"Father Anderson, do you need our help to at least make it easy for you to break through the river of blood?"

The Major's words were full of malice, so that they would not offer any help as they said in their mouths.

Everything about this fat man was shown in the eyes of several people present through this small screen.

The mechanical body that had stripped off human skin was enough to move ordinary people.

In other words, the last brigade has lost the ability to provide combat effectiveness, and there is not much strength left in the entire last brigade, but their combat goal is still one step away from being achieved.

Even if you still have the strength to fight the last battle, you can't devote yourself to this place.

This sentence is nothing more than disgusting Father Anderson.

Anderson isn't going to work with the guys at the end of the brigade either.

Perhaps Maxwell can accept this help with peace of mind, because this man never cares about his own means of doing things, he just wants to be a human being.

If he could get help, he didn't care about things like his position.

Even this war was a tacit understanding between him and the last brigade, and the name of this guy was definitely on the list of those who fueled the trouble.

But the one who is in charge now is Father Anderson, who has never been tolerant of villains.

"Dreaming!"

Father Anderson uttered these two words in a cold voice, and walked out towards the river of blood.

His steps were firm and fearless, as if the battle were nothing more than an invitation to afternoon tea.

The one chosen for courage was never afraid of anything, and besides, the battle with Accardo had been waiting for him for a long time.

"If you don't see Intergula, do you need me to convey anything if you die?"

Father Anderson closed his eyes and said that Anderson did not mind paying his respects to the respectable lady of Intergula.

However, he didn't mention Silas by name, and Accardo understood what Anderson meant, and Silas wasn't on the list he could let go.

If Accardo died, then Silas would have died only in death.

"When I die, I'll let you convey it on your behalf, so let's focus on the present."

Accardo, who maintains the image of the piercing period, has no sex to talk about, and his eyes always show sadness that cannot be dissolved.

Sitting on the throne of corpses, he propped his hands on the end of his sword, and the neatly built stubble made him look very heroic.

"Hopefully we'll see each other again, Father Anderson."

"Tell me about Hydra!"

The Major retracted his smile, and the giant hammer in Rumlow's hand on the other side of the TV had already smashed on the table in front of the Major with that question.

This is the end of this brief newsletter.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s decapitation team has finally reached their destination, and it looks like the last team has no power to stop them.

The combatants had already been thrown into the battlefield at the beginning, and the only ones who remained were technicians.

Or rather, it's just some scum who choose to turn their backs on their motherland and identity for the sake of "immortality".

"Now it's just us, Accardo."

Father Anderson lifted his bayonet and gestured to a cross in front of him, the flames burning on his body.

At this time, Anderson's eyes finally widened, and his expression changed to the hideous fanaticism of the battle.

"Monsters just die honestly! Amen！ ”

With a roar, Father Anderson's body slashed through the air with a flash of fire, piercing the souls of the river of blood like a bayonet.

His figure moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the encirclement of the Blood River.

In addition to the ordinary people who died of the epidemic, the remnants of the souls can also see Accardo's subordinates, the soldiers who died in World War II, and the paladins who were killed in the crusade against Accardo.

The strength of these guys is not the same, the powerful ones can entangle with beings like Steve, and the weak ones are like walking corpses, and can only slowly reach out and scratch.

Among the souls that still exist now, the proportion of strong people has also greatly increased, and Anderson's breakthrough is not easy.

Father Anderson's mouth let out an indefatigable roar as he approached Accardo's position.

The bayonet in his hand sent a splash of blood into the river of blood, and Father Anderson finally had no time to avoid it.

The priest's clothes on his body were stained with blood, but they did not look embarrassed, but with some sadness.

Paladin Hainker Wolf and nun Yumie Takagi pulled out their pistols and drew their long knives at their waists, and the two stopped Maxwell behind them.

They watched in silence as Father Anderson performed.

Since Anderson doesn't want Maxwell to turn into a monster, it doesn't seem okay to wait a little longer.

They, as the humans who knew Father Anderson best, didn't think that their teacher would have problems in a battle of this magnitude.

Now it's enough for them to keep an eye on Maxville.

Maxwell was waiting for the opportunity to dedicate himself, and whenever Father Anderson needed help, he would stab the nail in his heart whether he wanted it or not.

The glow of the fire in mid-air swam in the river of blood, and the shining bayonets no longer cared whether they pierced or slashed.

The bayonets harvested the souls of the dead like sickles, and the souls of the dead burned off little by little as if they were purified, and then changed back to their original appearance to be liberated.

Father Anderson's figure was unwavering in the direction of Accardo.

It's not going to be easy, but these two people won't fall easily, no matter who they are.

Not far away, Walter, who was standing in place, flickered alternately with a blue and divine light and a black glow.

The battle between Gabriel and Mephisto's clones is also underway, and it seems that the two are still in between, but it is not known when this eerie balance will be broken.

Mephisto's doppelganger has already consumed most of the power in the constant battle, and it will be up to the Angel Gabriel to pay for this victory.

And in the fallen airship, all the remaining forces of the last group are fighting with Steve and his party.

The moment Steve walked into the command room, he was stepped on the shield by the werewolf captain, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball.

Rumlow and Matthew charged left and right, stopping the powerful werewolf captain directly.

Casillas crashed headfirst into Lieutenant Lipp Van Winck's arms, squeezing the perverted vampire woman against the wall.