Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Who the hell is this guy?"

Panting, Dugan raised the revolver in his hand and fired at Walter, biting a cigar soaked in saliva and growling.

John Witkey knocked out a few blood river souls casually, and his eyes turned to the young Walter who had recovered.

"grim Reaper!"

John Wicker swallowed and said nervously:

"Reaper, Walter! I've heard of this senior when I debuted. He became the pinnacle of humanity decades ago!"

Since a guy like Walter exists, it is impossible to leave no trace.

As a member of non-mainstream killers, Walter is a very famous guy on the dark side.

This group of hyena-like killers, as long as they can be obtained by chanting their names, none of them are the kind who shoot from a long distance.

There are countless operations such as car chasing, bullet turning, and pencil killing. It seems that there will be no problem with one more thread cutting.

"Isn't this the old butler in Hai Xin?"

Rumlow scattered dozens of souls in the blood river with a hammer, and took a look at Walter who was entangled with Matthew and Steve with silk threads.

That attire was no different from the old butler he knew, and of course there was no difference in the way of fighting.

"We are fighting here endlessly, when will we beheaded!"

Bucky shook his repaired mechanical arm, and a few metal parts came out, saying with an ugly face.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. team that was supposed to arrive for the decapitation operation is now blocked in the middle, which is not good news.

Although Bucky's metal hand has been repaired, its strength has dropped by more than a notch.

After all, Hydra's technology is more focused on materials than S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Matthew!"

Steve yelled Matthew's name and rushed forward with the shield in front of him.

Although the silk thread in Walter's hand was strong, it was still ineffective compared to the shield made of vibration gold mixed with Edmund alloy.

When Matthew heard this cry, his body was also full of anger.

The weapon in his hand was placed in front of him and charged in Walter's direction.

The mace and hand ax broke through the blockade of Walter's special silk thread, and then pounded on the chest of the handsome young Walter.

By the way, Ma Xie tilted his head back, intending to make another headbutt at the moment of impact.

"ha!"

Casillas roared loudly, and rushed sideways from one side of the blood river to the other, his whole body was covered with scarlet blood.

In the face of insufficient strength of the enemy, the barbarian is an unimpeded harvester.

Casillas felt the joy of rampaging combat that Canuck had mentioned, the enemy being smashed to pieces under the huge force, which completely excited him.

"Who is our enemy? The vampire or those lunatics?"

Rumlow roared. Although he was ready to fight Akado, the ancestor of the vampire was standing on the same front with them.

Blocking the blood river means that the souls of these dead are about to attack all life.

Especially the souls of the guys dressed as paladins of the church, they don't look like kind believers at all, and they all exude an aura of madness.

"Both, it doesn't seem like there's anything worth caring about."

Gabriel appeared in this place with some insignificant injuries. Although his image was a little messy, he seemed to be in a good state of mind.

"Gabriel?"

Rumlow put the two-handed giant hammer behind him, guarding against the angel who appeared suddenly.

The arrival of Gabriel made the undead in the blood river turn as if facing a natural enemy.

"Excuse me, have you ever seen a black devil?"

Gabriel asked with a gentle smile, because the diversion of the blood river made the pressure on the few people here a lot less.

At least now they can concentrate their strength to face Walter, a difficult guy.

Gabriel had the upper hand in the battle with Mephisto's clone, after all, that clone was the first echelon targeted by Imprius Holy Flame.

He escaped from Gabriel's pursuit after paying a heavy price, and the current situation is not good at all.

If he was weaker, he would not be able to disobey the order of the body that was being beaten up in hell, and bump into the holy flame that blocked the passage.

The hell lord in hell is being beaten violently by three barbarians.

Basically, it is being ravaged by six feet in turn with "earthquake", "earth trampling" and "landslide and ground cracking".

The boots over fifty yards kept leaving footprints on his face, which was very sour.

Now it seems that the three barbarians seem to be more evil, while the only two remaining hell lords are rolling all over the ground like doormats.

"Are you talking about that guy who looks like black mist?"

Steve growled loudly.

Matthew used the weapon throwing and brute force throwing skill not far behind Walter.

The hand ax flew towards the black mist with a flash of lightning, and let out a whistling sound.

"Gabriel, do you think I will have no backs!"

After the black mist let out a roar, it immediately got into Walter's body.

Although the first round of battle with Gabriel had already been declared a failure, the second round can now begin!

The people who made a deal with him were not just those guys in the last brigade, but also that Mordoc who wanted to escape!

Modoc provided him with a strong enough shell, and he also told Modoc the "effective" escape method.

Walter is the channel through which Modoc realizes the contract. This body contains the demonic blood collected by Mephisto's avatar, and even incorporates some of his own energy.

It is precisely because of this that he can rush into this powerful body beyond human limitations without hindrance.

And he just told Mordock: "As long as you become stronger, you can leave." This is indeed an effective method.

Because he doesn't intend to weaken himself, his recent deals have been conditional on the "tell method".

Even though Mordoc, who had never dealt with demons before, had extraordinary wisdom, he never thought that Mephisto's avatar would be so short-lived, and he had no intention of making the next transaction at all.

This is actually not surprising.

Because this avatar has wanted to get rid of the name "Mephisto" for a long time.

Originally, he was able to achieve this goal this time, but it was just bad luck.

"Of course I know you will be ready, but have you ever thought that your contractor is not as stupid as you think?"

Gabriel looked at the clone of Mephisto who rushed into Walter's body with a sneer on his face.

This body is not as perfect as Mephisto's clone imagined.

Because it's not just demons that Mordoc seeks help from!

A person with a high IQ who knows about the existence of the extraordinary will not make the mistake of putting all his eggs in one basket.

Walter's body modification has the power of an angel!

Measured by the intensity of Walter's body light, it is no weaker than the Van Helsing incarnated by Gabriel hundreds of years ago.

His body can be used as a support for the arrival of a demon, and naturally it can also accommodate the soul of an angel!

And the power of the vampire, Akado, turned this body into a cage!

The souls of the demon and the angel must decide the winner in this body before it ends, and in this process, Walter's will will also be awakened!

After the battle between angels and demons is over, the winner will help him fight against Akado!

This is the condition that Walter accepted before accepting Modoc's transformation.

The final brigade is also an enemy to Walter. He can temporarily tolerate the enemy in order to restore the peak and fight Akado, but he has no reason to refuse if there is a better choice!

"Mephisto's clone, you are dead!"

With a subtle smile, Gabriel's blond hair fluttered in the wind. A blue light flashed behind him, and he rushed into Walter's body.

At this time, the road ahead is clear!

Steve and the others can continue to complete their beheading mission!

A group of people walked towards the place where the airship crashed with a murderous face, where there is the fuse of all these waiting for their harvest.

Akado held the long sword in his hand upside down, and slowly appeared at the end of the street. He looked at Walter in front of him with a bit of embarrassment.

Aging is too cruel for human beings, and the strong will eventually become weak.

Smart people will also become stupid, and the fear of "weakness" will eventually lead human beings to a path that is not so beautiful.

Walter, as Akado's former comrade-in-arms and a powerful human being recognized by him, is finally facing the end.

Akado's hair swayed with the state wind, and his stubbled face looked a little sad.

Akado, who is shown in the image of piercing the public, is a bit more human than that monster shape.

By the way, he stuck the long sword in his hand on the ground, looking nostalgic.

"Akado, the vampire, are you also troubled by emotions?"

Father Anderson stood behind Akado with a bayonet in his hand, his tone erratic.

What he believes in is not the illusory God, but the courageous archangel Imprius who once resided in his body.

The courage to defend everything and the determination not to regret is what he mastered after he came into contact with Imprius.

He won't show mercy to monsters, because the Archangel of Courage is just as stubborn.

He will not treat non-believers gently, because Imprius never treats non-angels with words.

But Anderson, like Imprius, is bright!

Imprius learned tolerance after beheading the Great Demon God, and Anderson's attitude towards life is also full of compassion.

The two have become more and more similar in the process of getting along, and Father Anderson can now be called a believer in courage.

In Anderson's eyes, Imprius is his master!

Others in the church were too far away from Anderson, because Anderson actually saw the existence that could be called "the Lord".

His faith will not be shaken!

"Anderson, Alexander Anderson! Will you send me to sleep forever?"

Akado's voice was weak as if he was whispering.

The birth of the vampire Akado is a blasphemy against faith.

As pious as Akado himself was, he hated gods after death.

Not long ago, he personally experienced the revival of the gods, because the brilliance of Prius made him so cold that his body felt warm for a long time.

That kind of sacredness and vastness was a feeling he had never imagined.

Even when he was insulted as a slave in his youth, the cross in his hand didn't have that kind of radiance and warmth.

"Akado the vampire, or impale Dracula. What kind of path did you choose to exist?"

Father Anderson pushed the glasses with the sole of his palm, hiding his eyes behind the lenses.

Anderson's understanding of Akado is no longer limited to the concept of "vampire".

The name Piercing Duke is very famous.

Alucard and Dracula are just spoken in reverse order.

"After you betrayed your faith, you also betrayed the name of Dracula. Do you, who call yourself Akado, have regretted it?"

Father Anderson's tone was very blunt, and the anger contained in facing the monster's existence was still rising.

"Is belief really necessary for human beings?"

Akado spoke with confusion on his face.

"Gods don't need gold, humans do."

Father Anderson took a few steps back, keeping a relatively suitable distance from Akado.

"Faith cannot be used as a bargaining chip, then there is no connection between humans and gods."

Akado walked forward, holding his sword by the way. The river of blood not far away began to flow in this direction. How could a monster face a powerful human like Father Anderson alone?

The "devil king" should wait on his throne for the arrival of the brave after overcoming obstacles all the way.

Only then will the brave have the qualifications to truly start a battle with the Demon King.

The Vampire Lord is ready for the challenger.

At this moment, there are still hundreds of thousands of souls in his blood river, this number is not much different from when Van Helsing challenged him back then.

"Anderson, where are your companions? You alone can't deal with my soldiers."

Akado closed his eyes and said to Father Anderson.

"teacher!"

At this time, two wounded figures fell from the eaves on one side, and there was a burst of very regular footsteps not far away.

Anderson's disciple, paladin Heinkel Wolf, and nun, Takagi Yumie.

As well as the owner of the footsteps, a young man dressed as an archbishop walked over in expensive handmade calfskin boots.

The commander-in-chief of the church power this time, Archbishop, Anrike Maxwell!

"Teacher, the mission of the church has failed."

Maxwell gathered his hair, and stuck the strands of hair curled up in the wind to his scalp.

"Maxwell, have you achieved your ambition?"

Anderson let go of the bayonet in his hand, embraced his two apprentices in his arms, appeased their hostility towards Maxwell, and then looked at the most proud disciple in front of him and said.

"Now who can say that I am not a big shot? I am the archbishop and a disciple of you, the sage in the world."

Maxwell's face was very calm.

When Anderson awakened Imprius, Maxwell was by Anderson's side, and he also had close contact with the miracle of the awakening of the Archangel of Courage.

I love power, yearn for glory, and hope that I can always be on top!

But Maxwell is also a devout believer.

Father Anderson was known as Alexander St. Anderson the moment he awakened Imprius.

Could it be that the disciples of the saints are worse than the name of the archbishop?

Maxwell, who wanted to be called a master, had already found his way, and the living saint needed a helper to deal with trivial matters.

This person can only be him, Enric Maxwell!

I'm sorry that it was very late when I woke up, and I was so drowsy that I only released this chapter two-in-one until now.

I will continue to work hard, there will be more in a while, at least 6,000 guaranteed, and try to see if I can release another chapter of two-in-one by the way.

thank you all.