*Fap...fap...fap...fap...*
"Huh?"
*BANG! BANG!*
*drip...drop....drip...dripp...*
"Your holy grace. We have killed everyone in this branch and the others have completed their task as well."
Pope Joseph Maria nodded. "Very well, let us continue." He walked up ahead, his boots stained with blood as crushed the face of the man he killed.
Although the Pope held the supreme power in the Church and the Country of the Holy Theocracy. This did not mean a dictator would not have opposition and rebellions.
In the face of such an adversity, it was important and easier to kill everyone and replace them with loyal brainwashed men. This gave a guarantee.
The Pope stood in front of a huge glass as he looked outside. Two gigantic cannons at opposite ends, shaped in spherical structures with round walls with black spots that seemed to be made of a material similar to rubber.