Then he slowly put down the porcelain cup, leaned forward with his whole body, and pressed the cup with his hands. On the tabletop, reveal your face from the darkness.

Frost Gattuso, acting head of the Gattuso family.

"How will our industry on Wall Street operate without you, dear uncle?" Caesar seemed to be joking, but his tone was as cold as the biting cold wind.

"Some things are far more important than the family's industry, and some things are even far more important than the current family. For example, you, Caesar, as long as it is for you, we will even give everything the Gattuso family has." Fross Special said.

Caesar's fingers trembled vaguely.

"Why did you come to Japan? Has the family decided to become independent from the academy administratively and militarily? Are you here at a time like this?"

"Soon there will be an amazing war in Tokyo. Some people think that war will usher in a new era, so I'm here to witness the birth of this new era." Frost said disdainfully, "The eight Sheqi families don't count. What, the fierce ghosts are nothing, the Dragon King may have been involved in this farce. The execution department can't do anything about it, but I think we can."

Caesar's pupils shrank slightly, "Dragon King?" he asked.

"We don't know which Dragon King it is yet, but we have made a lot of preparations for this day... EVA, log out of the network system, terminate all means of monitoring this room, and show one of our final weapons... Divine Punishment. "

A huge virtual screen appeared in the middle of the conference table. It was a meaningless fluorescent blue light screen at first, and then the light screen suddenly dimmed, and the huge screen that lit up displayed an aerial view of the entire earth, as seen from space. In the bird's eye view, Japan, or more specifically Tokyo, is marked in bold red.

The cold and ferocious human creation in orbit at an altitude of one thousand and twenty kilometers slowly turned and passed through the darkness. Some machinery in its body was undoubtedly running, and then the entire satellite began to vibrate slightly.

After a few seconds, something broke away from it and fell straight to the ground, wrapped in dark golden light. The slender object entered the atmosphere and turned into a fire several hundred meters long. Its light illuminated the night sky, as if the sun had risen early. The fire touched the ground without making any sound. Cross-shaped cracks appeared on the blue planet. Flames of tens of thousands of degrees were burning. A violent shock wave swept everything, turning dozens of kilometers in radius into coke.

"Space-based kinetic energy weapon?" Caesar sneered, but finally couldn't hold back the sound of ridicule, "Can the energy of this thing falling down really exceed the energy of sending it up?"

Frost was not angry. He was used to Caesar's arrogance and just shrugged.

"The Sword of Scourge is a metal rod about 6 meters long made of high-density tungsten, manganese and uranium. They are released from space and fall to the ground completely relying on gravity. The tail is responsible for adjusting the orbit. When they reach the ground, their kinetic energy It is no less than a small nuclear weapon, which can penetrate any underground bunker, explode with high temperature and heat in an instant, and the coverage of the shock wave can reach several square kilometers. "Of course, this is just the principle that we will declare to the outside world, it can really do it." The reason for being used as a dragon-slaying weapon is...unparalleled alchemy."

Caesar realized something. He pulled back the video bar he had just seen and returned to the simulation when the Sword of Scourge was released and passed through the atmosphere.

The surface of that thing was indeed covered with dark golden light.

"We can't embed the world's most powerful alchemical matrix into such a small weapon like the Seven Deadly Sins, but we can compress a certain word spirit that has been released in a special way and store it in a medium. Release it, the word spirit explodes, and everything ends. It's that simple." Frost said.

"What word spirit is embedded in the inside of the condemnation?"

"Rhine, the family spent decades to create six such tungsten rods... For this reason, we searched all over Asia and Europe to find six hybrids who can release Rhine's word spirit. Their sanity is on the verge of collapse due to the excessive bloodline. Before they died, they released the word spirit that they had never used in their lives in a specific area." Frost stood up, his crutches still on one end of the conference table, but he had already come behind Caesar, holding the young man's shoulders with both hands, "Remember, the name of this system is Da The Sword of Damocles, the ultimate authority of the Heavenly Punishment at the beginning of its design was in the hands of two people, one was Pompey, and the other was you. I have let EVA invade the Sword of Damocles, and Pompey's authority is now far lower than yours. Only you are qualified to master such power... But what I want to say is that if one day you face the choice of whether to launch the Heavenly Punishment against the Dragon King, don't hesitate, press the launch button, even if you have to pay many lives for it, it doesn't matter, all the sins will be borne by me. "

Caesar still held a cigar in his mouth, he stared at the cane silently, and didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"If there is such a day, I won't hesitate, uncle, and the so-called sins don't need you to bear them. My pride will make me stand on the trial stand and be judged." Caesar said, "You said that this kind of thing is just one of our ultimate weapons, what about other weapons?"

"Look at your feet." Frost touched Caesar's head, and Caesar was rarely angry, because this was really just a touch from an elder to a younger generation.

He looked at his feet obediently.

"Gaia's wrath, the wrath that can kill the White King... comes from human beings." Frost said faintly.

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"Where are we going, Senior Sister?" Lu Mingfei put his hands behind his neck and looked up at the rainstorm covering the sky.

Even a beast like the Hummer can hardly survive in this kind of weather. As the number of cars on the road gradually decreased, they were finally able to drive at a normal speed on the long streets of Tokyo.

"Let's find a hotel that's still open. Don't you want to see the legs? Let's take a look secretly." Nono blinked, her long eyelashes trembling, "We can't let Xia Mi and the others know about this, right?"