Chapter 010: The Final Battle

"Why, why, why, every time, my plans, these people come and bother me. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The fat major slowly crushed the red wine glass in his hand and said slowly.

"That's probably why your purpose, Major, is too ambitious and too majestic. Standing behind him, tall and thin, with glasses on his face, but the lenses of the glasses were six lenses, the spider-like doctor said with a slight smile.

"Haha, you're really good at talking, doctor. The fat major's eyes reflected the light, and he smiled with satisfaction, and he took off his gloves that were wet with red wine, and then the doctor handed over the new gloves with great eyes.

The fat major put on the new gloves, and the metallic color inside flashed.

"Then, land, the final battle is about to begin. The Major waved his hand and said.

"Hey!" shouted everyone in the cabin as they raised their hands.

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In the battlefield, Walter, the butler, has completely lost his functions, and only Kaylar and Alcatel are left to confront each other.

The airship in the sky, with a huge noise, slowly fell, and hit the buildings in London very roughly, bulldozing the buildings that were already burned to the frame, and slowly landed in London, slowly landing in front of Kylar and Alcatel.

"Come on, Miss Intgula van Helsing!Come on, Silas Victoria!" the fat major was filled with a frantic voice, which filled the battlefield with the opening of the forward hatch of the airship.

"Come on, let's put an end to him, let's end this. He laughed.

Both women turned their heads at the same time and looked at Alcatel.

"Go, go, put an end to this, Intgula, Silas Viktoria, my master, my servant, here, for thousands of years of grudges, here, only my war remains. ”

"I know, I wish you good luck. Intgula Van Helsing gave Keral a solemn look, there was no hatred between them, but unfortunately, he was Alcatel's enemy, his old enemy, there was an inextricable hatred and fate between them, and this knot could only end with the death of one party.

And now, she is going to kill the culprits of the dead capital London, kill the last of these Nazis, kill their seeds, kill their last troops.

It's all coming to an end.

Glancing deeply at Kellar, Countess Antgula turned and walked towards the airship with her dazzling blonde hair.

By her side, she was accompanied by Alcatel's second-generation first fan, Silas Victoria.

Kaylar gave the two women a deep look, then turned his head.

"Well, two good women, right?!" Alcatel stretched out his hand and shook it weakly, with a smug expression on his face, ostentatious and complacent.

"They are my things, my masters, my servants. He looked at Kellar with a sneer, "And you, now alone. ”

Since that era, he has been envious, envious, envious, and crazy envious of Kailar's womanhood.

No woman of that era could escape the palm of Kailar's hand, not King Arthur, nor the emperor Nero he longed for, or Joan of Arc, the flower of France.

This envy and jealousy were carried to the grave, until death, until the resurrection, until thousands of years later, until now, all the way to his presence.

Now that Kylar was alone, he had a strong mistress by his side, a perfect maid, a contrast that was too glaring and too satisfying for his past grudges.

"yes, when I kill you, they'll be mine. Kylar raised an eyebrow, irritating Alcatel unconcernedly.

"You can't kill my sage! You can't kill me! I'm not what I was 2,500 years ago!!"

He went crazy in an instant, this world, crazy and irritable, Kylar's calm heart clearly recognized all this, and it was because the world was crazy that he had to be more calm.

"Two thousand five hundred years, apart from accumulating more lives, absorbing more humans, and then becoming a collection of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, do you have anything?" said Kellar's sword tip drooped, and the whole person smiled slightly, in a tone full of contempt.

"You're no longer the brave and fearless Dracula, you're no longer the martial arts knight, you're no longer the scheming Roman wall, you're just a wretched creature in the river of time, you're just a vampire cursed by time, you're just a wretched creature whose talent has been erased by time, you're nothing more than a ...... It's just a defeated dog......"

Khalal's voice became deeper and deeper, he was right, and it was because he was right that it became more and more pathetic, pitiful, pathetic, pathetic.

What a cruel torture, what a cruel punishment......

"Count, it's time to say goodbye," Kellar said softly, slowly raising his sword.

"That's right, I'm also disgusted with this kind of thing......" The fair-skinned man had a crazy smile on his face: "I'm tired of it too, but my stomach is also hungry, it's time to eat." ”

The river of death is gone, but the sea of blood is surging.

"Let me taste the taste of blood and the taste of life at the end. The man in red laughed maniacally: "But how many lives are in this blood? a million? or two million? How many times are you going to kill me? Three million? Or four million? Kellar Pan Dragon! Come, Camelot, let's dance to the end!!"

He laughed.

Kylar smiled softly as he watched the sea of blood surge.

"The final dinner? He took the sword behind his back, held it in both hands, and slammed it into the ground.

The light spread from the ground like a bright sun.

In the sky and underground, two huge magic arrays unfolded, and the light slowly sucked all the blood into the air, and then evaporated into nothingness.

"Well, it's all cleansed. Kiral looked at Alcatel lightly, the sword in his hand slowly pulling from the ground.

"Now, I don't have much magic left, and you don't have blood to replenish it. He shook the long sword in his hand, and the whole person laughed cheerfully.

"Come on, Alcatel, come on, Dracula, come on, Piercing Male, come on, remember how you fought 2,500 years ago, how brave you were 2,500 years ago!"

Kylar shouted as he drew his sword.