Dark Savages Come To the United States

The weapon in Matthew's hand was above his head, blocking the path of the bullet, and the huge impact fell directly on Matthew's body.

This force left a pair of footprints on the ground.

A ball of flames dyed the dark basement red, and Matthew jumped up with all his feet.

The two weapons rushed out of the fire first, and then pierced Silas's chest with unstoppable momentum, pinning her to the ceiling.

"A little too weak."

Matthew said a little bored, and let go of his hand by the way, and the whole person fell back to the ground a little dissatisfied.

This kind of fighting is not even a pastime for him.

Although Silas has strong immortality as a vampire, when facing an invincible opponent, the stronger the immortality will only bring more intense pain.

"Ahem~"

The large gun in Silas's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and her hands were propped on the ceiling behind her in a contorted position.

I saw her forcefully, and she fell to the ground with two weapons.

The body adjusted its posture slightly, allowing itself to stand and fall into Matthew's sight.

"I haven't lost yet!"

While coughing blood from his mouth, Silas charged again at Matthew.

Bi's hands in front of him didn't even pull out the weapon that pierced his body, but stabbed Matthew's eyes with knives.

It was difficult for her to draw the weapon on her body.

Because Matthew spun around as he drove his hatchet and mace through her body.

If he pulled it out forcibly, it would only make his injuries worse. Even if he wouldn't die, he would completely lose the strength to continue fighting.

For her, Akado's request is the highest order, and she will have no other thoughts other than execution.

Fighting is the only thing at this moment!

"It's really not smart."

Matthew tore off the half-burned coat on his body, and then lifted his feet.

In an instant, the most basic earthquake skills were released.

The huge shock on the ground made the whole building tremble, and Silas, who was rushing forward, was knocked to the ground by the violent shock wave.

The flame-like shock wave from the extruded earthquake skill made Silas's body burn for a while, and the blond hair became curled up.

The power of barbarian skills is released to harm the enemy, so they will attack those deadly places more concentratedly.

"I don't want to cause too much damage. If I disturb Luke's good things, I'm afraid I will be entangled by him."

Matthew said casually, his head already lowered.

In a few steps, he rushed to Silas's side, avoiding the pair of white palms that could penetrate metal, and pulled out the two weapons without hesitation.

Several broken bones swayed in the air with the blood, and Matthew stepped on Seles' shoulder without mercy.

He flicked Silas's head with a mace to mark his victory, and then his eyes shifted to Akado.

There is no need for mercy when fighting, this is what Matthew realized from the secret realm.

Mercy is the privilege of the victor, the dead have nothing.

"Okay, Silas, step back and tell Integra that the S.H.I.E.L.D. battles let them act on their own."

Akado said flatly, then looked at Matthew:

"Maybe this battle is not interesting to you, but she will become stronger."

"I'm more looking forward to fighting with you."

Matthew put the weapon back on his waist, then turned around silently and planned to leave.

Now that the matter of this trip has been resolved, it is time to rest.

There is no more value in staying here.

The real fight won't be too far away, Matthew can confirm.

Dao Feng finally restrained the trembling of his body, and retreated with Matthew.

After meeting Akado, he already understood the source of that feeling, and there was no need to search further.

"Akado, tell me the truth, I think now is the time."

Hellboy was still sitting on the ground, and he put the plastic package in his pocket casually.

The long confrontation between him and Akado was more like wasting his life. After seeing Matthew, he couldn't bear the loneliness.

"Maybe it's time, or maybe it's almost too late, you'll know."

Akado spoke to Hellboy in a strange tone.

It seems to be hesitating.

Akado, the most powerful vampire.

He has more news than people think.

Silas raised his head with some difficulty, and looked at his master. Akado smiled and opened his palm, throwing a pool of blood in front of Silas.

"Drink it, you will become stronger."

Akado ignored the Hellboy who was getting up, and just looked at Silas who was lying on the ground.

"Drink it, Silas Victoria!"

Akado's magical and charming voice sounded, calling with an expectant tone.

"Master! I can't do it!"

Silas's lungs were badly damaged, so her growling was very strange.

"Why?"

Akado pressed his hat, then stood up.

"I just, I just feel like if I do that, I'm going to lose something."

Silas closed her eyes and shouted as loud as she could.

Drinking Akado's blood represents Silas' freedom.

She is no longer Akado's effort, but she has no special relationship with Akado anymore.

Furthermore, Silas, who has never sucked blood, once she really ingests blood, she will completely abandon her human side.

Being a vampire gradually becomes icy until someone can awaken that frozen heart.

Silas lay on the ground without saying a word, and Akado stood beside her for the first time showing a gentle smile called gratification.

"Then, Silas, go to rest. Your wound will heal in just one night."

Akado glanced at Hellboy who was staring at him, and grinned his white teeth.

"Integula, I will tell you personally, go to sleep now."

Akado stretched out his hand to cover Silas' eyes, and then left the basement with the incomplete vampire girl.

Only Hellboy was left staring at Akado's back without saying a word.

Hellboy always felt that he was about to face the truth that had been covered up all along, but he had nothing to do right now.

...

"So, Ms. Nivi, what can you do?"

The chubby major spoke to a head placed in a wooden box in front of his seat, with a curious and contemptuous tone.

Curiosity is caused by the consciousness of this existence with only the head left, and contempt is directed at this existence itself.

The decorations around him are full of the style of the Third Reich, and the indescribable flag is hanging behind him.

"I can give you the world, but you have to crawl in front of me!"

The head with a beautiful and alluring face spoke to the man in front of her with an evil bewitchment, her eyes were full of charm.

Just like the scent of lavender, the strong one is annoying!

But no sane person would be seduced by a talking head, especially to the major, it was nonsense.

"Give me the world? Listen! Listen! I've got a chance to own the world!"

The major spoke loudly to Warrant Officer Schrödinger beside him with a smile. Among the few people present, only Schrödinger could set off the atmosphere well.

Warrant Officer Schrödinger showed an excited smile in cooperation and clapped his hands.

"Okay, witch! For your head, we have lost a lot in front of that weird priest! What we want is not the world you said!

Not even a handout for a loser! "

The major pulled out a pistol and shot at the head continuously, each bullet directly piercing through the head. His rudeness interrupted Schrödinger's applause.

He is very irritable now, because the sacrifice should not have occurred at this time, which means that his plan has changed.

The sacrifice was only because of the talking head in front of him!

"I like war, but only war!

Ms. Nivi, what we paid so much to bring out your head is not the world!

So now, tell me what you can do! Otherwise, you will continue to sleep with your world! "

The major swept the head to the ground, then poked Nivi's eyes with a cane and said.

"I can give you strength, or give me to you."

Niwei's head seemed unharmed, and she didn't feel the wound in the eye socket.

Still speaking in the same tone as before, the other intact eye still exudes a temptation that ordinary people cannot resist.

Her focus, ignoring the pain, is enough to move anyone in the world.

"Major, maybe this world..."

The scientist standing behind the major interjected somewhat waveringly, with an expression of inexplicable fanaticism.

"magic?"

The major ignored the doctor behind him, but kept stomping heavily on Nivi's head with his feet, making the sound of a string of boots stomping on his body.

That chubby body was filled with frenzy and madness, and the constant stomping made Niwei's face ugly.

"Now, it's not us praying for strength, but you need us to help you recover your body! Niwei, the famous wizard and blood queen in history! You are just a head now, a head that can't do anything!

What else do you want to do? "

The major took out the cane from Nivi's eye socket, and then took out a piece of silk cloth from his pocket to wipe off the blood on the cane.

His tone changed from madness to calm.

Seeing that the major's actions were coming to an end, Lieutenant Thorin Breeze lifted the head from the ground with his hand full of evil tattoos, and put it into a small square box on the side.

"Major, Lieutenant Cain Abraham died in the hands of the priest while snatching this box, and Captain Bell was also injured. What are we going to do now?"

Lieutenant Thorin Breeze didn't get any response to his question. The major picked up the blood-stained hamburger and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing heavily.

It wasn't until he swallowed all the food in his mouth that he said in an indistinct voice:

"Continue to find the witch's body. Before that, ask the doctor to install a safety device on her. You must accompany her at all times to prevent the doctor from being bewitched by her."

The major snapped his fingers, and Warrant Officer Schrödinger behind him handed over a tissue.

"Then inform Luke Valentine that it's time to say hello to Heissing. According to Pioneer Technology, there are some interesting people there, such as the Captain America with the shield back then."

"Yes, Major!"

Lieutenant Thorin walked directly towards the laboratory with the box, and the sickle on his back symbolized the harvest.

At this time, the doctor showed a crazy expression as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Thorin Blizzard, as the only one in the final brigade with magical power, she was able to resist the bewitching of the Blood Queen very well.

"I was bewitched? I was actually bewitched! Supernatural power, is this magic!"

The doctor was marveling at the wonder of magic, and his trembling fingers showed his desire for research.

"Okay doctor, go to conduct research, Lieutenant Thorin will be responsible for your safety, we are about to usher in a grand enough carnival!"

The chubby major sat back on his seat, with his hands propped in front of his face, a strange light flashed on the glasses.

...

In a peaceful parish, a conversation is taking place.

"Father Anderson, how are your injuries?"

An old man dressed as a bishop spoke to Father Anderson who was watching the children play.

If Father Anderson hadn't been in that church before, I'm afraid even these children would not have been able to survive.

He knew what the other party took away, but now he was not in a hurry.

"Bishop Kars, I can act at any time, don't talk about missions here, they don't know anything."

Father Anderson held the cross on his chest in both hands, speaking in a holy tone as if he was praying.

His eyes were looking at the children, and there was love in his eyes.

God loves the world, but Anderson only loves the Lamb of God.

"They" refers to those carefree children. Father Anderson saved the lives of these believers, but he also paid a price.

Beneath his clerical gown, there was a huge hole in his abdomen, with a small piece of liver missing.

That was the injury he left when he fought the werewolf. Although he killed the bastard vampire playing cards, the werewolf's strength was a bit beyond imagination.

Even though he was the one who won in the end, he failed to kill the monster.

"Blood Queen, the head of the Blood Queen that those guys took away."

Bishop Kars spoke in a low voice.

"The famous undead witch? This world is too big. If I have a chance, I'd like to see if that guy is really immortal!"

A pair of wings of light flashed behind Father Anderson's back, and his peaceful expression became a little ferocious.

A fanatical and devout believer, there is no need to doubt the firm belief.

Father Anderson is the best sharp knife in the church!

Kars was not worried that Father Anderson would not be able to deal with the enemy. Since Father Anderson received the favor of God, he has become even stronger.

If Anderson wasn't a "betrayer" belonging to Section 13, then Father Anderson would already be able to add the word "Holy" to his name.

The sacred flame transformed by that fearless and firm courage made Anderson the most powerful force in the church.

"We will mobilize our strength, and the glory of the Lord will surely fill the world!"

The bishop spoke calmly.

"Amen!"

Father Anderson brought the conversation to a close.

After sleeping for nearly twenty hours, I was shocked!

Then start coding, the moon does not sleep and I do not sleep! Until enough 2W words!

There are still 16,000, everyone, don't wait, get up early and watch!