Dark Savages Come To the United States

"who is it?"

Dao Feng said while holding the knife in his hand, and with the sunglasses on his face, he couldn't see his eyes clearly.

What Coulson can confirm is that this guy's eyes must not be very good-looking.

Maybe it's peach blossom eyes or something.

"Then why would I tell you, at least you have to explore this secret yourself."

Coulson squinted and smiled like a comic.

Send up the old lady who is not in her seventies on her shoulders.

Peggy Carter coughed violently, unable to say anything complete for the time being.

"All nonsense."

As the blade warrior spoke, the submachine gun in his hand fired directly.

This time it wasn't those specially made silver warheads, it was just ordinary ammunition.

After all, Nick Fury said when he contacted him that the enemy is not those vampires.

Special ammunition is also a considerable expense for the Blade Warrior.

Especially when he hasn't had a serious job yet.

Except for those that Nick Fury quietly allocated from the funds, Blade Warrior's income comes from black eating of blood-sucking offal.

But this business blade is just a part-time job, and I don't plan to take it as a career.

Ding Ding Dang Dang~

The bullets landed in front of Coulson, but they were all blocked by a figure.

A mouthful of sharp canine teeth stood under the sun, and the blade warrior's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

A handsome and handsome face, and a pale face that looks like it has just been painted.

There was a stern look on that face.

"Dracula!"

"Akado!"

Two shouts, calling out two different names.

Integra couldn't hold back his emotions either.

The reunion came a little suddenly, breaking through the inner defense of this powerful woman.

"Ha, I'm Dracula now, so I'm more comfortable than that Akado."

Dracula turned around and stood in front of Coulson.

The sudden appearance was certainly not without reason, but it is more important for him to deal with acquaintances now.

"Where did you go!"

Integula shouted loudly, with some hope in his stern tone.

Akado will not die, she is sure of that.

In other words, the trust in that vampire named Akado has exceeded all common sense.

Even, the desperation evolved from this belief is just the fear that he will never see that vampire again in his lifetime.

Human life is short after all.

The love between the old woman and the vampire boy is not very attractive even if it is written as a novel.

"I have something to do, and the matter between me and you has come to an end. Integra~"

Dracula was already standing behind Integra, talking to that slender neck.

It looked like it was going to bite at any moment.

He opened his mouth, stretched out his tongue and scratched Integula's neck, but in the end he still didn't bite down hard.

It was daylight now, and he was no longer the servant of the Haixin family.

Some things can no longer be done.

Dracula appeared in the middle and opened his cloak.

That look is a little weird, but it would look a lot more normal if it appeared on the stage.

"As for why I appear in this place, that's probably what you should ask, but I don't want to tell you."

With a smile on his face, Dracula glanced at the sun in the sky.

Green smoke rose from the skin, but it quickly disappeared under his recovery ability.

The feeling of being burned by the sun was a bit novel, and he didn't have bubbles when he was still Akado.

"What did you do to yourself!?"

Integra asked seriously.

The Akado she knew would not be burned by the sun, the guy in front of her had already changed.

Dracula just smiled and said nothing.

While he's taking a break from dealing with Weeping Angels, he hooks up with an interesting guy.

Reached a little cooperation intention.

The partnership wouldn't break his promise to the Savage, but it wasn't all that harmless either.

He stretched out his hand with two rings, one black and one white.

Dracula has seen death!

Death couldn't kill him out of time, but it could take away some of his mobility.

For his own existence and freedom of will, Dracula chose to cooperate.

It's just that this part of the matter cannot be discussed with Integula and those barbarians.

At this time, the blade warrior finally got rid of the embarrassment of standing there trembling like Parkinson, and tremblingly raised the knife in his hand.

Isn't fighting a bad thing, and death is not something to regret for him.

Somewhere, he had a strange feeling that killing Dracula in front of him would give him a lot of benefits, at least getting rid of his blood-sucking blood was not a problem.

Oblivion watched the battle from above.

A little boring.

But this is a means of studying one's own allies.

The matter of Venerable Sky Hammer finally attracted his attention, and Annihilation began to pay attention to Diablo.

This emphasis only appeared when Diablo refused to personally hand him a piece of destruction.

No one will go down alone, and the same is true for annihilation.

When facing guys who were roughly equal, his IQ that had been offline for a long time was finally awakened.

"Want to fight me? No, your eyes look like you want to kill me."

Dracula said with a smile, but his body tensed up.

From the knife wound in the blade warrior's hand, he felt some danger.

Death could not end his life.

Because he exists above the concept of time.

But destruction can still kill his existence.

Just like what Annihilation did when he killed Leoric.

And that knife is a small temptation for Annihilation.

Dracula appeared in this place because he found Diablo!

Because there is no awe, Dracula doesn't have much fear of the Dread Demon God.

And if Diablo couldn't kill him, then there was nothing worth caring about.

But Diablo came up with an offer that he couldn't refuse, and of course he didn't think about refusing.

Entangling death!

That's what Diablo wants him to do, no matter what death is going to do, Dracula just needs to add as much chaos as he can.

Oblivion has already told Diablo something.

For example, Eternity is now unable to intervene in the battle between them, and Death is not good at fighting.

All it takes to stalk a guy that death can't kill can make the battle between the barbarians and the Burning Hell seem equal.

And what Diablo has to pay is to let the Haixin family continue, and to have a good fighter.

Anyway, Hai Xin also used vampires as an aid to kill monsters in the past, so it seems that there is no problem with one more demon now.

The demons of Burning Hell are much easier to use than those weak guys.

"I feel like I can kill you."

The blade warrior's hands finally stopped shaking.

He spoke as if he was emboldening himself, and the knife in his hand began to spin around him.

"Interesting."

Dracula's hands passed through Blade's chest, grabbing the weird heart.

Vampires and vampires are not the same thing.

And Dracula never thought of himself as a good guy.

With a puff, that heart was completely crushed.

The blade warrior's body fell forward, and the knife in his hand sliced ​​through Dracula's cloak.

Coulson carried the dying Peggy Carter with an ugly expression on his face.

"Okay, can you see me away first, Mr. Dracula?"

As Coulson said this, his face was already impatient.

Agent Carter is really dying. He still wants to see Peggy Carter as a human, not a transformed demon.

This is something he discussed with Mordoc.

"You'd better pray that you don't mess with me at some point."

Dracula gritted his teeth and said.

By the way, he stepped on the blade warrior.

Dracula is very vindictive, and very mean.

Now he is not the Vlad III of Akado, but a hybrid of demons and monsters in time.

"It doesn't matter, otherwise we can't do anything about you, can't we? Hurry up, I can't wait!"

As Coulson said, he pointed to Integra who was standing still and ready to charge.

Then the finger said goodbye to him.

"You will always regard me as a nightmare, because any of your actions may offend me, all because of my mood."

Dracula said so.

Then Coulson and Peggy Carter were wrapped in a cloak, and disappeared the next moment.

Integula walked up to the blade warrior who was already lying on the ground, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Maybe she has a way to keep the blade warrior alive. After all, the Haixin family's hole card is not just a vampire.

The Frankenstein and them are also inextricably linked.

It seems that there is no problem with the blade warrior's body for this operation, at least it is better than death.

...

The moment Coulson left the city, Jin finally calmed down.

There were wounds all over his body from heavy hammers and spears, and there was a green rope wrapped around his feet, and the other end was connected to Agent Hill.

"Angel, that's bullshit!"

Jin Bing hit Anderson's helmet with a hammer vigorously, and then was slapped on the forehead by Steve's shield.

What was supposed to be a highly skilled fight turned into a full-on brawl, which was extremely ugly.

"Then what are you? A lackey!?"

Anderson's helmet was somewhat deformed, but he still accurately pierced Jin Bin's chest with the spear in his hand.

It wasn't the first time that effective damage had been dealt, but every time the damage had been dealt to a lifeless creature.

"I am who I am!"

Jin Bin yelled, turned on the hammer and knocked back Rumlow who had just rushed up.

His body shook violently, obviously he didn't feel very good about the collision this time.

"What's your purpose! You don't need to come to this place to make trouble, you have only one possibility to come here, and that is to be put on the operating table and be studied by others!"

Agent Hill began her characteristic speech.

Intimidation or something is sometimes useful.

Especially for a guy like Jin Bing, the huge family fortune made him seem to have no choice.

If S.H.I.E.L.D. wants to trip someone up, there are many ways to do it.

An institution that has inherited Nick Fury's dark will will not make things easier for King.

Hill is a little hard to understand now, what kind of madness did Kim dare to make trouble in S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Ahem! I think I need a doctor, at least stop the bleeding first."

Constantine spoke while smoking the cigarettes he took out of Nick Fury's drawer, and said to Melinda, who had a very ugly face in front of him.

"As for Venerable Skyhammer, I think there is almost no problem."

Konstantin held the cigarette in his hand and pointed to the most suitable dining place not far away.

Auriel and Imprius are still there.

And Constantine happened to remember the existence of these two.

Especially the power of that hope is still fresh in his memory.

"Understood?"

Imprius chewed a hot dog and said, pointing to Jin Bin.

Diablo's aura on that guy was so obvious that he didn't need to hide it.

The long battle has exposed his true nature.

"And death and life."

Auriel touched her belly with a thoughtful look on her face.

The power of death is not a good thing, and even Diablo's favorite demon minions cannot be immune to it.

Jin is not a bit strange.

"Then let these guys finish first, we gotta do something."

Imprius clapped his hands and stood up, walking towards the center of the battle.

Solarion appeared in his hands, and the temperature reached the unbearable level in an instant.

Those paper documents began to burn in an instant.

"Hey! Hey! I need healing! Archangel!"

Constantine waved his arm and shouted at Imprius.

The wound on the severed arm began to bleed again, with some pus.

Obviously the white blood cells in his body have made enough tragic sacrifices.

And such a guy is still watching the battle scene, quite a bit like watching the excitement and dying.

"There are no archangels here, only Imprius and Auriel here, and Imprius is not good at healing~"

Imprius staggered and stood in front of Jin Bin, and pushed Rumlow, who had just rushed up again, aside.

Mocott's soul has been felt by him, and because of his previous experience of being beaten violently, he doesn't have a good attitude towards Rumlow.

This is anger, and Prius didn't hide it.

Solarion was lifted gently, and the flame-like tip pointed at Jin Bin's chest.

"Now, tell me what you know? I'm curious."

The heat from Solarion was enough for a free perm, and both Constantine and Rumlow's hair began to curl up.

Anderson doesn't have to worry about being hurt by the power of courage, and Jin Bing himself is bald and can only see some sweat.

"Roar!"

There was a movement that didn't sound like a human voice from Jin Bing's mouth, and his body swelled up little by little.

The markings that could be regarded as carrying a bit of sacred aura were shattered in an instant.

Venerable Sky Hammer, as Ku'er's subordinate, can be regarded as somewhat of a "god".

But now, this guy has become a member of the devil.

Especially after Diablo manipulated it himself, this is just a complete tragedy.

"An unlucky person who has been calculated, even if he retains some humanity, it will not be saved."

Auriel also stood up, but she was walking in the direction of leaving here.

It's time to go find an angel, Angel Dawson, since it doesn't make sense to recreate her as a saint.

But being an angel, maybe she would be interested.

High Heaven has to add some manpower.

Auriel, who didn't know what Israel did, thought so.

With a smile on his face.

From time to time, he glanced at a maternity and baby product store opposite the S.H.I.E.L.D. building.

Be a mother?

This is a novel experience. For Auriel, this experience gave her a different understanding of hope.

No matter how many mothers and children I have seen, it is always a bit shallow if I have not experienced it myself.

Jin and began to transform into a demon, there is no need to continue to observe.

Anderson failed to bring some courage to Jin, and Jin didn't deserve too much energy from Auriel and the others.

The whole thing is as simple as that.

Archangels may be merciful in times of need, but humans can be selfish and understandably so.

As a mother-to-be, Auriel needs to think more about her children.

"What follows is a grand miracle, everyone, don't blink!"

Constantine showed his white teeth and smiled ferociously.

Although he never leaves his mouth, his teeth are very white.

Thinking about it, either he followed the doctor's advice and cleaned his teeth on time.

Or there is a corresponding magic to do it.

The wound on his severed arm began to scab over, and his face remained unchanged.

Melinda looked a little nervous.

Troubled before resigning, Melinda realizes her clerical career is pretty much over. ,

Resignation is also unlikely.

Nick Fury is not here, and the consequences of leaving S.H.I.E.L.D. without authorization are a bit troublesome.

The current situation might as well go on vacation.

"ha!"

Rumlow yelled violently, and the hammer in his hand turned into the Hammer of the Ancestors again!

Mocott's figure appeared behind Rumlow with a look of displeasure.

The ancestor's soul raised the huge hammer, and then smashed it down with Imprius and Jinpin.

Whether it's a demon or Imprius, he wants to beat him up.

And this is not such a big burden for Rumlow.

If you get some benefits, then you should bear the corresponding responsibilities!

For example, some sudden ideas of the ancestors.

Fighting is better than suddenly wanting to eat meat.

That is to say, Mocott belongs to the kind with relatively few desires and requirements.

"Die!"

Mocott uttered a battle cry that penetrated deep into the soul!

The merciless hammer of the ancestors fell again!

But he was blocked by Imprius holding a spear with one hand!

"Snack, Mocott."

Imprius said so, and then pierced Jinbin's chest with Solarion.

"This is just a messenger who brought Diablo's gauntlet.

As for the Venerable Sky Hammer, it seems to be useless to Diablo. "

Imprius drew out his spear and said.

He looked up at Constantine amusedly.

It's fun to compete mentally with humans.

Imprius wanted to know what else Constantine could come up with to impress him.

If he grows an arm, Constantine's current performance is not enough.

sleep first...

I'm stuck! Want to scratch the wall!