"Mr. Luke! Need our help? ”

Pewood asked from his seat looking at the place of the fight.

He had long been prepared to die, and at this time there seemed to be nothing to fear and fear.

It is like a coward who will go to the most dangerous place for some noble faith, not to mention whether the person will be frightened to death by the tragedy, but there is no equity between fear and devotion.

"You take your guns over here, and if I come back, shoot them immediately!"

Luke cleaved a silent head and roared loudly.

Luke felt the exhaustion for the first time in a long time, and the mental energy of the silent battle was very enormous.

They hadn't been fighting for a short time, and he almost understood the power of the Silence group.

Silence's body was weak, especially when compared to their attacks.

The lightning that spilled out of his hand just looked like lightning, and the real threat was the strange dissipating power.

Everything that is hit by silence will break down into tiny dust as if it had been cut by a waterjet.

If it weren't for Luke's defenses, he would have died the first time he took the Silence attack.

Even after resisting, cracks appeared on his body, and his skin was like cracked porcelain.

Blood was flowing down the cracks.

But this is not the deadliest, but as long as he does not see these monsters in his sight, he will immediately lose the consciousness of fighting.

Anyone who has forgotten all about the existence of silence cannot remain vigilant.

That short moment of trance is the most dangerous point.

"Pick up your arms and get ready to shoot!"

Pewood gave the order directly, and by the way, he also drew his own weapon, and in the other hand he held the detonator that had already been placed on the table.

Pewood didn't know what the enemy was out there, but now he just had to trust Luke.

He knows that his abilities are mediocre, so he will trust the judgment of those who are more capable.

He can say frankly, "I'm incompetent, but I'm not mean", so he will have no doubts about his partner!

Pewood was a noble man, and he was by no means incompetent.

It's just that compared to those professionals, his ability is a little inadequate.

Pewood wouldn't ask Luke if he needed to shoot away from him, just as Luke wouldn't say anything to tell him to retreat.

These two people have a good understanding of each other in a short period of time, as if two people should be friends.

While the battle between Luke and Silence continues, the battle between Accardo's side and Anderson has officially begun!

Anderson's strength needs no detail, and Accardo's strength is just as impressive.

At this time, he was still a monster that could be killed, but it was already a very difficult goal.

As long as he sucks blood, he is still the king of vampires with countless lives, and as long as he leaves a soul in a river of blood, he will not die.

Killing the body only puts Accardo's consciousness to sleep, and the river of blood will not disappear with his death.

It will only be a behemoth with millions of consciousnesses that will start fighting over the body and transform into an even more terrifying, crazy monster.

It's just that at that time, the aggregate of the Blood River has also lost the possibility of being called powerful, and it has become a cause for concern.

Father Anderson sparkled with flames, carving a path through the river of blood.

The flames burned in the river of blood with the flight of bayonets, and the souls of those who were stabbed wailed like curses.

Even if their souls were purified by the Holy Flame and changed back to their original form.

It's just that after enjoying the immortality of the mutant in Accardo's body, the souls of these guys also began to distort.

Even though they regained some consciousness, they spoke ill of Anderson, who had redeemed them.

Anderson said nothing about it, his job was to deal with the monsters, and although he occasionally organized prayers and masses, he never had any trouble listening to other believers except for the children he adopted.

When he is external, he is just an executioner, and killing the enemy is the only truth!

Anderson's constant flickering light was like a large light bulb in the river of blood, and although he could easily defeat those souls, he still had to face the attacks of Accardo himself.

Although Accardo sat on the throne and waited for the challenger to arrive, adjusting the difficulty of the "game" has always been the prerogative of the "Demon King".

He held the long sword in his hand and slashed at Anderson casually, and blood light spilled along the blade, leaving a lot of injuries on Anderson's body.

Blood splattered, and Accardo's face remained solemn.

Anderson was his most admired enemy, and it didn't matter whether he was strong or not, after all, after seeing the Supreme Mage and Bourkeso, he knew that if he wanted to die, it would be enough to find these two.

But if he had to choose, he would rather die at the hands of Father Anderson, and of course, Wirther.

No matter how bad Matthew and Rumlow are, it will do.

From these people, Accardo saw the strength of the will that belonged to humanity itself.

The vampire king's power was not completely inferior to the flames from Imprius, and the ability to live and die was not a restraint for courage.

The restraint of energy has always been discussed on the basis of the same "weight", and at the moment the two are not equal weight.

Accardo's rivers of blood far outnumbered the Holy Flames that Anderson had mastered.

The priest is not the second angel after all, he has only had this power for a short time, and he has not yet accumulated enough of it.

Although courage can continue to generate holy flames if it is not extinguished, it is a pipe dream to break out.

As long as the two can attack each other, they can inflict good injuries, but Anderson still needs to face the endless river of blood souls.

Even though the situation is very unfavorable, Anderson's figure is still firmly advancing.

The River of Blood turned into an army to guard Accardo, and Anderson continued to advance towards his goal like Beowulf swimming alone across the sea.

The flawless sage is always less human than those unbridled heroes, and at this time, Anderson is moving in the direction of the sage.

Throw yourself completely into courage, and then little by little turn the rest of your emotions into fuel for courage.

Now he is a hero, as long as he dies and lives before everything is burned, he is a hero.

"I think it's better to let me do it."

Maxwell laughed maniacally and walked past his fellow door, striding into the river of blood with the nail in his hand.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, Maxwell's body was drowned by the river of Xu Blood.

The guy took advantage of the last brigade and used the war as a ladder to gain power for himself.

Although his power was shattered with the end of the war, he undoubtedly lived a very full life.

Of course, the existence of a goal will be fulfilled, and he has been striving for his goal.

It's just that at this time he wants to change his life, such as dedicating himself to his teacher.

Perhaps Maxwell was the person who knew Father Anderson in the world, and he could clearly feel Father Anderson's disappointment in him as he was active in the midst of power.

I can also understand Father Anderson's insistence.

Having lost his original goal, he plans to experience the feeling of a saint, starting with the dedication of himself at this time!

Hyenker, who was guarding Maxville, drew his pistol and began to fire rapidly, and the two hands had already completed the operation of changing magazines between alternations.

Even with a pistol in his hand, he poured out firepower that even submachine guns could not match.

Yumie Takagi pulled out the katana beside him and leaned over and rushed forward quickly.

The two gave up on stopping Maxville, as Accardo's horror was only now truly revealed.

Anderson had the power to kill Accardo, but he couldn't slaughter the entire river of blood on his own.

Hyenkel had not yet had time to accept the transformation of Angel Dust, and although he surpassed the boundaries of mortals, he was far from powerful.

Yumi Takagi is even more so, but her superb swordsmanship gives her a strong ability to penetrate.

The group of "samurai" is a bit strange, especially those who are good at iaiai, and their posture will be a little strange.

It seems that the closer their bodies are to the ground, the more they can swing a terrible knife.

So if one day you see a samurai crawling up from the ground, then don't hesitate to run away.

No one knows how powerful a samurai is who can charge on the ground, but it is certain that this kind of person is definitely not a normal person.

It is worth exploring how terrible the samurai who have unobstructed contact with the ground can unleash.

From Takagi Yumie's posture, it can be seen that she is definitely a high-end samurai, and the shape of her chest almost rubbing against the ground and the flashing light of the sword from time to time allow her to carve out a path to Maxville in the river of blood.

The souls in the river of blood, whether they were warriors or civilians, were killed in the blink of an eye.

The forces of the Church began to attack, and Father Anderson entered a state of near-madness.

"Accardo! I'm here to kill you! ”

Anderson roared as he broke through the first obstacle of the Blood River and yelled at Accardo from afar.

His body was covered in blood, as well as some injuries from Accardo.

But he didn't care about any of this, and even the blood flowing from his body turned half of the golden color.

Perhaps Imprius would have liked this priest very much, because at this time he was transforming into the angels that could be found everywhere in the higher heavens.

It was also the first person to become an affiliate of Imprius.

Most of the ordinary angels in the High Heavens were with wings of light that radiated blue behind them, and they were all angels under the influence of Tyrell.

The commander of the High Heaven Armed Forces has always been the Archangel of Justice in name.

And because the Prius, as a pioneer, has always acted alone.

Whether it was to open a path on the battlefield of the Battle of Eternal Marks or to be the queen of the palace, he always did it alone.

Courage does not need the support of the group, because the courage of the group can sometimes turn into blindness.

So courage has always been a solitary act.

At this time, Anderson was about to become the first subordinate of the Archangel of Courage.

Courage is never conspicuous because of the opinions of the group, nor is it ennobled by the strength of the group.

Courage never exists without the help of others.

Only alone can truly understand what courage is!

"Come on, then, I've been looking forward to this day for a long time, whether it's you or Walter! Stand before me! ”

Accardo's thick black hair danced as he spoke, like a spider with its spiny feet spread.

A mood of satisfaction appeared on his face, but in the blink of an eye, it was replaced by a haze.

He wanted to die, he wanted to die at the hands of a real human.

It's just that he is still worried, and there is still a trace of humanity.

Millions of souls in the rivers of blood are under his rule, and those beings have imprinted their traces on Accardo's body.

Regardless of whether his consciousness was still the same as before, he couldn't erase the other existences in the Blood River.

Vampires are the union of multiple lives, and there is no excuse for that!

"Die!"

Maxville's voice finally rang out, and the soul around him was swept away!

The relict had pierced into his heart, and circles of thorns had begun to spread out around him.

Helena's Nail transforms Maxville into a sacred monster.

The thorns did not just turn into a crown of heads, but enveloped everything about the man.

As the somewhat eerie glow began to radiate, Maxwell's voice finally faded.

At this time, he was very conscious, and even said that he had never been so sober.

But his body became a cage, like an instrument of torture for the Iron Maiden, sealing his soul in a shell.

His soul was stabbing at the heart all the time, but he now had time to reflect on his past.

About faith, right and wrong, good and evil, and his desire to become a human being.

Helena's nail was crucified when Saint Helena was crucified, and the existence of the "Lord" was questioned.

Because of the Lord's protection, she survived the torment.

It was only after the skeptics finally believed in the "Lord" that the nun was called a saint.

And the nail that hurt her became a precious holy relic.

This holy nail represents the original torment and suffering, and Maxwell is experiencing this pain.

"Only humans can kill monsters! Anderson, let me feel the blood boiling!

Pierce my heart with your hand and send me to eternal sleep!

Break my existence with your faith and then tell me that God loves the world! ”

Accardo raised the sword in his hand and roared loudly.

He was dismissive of Maxwell as a monster.

When facing monsters, he will never lose!

Monsters can't kill him, because he's the most terrible of monsters.

Only a true human being can do this, and there is no other being in this world who believes in human beings more than him.

Accardo took a deep look at Walter, who was still asleep, with some regret in his eyes.

Walter did not hesitate to join the ranks of the last brigade as a betrayer, but it seemed likely that he would not have a chance to achieve his goal in life.

The identity of the betrayer made Accardo no longer respect Walter, and the old man who said that "aging is the romance of the British" is dead.

Now it was just a stranger who matched the figure he remembered.

Even with the memories of the battle together, Walter was no longer his companion at this time.

Accardo was disappointed with Walter.

If it had been the senile Walter, Accardo might have been willing to die on the thread that was no longer strong, but now it was different.

He's going to do his best to deal with all the battles, especially this one!

Anderson is now far more powerful than Van Helsing, who killed him back then.

You must know that Van Helsing is the embodiment of Gabriel's angel, and Gabriel is fighting with Mephisto's doppelganger for control of Walter's body!

But even if Gabriel becomes a human again, he can't be stronger than the current Anderson.

"Accardo!"

Anderson's mouth began to breathe a scorching breath at this time, and the Holy Flame completely enveloped his whole body at this time, and even his invisible internal organs were filled with Holy Flame.

In the face of the monster's breath, he abandoned his fearful behavior, which is definitely called courage.

But courage is never separated from fear.

Only when fear is overcome and cowering is abandoned, will courage show its strength.

Anderson's internal organs were wrapped in the Holy Flame, his blood was full of scorching Holy Flame, and a pair of golden wings of light behind him clearly opened, steaming the surrounding blood river directly!

Courage is never like being able to think rationally, and Anderson has no justice as a limit or hope to guide him.

Thinking breeds more fear, and the courage of a passionate heart becomes more noble after thinking!

At this time, Anderson had only one thought, and that was to rush forward and completely destroy Accardo!

"Roar~"

Maxville's monster also launched an attack in Accardo's direction, but it also attacked Anderson without discrimination.

The overwhelming thorns began to spread, turning into a huge cage that enveloped everything around it.

But he was careful to avoid Walter, who was not far away.

The real hole cards of the church can be compared to the existence of angels, and they are still afraid of angels.

There was an angel's breath there, and the monster feared its master, so it shy away from Gabriel's presence.

But when confronted with Anderson, the monster doesn't seem to recognize Anderson's beliefs.

Or rather, there is no way for this ghost monster's thorny brain to judge the situation.

This thing was born a little early, before the Prius came into the world.

A monster that has been called holy is still a monster, it is only in the hands of the "sacred" side.

A monster is a monster after all, and it has nothing to do with what position it stands on.