Chapter 178: The Real Struggle

Holy water, concentration C, high compression nozzle, wide area coverage purification device...

Because the concentration is too high, this level of holy water not only has an effect on the body of ordinary people, but is also extremely volatile. Both the purification process and the storage method are unique to the Catholic Church. This kind of almost top-secret thing should only appear in the hands of the Vatican's top leaders or executors, not to mention vampires, monsters who are naturally restrained by holy water, even some other exorcists who are out there cannot have such a thing.

…

"How?"

That playful voice came from afar again

"Are you still satisfied with the gift I have prepared? Accardo. ”

The high concentration of holy water was extremely volatile, so the white smoke quickly dissipated after inflicting severe surface damage on Accardo. And Tobarucain, who avoided the trap through the clone of the card, re-entered the stone chamber from outside the passage.

"Ah, ah, it's ugly."

The corners of his mouth curled up and he looked at the monster with disdain at the monster with barely a good piece of meat on his body... The crimson blood was sprinkled all over the ground, and the monster that once stood high on the throne that belonged only to him could now only prostrate on the ground, whimpering and unable to stand up.

"Hahaha! Is this the undead king Accardo? Haha, after all, it's just a poor worm. ”

Step by step, the playing cards in his hand are like butterflies flying at will.

"Even if you want to escape, it's useless, Accardo, wherever you flee, I'll send you back to your charming homeland... That's right, the depths of that beautiful hell. ”

The cowboy-like monster sneered wantonly, as if it had grasped the arm of the goddess of victory. It's just that at this moment, another terrifying laugh suddenly sounded...

"Haha... Hahahaha! Hahahahaha!! ”

Flaky bruises?

Seriously injured and fell to the ground?

No, for a real monster, such an injury simply cannot hinder the progress of the struggle!

The demon king of Voldemort will not sink there, so of course, it is normal. He laughed and twisted, gathering and twisting the pools of blood around him, and then revealed the true form of the devil.

"It's amazing... It's amazing! ”

The monster lying in a pool of blood slowly stood up, his whole body buried in blood, but his eyes were wide open with unimaginable excitement... And the killing intent that seems to condense into substance!

"Alhambra, are you ready to wail like a pig?"

"Me? Will I wail? Accardo, it seems that you are extremely naïve to even every drop of brains! ”

He fought back without hesitation, but he already faintly felt a completely different atmosphere.

"No, it's rubbish. Not worth mentioning garbage ... I see, relying on the weapons obtained from the Vatican, began to show off his might? Idiot! A sucker! Boring scum!! ”

Unable to distinguish the line between blood and body, the pair of white gloves engraved with incantations crossed in front of them, and finally took on a special pose in front of them, and one eye suddenly opened from the small space made of four fingers!

…

For some reason, the monster who was covered in blood and should have died for a short time gave Tobarukain an illusion of extreme danger at this time.

It was as if an inexplicable voice was warning him. If you keep getting closer, you'll be swept up in that terrible storm, and if you don't take advantage of this opportunity to flee quickly. The gears of fate will crush him deeply!

Restraint Yujutsu No. 3 No. 2 No. 1, solution!

In an instant, in the river of blood that extended from Accardo's body, countless eyes suddenly opened!!

"Okay, let me teach you what a real vampire fight is!!"

The form factor has been completely lost. Now Accardo is a black dog, a poisonous insect, a smoke, a river of blood... It's also a desperate death!

Unleash the Demons!

Transform your body!

The ability to reconstruct the tissues of the body and evolve the tissues!

"You... You..."

Just now, he thought that he had gained an absolute advantage by stratagem, and Tobarucaine had completely lost his bearings. It was only at this moment that he realized the difference between himself and the other party, and realized that the wall between them was like a moat!

The undead king, the strongest vampire... The man who has supported all the titles and fought until now, his horror has far exceeded the limit of his cognitive ability, he is definitely a natural domination, he is definitely a destined emperor, in this dark darkness without five fingers, he is the only truth!

… And now, this cruel truth is about to tear him apart completely!

"Ahhh!!h

The Baskerville Dog, which suddenly manifested from the river, easily tore off his entire arm, and in the instinct of reacting to pain, the "handsome man" let out a terrible scream... That's right, it's a pig-like wail!

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Although it was only a side face, Walter would never admit it, but how could that guy be here?

"Kars? Van Bronck? Wen Gates? Helsing! ”

The astonished butler shouted... For anyone else present, this is probably an extremely unfamiliar name. I'm afraid that even Intergula, who is the current head of the Hesing family, has forgotten this name that has been deliberately erased from the family tree, because even for the Hesin family, which is accustomed to monsters, it is an absolutely ominous name.

In the last generation of Hesing, the famous iron-blooded prince of the empire exiled him, and in the encirclement and suppression of the Vatican and vampires, no one expected that that guy would survive like this...

Of course, Walter has always been very clear about all this.

After all, no matter what, it was because of his shot, the most unstable factor for the Haixin family, that continued to survive.

… However, the more this happened, the more surprised the butler became!

That face... With that pale face, coupled with that terrifying and mysterious ability, there is no doubt that this guy is Kars himself! But shouldn't he have already left for South America?

No, it's not true... Wait, this face is obviously the same as him when he was a teenager fifty years ago!

And if you look closely, that guy's height is only the level of a teenager... The boy in front of him, who had torn his black cloak and had a blank face, was clearly a copy of the young priest who fought with Accardo back then!

"Who the hell are you... Why is it here? ”

“…”

In the face of Walter's questioning, "Kars" was still just speechless, like an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years... At the same time, the domineering aura that lingered around his body seemed to be about to burn, but it was like a volcano about to erupt, and the heat wave was scorching! (To be continued......)