Chapter 011: Deathmatch

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Not only did he smash the table, but he also exploded when he saw something.

If Alcatel couldn't suck blood, he tried to get Warrant Officer Schrödinger into Alcatel's body, and his plan to exile Alcatel forever was completely aborted in an instant.

Fifty years, I waited fifty years to plan, plan, and plan this idea, and with three thousand crusaders, two thousand Nazi vampires, three hundred and twenty-five Father Gallius thirteen, and three million British lives (I said it at the end of the tenth episode, but the subtitle group of station B wrote three million .91 million, I listened to it twice, it should be wrong, and I was right.) The Great Altar that was made, the Blood Sacrifice, the trap used to bury Alcatel, was evaporated, and it was buried.

"Failed! Failed again! Even if it was fifty years of planning, even if it was fifty years of waiting, it still failed!" the fat major smashed things frantically.

It was because he knew that he had never had a better chance than this that he was so angry, because after this plan, Alcatel could no longer be controlled.

Even if it didn't absorb 3.81 million Britons, even if it didn't absorb the last brigade of 2,000 Nazis, even if it didn't absorb 3,000 crusaders, even if it didn't absorb the 325 Esgalliots of the thirteen branches, Alcatel still has thousands of years of accumulation, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or millions?

The Dead Apostles before him were not all wiped out, and even if there were thousands of people left, he was definitely a difficult existence to kill.

But Khalal doesn't think so.

Fugitives, defeatists, defeatists.

Negative thoughts are meaningless, in the face of people like Alcatel, you must strengthen your confidence, strengthen your heart like that, and then kill him without hesitation.

Even if it is a thousand, ten thousand, hundreds of thousands, millions of swings of the sword, it is to kill him.

Everything else is an evil way, and it will only be absorbed by him, become his nutrients, become a part of him, and become him.

Only by killing him again and again, with the most clumsy work to accomplish this great cause, can it be possible to kill him in the true sense.

Before, Kaylar thought he had killed him, but alas, he didn't.

He was dug out of the coffin by Van Helsing, an expert on vampires, and then, along with the alchemist, carved an inscription into his heart, turning him into a vampire weapon that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Van Helsing family, the true ancestor of the Bloodline, Count Dracula.

Then I don't know when, in order to hide his real name, in order for him to become a member of the king's institution, his name became Alcatel.

"Come on, come on, come on. Khalar shouted, sword in both hands and lunge towards Alcatel.

At this time, Alcatel had no way to use his twin guns, because he had already been cut off by Kailar just now.

He snorted, wrapped his cloak, and a second later, he appeared in front of Kylar with his armor and a two-handed sword in his hand.

With a satisfied expression on his face, Kiral looked at the long-haired man with a mustache and slashed his sword.

The man held the sword in both hands and took the blow with great difficulty.

Since ancient times, he has not been a person known for his strength, and he can't even take it in the face of the reformer Andrewson, let alone the full force of Kailar, who has been transformed by dragon blood.

He was wearing black Roman armor, but he didn't wear that stupid broom head, but he looked a lot more brave, and he was slashed backwards by Kailar's blow from above, and his whole person looked extremely vigilant.

This is a good thing, it shows that he has no life to waste, if it was the previous Alcatel, then he didn't bother to hide at all, what is so powerful to give the master, if you can kill me, even if you lose.

But now, Alcatel is starting to dodge, he is starting to resist, he is starting to become more human, which means that his life is running out.

Kiral read his movements and became more excited, he had killed an unknown number of dead apostles, he had fought an unknown number of enemies, but he still maintained a strong and strong fighting spirit.

In his time, human beings had to fight with the sky, the earth, and people, and if they did not maintain a strong fighting spirit for a long time, then there was only a dead end.

And as a battle-hardened warrior who has experienced three reincarnations, he knows this kind of thing very well.

I don't know when the airship has started to catch fire, and it seems that the battle inside is also very fierce.

But the two men on the battlefield, one with black hair and one with silver hair, did not pay attention to it, to notice it, they just showed their martial arts to the fullest.

At the beginning, Alcatel would be unexpectedly killed by Kailar, but in the middle of the year, he had begun to slowly recover, awakened his fighting instinct from a thousand years ago, and began to use the swordsmanship and combat experience of the piercing prince to fight with Kailar.

At this time, the battle came to a stalemate without hesitation.

The sun in the sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the mana consumed by Kailar is slowly replenished, but at this time, it doesn't matter whether there is mana or not.

This is already a battle between two men, two men, and the use of magic or something will only tarnish the glory of the sage, the glory of Arthur, and the pride of Camelot.

Now, it's time to show real respect and strength to send Alcatel on his way.

This is the respect and tribute that a warrior deserves.

"What's wrong, what's wrong, Alcatel, my hands and feet have slowed down! My body has become sluggish! My strength has weakened!"

"How many lives are there? thirty, twenty, ten, or less?"

"How many more times do I need to kill you? five times, three times, or next?!"

"Alcatel, Alcatel!!!" Kylar yelled, attacking, advancing.

Alcatel had never seen such a sage, nor had he ever seen such a Kailar, compared to the wise Kailar who was in his hands at that time.

Such a Kailar, such a sage, on the contrary, moved and shocked him even more.

Yes, that's it, that's what I'm after, what I crave, what I crave.

A hearty battle all the way to the end!