"S.H.I.E.L.D. has any new news?"

Intgula was talking to Steve in the reception room, his legs folded and full of the oppression of a superior.

As a strong woman who supported Helsing alone, even though Intgula is not very old, her bearing and strength are blameless.

Just by taking a look, Steve could feel that the combat power of the woman in front of him might not be much worse than his.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. support is coming soon, and some information has been investigated about the last brigade."

Steve said a little dullly.

Over the course of several days, he became the contact between Nick Fury and the team, and he was tired from the constant exchange of debriefings.

Not everyone can do it, and Steve is a little exhausted just thinking about how to avoid being caught.

"The last brigade has been assembled, and it is still under investigation as to when it will arrive in London."

Steve added, and then leaned back on the couch.

This posture was rare for a strict veteran like him.

"Seeing that this is a positional battle, M11 can also play a good role in a head-on confrontation."

Intergu stretched his hand and tapped on the tabletop, a sneer on his face.

She didn't despise the last brigade, no matter what the organization was, it would be dangerous to be able to have a group of troops of the transcendent level.

And the last brigade is the remnants of the Third Reich, and that danger has been increased a lot.

But when it comes to head-on combat, human power is not something that can be ignored.

Modern weapons can do a lot of damage to vampire soldiers with just a holy water baptism.

Sometimes it's useful to have a lot of people.

In a low-level battle, humanity itself is the master of this planet, which no one can deny.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has noticed demonic attacks around the world, and the finger is pointed at the last brigade."

Steve slapped his forehead with his hand, this was the latest news, and it also made the whole situation a little out of control.

He has no doubts about how much combat power the human army has, the question is when the enemy will arrive, and how many of them will have.

The information was completely blank, and Steve wasn't very optimistic about it.

Who can guarantee that the inhabitants of this city will be safe and sound?

And the new demonic attack also made his knowledge of his enemies meaningless, knowing that he had only known that enemies were vampires.

"Intergula, as agreed, I'm here."

Anderson's body was exuding low pressure, and he was angry at Nevi's side, and he was still suppressing his anger.

The shattered glasses on his face looked unseemly.

Now Anderson is like an ordinary person after a quarrel, still reviewing the "battle situation", and then thinking "I should have said that sentence at the time".

The anger generated by most arguments will only rise to its highest level after it is over.

It's like when you see some "weird" remarks on the Internet, everyone will tell themselves that there is a problem with the person who said that kind of thing.

But this can't stop everyone's anger after watching the remarks, and with an unpleasant conversation, this anger is even worse.

At this time, Konstantin put his head out of the door first, and then let out a long breath before stepping in.

He didn't want to see Rumlow here, it would remind him of a punched eye socket and that annoying "I think".

For a person who respects knowledge and believes in the power of wisdom, there is nothing more ironic than "I think" and then solve the problem.

"What does the Church know about the Last Brigade?"

Intergula cut straight to the point, she didn't have time to make small talk about the church, and Father Anderson was the kind of guy who didn't know anything about diplomatic rhetoric, and he didn't have a problem with that.

"After the collapse of the Third Reich, some of them fled to Italy, and it was the Church that provided them with refuge."

Anderson's fists clenched as he spoke of this place.

He was a little hard to accept the fact that there was a renegade in the church, even though that guy had been crucified.

Now Anderson is both "mindless" and "unhappy".

"We've cleaned up the guy who violated the faith, but the last brigade is already in action."

He could even hear the chill in his words, which didn't match the flickering flames on his body.

So does the church know where they're going to attack? And who are they targeting? ”

Intergula took the lead at this time, and a cold voice sounded here.

She wasn't in the mood to listen to church gossip, and now she just wanted to know the news that would help her next step.

"The targets will be Accardo and London, the source of those vampires has been clarified, it should be the midnight vampire who played for the Roaring Commando back then, Mina Hack!"

Anderson turned his head to look at Steve, who was a little surprised, as he said this.

"Captain America, the righteous man of God, has long admired his name. Because Mina Haq was captured by the Third Reich on the battlefield, that's why there are now these vampire troops, and I will say that monsters are not reliable at all. ”

Anderson's look at Steve was not at all polite, even aggressive.

The title "God's righteous man" is not something to be laughed at for the church.

The Church is the authority, and if it weren't for Captain America's status in the United States, they would have begun to denounce it a long time ago.

For the sake of the purity of the faith, most of the armed forces of the Church are fanatical believers.

"Mina Hack?"

Steve repeated the name, then stood up as if he remembered something.

"She's a vampire, time can't kill her!"

"But the Third Reich could! According to our information, she is dead. ”

Anderson said with some amusement, Steve's unhappiness was his happiness, and the death of an Origin vampire was enough to make him smile, even if it was a little hideous.

"Then the battlefield is London, how are you going to evacuate the civilians?"

Steve wasn't in the mood to argue with Anderson and asked directly.

Compared with the victory or defeat of the battle, the first thing that came to his mind was the safety of civilians.

"The Secretary of State is organizing an evacuation, and we need to keep the enemy out of the city."

Intergula closed her eyes and said, this is a very difficult task.

Even counting the M11, a unit with a lot of experience fighting monsters, the number of people on their side is still too small.

And mobilizing ordinary people to evacuate is also a difficult thing for this country.

There will always be people who do not believe in evil and will be suspicious and go out into the streets to proclaim their ideas.

Now there is a big tall man holding a handwritten broken wooden sign on the streets of London proclaiming "the end of the world", and even some people believe it.

This simply made Intergula want to put down his dignity and hit people.

The enemy was not too much for her to worry about, and letting Accardo unleash the River of Blood in the city would be an immediate solution.

"Then let Accardo unleash all his power, I've been waiting for this time for a long time!"

Anderson smiled contemptuously.

Accardo's information is not difficult to find, and there are corresponding records in the church about the unreasonable power of the "River of Blood".

As long as Accardo completely unleashes the River of Blood, then killing him will reveal a complete understanding of this "immortal" vampire.

Anderson is looking forward to that opportunity.

"If it really had to, Accardo would release the River of Blood. But he won't lose. ”

Intergula looked at the grinning Anderson and said unceremoniously. She was well aware of the purpose of the church, and neither party had any intention of hiding it.

"I want to organize a squad and go directly to the position of the last brigade to fight."

Steve tightened the shield on his arm and spoke his thoughts to Intergula and Anderson solemnly.

It's a good idea to be the first to crush the enemy, and Intgula is a bit of a fan of the suggestion, while Anderson grins and doesn't say a word.

"When will S.H.I.E.L.D. be able to investigate the exact location of the enemy?"

"Nick Fury never disappoints when it comes to investigative news, and we'll find out soon."

Steve didn't have a clue about that, but he believed that Nick Fury couldn't have turned a blind eye to it.

Investigating the news, S.H.I.E.L.D. is professional.

Who knows if Nick Fury's undercover agent will be lurking in the final team, and Steve's trust in Nick Fury's abilities is still very high.

"Our aim is to deal with monsters, it doesn't matter where you fight. Rather, it would be better to solve it with you, the infidels, in line with our goal. ”

Anderson said this with a bit of an oddity, and it seemed like he didn't really want to do it.

The sane fanatic still has compassion for humanity, and he is not willing to pay the price of innocent lives for the sake of power and religion like Maxwell.

But he was just a sharp knife of the church and had no say in it.

"Now, we don't even know the location and number of enemies, and we don't know how strong they really are, what do you think about this kind of battle?"

Intergula threw the question to Steve.

She herself is not very good at commanding large-scale battles, and professional things still have to be done by professional people.

Steve furrowed his eyebrows, and his hand clenched and loosened uneasily:

"Either way, this battle is bound to happen. Then set up the line of defense first! Then he did not hesitate to use force to let ordinary people take refuge. ”

Steve struggled to say this.

This plan of "restricting the freedom of life" came out of the mouth of Captain America, who represents the United States, with some irony.

While there was a heated discussion in Helsing's reception room, all the forces up and down S.H.I.E.L.D. were mobilized.

All attention was focused on the final brigade of the investigation.

This incident also touched the nerves of the US military, you must know that when they fought against the Third Reich, they were also the main force in it.

If the last brigade can destroy London, will Washington be the next target?

They don't want to gamble on this kind of thing, so they can only cooperate with the investigation with all their might.

Especially in the final brigade, there is the technology to transform people into vampires, and the long life and mature transformation technology are what they need.

That is, they have not yet found the location of the last brigade, otherwise they would have taken the lead in the battle.

The crusade against the remnants of the Third Reich was a righteous thing to do in itself, and it was much more convenient than their careful planning of Tony Stark's armor.

"Destroy the enemy and retrieve important information" is familiar to them, so S.H.I.E.L.D. is still facing pressure from the military.

These guys didn't want to have to clean up the battlefield themselves, and if the British hadn't agreed, they would have sent all their troops to London to help defend them.

At this time, Nick Fury was on the phone with Frank, after all, it was a waste not to contact someone who was on the spot.

"Are there any supernatural events in London right now?"

Nick Fury asked directly the moment he answered the phone.

He knew that Frank had taken his son to London.

Even the report that resounded with the singing and yelling of London was already on his desk, after all, an excuse to fool all the ordinary people in a city, S.H.I.E.L.D. must have been involved.

They are also familiar with this work.

And now Nick Fury is having a headache about it.

After receiving treatment, Maria Hill also returned to work, but she didn't look very well, and she had a layer of dark circles on her eyes that even makeup could not completely conceal.

"What do you mean?"

Holding his son in his left hand, Frank asked, glancing at the busy mages around him.

He now lives in the mage's quarters, and when it comes to supernatural events, he's all around him.

There happened to be a few mages who were wrestling with the shields conjured by mana in front of him, and he was the referee......

It's supernatural.

"News about vampires and demons."

Nick Fury felt his eyebrows start to fall.

He was even more stressed when he found that his stress hair loss was starting to work on his eyebrows.

This is stuck in a vicious circle of stressful – shedding – more stress – shedding more.

Nick Fury knew Frank well, and now that he got such an answer, it means that there are already so many supernatural events in London that it is difficult to explain.

"I saw Blade before, is he wandering around the streets?"

Frank rubbed Jill's head casually and said that people always have a little habit when they think.

Jill: "? ”

"It seems that what you know is not the same thing as what I need, so is there anything you can say about Bourkeso?"

Nick Fury then asked, he wouldn't get to the bottom of it, preferring the results of his own investigation to what others told him.

"I wasn't there."

Frank's hands strained a little as he spoke, and Jill's head made a snapping sound of fingers rubbing his scalp.

When Bourkeso performed a meteorite, he watched Bourkeso jump, and that kind of picture is quite shocking when I think about it now.

Jill's expression became like that of a cat being pulled backwards, and the corners of his eyes were raised.

"It hurts!"

Hearing this, Frank immediately withdrew his hand, and hung up the phone in a bit of a panic to comfort his son.

Obviously, between Nick Fury's phone call and comforting his son, Frank chose to comfort his son.

Nick Fury, on the other side, directly misunderstood what Frank meant by hanging up.

Perhaps it seemed to him that Frank had been threatened and forbidden to speak out.

So Nick Fury glanced at Agent Hill, who looked a little sluggish beside him, and after hesitating, he called Coulson.

Now he needed more accurate information, so he had to transfer people from those two hammers.

Old Dugan and John Wicker were ready to go, and they would join the battle as a reserve.

Hawkeye is also out of vacation and is on standby, or is under observation.

Agent Hill's current state is obviously not suitable for expatriate work, so he can only call Coulson or Natasha, and Natasha's current position is also questionable, and Nick Fury has no better choice.

Although he keeps in touch with Steve on a daily basis, Steve is clearly not very competent as an intelligence officer.

……

The Holy Mountain of Harogas is not too peaceful, although the trained recruits have basically returned, but there is one more guy on the Holy Mountain after all.

This guy is not at all popular on the Holy Mountain.

"Bourkeso~ I really miss this name, I didn't expect to be able to recover so quickly after staying in the Dark Soul Stone."

Andariel's voice rang out in Bourkeso's head, and although her power was completely locked in by the wasteland suit, the voice was still able to transmit.

Without the power to help, Andariel had some difficulty trying to trick Bourkeso like he had with Aidan back then, but it was annoying.

The rhetoric of restoring strength is just Andariel's casual words, and it is much more difficult to recover strength inside the Dark Soul Stone than outside.

If it weren't for the little breath left over from the last time the Seven Demon Kings were sealed in this stone, Andariel would have had to wait a few years to wake up.

"Shut up! Otherwise, I'll send Leorik in too! ”

Bourkeso crouched in the corner of the Holy Mountain and slapped the ground vigorously, making an impossible threat, and then looked at the gate of the Holy Mountain with red eyes.

Putting Leorik into the Dark Soul Stone was pure anger, although Leolek could beat Andariel, who could barely speak now, couldn't make any sound except screaming.

But Bourkeso didn't want to hear the scepter-wielding movement of Skeletron Leorik in his head.

The sound of the mad monarch's scepter striking the demon was no stranger, and the movement was like beating beef puree on a board with an iron rod.

Bourkeso wasn't going to make peeing Andariel pills, so why did he put Skeletron Leorik in it.

It's just that Andariel's voice is too loud, and Bourkeso casually threatens.

Using himself as a cage to seal the Demon King was not without effect on Bourkeso, at least now that he was starting to exude the aura that belonged to the Hell Demon King.

As for the gate of the Holy Mountain, Madoc has covered both sides of the gate with snow sculptures, and Talik's sculpture has a new shape with his head buried in the snow and only his head buried outside.

Madoc is doing this these days, and he's piling up an oversized sculpture of it.

It was he who stepped on Barr, and Barr stepped on the form of Taliq.

He had placed the sculpture behind a boulder, otherwise Talik might not be in the mood to delay time by having Reco knock him over.

It was because Talik was still in the three-step loop of being thrown back by Leko one step forward, that Madolph was not worried about being beaten at all.

Colick was sitting on the ground rubbing a tendon left by hundreds of demons, and he said that after making a good band, he would make a slingshot to hit Orungus in the head.

The hell knows what he thinks, and he wants to use the slingshot to drink the Elder Spear skill of Olongus.

Anyway, for a long time, these ancestors are about to become perverted one by one, and they want to come out one by one. Especially when there are no people on the Holy Mountain, these guys are releasing their nature one by one.

Even if it's relatively normal, getting Reco will find some fun in overturning Tariq.

This can be seen from the strange shape of Talik's take-off.

As for the split half of the soul of Bourkeso, it will not make any sound for the time being, it is the last line of defense for Bourkeso against the Seven Demon Lords.

That consciousness would only awaken when Bourkeso's will was about to collapse, and then add strength to the intellect on the verge of collapse once again.

Otherwise, a long time would be enough for the half of the soul in it to go crazy.

Doing so would at least perpetuate Bourkeso's sanity and buy time for the next humanoid cage to grow.

People who are not strong enough will not be able to accept this responsibility, and the real test will be when the Hell Demon King begins to use his power to influence the host.

"Hey, Bourkeso, looks like you're getting used to it?"

Vorusk silently appeared beside Burkeso, dragging one of Thor's legs in his hand.

"Is it appropriate for you to treat this guy like this?"

Bourkeso glanced at Thor on the ground and said with some irritation.

"Madoc can beat Luke unconscious, I can't do it if he Madoc does it?"

Vorusk threw Thor aside and sat directly next to Burkeso.

"You're still worried about the rules of time?"

Vorusk rubbed his beard and said, the effect of the power of time is too great.

After the beginning and the end are predestined, the only thing that can be mastered does not seem to be very important now.

Vorusk was able to understand Burkeso's concerns.

"I don't care about any fate, can I still meet those endings where I don't resist?"

Burkeso pulled a bottle of liquor from Voruske's waist pocket, knocked it off with a knife, and poured it into his mouth.

Apparently he didn't care as much as he said he would.

"Iseriel knows what to do, but when did you see him do nothing on the battlefield? It's uncertain whether the Archangel of Destiny itself is following the guidance of fate, and what do you have to worry about. ”

Vorusk gave Bourkeso a slap on the back of the head, and then began to manifest himself with the sudden increase in anger.

"I'm XX! I'll be 'vengeful'! You don't have to slap me in the face if you're angry! ”

Bourkeso stuck the bottle in the snow and rolled over and kicked Voruske, who had just finished materializing.

Then he rode on Vorusk's waist and immediately began to beat him.

Two iron fists with the gloves of the wasteland struck Vorusk in the eye sockets, and the muffled thud was exchanged for Vorusk's rampant laughter.

But the laughter immediately became a little choppy, as Bourkeso's hands folded together into the shape of a hammer and slammed it Voruske's chest.

Incidentally, you can hear the sound of your ribs being cracked.

Fortunately, the dead ancestors will not be killed by Bourkeso again.

Vorusk shook as he pulled out another bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.

The nosebleeds mixed with the spilled alcohol from the beating stained Vorusk's beard were stained.

After Bourkeso's eyes stopped with his eyes closed, Vorusk spoke slowly.

"Cool now? Now you owe me five bottles, I don't want what you made before, I want your best batch. ”

Vorusk wiped his face indiscriminately, and his nosebleeds and alcohol were completely wiped off.

"I'm used to it! Why are you bastard talking to yourself and coming up and looking for a beating! ”

Bourkeso rubbed the back of his head that had been slapped, Vorusk's hand was quite strong, and Bourkeso only felt a little numb from the back of his head to his neck.

"I just heard you say you're going to send Leorik to the Dark Soul Stone with me, so I'm here."

Vorusk said with a smile, he has been thinking about this "genius" for a long time recently, and he thinks it is really interesting.

A Skeletron who doesn't die and can be revived in full condition after being shattered is enough to give those Hell Demon Kings a headache.

Skeletron himself is not in a weakened state, he is at the peak when he wakes up, and he falls into a short sleep when he is broken.

In the seal of the Dark Soul Stone, Skeletron has a unique advantage over those Hell Demon Kings who are lucky enough to gather a little bit of power as soon as they are sealed.

It's like punching a sandbag to express negative emotions, but it also requires physical effort.

But as long as you don't hit that punching bag, that sandbag will hit you in turn, who can stand it.

In this case, the Hell Demon King can recover faster.

"The question is, have you ever heard Leorik speak, the sound of bones crashing and smashing with a cold tone to say crazy things, can you accept that it rings all the time?

At least the Hell Demon Kings are sane, and they won't break my will with yelling! ”

Burkeso roared loudly into Vorusk's ear.

Without a sane Leorik to speak, it was worse than the worst tinnitus.

Constant tinnitus will only make it difficult to calm down and make it impossible to rest. However, the sound of tinnitus is unchanged most of the time.

Leorik had a routine in speaking, and the skeletal body was like a repeater recording what he was going to say in advance, coming and going in a loop.

The voice is also muffled and abrupt, full of the deceased's vicious attitude towards life.

This may have been Leoric's last bit of bad humor at the end of his life.

"You can make earplugs?"

"I'll make a hammer and stuff it in your head! Is it useful for the voice of the soul to plug the ears! ”

Bulkeso kicked Vorusk to the ground and continued to punch his old fist.