Chapter 005 is alive

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The Vatican's Army.

An army of vampires.

Arrays, battle formations, battles in the main square.

It's like preparing for something, welcoming something.

In the sky, the red figure fell, high, fast, like a cross.

The man in the red cloak, with his hands outstretched, holding two exaggerated pistols, fell like a cross, and his scarlet eyes and open fangs all revealed who was coming.

In the sky, countless golden Bible verses fell, like rain, and along with the golden scriptures, there was also the majestic man.

A middle-aged man who is more than two meters tall like a bear, with a cross pendant on his chest, round glasses on his face, and a sword in his hand.

The storm swept everyone suddenly, and in the sky, a tall, burly silver-haired man fell with the storm, and he looked like a dead man crawling out of a coffin in World War II in his coat.

"The Third German Reich, the Panzergrenadier combat unit, the last brigade remnants of five hundred and seventy-two people. ”

"The remnants of the Ninth Crusade in the Roman Catholic Vatican Papal Hall are two thousand eight hundred and seventy-five. ”

"HELLSING, THE INSTITUTION OF THE ROYAL ANGLICAN ORDER OF THE BRITISH EMPIRE, REMNANTS OF THE ARMY, THREE. ”

"Actors, it's all on the stage, it's time to unveil ......"

Standing at the top of the airship, looking down at the burning earth, the blond fat major's swollen eyes reflected the firelight, but his voice stopped abruptly when he saw a man.

It was a man in silver armor, carrying a sword, and slowly walked into the battlefield, in the battle array, in the middle of the war.

The silver-haired and silver-armored man in the whirlpool was so eye-catching, and at this moment, the eyes of all the people in the battlefield of three thousand people were cast on that man's body.

"It's not ...... It's not ...... My eternal enemy, my lifelong rival ......" The man in red showed a surprised expression on his face, happy, inspired, happy, one of which cannot be described in ten thousand words, and his excitement, even the fat major in the sky, could clearly feel the pleasure.

"My friend, Kylar Pan Dragon!" he said loudly, laughing with open hands.

"It's not, it's not ...... Isn't this my loyal lackey of the Roman Emperor, the Count of the Roman Empire, the Piercing Duke, Dracula!!" Kellar laughed and walked over.

Bang!

The red-clad vampire didn't hesitate to shoot.

The silver-haired man raised his sword, slashed forward, stabbed forward, stabbed, dazzling sparks bloomed on his blade, and then the severed bullet instantly knocked the vampires and crusaders on both sides to the ground with greater kinetic energy.

The two of them were torn apart by the rolling bullets in an instant, a large hole appeared, and then the vampire was instantly destroyed, and the crusader was half broken, not immediately dead, wailing and screaming.

No one cared about these two men, and Kellar saw them attacking civilians, and none of the people standing here were innocent, and none of them were not worthy of death.

"Hahahaha, perfect! perfect! butler!" The long-haired man in red laughed and asked: "How is it, sage, what you invented, it's so easy to use, it's really great, the latest model of Gasl, Jackal! The total length is 39cm, the weight is 16kg, the number of rounds is 6, the caliber is 13mm, the bullet shell is made of sterling silver special alloy processing, the inside is filled with the Marbers chemical cartridge NNA9, and the baptism mercury warhead is assembled, look at the power, look at the efficiency of killing." ”

"How's it going, sage, do you regret making this thing, do you regret making this thing?"

Kellal's hand trembled slightly, the shot just now was too powerful, the 13mm pistol, even if the attack distance was only fifty meters, was still like a small cannon, even if it was him, even if it was a sword with Mithril, it was definitely very difficult to cut through that kind of thing.

But I don't know why, and that's what Kellar did.

His magic is too little, and he has to be careful to use it sparingly.

"Regret?" the silver-haired, lightly armored man laughed.

"Why regret it? I relied on this to defeat the invincible Romans, oh, by the way, it's you, as if your army was also defeated by my men?" said Kellar, raising a hand, with a very struck expression.

"Tsk...... Sage ......"

"Forgive me for taking the plunge. In the sky, the huge airship slowly approached, and the man with a nasty voice asked in a polite voice.

"Who are you? The little boy standing next to the fat major looked at the major with a surprised expression, who had never shown such an angry expression, and his whole body trembled.

How to allow, how to allow, how to allow! How to allow someone to rush up and interrupt the opera at the best moment!

Who is this man, where is this man from, why is this man here, why does he know Alcatel, and he calls out his real name.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha, hahahaha......" The man in red laughed as he covered his face.

"Major, Major, Major, haven't you found out who he is, even if I say so much, even if the equipment on his body is so conspicuous, even if his legend has been sung for thousands of years, even if he is the old enemy of your Vikings, even if he has conquered the whole of Rome, even if he has become the ruler of the whole continent, you still don't know who he is?"

"Hahaha, hahahaha, sage, sage, sage, look, your name has been forgotten!!" The man laughed so hard that tears came out, and his words, like lightning, split the darkness, like a candle flame, illuminated the room of wisdom.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, you are, you are...... Why are you here, why are you, why are you, not dead yet......" the major shouted in a frantic, roaring, completely irrational voice.

"Haha, death is not terrible to me," the silver-haired man's hand gently brushed the blade of the sword, he raised his head and looked around: "It's just that this world is ......"

"The dead are walking on the earth in the light, the crusaders who have been killed by my gods are patronizing my land in great light, and the Roman commander is arrogant and domineering in the eyes of England, and this world is ......"

He took a slight breath.

"It's really bringing me back to life from the coffin!"