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Chapter 325: The King of Monsters, Coming!

More and more people are noticing the helicopter swarm in the sky, and people suffering from monsters and fires have emerged with their last hope, running out of their hiding places and shouting for help. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The voice of the announcement appeared as the helicopter swarm approached, and a gentle voice announced: "God wins, God reigns, God ...... King's Landing! ”

"May grant John Paul II, the most exalted Pope of the world, infinite peace, life and salvation!"

"Please grant unlimited peace, life, and salvation to all the clergy appointed by the Pope!"

Countless shadows flew in the sky in the dark night, and the light of dozens of searchlights lit up at the same time, like beasts cruising their territory in the deep sea.

Cold and cruel, without any warmth in it.

In the exclamation of everyone's 'angels', the gentle voice suddenly turned into coldness.

In the sky, a monster-like transport helicopter hangs a sealed podium.

As the lights turned on, Maxwell on the podium showed a gloomy expression and said loudly into the dozens of microphones in front of him: "That's right! We are the agents of the Angel of Death! ”

"Now the Inquisition will be convened and the verdict will be announced!" Maxwell's face was contorted and he waved his hands: "Defendant: Britain!" Defendant: Monster! ”

After a pause, he yelled with a wicked grin: "All sentenced to death!" Death penalty, death penalty, death penalty! Death penalty, death penalty! Death penalty! ”

With his voice, the cannon on board the helicopter began to rotate the barrel, and suddenly, the sound of countless cannon fire in unison resounded throughout the night sky.

Endless bullets rained down from the sky and fell in the crowd, blooming blood flowers.

In an instant, an entire human body was torn into irregular pieces of flesh by the rain of bullets, and smeared on the ground messily.

Heretics, death penalty!

No longer the shepherds who save the world, they are now demons who bring death. Comes only for killing, and exists only for killing!

The Ninth Airmobile Crusade has finally entered the battlefield of London!

"It's on, it's on...... Here we go......"

Bai Shuo squinted his eyes and steered the vehicle through the ruins at a rapid pace, muttering to himself, looking forward to the grand opening of the war.

Suddenly, the vehicle stopped on a broken bridge suspended in the air - arrogantly dashed into the range of the Crusader searchlights, and then stopped.

Bai Shuo's body leaned out of the car window, smiling gently.

For a moment, the pilot of the transport plane frowned at the fool who suddenly jumped out at his feet; I don't know what he's doing, but I just need to do my job.

In an instant, the weapon system on the helicopter had locked Bai Shuo's body.

"Die! Heathen! The smirking pilot was about to press the red button, but heard a sudden boom in the helicopter siren.

Locked?!

In Bai Shuo's hands, a huge shoulder-mounted rocket launcher suddenly appeared, and a rocket had been assembled in a special order within five seconds.

Now on the screen in front of him, the huge body of the helicopter has been completely locked.

For more than a second, a red trail ran through the distance between Bai Shuo and the transport plane.

Amid the ever-faster sirens, the helicopter didn't even make an evasive move, and suddenly lit up the night sky in the light of the explosion.

Countless machines, parts, and flesh flew away with the waves of air, and the huge fuselage that had lost power burned and fell.

A scorching wind blew into the car window with the fall of the fuselage, and in the cold night, igniting the flame with human life is really a suitable warming behavior for the battlefield.

Bai Shuo sighed and started the vehicle, disappearing into the layers of ruins amid the roar of machine guns.

"Oh! That little ghost is doing a pretty good job. ”

The major, holding the binoculars, sighed and turned around.

Standing on the outermost layer of the airship, ignoring the danger of stray bullets, the major smiled and said, "All members of the brigade should listen carefully......"

"Wear UV protection! Gather! ”

His voice turned into radio waves, which were transmitted from station to station.

The monsters who received the order cheered and chanted in unison: "Brigade! Concentrate! …… Brigade! Concentrate! ”

From the pool of blood, from the ruins, from the shadows, everyone ran with shouts and chores, and in unison they ran through the ruins of London, converging, and turning into an array of emergents from hell, walking through blood and fire.

Countless masked vampires in blood-stained coats and guns in hand converged.

And not far from them, a huge transport plane landed on the ground with the sound of a monster whistling.

Crusader knights, clad in steel armor and white cloaks, stepped out of it.

They cheered in unison: "amen!amen!amen!amen!"

The iron boots trampled on the earth, making the sound of steel rubbing against the earth. In the midst of a sound of voices, they ran on the ground with large shields and guns armed with axes and axes, and finally erected a large shield at the front, like a wall of steel.

The barrels of the guns, loaded with bayonets, protruded from the back of the shields with sharp edges.

With the body of a human being held high in steel, the Crusaders turned into an unbreakable array and confronted the array of monsters.

In the bloody wind, there is not a long distance between the cold-blooded monsters and the martyred fanatics.

Under the gas mask or mask, there is a look of expectation; They wait for the order and then continue to kill or hunt monsters!

There was a screeching sound in the sky from the microphone and the speaker being too close, and Maxwell looked down at the soldiers at his feet and commanded, "Look at it with wide eyes!" Hold on here and take our enemies ...... Slay them all! ”

He smiled and stretched out his hand: "Target, ahead!" Death penalty, execution! ”

With his command, machine guns and artillery fire on all helicopters simultaneously made a loud noise.

Under the light of the muzzle fire, countless bullets flew towards the airship and the earth in the sky.

The target is anything that can still move, whether it's a human, a monster, or something innocent.

And the huge airship is still advancing, and a steady stream of vampires are rushing out of the darkness and converging.

The frenzied firefight between the last brigade and the airmobile crusaders shattered everything that enveloped it!

Watching the rows of heretics reduced to dead bodies in the artillery fire, Maxwell laughed and declared, "Die!" Die! Die! Die! Don't let any of them go! ”

"That's our power! That's the power of the Vatican! He sneered and made a voice: "Only dead Protestants are good Protestants......"

The surviving humans ran wailing, and one by one they fell under machine-gun and artillery fire.

"How so! Something must have gone wrong...... Didn't you come to save us......"

The man with his broken legs was crying on the ground, unable to accept this reality.

A vehicle wrecked under artillery fire roared past him, making its way through the rubble toward the center of the battlefield.

"Save you? How could such a dream ever exist? ”

Bai Shuo heard the cry outside the window, and galloped in the gap between the artillery fire with an indifferent expression; "Entrusting one's life in the hands of others can only be described as stupid!"

The tattered car, which had been hit by stray bullets, kept moving forward in the flames of war, and a bullet suddenly flew through the gap in the floor, through the window that was about to collapse, and then flew towards Bai Shuo's head.

There was a sharp whistling in the air, and the bullet was split in half by the sudden appearance of the blade.

The whole world was already extremely clear in Bai Shuo's ears, and he even doubted that even if he closed his eyes, he could walk on the ground on this noisy battlefield.

Countless sounds are intertwined in my head, but they become maps and scenes that I don't even realize it.

Vague cognitions are intuitively retrieved and drive the body to respond most directly.

Hear the slightest sounds in the rain of bullets: the sound of bolts, the sound of flames......

The world is in front of you.

Bai Shuo's face showed a smile that even he didn't understand why, maybe he was starting to like this place.

This battlefield ......

Vehicles sped through the rubble, breaking through the broken walls and speeding down the streets.

Both the Crusader arrays and the vampire teams could hear the sound of engines rapidly approaching from a distance.

Against the backdrop of the blood-colored firelight, it was obviously broken to the extreme, but it was still like a monster running wildly on the side of the vehicle galloping!

There was a crashing sound, the engine made a cacophony as if it was about to explode, and the black vehicle with its tattered shell was stained with blood-red marks.

With a tyrannical aura that doesn't need to be felt with the naked eye, speed forward!

And just as everyone raised their weapons and aimed them in their direction, Bai Shuo suddenly had an illusion.

The entire battlefield was quiet.

The rhythm of the war, set off by Major and Maxwell, was interrupted by this deathly silence.

Everyone could sense that something was coming......

After being stunned for a moment, Bai Shuo turned his head in the direction of the right, looking into the depths of the mist that suddenly rose at some point.

Sensing the malicious gaze that was placed on him, he responded with a cold smile: "Welcome back, King of Monsters...... Pander to! Card! Many! ”

In the deepest depths of the fog, vast shadows flow up the River Thames into the ruins of London.

Once upon a time a vampire came to England and boarded a sailing ship in order to get the woman he loved......

The sailboat sped at incredible speed in the thick fog, from wave to wave. Finally, when the whole ship has been killed......

The ghost ship arrived in the port of London with a load of dead people and coffins.

The name of the ship is the Demito, and the Russian word is Demitori......

"Is it a coincidence that it appears in the same way as hundreds of years ago?" Bai Shuo held the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator: "I'm looking forward to your appearance more and more, King of Monsters!" ”

Ships of steel laden with corpses weaved through the bloody and rancid rivers, crushing everything that dared to stand in their way, until a great shadow emerged from the thick fog.

Bai Shuo, who was in a hurry, suddenly raised his head, turned his gaze to look at the sky: "It's here." ”