Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Teacher, I want to know now how do you plan to break through the blood river after losing the power of all the paladins?"

Maxwell looked at the blood river that was rushing towards them with a smile on his face, and his expression was a little sinister.

"Who knew there would be demons in this place, Hellboy is really a trouble."

Father Anderson's expression was not very good either.

The reason why Maxwell came here was to promote the power of the church and collect beliefs, but the gathered paladins did not come here to die.

Between Akado's blood river and the demons of hell, the demons of hell are more dangerous.

If Hellboy hadn't drawn out the Sword in the Stone, then the Paladin Legion would have consumed enough of Akado's Blood River.

This is a tacit understanding between the church and the last brigade, and Akado is the common enemy of both parties.

And what the final brigade wanted was to die in the war. These lunatics who wanted to destroy themselves had no intention of ruling the world.

"So, teacher, if I use the Holy Nail, will I become a Holy One like you?"

Maxwell had a smile on his face.

This young man who is determined to become a master finally has some conscience, perhaps because the status of Father Anderson is different from before.

The difference between an executioner of the thirteenth department and a saint is not reasonable to the church.

The current Anderson is the spokesperson of the gods in the world. This is not those illusory gods, but the Archangel of Courage who has just revealed a little power.

The church will not cause Father Anderson unnecessary ill feelings at this time.

"I don't know, but when you're that guy, there's no going back."

Anderson closed his eyes slightly and said.

Takagi Yumie could see consternation on his face.

Among Father Anderson's disciples, Maxwell was not very popular, and his overly strong purpose made him very unpleasant.

"My goal has been achieved, now it's up to me to do something for you, teacher."

Maxwell's expression became a little rampant, and he could even see the innermost tooth through that laughing mouth.

He took out a wooden box wrapped with torn gauze from his pocket in his hand, and the madness of giving everything was revealed in his eyes.

"The fragrance of miracles! The last holy relic besides the Holy Cloth, the Spear of Longinus, and the Holy Cross, the Holy Nail of Helena!"

With a little dissatisfaction on Akado's face, he looked at Maxwell in front of him and said:

"I thought you would stand in front of me as human beings, are you going to abandon your human identity and become a weak monster like me?"

A burst of blood flashed on the spiked armor on Akado's body.

The blood all over the ground formed spikes that hung the corpse high in the air.

"It's not time for you to give yet! Maxwell!"

Anderson looked at the nail exuding silver-white brilliance and said in a serious tone.

Although he was prepared to drive this nail into his heart at the beginning, he still gave up on this plan.

Monsters are monsters, and Anderson is dissatisfied with the existence of monsters.

As the apostle of Archangel Imprius, Anderson's faith changed quietly.

Who can experience the will of "God" like him?

Anderson's identity merged with Imprius' chance of will.

"It's just a river of blood. Those dead will eventually fall down like withered grass swept by the cold wind. You don't need to do this."

The sacred flame on Father Anderson's body began to burn.

"Teacher, it was only after I became a master that I realized that this road has no end. There are gods above humans! There are also monsters!"

Maxwell's eyes turned red:

"How can a human being compare to monsters and gods? This time, let me experience the feeling of truly detached from human beings! My life exists to stand at the top!"

"madness!"

Akado's beard trembled as he spoke, and it could be seen that he hated the incarnation of a monster.

As an existence who has personally experienced this feeling, Akado has a more determined attitude towards all inhuman monsters than Father Anderson.

"How stupid to become a 'weak' monster like me, only to feel that there is nothing else that can move you!"

Akado's voice was full of emotions that hadn't been seen for a long time, and he said like a roar.

"Then why did you turn that policewoman into a vampire? Silas Victoria? Or Dragurina? Or Mina 1 Harker? You created the monster, and then relying on the existence of the monster, we made another monster."

The major's voice came from a TV set on one side, and the half-broken face still had a mocking smile on it.

"I still have things to do, so the communication facilities will stay here!"

Warrant Officer Schrödinger shouted with an excited smile, the cat ears on his head quivered a few times, and then disappeared again.

Schrödinger's cat still retains curiosity about things like weeping angels, and the similar existence made him feel for the first time that he is not alone.

"That was the path they chose."

Akado's hair began to flutter in the wind, his expression sad.

The moment he was crucified by Van Helsing, Mina Harker lost his sanctuary as a vampire.

The girl who existed in his memory now had turned into a skeleton, and a metal plate with the name "Mina Harker" nailed to it was used as a material.

The skeleton was in the falling airship not far away, and now Mordok was looking at the female skeleton with a dignified look on his huge head.

"Because monsters can't stand being alone."

Father Anderson pushed up his glasses and said.

He doesn't intend to use violence to stop his disciple's choice, but it needs to be confirmed whether it is Maxwell's own will to become a monster.

"Who can endure loneliness in all thinking things? Vampires are such weak monsters that need other people's blood and soul to exist."

The major's voice came from the TV, and the roar of the barbarian could be vaguely heard from the other end.

It seems that Steve and his party have rushed to the scene and started the final battle.

"Then let's start, and end the battle between us before Walter wakes up."

Akado waved the long sword in his hand and said casually.

If he died at the hands of Anderson as a human being, then Walter could only go to the end of his life with regret.

If he wins, then Walter gets a chance to fight him.

As long as he died in the hands of human beings in the end, there would be no regrets.

Perhaps except for Integula, a young woman who was only twenty-three years old, Akado didn't owe anyone anything.