Just when everything was going well, the situation on Silas and Intergula's side was completely out of control.

The Weeping Angel, a monster that cannot be destroyed by external forces, completed the first wave of expansion with the help of the mercenaries who watched it, and the entire castle fell into the fear caused by the Weeping Angel.

At first, the Weeping Angels who were discovered to move in a pattern did not cause panic, but the panic began to erupt as the mercenaries staring at them were transformed into Weeping Angels.

In the blink of an eye, they go into action, and every time they open their eyes, they can be seen traveling a long distance in the direction of the crowd with their distorted and terrifying faces.

You can't look at them for a long time, and you can't stop looking at them.

This dilemma made these mercenaries completely lose the idea of resistance.

Fighting monsters is not their area of expertise, so panic is a matter of course.

Wherever the Weeping Angel goes, all humans who come into contact with it are transported to a certain time in the past and spend the rest of their lives in that place.

Whenever a mercenary is teleported to the past, a tombstone will appear in the garden behind the current castle.

The tombstones are engraved with the years of birth and death of these people, but strangely their year of birth is much later than the year of death.

This strange tombstone does not make those who see them wonder if the two numbers are wrongly engraved, but will feel a heartfelt fear in this absurdity.

Because of the wreaking havoc of the Weeping Angels, the mercenaries in the entire castle have lost the will to fight and are fleeing in a hurry.

The beekeepers of the outer VANGUARD have stormed the interior of the castle and run headlong into the Weeping Angels who are preparing food.

By this time, Intergula was already sitting on the helicopter, and Silas was still sniping at the enemies with all his might, with a huge gun.

It's just that this sniping will not last long, and such resistance has lost its meaning.

The pilot had already started the helicopter and was waiting for the order from Intergula to leave the terrifying castle.

And then just out of sight of them, the Weeping Angel had appeared in the shadows!

"Silas! Get ready to leave. ”

Intergula had no intention of caring about the mercenaries who had not yet left, and his cold eyes were hidden in the reflection of his glasses.

These mercenaries are not her subordinates, just a bunch of hyenas who work for money.

They were ready to be abandoned and die at any time, so they didn't need Intgula's sympathy either.

"My men are still down there! Wait! ”

Tarnard shouted loudly, knowing that his demands were too much for his employer.

But he couldn't afford to let this most correct decision go ahead.

The long whip with the end cut off was scattered, and now he looked like a mad dog that had lost everything.

As a mercenary, his team has the best reputation, but that doesn't change that they are a bunch of ghouls who eat the riches of war!

Join the fray, emerge victorious, and the party is their life.

But these people also have their own feelings.

"I say, take off!"

Intgula said without mercy, and then the driver's head was hit with a firearm.

Tarnard violated his proud creed and threatened his employer's safety, but he had no choice.

Then his neck was directly clasped by Silas, and the power of a vampire is not something that an ordinary person can resist, even if this vampire has not yet sucked blood.

"Captain Tarnad, put down your gun! I will not tolerate you threatening the safety of the Director! ”

Silas does her duty, and protecting Intergula is one of her missions.

"If you take off now, you'll have to stay in this place with me."

Tarnad's one-eyed gleam with a fierce gaze, and he was unafraid of the bare hand around his neck.

The comradeship, or brotherhood, made him willing to risk his life for it.

The mercenary was confident that he would be able to blow the driver's head off even after his neck was choked.

His muscles automatically tightened to complete the action of shooting, but he didn't know anything about the power of vampires.

"Your brothers have become part of the tombstone behind the castle, and they are dead!"

Intergula's voice was a little higher, and then Silas directly broke the gun in Tarnad's hand at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, making a crisp sound!

Silas's human side prevented Tarnard from doing it in a cruel way, and she could have broken the arm with the gun.

But she couldn't bear it, and the kindness seemed stupid and meaningless, but she did it anyway.

"Leaving now will at least save your life! I said takeoff! ”

Intergula snapped, and then the helicopter began to take off, as the sound of the propellers drowned out everything.

Everyone was waiting for takeoff, and no one noticed that a weeping angel's hand was on the helicopter stand.

The moment the helicopter took off, the angel climbed up, but with an easy turn, a long narrow hand appeared behind Tarnad, and the mercenary captain was teleported to a time in the past.

At this time, Silas reacted extremely quickly, and directly cut off the support of the Weeping Angel clinging to the plane with a wave of his hand.

When the Weeping Angel fell directly to the ground, her ankle was firmly grasped by the Weeping Angel!

Although she had already blocked the Weeping Angel's movement with her sight, it was too late.

The two men fell to the ground like falling stones, and the Intergula round of the plane stared at him, and he didn't have time to shout anything.

At the moment when Silas's body obscured Intgula's vision, the Weeping Angel regained his mobility, and then Silas's figure disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only the Weeping Angel with his fangs and fingers straightened.

"Silas!"

It was only then that Intgula's exclamation was heard, and she threw off her headphones and fired violently at the falling weeping angel with a gun in her hand.

But when the bullet hit the Weeping Angel, it had no effect, just scribbled a few sparks and disappeared.

And the weeping angel who was staring at him fell as motionlessly as a normal stone, until the sound of a heavy object falling on the ground was heard.

Then Intergula calmed down, put the gun back between the holsters, and clasped his hands in front of his chest.

"Back to London!"

Intergula's grief was only a brief moment, and then she returned to her expressionless appearance.

At this time, she is not qualified to grieve anything, and now she needs to witness the end of this war!

Moreover, Intgula's emotions were completely hidden from her heart when she was betrayed by her own relatives, and although Silas disappeared from sight, she would no longer show weakness.

Weakness only invites greater malice on the part of the malevolent, as she had learned when she wept at her uncle's threat.

She felt Walter's death, but she couldn't show emotion because she and the mercenaries were under threat.

She felt Accardo's disappearance, but she couldn't show weakness either.

At this time, the only person she could trust was gone, but she was not sad at this time.

Intergula thinks she'll see Accardo and Silas again, they're vampires! It doesn't die easily.

"Director?"

The pilot spoke loudly, and because of the loud noise from the helicopter, he had to shout at his loudest voice if he wanted to make Intercula, who was not wearing headphones, hear him.

"Continue to the heart of London, I'm going to find Peywood! You know where he is! ”

Intergula took the headset strap from the seat next to her and put it on her head, then sat down in the chair with her hands folded with a cold expression.

There is an extra tombstone on the ground that is covered with traces of time.

The handwriting on the tombstone, which does not look like it was carved with a carving knife, can still be clearly distinguished by the erosion of time.

On the top is Tarnad's handwriting, and the beautiful floral font makes this tombstone look a little fancy, and the tombstone also has the portrayal of Tarnad's handsome face after old age.

"Tarnad, a valiant warrior. A fighter who never gave up his resistance.

No longer as a man, I am one with Him.

This man was unable to pick up a cigarette until he was old, and he still never gave up hope of life.

With the blessing of the angels, we are united.

Under the gaze of the angels, we merge.

Surrounded by angels, we are united for love.

For love, we sleep until we wake up.

Love Makes Us Immortal – Silas Victoria & Tarnad"

The inscription was no longer recognized, but stood alone.

Five weeping angels stood around them, as if waiting for something, their hands rarely did not cover their faces, but only strangely blocked something.

Those bodies that should never show signs of breakage were covered with cracks at this time.

The weeping angels looked at each other, but their originally hideous and terrifying faces actually showed a soft emotion at this time.

Or as if relieved, the corners of the mouth can be faintly seen.

A blood-colored trace of a pentagram was glowing red at the feet of these weeping angels, faintly flickering.

"The bird of Hermes is my name, devouring my own wings to control my heart"

A string of obscure words was being written in blood on the ground, transforming from dry blood to fresh blood.

From dry blood to bright red, it was as if it had just been written in fresh blood.

This quote comes from a book of alchemy, called "Ripley Scrolls".

To put it simply:

"The bird of Hermes has allowed itself to continue to fly with determination in order to cross the ocean and eat its restless feathers, even if its wings have been eaten away, even if this determination hastened its own death. As long as it's all right.

And I'm named after the bird of Hermes! ”

The glory of the martyrs is here.

The words engraved in Accardo's coffin, gloves, and even life are the persistence of this vampire king!

The phrase "only humans can kill monsters" was repeated by Accardo.

And Accardo feels infinite pain for himself to become a monster, and praising the yearning for life is his original truth!

In an instant, all the weeping angels around them were shattered into fragments, without even a little superfluous movement, clean and neat.

The blood-written text on the ground vanished in an instant.

Mephisto was the first to emerge in this deserted wasteland.

"Vampire, I'll leave it to you."

Mephisto vanished with a smug laugh and a twisted smile, without revealing the slightest breath in the process.

None of the Hell Demon Kings wanted to attract Bourkeso, so they would all act very carefully.

Mephisto got a perfect piece of work, even if the vampire's origins had nothing to do with him.

"I'll do what I want, it's ridiculous!"

Another figure followed, dressed in an old style of aristocratic clothing, with a pale face and two sharp fangs.

The crimson cloak stretched out along the sideways arms like a terrifying bat.

Accardo?

No!

Now he's Dracula!

Vlad Tepesh Dracula!

In the battle with Mephisto, the demon lord of hell, the two beings are fighting for control of their bodies.

Both are constantly destroying the consciousness of other beings, just to become the only manipulator in this body.

The two are constantly competing in this race, and the most likely outcome is a winner-takes-all!

In this process, Accardo took the lead in mastering Schrödinger's soul and power in a backward state, so he successfully managed to find himself accurately between existence and non-existence!

In the final step of his reappearance, he only needs to defeat Mephisto, the Lord of Hatred, who has been corrupted by Mephisto, the Lord of Hatred.

The hatred of God, the hatred of life, the hatred of being missing and no one looking for you.

All the emotions that could inspire hatred were instigated by Mephisto, and he became a monster full of hatred.

Losing oneself is the most terrible punishment, and becoming another being is the beginning of a passing trace.

Instead of insisting on the idea that monsters should die at the hands of humans, all that remains is the infinite hatred spawned by the Demon King of Hell.

The monster between existence and non-existence perfectly avoided the strange defense of the Weeping Angel, and at this time he was the only existence that could kill the Weeping Angel head-on.

"It's hateful, why do you have powers like mine?"

Dracula turned his head to look at the Weeping Angels approaching him not far away, with an ugly smile on his face.

Then he glanced at the tombstone beside him that was full of words, and Dracula smashed it to pieces with contempt.

Then he gracefully lifted his cloak and disappeared in place.

The weeping angels were threatened by the most terrible of things, and their indestructible bodies were disintegrating little by little.

But these weeping angels couldn't even run away.

Dracula is everywhere and never exists.

So the Weeping Angels stay in a state of being observed and unobserved, and they are just a hard stone statue.

"Hurry up, this kind of power can only be mastered by me, your existence is too hateful!"

Dracula's grim voice rang out in the deserted place, and the sound of the weeping angels falling to the ground after being smashed made the place even more terrifying.

No one knows where Dracula will be after he settles things out here.

……

"What's that?"

He was watching the death of those cyber souls from his throne, and his face was strange.

She sensed a presence beyond her authority.

When she shifted her gaze to the place where the breath was, all she could see was shards of stone all over the floor.

But she could feel, feel the aura of hatred watching her from afar.

"No one can avoid and escape death! Unless that's my charter! ”

Death slammed to his feet, roaring with rage for the first time.

The immortal is her hatred that she will never let the other person go, and the sick and dead are her gift to a life immersed in pain.

The immortal is a contempt for her authority and a blasphemy against the rules of life!

And an existence beyond her control appeared, and she dared to follow her gaze and trace it backwards!

Death couldn't stand this existence at all, so she was furious.

This is worse than having his hand bones cut off by Bourkeso!

Bourkeso, who hurt her, was only strong enough, but as a living being, he still followed the rules of life and death.

Bourkeso's actions were an offense, but Bourkeso's as a crippled soul would never qualify to replace her.

So she doesn't care about a powerful human existence beyond imagination, and this person still has the opportunity to elevate the world.

So death chose to back down for Bourkeso, and it was a big deal not to meet.

But Dracula actually peeked into the realm of the dead through her gaze, and this guy can't tolerate it!

An existence that is not bound by her authority should not appear in this world in itself!

"Frank! Go find it, then kill it, and I will give back the souls of your wife and daughter, and you will live forever with my permission! ”

The power of death passed through the ring on her hand, along with the message, to Frank's body.

At this time, Frank, who was walking aimlessly, felt the power and command that belonged to his master.

The power of death poured from the unraveling ring into his body, and the black turbulence of Frank's body, who was still human, surged, and his face became exactly like the skull pattern on his chest.

The weeds around him, which were still strong, dried up for a moment, and then turned to fly ashes.

It's like having gone through a cycle of life in an instant, leaving only a dead death.

"Yikes!"

Frank's resolute nerves couldn't resist the discomfort of being eroded by death's divine power, and let out a high-pitched, twisted scream.

The last firearm in his hand became dark and plain.

But Frank knew in an instant what he could do with this gun.

With the divine power of death as a bullet, all life that is hit by it will perish, and face death itself in the realm of the dead.

It is the realm of death, and death who can invoke all authority without fear is worthy of the status of the creator god.

That's not a force that regular beings can resist.

Frank Custer, The Punisher.

He is now the agent of death, and he has only one final mission other than that humble deal, and that is to find the being who angered death itself.

Then use all the means at your disposal to send that guy to death.

Or make that guy disappear forever!

Frank felt his strength, and then tightened the gun in his hand.

For the sake of the family, the punisher is capable of anything!

Then Frank the Death Agent will only be able to do more!

"Death? I'm everywhere and I've never existed. So will death be able to catch up with me? ”

Dracula revealed his grim form and made a defiant gesture at the sight of death.

Authority, he also wants.

Dracula, who is winless with Mephisto, has an extraordinary thirst for power.

Under the rule of hatred, although he did not lose, he was always suppressed.

Dracula, who has completely fallen into hatred, hates everything and becomes the best power collector for the Hate King!

The most ancient demon king, Mephisto, is scheming and deep in the distance, his brothers and sisters.

For the current Dracula to the water, he is immortal, and even death will do nothing to him.

The hate-filled monster chose the first goal, which was to bring down the being who dominated life and death.

"Why can you control life and death? Why did I have to meet death back then? Do you know how hateful you are? ”

Dracula continued to provoke in a shadowy manner.

"Ah!!h (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Death took on the form of a skeleton and kicked his throne to the ground.

Endless dead in the distance are trembling, afraid that they will provoke death and enjoy endless torment.

The white ring on her hand split into two in an instant.

Then the extra one flew straight in the direction of the Titan of Destruction.

Dracula's power is very restrained by the rule of death, so death itself has to give birth to another powerful being, even at the expense of using the power of life that she does not fully grasp.

In the middle of life and death is Dracula!

Therefore, only under the combined force of life and death can there be a chance to defeat Dracula.

Death will not set the beings who seek her authority free!

In order to be strong to this point, the effort and risks she has taken are simply not enough for outsiders.

Even death at this time did not return to the peak state she should be in!

She will never hand over the authority she has obtained at the cost of so much evil, no one can come!

……

"This is a gift from my goddess?"

Thanos looked at the white ring that suddenly appeared in front of him, and his face was shocked.

As a competent licking dog, he perfectly shows the state of the goddess he is looking for when he gives gifts.

First of all, the ecstasy of being carried away by the surprise, the open mouth on the purple head took up a third of the place, and even the little bright red tongue could be seen.

Then there was a deep sense of skepticism and disbelief in the results. scratching his ears and cheeks, he observed the gift in front of him, and his expression was very cautious.

He is engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, should he wear a ring or do he offer to watch every day?

[Is wearing a ring gifted by death considered an engagement?] 】

Thanos is completely immersed in his own fantasies!

And then there's the impatience.

Almost without the slightest hesitation, Thanos took the white ring on his hand.

[Go to his daily worship, this is a gift from the goddess!] 】

Filled with ecstasy, Thanos has almost lost the ability to think.

Then this ultra-talented Titan of Destruction felt the rules of life in an instant.

The balance between life and death lies in continuity!

"I realize! My goddess! ”

Thanos roared loudly with fanaticism, as if this was the only way to better show his loyalty to the goddess.

"The dead will become the nourishment of the balance of the universe, and the living can continue better!"

"The more the living, the closer the universe is to destruction! Only by constantly bringing death can the universe continue forever, and the tragedy of Titan will not be repeated! ”

"I will carry out your will, my goddess!"

"I will kill half of the life in the universe and let the universe have a longer development!"

"When the universe is on the verge of destruction, I will strike again and balance everything!"

"My goddess! How noble you are! How far-sighted you are! ”

"Death is new life! O my merciful goddess!! ”

Thanos praised loudly, then rubbed the ring on his hand against his rough face.

It's like an excellent licking dog that is crazy and stuck in its own world.

However, his praise made the angry death even more angry!

"Thanos! Thou shalt not set foot in my kingdom until I allow it! ”

The sound of death was heard all over the world, and it was important for Thanos to hear it clearly!

Once again, the anger of death is misunderstood by Thanos.

"I will! My goddess! I won't set foot in your palace again until I have completed your mission! Your will is my goal! ”

Thanos shouted loudly, and even some tears welled up in his eyes!

In his opinion, it was death's love and trust in him! The restrictions are just to allow him to complete the task better!

It can only be said that "licking a dog is a real cowhide"!

……

As for Pewood, the situation is not promising.

Although the battle on the outer battlefield was over, and the headset was constantly receiving messages of victory, the people here looked nervously at the only entrance.

Luke's never-ending roar had begun to grow faint and hoarse.

Even with the help of the blood vial and the iron nerve talent, he withstood the onslaught of the silences wave after wave.

But he had not yet adapted to the barbarian way of life, which had nothing but fighting.

Although he has the top life-saving talent of "Iron Nerve", his nerves are not really made of steel.

Silence's ability to forget as soon as he looked away made him have to concentrate more on the battle, and the mental energy it took caused a wave of discomfort in his body that should never be tired.

"Luke!"

Jessica's voice rang out, and Jessica, who had finally arrived at the scene, was covered in the flesh and blood of the monster Silence.

Although she suffered a lot when she first came into contact with silence, she soon found a way to face it.

That's why she didn't call Luke's name at the beginning.

Knowing what a difficult enemy Luke was dealing with, she didn't bother her lover in the slightest.

Knowing the moment she finally wanted to see Luke, she called Luke's name!

And then a superb Orlac-style slam shattered a silent head melon!

"Jessica?"

Luke didn't look away from the direction of the voice, and it was the stupidest thing to do when it was fighting.

His prudence does not upset Jessica, but rather makes the strong woman more loving.

"Warriors only think about how to chop up the heads of the minus in battle" is what Orak said most often when he taught Jessica.

As the ancestor of the barbarians who experienced the most tragic battles, every sentence of the god of war, Orlac, is heavy.

Because of his focus on the battle itself, Orak became the barbarian's god of war.

"Luke! If you need a break, go in first, and I'll remind you during that time! You can rest with the corpses of these monsters so you don't forget about these guys! ”

Jessica roared loudly, and then appeared in front of Luke with a jump slash.

She stomped a silent, huge head under her feet, and her voice was muffled like a fart.

"Roar!"

Luke pulls Jessica behind him, then activates the ability Ignore Pain.

Although his battle cry has become hoarse, it is still full of fierce spirit!

"I'm a warrior!"

Jessica bypassed Luke's protection and shattered several Silences with a single charge!

"You're my wife!"

Luke also charged, slicing several of Silence's necks with his blade.

"Then fight together until we die together!"

Jessica shouted with a smile on her face, and even Peywood, who was still in the room, could feel the sweet, greasy feeling.

It's just that a lemon seems to flash in front of me.

Ignorant of the situation outside, they could feel the intensity of the battle from the movement outside.

Luke's roar before began to reveal exhaustion, but at this time, Luke was full of vitality again!

The battle continues, as Jessica is wounded by the lightning released by the silence.

A crack appeared in the charred skin, and blood flowed directly to the ground in the direction of Pewood.

"Jesse!"

Luke shouted the nicknames between their husband and wife, and a dodge blocked a series of silent lightning bolts with his strong physique.

His body broke down again, and blood began to flow from the wound.

The blood of the two of them mixed together and flowed towards the dispatch room.

It's like I'm being attracted somehow.

The location of the dispatch room is at the base of the Elizabeth Tower, one of the city's most recognizable attractions.

But it's also one of the most beautiful spots!

Luke and Jessica's blood circled Pewood, who was holding the detonator in his hand in the seat, and drew a pentagram!

"The bird of Hermes is my name, devouring my own wings to control my heart"

The crimson blood outlined the beautiful flowery characters, which were already some fancy notes of Tarnad!

A coffin, which had not rotted for a long time, slowly broke open the ground and lifted Pewood up.

In a panic, Pewood carefully set the detonator aside, and then was thrown to the cold ground by the flying coffin board in shock.

A blonde woman in a Helsing uniform sat up with a crimson in her eyes!

"Mr. Pewood? Is this the Battle of London? Looks like we're back, Captain! ”

Silas Victoria!

Vampire lives won't be taken away by a mere hundred years!

She has returned to the present once again through her long life!

"Honey, I'm glad you called me back as soon as you woke up, but I prefer you to call me husband."

Tarnad's flirtatious voice rang out, drifting from behind Silas.

It's just that he is already full of gray hair, and although his face is still handsome, the traces of time are still imprinted on his body.

His life is over, and he has long since lost his virginity and has no chance of being transformed into a vampire.

But the two of them were still immortal.

Tarnad was the first life Silas sucked in, and the only one so far.

Tarnard, who had been sucked in blood, was on the verge of dying of old age, so even though he had become another life for Silas, he had not regained his youthful appearance.

But that doesn't matter.

The important thing is that love keeps them eternal!

"Then let's start fighting, I guess you can't wait to meet Intergula. Over the years, you have always thought about it, I really want to see if she will change her cold expression when she sees us. ”

Tarnad returned to Silas's body, but the voice still rang out.

"Then let's go, darling!"

Silas's voice was cheerful, completely oblivious to the crowd of onlookers who were stunned by their transformation into a human being.

"Why are you here? Weren't you sent to another place by Intergula? ”

Pewood said with some resignation, because of what happened suddenly, he seemed particularly cowardly.

"Mr. Pewood, after this battle is over, I will slowly explain to you, the battle is more important now, our comrades are still fighting!"

Silas finally stood up and stepped out of the sumptuous coffin.

Her white stockings had turned bright red and bloody, and it seemed that the place where they had been teleported by the Weeping Angel was not a peaceful place before.

"My dear! If you smoke in me again, I'll beat you up. ”

Silas said casually, but with a bitter expression on his face.

At this time, everyone realized that Silas's left hand was made entirely of blood.

This policewoman, who was originally not gradual and more like a person than a vampire, finally took on the appearance of a warrior.

A zigzag flash of blood flashed, and Silas appeared in front of Luke and Jessica, shielding the lightning from the silence with a shield of blood.

"Silas, don't look at those monsters!"

Tarnard felt the special power of silence in the moment of the battle, directly reminding Silas how to face these monsters.

The relationship between him and Silas is completely different from the way Accardo handles the Blood River.

Accardo is the one who dominates the whole of his own will, while the relationship between Tarnad and Silas is completely equal.

The scene that Tarnard sees will not appear in Silas' line of sight, but Tarnard can help Silas think and analyze the situation.

This is the way the two of them fought in those "past" years, and in this way they have survived one battle after another to the death.

The Weeping Angel will suck the power of time generated at the moment of the person being teleported away, and feed on it.

In their past lives, there had never been a vampire with no end in sight, so they mishandled Silas.

Although Silas and Tarnard were unable to escape the house guarded by the Weeping Angels at first, the Weeping Angels' physical attacks were as useless to the vampires as a joke.

Fight and flee, and fight again after being discovered!

Then fight the beekeepers who were hypnotized by Mordoc, and that continued until all the mercenaries were killed.

In this repetition, Silas is already a full-fledged warrior!

The tacit understanding and affection between the two also continued to heat up during that time, until the moment when Tarnad was about to die.

"Then my dear, call out your brothers, their consciousness is with you. We need their help. ”

Silas swung his blood-clotted sword, then slashed through several silent bodies.

As Silas finished speaking, a thick patch of blood behind her began to emerge as a human figure.

Silas's river of blood, all the different consciousnesses in this river of blood are under the control of Tarnad.

Silas did not want any transformation, these consciousnesses were borne by Tarnad.

This is the river of blood that belongs to Silas alone, and even Accardo can't do such a thing.

What's more, Accardo has disappeared, and only Dracula remains at this time!

"Another battle? When will this kind of battle end? ”

The first solidified mercenary grumbled loudly, then pulled out his gun and began to shoot at the silence.

"Fight until we all die for Silas, that's your sister-in-law, who has a different opinion?"

Tarnard stood loosely at the front, smoking a cigarette and talking.

The souls of an elite group of mercenaries are far stronger on the battlefield than those civilians in the Accardo Blood River.

And they all have consciousness, so they are able to form a complete formation.

"It's like this every time, block our consciousness at a critical time, we don't have a captain like you!"

The other mercenary roared loudly, and was punched back by Tarnad.

"Is that what you deserve to know?"

Tarnard said angrily.

However, at this time, Luke and Jessica, who have finally escaped from the battle, feel a little weird.

They have always sprinkled dog food, but this time they really tasted the taste of dog food, which is a bit magical.