Dark Savages Come To the United States

Just when everything was going in a good direction, the situation on Silas and Integula's side was completely out of control.

The Weeping Angel, a monster that cannot be destroyed by external forces, completed the first wave of expansion with the help of the mercenaries watching it, and the entire castle fell into the fear brought by the Weeping Angel.

The weeping angels, who were spotted moving regularly, did not cause panic at first, but the moment the mercenaries staring at them were transformed into weeping angels, the panic broke out.

Every time they blink, they will start to move, and every time they open their eyes, they can see these guys marching a long distance towards the crowd with twisted and terrifying faces.

I can't look at them for a long time, and I can't stop looking at them.

This dilemma made these mercenaries completely lose the idea of ​​resistance.

Fighting monsters is not their area of ​​expertise, so panic is a natural outcome.

Wherever the Weeping Angel goes, all humans touched will be transported to a certain time period in the past and spend the rest of their lives in that place.

Whenever a mercenary is teleported to the past, a tombstone will appear in the garden behind the current castle.

The birth year and death year of these people are engraved on the tombstone, but the strange thing is that their birth year is later than the death year.

This kind of weird tombstone will not make people who see them wonder whether the two numbers are engraved wrong, but will feel sincere fear in this absurdity.

Because of the ravages of the Weeping Angel, the mercenaries in the entire castle have lost the will to fight and are fleeing in a panic.

The beekeepers belonging to the Pioneer Technology on the outskirts had already invaded the interior of the castle, and then bumped into the Weeping Angels who were cooking food.

At this time, Integula was already sitting on the helicopter, and Silas was still sniping at the enemies with all his strength with a huge gun.

It's just that this kind of sniping won't last long, and such resistance has lost its meaning.

The pilot had already started the helicopter, and he would leave this terrifying castle just waiting for Integula's order.

Then, just beyond their sight, the Weeping Angel has appeared in the shadows!

"Silas! Get ready to go."

Integula had no scruples about the plans of those mercenaries who hadn't left yet, and his cold eyes were hidden in the reflection of his glasses.

These mercenaries are not her subordinates, but a group of hyenas who work for money.

They have long been prepared to be abandoned and die at any time, so they don't need Integra's sympathy.

"My subordinates are still below! Wait!"

Tarnad yelled sternly, he knew that his request was too much for the employer.

But his situation has no way to let this original most correct decision be implemented.

The long whip with its tail cut off has been scattered, and now he is like a mad dog who has lost everything.

As a mercenary, his team has the best reputation, but this can't change that they are a group of ghouls eating war wealth!

Join the fray, claim victory, and partying is their life.

But these people also have their own feelings.

"I said, take off!"

Integula said without mercy, and then the driver's head was pressed against a gun.

Tarnad violated his proud creed and threatened the safety of his employer, but he had no choice.

Then Silas grabbed him by the neck. The power of a vampire cannot be resisted by an ordinary person, even if this vampire has not yet sucked blood.

"Captain Tarnard, put down your gun! I will not tolerate you threatening the safety of the Director!"

Silas performed her duty, and protecting Integra was one of her tasks.

"If you take off now, you can only stay in this place with me."

Tarnad's one eye gleamed fiercely, and he had no fear of the bare hand on his neck.

The camaraderie, or brotherhood, made him willing to risk death for it.

The mercenary was confident that he could blow the driver's head off even after his neck was cut off.

The muscles will automatically tighten to complete the shooting action, but he knows nothing about the power of vampires.

"Your brothers have become part of Tombstone behind the castle, and they're dead!"

Integula's voice was a little higher, and then Silas directly broke the gun in Tarnard's hand at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, making a crisp sound!

Silas's human side prevented her from stopping Tarnad's behavior in a brutal way. She could have broken the arm holding the gun.

But she couldn't bear it, this kindness seemed stupid and meaningless, but she did it anyway.

"Leaving now can at least save your life! I say take off!"

Integra snapped, and the helicopter began to lift off, when the sound of the propellers drowned out everything.

At the moment when everyone was waiting to take off, no one noticed that the hand of a weeping angel was clinging to the support of the helicopter.

The moment the helicopter took off, the angel climbed up, turned over easily, and a long and narrow hand appeared behind Tarnard, and the mercenary captain was teleported to a certain time period in the past.

At this time, Silas reacted extremely quickly, and directly cut off the Weeping Angel's support on the plane with a wave of his hand.

When the weeping angel fell directly towards the ground, her ankle was firmly held by the weeping angel!

Although at this time she had already blocked the action of the crying angel with her eyesight, it was too late.

The two people fell towards the ground like falling stones. Integula on the plane stared round and didn't have time to shout anything.

At the moment when Silas' body covered Integula's sight, the Weeping Angel regained his ability to move, and then Silas' figure disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only the Weeping Angel behind. The fangs straightened their fingers.

"Silas!"

Integula's exclamation came out at this time. She threw off the earphones and fiercely fired at the falling crying angel with the gun in her hand.

But when the bullet hit the Weeping Angel, it had no effect at all, it just scratched out a few sparks and disappeared.

And this weeping angel who was being stared at was falling motionlessly like an ordinary stone, until the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard.

Then Integula calmed down, put the gun back between the holsters, and folded his hands on his chest.

"Back to London!"

Integula's sadness was only for a short moment, and then she returned to her expressionless appearance.

At this time, she has no right to be sad at all, and now she needs to witness the end of this war with her own eyes!

Moreover, Integula's emotions were completely hidden in her heart when she was betrayed by her relatives. Although Silas' figure disappeared from sight, she would no longer show weakness.

A weak appearance will only attract greater malice from those who are full of malice, which she understood when she shed tears at her uncle's threats.

She felt Walter's passing, but because she and the mercenaries were under threat, she couldn't show emotion.

She felt Akado's disappearance, but she couldn't show weakness.

At this time, the only person she could trust disappeared, but at this time she was not sad.

Integra thought he would meet Akado and Silas again, they were vampires! Will not die easily.

"Director?"

The pilot was talking loudly, and because of the loud noise on the helicopter, he could only shout at the top of his voice if he wanted to be heard by Integra, who was not wearing headphones.

"Continue to central London, I'm going to find Paywood! You know where he is!"

Integula took the earphones from the seat next to him and put them on his head, then sat on the seat with his hands folded indifferently.

Among the tombstones on the ground was a tombstone full of traces of time.

The handwriting on the tombstone, which doesn't look like it was carved with a carving knife, can still be clearly distinguished under the erosion of the years.

On it is Tarnad's handwriting. The beautiful cursive characters make this tombstone look a bit fancy, and there is a depiction of Tarnad's handsome face after old age.

"Talnad, a valiant warrior. A fighter who never gave up.

No longer a human being, I am one with him.

This man never gave up hope of living until he was too old to pick up a cigarette.

With the blessing of the angels, we are united.

Under the gaze of an angel, we merge.

Surrounded by angels, we are united in love.

For love, we sleep until we wake.

Love Makes Us Immortal - Silas Victoria \u0026 Tarnard"

No one continued to identify the inscription, but stood there alone.

Five weeping angels appeared around here, as if they were waiting for something. Their hands rarely covered their faces, but they seemed to be blocking something strangely.

Those bodies that absolutely should not show signs of damage are now covered with cracks.

The weeping angels looked at each other, but the originally hideous and terrifying faces now showed a gentle emotion.

Or as if relieved, the corners of the mouth can be vaguely seen rising.

A bloody trace of a pentagram is emitting red light at the feet of these weeping angels, flickering faintly.

"The bird of Hermes is my name, eat my wings to control my heart"

A string of somewhat obscure words was being written on the ground by blood, and it was changing from dried blood to fresh blood.

The dry blood finally turned into a bright red color, as if it had just been written with fresh blood.

This quote comes from a tome of alchemy called The Ripley's Scroll.

A simple explanation is:

"In order to cross the ocean, the bird of Hermes eats his restless feathers so that he can continue to fly firmly, even if his wings have been eaten away, even if this firmness will accelerate his death. As long as all this is correct.

And I am named after the bird of Hermes! "

Here lies the glory of the martyrs.

The words engraved on Akado's coffin, gloves, and even his life are the persistence of this vampire king!

"Only humans can kill monsters" is what Akado repeatedly said, which is his insistence.

And Akado felt infinite pain for his incarnation as a monster, and praising his longing for life is his original truth!

In an instant, all the weeping angels around were shattered into pieces, without any unnecessary movements, neat and tidy.

The words written in blood on the ground disappeared in an instant.

Mephisto first appeared on this deserted wasteland.

"Vampire, then I'll leave it to you."

Mephisto disappeared with a smug laugh and a distorted smile, and he didn't reveal the slightest breath in the process.

None of the hell devils wanted to attract Bulkelso, so they would all act very carefully.

Mephisto got the most perfect work, even though the origin of this vampire has nothing to do with him.

"I'll do what I want, it's ridiculous!"

And another figure followed closely behind, wearing an old-fashioned aristocratic costume, with a pale complexion and two sharp fangs.

The scarlet cloak stretched out along the arms raised sideways, like a terrifying bat.

Acado?

No!

Now he's Dracula!

Vlad Tepesh Dracula!

In the process of fighting Mephisto, the demon king of hell, the two beings are fighting for control of the body.

Both are constantly wiping out the consciousness of other beings, just to become the only manipulator in this body.

The two are constantly competing in this racing contest, and the most likely outcome is that the winner takes all!

In this process, Akado took the lead in mastering Schrödinger's soul and power in a backward state, so he succeeded in being able to accurately find himself between existence and non-existence!

At the last step of re-emergence, when he could succeed as long as he defeated Mephisto, the king of hatred, Akado was corrupted by Mephisto, the king of hatred.

The hatred of God, the hatred of life, the hatred of being lost and no one is looking for it.

All emotions that could inspire hatred were incited by Mephisto, and he became a monster full of hatred.

Losing oneself is the most terrible punishment, and becoming another existence is the beginning of fading traces.

No longer insisting on the idea that "monsters should die in the hands of humans", what is left is the endless hatred spawned by the devil king of hell.

The monster between existence and non-existence perfectly avoided the weird defense of the Weeping Angel. At this time, he was the only one who could kill the Weeping Angel head-on.

"It's hateful, why do you have power similar to mine?"

Dracula turned his head to look at the weeping angels approaching him not far away, with an ugly smile on his face.

Then he glanced at the tombstone beside him that was full of words, and Dracula smashed it into pieces with contempt.

Then he gracefully raised his cloak and disappeared in place.

Those weeping angels encountered the most terrifying threat, and their indestructible bodies were disintegrating little by little.

These weeping angels couldn't even escape.

Dracula is everywhere and never existed.

So the weeping angels stayed in the state of being observed and not being observed. At this time, they were just a harder stone statue.

"Hurry up, this kind of power can only be mastered by me, your existence is too hateful!"

Dracula's gloomy voice sounded in this empty place, accompanied by the sound of the weeping angels being smashed to the ground, making this place extraordinarily terrifying.

No one knows where Dracula will appear after solving the things here.

...

"what is that?"

Looking at the death of those cyber souls from his throne, his expressions were strange.

She sensed a presence beyond her authority.

When she shifted her gaze to the place where the breath was, she could only see broken stones all over the ground.

But she could feel, felt that aura full of hatred was watching her from afar.

"No one can avoid and escape death! Unless it is my dispensation!"

Death suddenly stood up from the throne, roaring with anger for the first time.

The undead are her hatred that makes the other party never get rid of, and the dead are her gift to a life immersed in pain.

The Unborn and Undead is a contempt for her authority and a desecration of the rules of life!

And an existence beyond her control appeared, and dared to follow her gaze backwards!

Death couldn't bear this kind of existence at all, so she became angry.

This is more serious than being cut off by Bulkelso!

The Bulkelso who hurt her is only strong enough, but the existence as life still follows the rules of life and death.

Bulkelso's actions were considered offensive, but Bulkelso, as a soul-impaired person, would never be qualified to replace her.

So she doesn't care about a powerful human being beyond imagination, and this person still has the opportunity to upgrade the world.

Therefore, Death chose to give in to Buer Kaisuo, and the big deal is not to meet each other.

But Dracula actually peered back into the kingdom of the dead through her gaze, this guy can't bear it!

An existence that is not bound by her authority should not appear in this world itself!

"Frank! Go find it and kill it, and I will give you back the souls of your wife and daughter, and you will live forever with my permission!"

The power of death passed along the ring on her hand to Frank along with this message.

Frank, who was walking aimlessly at this time, felt the power and command belonging to his master.

The endless power of death surged into his body from the ring, and the black turbulence surged on Frank, who was originally a human being, and his face became exactly the same as the skull pattern on his chest.

The weeds that were growing strong around him dried up in an instant, and then turned into fly ash.

It's like completing a cycle of life in an instant, leaving only the dull death.

"ah!"

Frank's extremely resolute nerves could not resist the discomfort caused by being eroded by the power of death, and he let out a sharp and distorted scream.

The last gun in his hand became dark and plain.

But Frank knew immediately what he could do with the gun.

With the divine power of death as a bullet, all life hit by it will perish, and face death itself in the kingdom of the dead.

There is the domain of death, and death who can unscrupulously mobilize all authority is worthy of the identity of the creation god.

That is not a force that conventional existence can resist.

Frank Castle, The Punisher.

He has now become an agent of death, and apart from that crude deal, he has only one final task, which is to find the existence that offended death itself.

Then use all possible methods to send that guy to death.

Or make that guy disappear forever!

Frank felt his own strength, and then tightened the gun in his hand.

The Punisher can do anything for his family!

Then Frank the agent of death can only do more!

"Death? I am everywhere and never existed. Can death catch up to me?"

Dracula showed his cold figure, facing death's sight and provoking.

Authority, he wants too.

Dracula, who was tied with Mephisto, had a special desire for power.

Under the rule of hating, although he did not lose, he was always suppressed.

Dracula, who was completely engulfed in hatred, hated everything and became the best power collector of the King of Hatred!

The most ancient of demons, Mephisto, is scheming beyond his brothers and sisters.

For the current Dracula, he is immortal, and even death will have nothing to do with him.

The monster full of hatred chose the first goal, which was to bring down the existence that dominated life and death.

"Why can you dominate life and death? Why can I only welcome death back then? Do you know how hateful you are?"

Dracula continued to provoke sinisterly.

"Ah!!!"(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Death turned into the original image of a skeleton, kicking his own throne to the ground.

The endless dead in the distance are trembling, afraid that they will offend death and enjoy endless torture.

The white ring on her hand split into two in an instant.

Then the extra one flew out in the direction of the World Exterminating Titan.

The power displayed by Dracula is very restrained from the rule of death, so death itself has to give birth to another powerful existence, even at the expense of using the authority of life that she has not fully grasped.

Between life and death is Dracula!

Therefore, only with the joint efforts of life and death can there be a chance to defeat Dracula.

Death will not set free beings who seek her power!

In order to be strong until now, the efforts she has put in and the risks she has taken are not humane at all.

Even death at this time did not return to the peak state she should be in!

She will never hand over the authority that she has paid so much for, not to anyone else!

...

"Is this a gift from my goddess?"

Thanos looked at the white ring that suddenly appeared in front of him with confusion on his face.

As a competent licking dog, he perfectly showed the state when the goddess he pursued gave gifts.

First, the ecstasy of being dazzled by surprise, the open mouth on the purple head occupies a third of the position, and even the bright red tongue can be seen.

Then there is deep doubt and disbelief about the result. Scratching his ears and observing the gift in front of him, he looked very cautious.

He is engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, should he wear the ring or wait and see?

[Does wearing a ring given by death count as an engagement? 】

Thanos is completely immersed in his fantasy!

And then just can't wait.

Thanos put the white ring on his hand with little hesitation.

[Go to his daily offering, this is a gift from the goddess! 】

Thanos, who was full of ecstasy, almost lost his ability to think.

Then this super-talented World Exterminating Titan instantly felt the rules of life.

The balance between life and death lies in continuation!

"I'm enlightened! My goddess!"

Thanos roared loudly with fanaticism, it seemed that only in this way could he better show his loyalty to the goddess.

"The dead will become the nourishment for the balance of the universe, so that the living can continue in a better way!"

"The more the living, the closer the universe is to destruction! Only by constantly bringing death can the universe continue forever, and the tragedy of Titan will not repeat itself!"

"I will carry out your wishes, my goddess!"

"I will kill half of the life in the universe, so that the universe can have a longer-term development!"

"When the universe is on the verge of extinction, I will strike again to balance everything!"

"My Goddess! How sublime you are! How far-sighted you are!"

"Death is new life! My merciful goddess!!!"

Thanos praised loudly, then rubbed the ring on his rough face.

Like an excellent licking dog who is crazy and trapped in his own world.

However, his praise made the angry death even more angry!

"Thanos! You are not allowed to enter my country until I allow it!"

The sound of death spread throughout the world, let Thanos hear it clearly!

The wrath of death is once again misunderstood by Thanos.

"I will! My goddess! I will not step into your palace until I complete your mission! Your will is my goal!"

Thanos shouted loudly, even with tears in his eyes!

In his opinion, it was death's love and trust in him! The restriction is just to allow him to complete the task better!

It can only be said that "Licking a dog is real cowhide"!

...

As for Paywood, the situation is not optimistic.

Although the battle on the outer battlefield was over and the headsets were constantly receiving news of victory, everyone here looked nervously at the only entrance.

Luke's never-ending roar had grown weak and hoarse.

Even with the help of the blood bottle and the talent of steel nerves, he was able to withstand wave after wave of shocks from the Silencers.

But he had not yet adapted to the savage way of life, where there was nothing but fighting.

Although he has the top life-saving talent of "steel nerves", his nerves are not really made of steel.

Ji Jing's ability to forget as soon as he looked away made him have to face this battle with more concentration, and the exhausted mental energy caused waves of discomfort in his body that should never be tired.

"Luke!"

Jessica's voice sounded, and Jessica, who finally arrived at the scene, was covered with flesh and blood fragments of the monster Silence.

Although she suffered a lot when she first came into contact with silence, she soon found a way to face silence.

That's why she didn't call out Luke's name in the first place.

Knowing what kind of difficult enemy Luke was dealing with, she didn't add any trouble to her lover.

Knowing the moment she finally wanted to meet Luke, she called Luke's name!

Then a masterful Orac-style slam shatters a Silent Head!

"Jessica?"

Luke didn't avert his eyes from the direction of the voice. Talking about love during a battle is the most stupid thing to do.

His prudence will not make Jessica sad, but will make that strong woman have more love.

"The fighters only think about how to chop the heads of the bastards in battle" This is what Olak said most often when he taught Jessica.

As the ancestor of the barbarians who experienced the most tragic battles, every word of Aurak, the god of war, is heavy.

Because of his focus on combat itself, Aurak became the barbarian god of war.

"Luke! If you need to rest, go in first, I will remind you during this time! You can take the corpses of these monsters to rest, so that you will not forget these guys!"

Jessica roared loudly, then launched a jump and appeared in front of Luke.

A huge silent head was crushed under her feet, and her voice was dull like farting.

"Roar!"

Luke pulled Jessie behind him, and then activated the skill of ignoring pain.

Although his battle cry has become hoarse, it is still full of ferocious spirit!

"I am a fighter!"

Jessica bypassed Luke's protection, and a charge smashed several Silences!

"you are my wife!"

Luke also launched a charge together, and the war blade in his hand cut off several silent necks.

"Then fight together until we die together!"

Jessica shouted loudly with a smile, even Paywood who was still in the room could feel the sweet and cloying feeling.

It's just that a lemon flashed in front of my eyes.

Knowing nothing about the situation outside, they could feel the intensity of the battle from the movement outside.

Luke's roar before started to reveal exhaustion, but now Luke is full of energy again!

The battle was still going on, and at this time Jessica was injured by the lightning released by Silence.

Cracks appeared in the scorched skin, and the blood flowed directly to the ground and flowed in the direction of Pewood and the others.

"Jessie!"

Luke yelled their nicknames between husband and wife, and a dodge blocked a series of silent lightning with his strong body.

His body broke through again, and blood began to flow from the wound.

The blood of the two mixed together and flowed towards the dispatch room.

It's like being attracted to something.

The dispatch room is located under the Elizabeth Tower, one of the city's most famous attractions.

But it's also one of the most beautiful spots!

The blood of Luke and Jessica drew a pentagram around Paywood who was holding the detonator in his hand on the seat!

"The bird of Hermes is my name, eat my wings to control my heart"

The scarlet blood outlines the beautiful cursive characters, which are already Tarnad's somewhat fancy notes!

A coffin that hadn't rotted through the long years slowly broke through the ground, pushing Paywood up.

In a panic, Paywood carefully put the detonator aside, and then threw the coffin boards that were blown off in shock to the icy ground.

A blond woman in Hai Xin's uniform sat up, her eyes were bloodshot!

"Mr. Paywood? Is this the London War? Looks like we're back, Captain!"

Silas Victoria!

The life of a vampire will not be taken away by a mere hundred years!

She came back to the present once again through her long life!

"Honey, I'm glad you called me back as soon as you woke up, but I hope you call me husband more."

Tarnad's frivolous voice sounded, floating from behind Silas.

It's just that he has gray hair all over his head. Although his face is still handsome, the traces of time are still imprinted on him.

His life is over, having lost his virginity long ago, he has no chance of being transformed into a vampire.

But the two survived.

Tarnard was the first life that Silas smoked, and so far the only one.

Tarnad, whose blood was sucked, was already on the verge of old age and death, so even if he became another life of Silas, he did not regain his youthful face.

But that's not important.

All that matters is love makes them eternal!

"Then let's start the fight. I think you can't wait to see Integra. You always said in those years, I really want to see if she will change her cold expression when she sees us."

Tarnad was back in Silas, but the voice was still there.

"Then let's go, honey!"

Silas's voice was cheerful, completely ignoring the stunned crowd around them at their transformation.

"Why are you here? Didn't you get arranged by Integra to another place?"

Paywood said submissively, because of everything that happened suddenly, he looked extraordinarily cowardly.

"Mr. Paywood, after this battle is over, I will explain to you slowly. Right now, the battle is more important. Our comrades are still fighting!"

Silas finally stood up and stepped out of the luxurious coffin.

Her original white stockings had turned bright red, and it seemed that the place they were sent to by the Weeping Angel was not a peaceful place.

"Honey! If you smoke inside me again, I'll beat you up."

Silas said casually, but there was a happy expression on his face.

At this time, everyone saw that Silas's left hand was completely made of blood.

This female policewoman who had nothing to do and looked more like a human than a vampire finally had the appearance of a warrior.

A zigzag flash of blood flashed, and Silas appeared in front of Luke and Jessica, blocking the lightning that was released by the silence with a blood shield.

"Silas, never take your eyes off those monsters!"

Tarnad felt the special power of silence at the moment of the battle, which directly reminded Silas how to face these monsters.

The relationship between him and Silas is completely different from the way Accador handles River of Blood.

Akado is dominated by his own will, and the relationship between Tarnard and Silas is completely equal.

The scene seen by Tarnard will not appear in Silas's sight, but Tarnard can help Silas to think and analyze the battle situation.

This is the way the two of them fought in those "past" years, and they used this way to survive one death battle after another.

The Weeping Angel will suck the time power generated at the moment of the person being transported away, and feed on it.

Never in their past lives had vampires with such endless chances of lifespan existed, so they mishandled Silas.

Although there was no way for Silas and Tarnard to escape the house guarded by the Weeping Angel at first, the physical attack of the Weeping Angel was as useless to the vampire as a joke.

Fight and flee, fight again after being found!

Then fight those beekeepers hypnotized by Mordok, and this kind of day lasts until all the mercenaries are killed in battle.

Silas is already a full-fledged fighter in this repetition!

The tacit understanding and affection between the two also continued to heat up during those years, until the moment when Talnad was about to die.

"Then dear, call out to your brothers, their consciousness is in you. We need their help."

Silas swung the blood-clotting longsword and sliced ​​through several silent bodies.

After Silas finished speaking, a thick blood behind her began to emerge a human figure.

The blood river of Silas, all the different consciousnesses in this blood river are controlled by Thalnad.

Silas should not undergo any transformation, these consciousnesses were all borne by Thalnad.

This is the river of blood that belongs exclusively to Silas, and even Akado cannot do this kind of thing.

What's more, Akado has disappeared, and only Dracula still exists at this time!

"It's fighting again? When will this kind of fighting be the end?"

The first solidified mercenary complained loudly, then drew out his gun and started shooting at the silence.

"Fight until we all die for Silas, that's your sister-in-law, who has a different opinion?"

Tarnad stood at the forefront, smoking a cigarette and talking.

The souls of an elite band of mercenaries are far more powerful on the battlefield than the commoners of Acador's Blood River.

And they are all conscious, so they can form a complete formation.

"It's like this every time. When it's critical, we block our consciousness. We don't have a captain like you!"

The other mercenary yelled loudly before being punched back by Tarnad.

"Is that what you deserve to know about the process?"

Tarnad said angrily.

However, Luke and Jessica, who finally got out of the battle at this time, felt a little weird.

They have always been the ones who spread dog food, but this time they really tasted the taste of dog food. This feeling is a bit magical.

The 4D update is here, I have to go to bed, I really can't stand it...

Don't wait for the update at night, the update will start at noon tomorrow.

I will continue to work hard and finish this volume tomorrow.

Akado became the familiar Dracula, solving the Angel of Death.

Silas drank blood and became the only remaining descendant of Akado.

The fate of death and Thanos, and the fate of Thanos and Frank.

There is a lot of content in this chapter, deleted, deleted and modified many times, I hope everyone will not feel bad after reading it...