Dark Savages Come To the United States

Akado's body turned into a pitch black color like asphalt in an instant, and the eyes that kept emerging from his body opened one by one, making everyone present shudder.

Bubbles and blinking eyes bring discomfort on the spiritual level, and even some physical nausea.

The shadow on the ground also changed with his body. From the shadow emerged a pitch-black vicious dog, drooling at Luke Valentine, with ferocious and uneven white teeth that looked like jagged teeth. distortion.

Even the unbearable stench immediately came from the saliva in the vicious dog's mouth.

"Strange! Monster!"

Luke Valentine's expression dropped instantly, and he stared at Akado with his eyes wide open.

When the man-made vampire faced the real body of the vampire king, he was immediately destroyed by the powerful pressure.

The blade standing in the crowd is also very uncomfortable, and the trembling of the body is already clearly visible.

"A monster? It turns out that you are also the unpopular kind!"

Akado looked at Luke Valentine, who was completely lost in front of him, with disappointment and anger, as if he had been fooled.

All his expectations turned into wishful thinking in the face of Luke Valentine's collapse!

"The Third Reich should have been destroyed, and Hydra is just a remnant."

Steve was wary of Akado and Luke Valentine in front of him, and he held down Blade's trembling shoulder.

His eyes were fixed on the dismembered but still conscious ghoul soldiers.

The shield in hand is placed in front of the body, ready to fight at any time.

"My body is shaking!"

Rumlow held the sledgehammer in his hand and stared at the maddened Akado. He was also ready to fight. This terrifying cold breath made him clearly feel the warmth brought by anger. .

With trembling hands, he took out a bottle of vodka, bit the bottle cap and poured it into his mouth. The shards of glass pierced his mouth, but he swallowed the shattered glass shards mixed with wine and blood. .

"I can't stand this atmosphere anymore, the anger is rising!"

Luke's teeth creaked, and the tip of the war blade in his hand was already pointing at Akado.

The pressure brought by Akado's breath was too great.

The few people present no longer thought about how to defeat and kill Akado, and now they are still far from this level.

"xia!"

With the weapon in hand, Matthew charged directly at Luke Valentine.

He was the most sober among the barbarians present, and he was the only one who was not completely engulfed by the fearful breath emitted by Akado, because he had already been in contact with Akado once, and even though the pressure was even greater now, he could barely bear it. .

But at this time, he also needs a hearty battle!

Solving those enemies is the best choice.

Killing enemies won't make them fully antagonistic to Helsing, though that's not a good option either.

In a blink of an eye, the ax and the mace had passed through Luke Valentine's body, and with Matthew's vigorous upward lift, the man-made vampire was cut in two.

The upper body began to splatter blood in midair.

Because Jessica had already appeared behind Luke Valentine, a blow inherited from Orac had split the vampire's waist.

The ax slashed across with bloodstains, and the splashed blood flowers had a strange beauty.

Rumlow smashed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, and the blood and wine mixed all over the place.

He held the giant hammer upside down and walked towards the remaining ghoul soldiers. The hammer head scratched the carpet and made a harsh sound on the ground!

"S.H.I.E.L.D., please don't meddle in our battle!"

Butler Walter stared at Rumlow who was walking towards him with a distorted face, and the silk thread in his hand pulled out a metal net in front of him as a threat.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s meddling would damage Helsing's honor, and Walter was doing what he thought was right.

"Old butler, we are very upset by the crimes of those guys. Wouldn't it be better to get rid of those guys as soon as possible?"

Luke fixed his eyes on Akado, and the painful struggle of millions of lives entangled made it difficult for him to restrain his anger.

Among the few people present, perhaps Luke was the most unacceptable to aliens, especially Akado, the king of vampires, who despised life, blasphemed life, and played with life, which made his muscles tremble.

Even though he was talking to Walter, his angry eyes were still staring at Akado.

"That's my prey! Boy!"

Akado's tone was filled with identifiable dissatisfaction, and the blood red eyes on his body opened even wider.

His body instantly turned into a shadow, and the beast directly swallowed Luke Valentine's body.

"Akado!"

Integula called Akado's name for the second time, with a stern tone.

With this cry, Akado's body re-formed beside the ghouls, and those open red eyes began to close one by one.

He turned around slowly, and lowered his proud head to Integula.

Integra is the shackles Akado gave himself, no one can limit Akado's consciousness, except himself.

And now he handed over the reins to Integula, a twenty-three-year-old girl to him.

The dignitaries behind Integra said nothing about the conflict at hand.

Compared with the vampire Akado, they have more trust in the humans of S.H.I.E.L.D.

But the positions of Hessing and S.H.I.E.L.D. are obviously different.

At this moment their arrogance kept them dignified, even though their legs were already trembling under Akado's momentum.

"My master."

"What will you do in the face of the enemy?"

"As you wish."

Akado didn't even look at the other people present, and his figure disappeared. The surrounding ghouls were instantly overwhelmed by the blood that filled the passage, and the torrent of blood began to pour from this floor. Continue until everything is rinsed out.

"Captain America, it seems that we can't cooperate well, so tell us what SHIELD means now."

Integula took out a cigarette and pressed it on his slender palm.

The palm of the palm has calluses from long-term shooting, and the palm is also covered with marks formed by practicing swordsmanship.

Walter put away the silk thread in his hand, saluted calmly, and then walked behind Integula.

Rumlow and the others also put away their weapons and watched all this happen quietly.

...

Hellboy is working with the hunters of the Osiris Club, and he has received a mission from his father to help these guys hunt down those giant monsters.

But on a small bridge, he is betrayed.

If there is anything that hurts his heart more than a knife stabbed in the back, it is only a knife stabbed in the back by someone close to him!

If it weren't for three giant monsters suddenly breaking into the battlefield and killing those hunters, Hellboy would have become history.

After a bloody battle, he killed three giant monsters, but was also seriously injured and unconscious.

Before he passed out, he saw a somewhat familiar figure walking by his side.

When he woke up, he found that he was sleeping in a cramped room. Not far away, a man with complicated expression was lighting a cigarette and looking at him.

"John Constantine?"

"It's me. I'm considering whether to kill you directly."

Constantine's face is no longer the morbid emaciation before. After his soul is replenished, he is much healthier than before.

"What the hell is going on? Why is everyone trying to kill me?"

Hellboy sat up straight, and unceremoniously took a cigarette from the table next to Constantine.

On the table next to Konstantin, cigarettes were scattered, and the shreds of tobacco were already dried out.

"Why don't you smoke cigars?"

Hellboy raised his eyes and looked at Constantine. The cigarette was too small for his size, and the thick smoke of the cigar could meet his needs. .

"Honestly, I'm also considering whether to take you to those guys in exchange for a lot of money. You know they don't want you alive, as long as you take your head, I don't have to run around for income for the rest of my life , or even a picture of you dead."

Constantine snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, picked up the shotgun on the table and pointed it at Hellboy.

"St. Angel's blood, plus the archbishop's blessing, I think it should be enough to kill you."

Constantine watched angrily as Hellboy took his lighter and lit the cigarette.

The heavy bullet in this gun was drawn by him before Angel lost his strength, and he entrusted others to do the blessing, and finally only made such a powerful ammunition.

He didn't know how lethal the bullet was to the demon, but it was definitely enough to kill Hellboy.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Hellboy smoked the cigarette until only the butt was left in one breath. He could finish smoking even a cigar in a short time. For him, a cigarette was just a consumable one bite at a time.

His strong body also has enough powerful internal organs.

At the end of the cigarette butt there was still a slight flame from a whole shred of tobacco, which was then snuffed out by his right hand with a stone.

"I want to know what you can give me if you become a king, or if you will keep my soul from the hands of hell."

Constantine threw the shotgun aside.

The identity of Hellboy is no secret in the circle of British psychics, especially when the news of the theft of Blood Queen Nivi's head spread, everyone focused on Hellboy.

Anu n Rama!

The name of Hellboy, a direct descendant of the legendary King Arthur.

Only he can pick up the sword in the stone and become the undisputed king of England.

But it's also a conspiracy from hell.

The Hellboy who picked up the sword in the stone will also forcibly open the passage to hell in England. "World Destroyer" is the title of Hellboy in hell, which is louder than "son of hell".

"Buzz~"

The movement of the helicopter passed through from outside, and Constantine's small apartment was directly surrounded.

boom! With a bang, the poor door of this room was kicked open by heavily armed soldiers.

It was the posture in the "fbi" warning, Constantine raised his hands directly and watched the coming man point a gun at Hellboy.

"Shit!"

Hellboy waved the soldier who entered the door and knocked him down to the ground, then looked at the old man who walked in through the door.

"Father?"

"Hey, boy! Why are you so angry?"

It was Professor Bloom who came. As the leader of B.P.R.D, this old man was also one of the first ordinary people in the free country to devote himself to fighting against the supernatural.

"I don't understand why you can't knock on the door and come in?"

"Boy, we didn't find you after we cleaned up the disgusting scene you and the troll left behind, you know I even thought of the worst. Thank goodness you're alright!"

"Well, I think 100,000 pounds is an appropriate amount of compensation."

Constantine pointed to the kicked open door and said.

Well, after Constantine's soul is fully replenished, although he will hesitate to do many things, such as whether to kill Hellboy.

In other words, his cowardice breeds more kindness and hesitation.

But he was still just as coquettish.

Following Constantine's intervention, the conversation between the father and son fell silent for a moment.

Originally, Baron Hellboy planned to ask his father that he appeared on that island to kill him.

"John Constantine, long known."

Professor Bloom greeted Constantine as if he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I thought, that wouldn't be a good name."

"Okay, you know what hurts more than a knife in the back?"

Hellboy questioned his father like a rebellious child, waving his arms a little uneasily.

"I think it was probably stabbed in the back by me."

Constantine interrupted Hellboy's questioning again, and then said to Professor Bloom:

"If 100,000 pounds is too expensive, 50,000 pounds is fine? You have to know that this big red monster's head is enough to keep me from running around for the rest of my life. My God! Can you imagine when you saved the world What is the experience of having to find a way to fill your stomach afterwards? That is worse than being stabbed in the back!"

"Well, Constantine! You never saved the world!"

Professor Bloom was a little angry. Facing the famous guy Constantine, it was difficult for him to face it calmly.

In other words, there is no one who can calmly face Constantine, even demons and angels cannot do this.

"No, I saved it, but you didn't know it."

Constantine ejected the heavy bullet from the shotgun at the side and put it in his jacket pocket, before speaking slowly.

"Okay, Constantine, please keep quiet for now, now I want to introduce someone to Hellboy."

Professor Bloom had no intention of arguing with Constantine on this topic. He waved towards the door, and after a short while a soldier walked in.

"Captain Ben Demio, Commander, M11 Special Forces."

Professor Bloom stretched out his palm and said to Captain Demio:

"Demio, this is my son, Hellboy, you know."

"M11? I thought they disbanded after the war."

Hellboy looked at Captain Demio and said.

"I thought our goal was to kill demons, not be with them."

Captain Damio confronted Hellboy unceremoniously.

"I think this Scarface is right. It looks like you are the leader of these soldiers, right? Xin Hui Xin will!"

Constantine immediately stood up to meet him, then grabbed Demio's hand and began to release the Grip of Indestructibility.

"Well, can you help me with the matter of compensation? This is not difficult at all for a secret army like yours."

"Sir, please let go of my hand first, compensation is not a problem."

Demiou was a little flustered by Constantine's enthusiasm. He is a soldier, not a politician, and he is not good at dealing with civilians.

He forcefully pulled his hands out of Constantine's hands, promising compensation.

"So, when will the compensation of 100,000, no, 150,000 pounds arrive? I don't have a bank account, so I want cash, of course not because cash can avoid taxes or something."

Constantine said with a doggy smile, completely ignoring whether his behavior of sitting on the ground and raising prices was appropriate.

He wouldn't be ashamed of it, though, and maybe laugh aloud.

"I gotta say, you promised him, Scarface. By the way, have you looked in the mirror lately?"

Hellboy spoke with a rare sense of schadenfreude.

"Do you think it's funny?"

"Maybe, my psychological interventionist said that I use my sense of humor to fit into the circle of normal people."

Hellboy was a little concerned about Demio's demon sound, and he, who was not serious at first, chose to sneer back.

"Huh? Integrate into a normal person? Then I can only wish you good luck."

Damio said with a polite smirk on his face.

"Then, sir, because the issue of compensation needs further discussion, you have to act with us now."

Damio's approach was obviously to give Constantine something good to reassure him, so that he would know that "blackmail" was a mistake.

"You will regret this!"

Hellboy muttered in a low voice.

"What?"

Captain Demio didn't hear it very clearly, but his intuition told him that it was not a good word.

"Of course no problem. By the way, my name is John, John Constantine. You can call me whatever you want."

Constantine said with a smirk on his face, he was already thinking about how to get into this team.

His sense of justice cannot make him flinch in the face of great danger. There is no dispute that he is a hero, but he is not so decent.

"Okay, so...Cons what? Constantine!"

The scars on Damio's face were distorted. As the commander of M11 who was fighting monsters, even if he had never met Constantine, he must have heard of his name.

"I wish us a happy cooperation. Of course, the remuneration will be calculated separately."

Constantine took out a newly written business card and stuffed it in Demio's pocket. Because it was newly written, the business card was still flat.

"I'm glad to see you have a good conversation, although this is the UK, this is a joint operation."

Professor Bloom left the hut first and walked out, and the rest of the people came out together. Before going out, Constantine looked at his own door, as if he was thinking about whether he should replace it with a metal anti-theft door. .

That kind of door might be able to stop the "fbi" warning, he himself is a guy who is easy to come to check the water meter.

"Come on, I can knock out the teeth of the Osiris Club guys by myself."

Hellboy waved his stone right hand and said.

"No, this is much more serious than you think. St. Sebastian's Church was attacked, and even Father Anderson didn't stop those guys from stealing a thing."

B·P·R·D is the countermeasure department for supernatural events, and they have a relatively close relationship with the church.

So I know more details about the news in this regard.

"One of Nivi's boxes, I foresaw it."

Constantine patted Hellboy's tall shoulder and said.

"What?"

Hellboy was a little puzzled.

"Vivienne Nivi! That's the Blood Queen. A fifteenth-century endless witch who, in all her powers, has nearly wiped out Britain, and this time the whole world, just by plague."

Constantine still explained with a smile on his face, but his body trembled slightly.

As a Necromancer, he knew very well how powerful the legendary Blood Queen was.

"King Arthur himself slew the demon, divided her with the King's Sword and put her in a box, hiding her in multiple places."

When Captain Demiou interjected, he gave Constantine a vicious look, and he was a little trembling seeing Constantine's smile.

"The Osiris Club found one a long time ago and made her part of the collection."

Professor Bloom made the final summary.

"Okay, then we're going to report back on what the Osiris Club did, and then find the box, and find the person who wants to glue her up, which is awesome."

After Hellboy finished speaking, he took out his father's pocket, took out a chocolate bar from it, tore open the package and stuffed it into his mouth with a clicking sound. It sounds like the chocolate bar is of excellent quality.

"Once you find the box, you go back to your cage!"

Captain Demio said in an angry tone, and then walked directly into the elevator.

He doesn't like Hellboy, but the reason for his anger is that he actually asked Constantine to join the team.

"My cage?"

Hellboy pressed the elevator door and yelled at Damio:

"I'll specifically ask you to clean up the sawdust in my shit bowl, can't wait until you smell demon shit! Man!"

"Okay, you go directly to Osiris Club, I'm going back to the base to find the whereabouts of the other boxes."

Professor Bloom patted Hellboy's arm and said:

"Boy, there's your new toy in the car, and your favorite things, but remember to be restrained. Neither sweets nor tobacco will do you any good."

Professor Bloom put his head close to Hellboy, and Hellboy obediently lowered his head and put his ear close to his father.

"Also, stay away from Constantine. Although that guy is very capable, you know, his teammates have no good end."

After whispering, Professor Bloom directly entered the elevator on the other side and waved goodbye.

This is the guaranteed update on the 12th, and the guaranteed update on the 13th will probably start in the afternoon.

Good night.