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At night, Hellsing, which had been hidden in the shadows of Britain, was also illuminated by the light of the flames. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Because Intergula and the butler were attending a meeting in the military headquarters, the only people left behind were the hired mercenary army, as well as Alcatel's blood, Silas Victoria, who was once a policewoman.

And now, the building, once stained red with zombie and human blood, is once again under attack from vampires.

Lieutenant Zoreen Bruz, who led the vampire team to surround Hellsing, did not follow orders.

In the eyes of this woman, who was already covered in tattoos and was as strong as a philosopher's brother, Hellsing without Alcatel was simply vulnerable.

In that case, let's get rid of it. She longed for the blood and fire of London, and couldn't wait to plunge into it, rather than surround an empty shell of hellsing here.

In fact, Zorin, who had violated the Major's orders, saw the ferocity of Hellsing in the first moment.

On the top of the building that Bai Shuo, Chen Jingmo, Uncle Xu, and others had fought for, Silas Victoria stood in her arms.

In the light of the airship's searchlight, a huge steel machine was revealed on her back.

The huge ammunition box showed sharp edges and corners behind her, and there were three or four cubic meters of ammunition box that was not proportional to her body at all, and there were two brackets propped up on the ground just behind her.

Two four or five meters long, the barrel-like gun body connected to the ammunition box behind her, and fell to the ground diagonally, and under the light of the searchlight, the girl burst out with inhuman power - both hands grasped the handle on the 'barrel', and suddenly raised!

The muzzle of the black hole is aimed at the airship in the sky, and then a torrent of metal sprays out of the muzzle with the rotation of the bullet chain!

Long-distance artillery warfare equipment for fixed-point defense - Bar Corning II, a semi-automatic 'cannon' with a caliber of 30 centimeters, has a maximum range of 40,000 meters and a total weight of 345 kilograms after modification!

This is no longer a monster weapon that humans can control!

In the hands of Silas, its power was at its strongest, and after suppressing the fires of the airship, under the command of Bernard, it even shot down the airship!

The vampires are greeted by a tight blockade of bombs, mines, and a net of fire.

Beyond hellsing, countless mines have been laid.

With Pernard and an army of mercenaries, the entire Hllesing has been turned into a fortress large enough to bury the vampire army.

In the command room, where Uncle Xu once sit, Pernard leaned back in a chair, rested his legs on the table, lit a cigarette, and exhaled smoke: "This is the fate of underestimating human beings." ”

The light of the screen reflected the rising smoke, and he sneered sarcastically: "Sixty mines exploded at the same time, if you can dodge, just hide and watch." ”

Watching the flames rising from the mine explosion, Zorin's distorted face became more and more ugly, the face without any female symbol was tattooed with all kinds of strange spells, and there was a variant of a pentagram on his forehead.

In fact, the only remaining feminine traits on her body are muscular, egg-sore breasts.

Smirking and thrust her scythe into the ground beside her, she stomped on an innocent squirrel and pressed her palm to the ground.

A low murmur came from her mouth, but it was whispering in everyone's ears, and it was so close that it was not clear what she was chanting, or rather, what she was saying was like a mad man

On her muscular arms, dense incantations swam as if they had come to life, filling the earth.

In the midst of these words, dense characters wriggled on the ground, then piled up like insects, and finally transformed into a vague and huge human form.

The giant-like thing writhed for a while, and then turned into Zorin's face, smiling.

In the eyes of the mercenaries, the giant reached out and smashed Hellsing's building, smashing their limbs with the giant scythe.

Even if it's just an illusion, it's an incomparably tragic reality before it breaks free.

Confused by the illusion and believing that they were badly wounded, the soldiers rolled on the ground and cried out in pain, and in an instant, the network of fire that filled the hole in the mines disappeared.

Even if Silas, who woke up in time, shattered the Phantom with his own cannon, it would be too late.

After bypassing the minefield on both sides, the rushing vampire army finally broke through the gates of Hellsing.

From now on, the tide of battle is reversed, and merciless slaughter awaits the mercenaries!

"The hall is lost...... The third squad retreats! ”

"The fifth squad is engaged in an exchange of fire with the enemy...... Yes! ”

……

A steady stream of bad news came through the headphones, and Pernard's face became worse and worse.

Under the same conditions, even battle-hardened mercenaries can't compete with vampires, not to mention their enemies, the remnants of undefeated monsters who survived the hellish Second World War.

The speed at which the retina cannot catch at all, the ability to predict the trajectory and dodge......

The mercenaries can only be tortured and killed in pain when they encounter them, and they are sucked dry of blood when they are alive, and they die in pain.

In the face of such an enemy who seems to have arrived from hell, once the defense is broken, it will only be one-sided torture and killing.

Under his orders, all the surviving people gathered together and occupied the terrain of the promenade to maintain a situation that could be destroyed at any time.

After a grueling battle, all of them had wounds on their bodies and their fighting spirit was low.

In the face of their comrades being devoured and chewed, no one will be unaffected.

There was an explosion in the direction of Building B, the sound of the last survivors before they died, and the mad monster was gone.

Pernard's face was even worse.

The sound of military boots could be heard in the corridor where the exchange of fire had stopped, and Zorin, carrying the huge scythe, let out a mocking laugh: "Is hellsing this kind of strength?" Laughing to death......"

"Forward, forward!" She smiled weirdly: "Kill them all!" Kill them all! ”

While eating, discussing the freshness of the food with each other, the vampires, guessing the blood type of their prey, lifted their blood-stained faces and grabbed their guns again.

The last encirclement was being closed, but outside the window of the corridor, there were screams.

For the first moment, Zoreen felt a majestic malice rise from the floor beneath her feet like a tidal wave, enveloping the entire Hellsign headquarters, which had been reduced to a slaughterhouse.

Pure malice stirred up the dead air that spread in the blood plasma, and it rose to the sky like illusory wolf smoke!

While Zoreen was closing the encirclement, an unexpected enemy burst into the building from the outermost side!

In the middle of the hall coated in blood and stumps, Bai Shuo pressed the hot barrel of the gun into a pool of blood, and the unpleasant smell of blood rose.

After waiting for the barrel to cool down, he fatigued the metal to the limit, and the almost broken barrel was removed from the gun and replaced with a new one.

"That's what this is......" he looked up and admired the décor around him, "It's not as good as I imagined." ”

Walking to the corner of the stairs, Bai Shuo pulled out his short knife from the vampire's corpse, then took off the communication headset from its charred head with silver and spells, and tried to put it on his ear.

"Hello? Feed? He slapped the microphone and tried to make a sound: "This is the first floor, can the monsters hear it?" ”

"Good evening, everyone." He greeted him very politely: "Everyone's companions have already died first, are the rest of you ready?" ”

In the midst of the rustling noise, a strange voice suddenly sounded, with a twisted rage: "Hellsing's bastard......"

"Well, listening to this voice, it doesn't look like a man or a woman......" After Bai Shuo's eyebrows were raised, he smiled and said the name: "Zorin, Lieutenant Zolene Bruz?" ”

“…… You know my name, who are you? ”

Bai Shuo whistled: "I came from war-torn London, and I was an old sage passing by to play soy sauce, do you believe it or not?" Do you want a staff? Now you can get a 20% discount~"

With a relaxed and teasing smile, Bai Shuo lowered his voice: "I'm on the first floor now, and I'll go up and take off your head in person in a while." ”

Ignoring the sound in the headset, he plucked the communicator from his ear and threw it on the ground where the blood was spreading, crushing it to pieces.

Because the body of strenuous exercise has almost recovered with the help of recovery drugs, but the stretching of muscles has begun to be full of jerkiness and exhaustion.

It's like a machine that has worked to the limit, maintaining an over-frequency output for too long, even if the lubricating oil and power supply are timely, it will inevitably fall apart.

Throwing the bulletproof shield at his feet, which had been twisted to a disfigure, he twisted his waist, the joints grinding against each other made a crisp sound.

If it goes on like this, the bones of the body will fall apart, right? Looks like we're going to enable a standby policy.

He exhaled a fiery breath, and the evaporating sweat from his body turned into a white mist that dissipated in the cold night.

In a pool of blood, he pulled up his sleeve, revealing a tattoo on his upper arm that had healed with the help of bandages and potions.

The large pattern that covers the entire back spreads to the limbs, until the elbows and calves are joined together in a perfect loop.

It's like when Bai Shuo designated the heart as the center, ignoring the outline and function of the body's internal organs and various parts, and then giving it a new concept.

Carrying a 'Tibetan Realm Mandala' contained in the Three Realms, but there is still a part left that has not been drawn.

In other words, it is a line that is the beginning, and it is not inscribed, and the perfect cycle is always incomplete.

"The silly old man asks what is missing...... Bai Shuo remembered the question of the old man who was an assistant when he was engraving, and said with a strange smile: "If you really tattoo it, it will be to find death......

The cycle of the Three Realms and Six Realms, even if it is just a concept, how can the human body be able to carry it?

Even if it was the 'Tibetan Realm Mandala' that had been weakened to the bottom, without sufficient magic power, Bai Shuo would probably only be drawn into a dry corpse within half an hour after the carving was completed.

"But, five or six minutes, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

He drew his short knife and cut a bloody streak on his shoulder, and in an instant, that streak of blood turned into a bridge that supported the six rotational cycles of the Three Realms.

He heard his own heartbeat.