Immortals with great power generally have a bad problem.

That's arrogance.

When facing enemies, no matter how strong or weak, they like to chatter, maybe put some water, or simply give the opposite side a life to make the battle more interesting.

Accardo is no exception.

He is the Piercing Duke, the first blood clan in the history of mankind, and the immortal prince in the river of blood. He had the pride to be proud of until he was defeated by Van Helsing, the legendary witcher, and then saw the sunset.

Now Accardo's pride is being trampled on.

The Blood God Vanguard took his blood and left him with a wound that was extremely difficult to heal. How much human blood did Accardo suck from the human realm in the material realm, and how many souls did he imprison that should have been free?

The answer is millions.

This is the gift and curse that the Piercing Gong has received in the long years of fighting and killing, and the god of blood has promised this tragic hero to do such a great cause, and the price will naturally be demanded when necessary. Now that the Claimant has obtained this furious cold-blooded essence, Terra has many fewer obstacles to the Blood God's extreme roughness.

Many, many people regard the Blood God as a madman, a raging reckless.

But war also contains wisdom.

On the chessboard that the dark gods were staring at, the successful fall of the Lord of Skulls attracted the sideways glances of several other chess players, and it seemed to be too smooth.

And Li Lin, the host who sat on the throne of the chess game and was at the top, was silent.

The other beings seemed to understand something, and continued to look at the unpredictable chessboard, thinking about what their next move would be smoother when it was their turn.

The vanguard of the Blood God suppressed Accardo.

The vampire king, who fought across the ocean far from his homeland, had his own strength declining, and the river of soul blood that he relied on for sustainment was pulled out by the saber of the imperial master to open a way to the outside world, which could not be used well, and in the simple and unpretentious knife fighting each other, Accardo soon could not continue to maintain his human form.

At this moment, the piercing Gong had turned into a terrible mass.

The lost left hand part conjured the shadow of a hound, the blood-red eyes that had been staring at the strong enemy, and the torn waist writhed to pull out an irregular illusory blood river projection, and countless eyes full of emotions were emerging, and the density made people feel uncomfortable physiologically!

Accardo wounded the Imperial Master.

Half of the face of this martial arts pioneer seems to have been eaten by wild beasts, and he has been injured by the dark magic of the vampire king, and being able to do this with magic is enough to show that Accardo's attainments in magic are not bad.

After all, the warriors of the Blood God generally have immunity to resistance to spells.

In the face of this group of bloodthirsty headhoppers, it is easy for the caster to be honestly caught up in a nightmare-like scenario.

The aftermath of the battle between two terrifying superhumans destroyed an entire street, and there were pools of blood everywhere, rendering the ashes of ruins extremely glaring, as if it were a vivid oil painting that made people's blood boil and longed for battle.

"Bloodthirsty, your mission is complete, step aside."

I had a good addiction to killing with Accardo, and I also knew that it was impossible to really kill Accardo on this battlefield with his current self, and the Imperial Master would not continue to entangle with him.

There are more hunting heads waiting ahead.

The Blood God is not a god with long-term patience, and besides, such a meaningless battle is far less dedicated to the Blood God than the brutal slaughter of humans.

“……”

Accardo didn't reply, just took a deep look at the ferocious and terrifying Chaos Demon, and then slowly turned into countless bats with flapping wings, and flew away in the blood-colored afterglow that fell.

As an ally, his mission has been accomplished.

Out of some concern for himself, Accardo chose to return to the British Isles as soon as possible, and he had to carefully and thoroughly examine himself for a long sleep. and inform the Protestant Knights that this chaotic invasion may not be a small fight in the past, and the long-planned invasion of the other side of the material world may be revealing.

The Imperial Master boarded his mount with his saber.

"Oh, what you owe to the Lord is a great deal, and you are in debt, and there is no one who can avoid it."

The low, roaring Tiger had more blood-colored attachments than before, making it look like it wasn't a mortal creature, but some kind of creature with a bloodthirsty instinct, and its tracks were like feeding claws as it ran over some corpses, easily wring it into a tank and turning it into a more versatile material.

The slightly blocked vanguard of the Blood God tirelessly pursued the marked commissar Petrov.

On September 19, the city of Kiev fell.

This is the second millennium since the creation of Terra, a new peak of the most violent surging in the Central Asian space, with the fierceness of the siege and the brutality of both sides, the world in the eyes of humans in the Kyiv region is undergoing some strange changes.

It seems that at some point, people can see many ghosts flickering, or hear some indescribable sounds, or see strange spatial colors. Everyone's emotions generally became irritable, they felt a faint anger burning, and they were always trying to find a suitable person to vent to.

Not just the Imperials, but also Mrs. Keishrie.

The mood of all intelligent life in the Kyiv region went into question, and those simple-minded livestock and wild animals began to kill each other, as for humans......

They have been killing each other, more cruel than animals.

The Russian army withdrew from the city of Kyiv to continue the resistance, and there are still many civilians in the city who have not had time to evacuate, or have not left at all.

There was no shortage of Jews among them.

One can imagine how the Jews, who were equivalent to the raw materials of soap and furniture in the empire, would be treated.

Petrov had endless sadness in his eyes as he withdrew from the city of Kyiv.

He had just received the news of his wife's death, which had been told to him by a friend from another unit, who had died a very honorable death, not only serving as a medic on the battlefield, but also killing more than one Imperial Yankee with a weapon. She ended up dying under the bayonet of a pioneer soldier, a monster that humans could not fight.

It was too late for Petrov, immersed in grief, to set off.

He will travel to the Yagotin region.

According to the information conveyed by the command, although the notorious Skull Vanguard Regiment was badly wounded, the abominable and evil Imperial Master had not suffered much, and as originally planned, the Yagotin region was the grave of the monster.

Petrov only wished his children Virgil and Dante well, and evacuated from the city of Kiev.

However, the two little ones did not succeed in evacuating from the city of Kyiv.

For some reason, Li Lin was hiding in the basement of a house with them, and the two children were looking at Li Lin uneasily, and he was doing some in-depth and detailed understanding of a flickering ghost, so that it seemed as if he was performing some kind of evil ritual to others.

Not long after, Steve also touched the basement, and he looked at Li Lin with extremely complicated eyes.