Chapter 211 Accardo and Anderson! (A chapter of seven thousand words!)
Bulkeso was guiding Rorschach through basic training on the Holy Mountain. Not far behind him, Gu Yi was drinking sparkling water, and Emperor Weishan was talking to him sentence by sentence. Bulcaisel communicated.
The power of Emperor Weishan cannot act alone without the summoner, so he had to let Ancient One follow Bulcaisuo to act as a bridge of communication.
After all the hard work, the sky has darkened, and the day has passed quite quickly.
For such a terrifying existence as the Seven Demon Kings, Emperor Weishan and the others did not dare to pretend that it did not exist.
As for the other recruits, except for Bruce Wayne, Natasha and Hawkeye, who were just selected and are still training, the others have returned to the city.
With him is Steve.
Steve plans to form a team of Avengers to deal with some troublesome things, and these savages are his first target.
So Steve plans to have a dinner with Rumlow and the others, intending to share his philosophy and at least establish a good relationship with these barbarian recruits.
"Captain, have you been staying in this old training ground recently?"
Rumlow whistled, looking at the underground space with a giant hammer hanging on his waist.
This place is spacious, but a bit unworthy of Steve's status.
“I don’t know where to get my retirement salary. This place was arranged for me by SHIELD, which is pretty good.”
Steve’s appearance cannot be hidden from the military. and the Security Council, but there are intense discussions over how to treat this veteran.
A dead person who has been mythologized will not stand up to lead the people, but if this dead person suddenly comes back to life, it will be a huge trouble.
Their attention was focused on how to weaken Steve's influence, and they never thought that this veteran still needed basic living expenses.
Normally, his salary should be paid by the military, but how can Steve, who doesn’t even have a driver’s license, receive his salary?
“Cool~”
Luke looked at the training ground below, looking at the hanging sandbags eagerly.
“Didn’t you say we were going to have a dinner together?”
Jessica smoothed her hair and said lightly.
Matthew said nothing on the side. He didn't even have time to change his clothes, he was still in tatters.
"You have to change into regular clothes before going. Besides, the weapons you are wearing are too conspicuous."
Steve glanced at the few people in front of him, wearing a giant helmet on his waist. Hammers, machetes stuck, hand axes and maces hanging.
When these weapons are put on the street, the police will directly empty five magazines.
If SHIELD hadn't sent a large enough vehicle, it would have been a question whether these people could have arrived at the training ground safely.
“Do you still have clothes here that are suitable for us?”
Jessica grinned. The clothes she was wearing were still the linen shirt that Madoc had dug out from the warehouse. Luke put it on her after he recovered.
Thinking of this, Jessica punched Luke. Although Luke didn’t know why, all he needed to do was giggle at this time.
"Those agents have already gone to buy suitable clothes, but your weapons are a bit difficult to handle."
Steve hung the shield in his hand on the wall and looked at the people in front of him.
Rumlow sat directly on the ground. He was used to this sitting posture. After all, ordinary chairs could not support the weight of the giant hammer in his hands.
Matthew casually stuffed the two weapons on his waist into his backpack, as if by instinct.
Everyone focused their attention on him, as if they had seen a ghost.
“Well, how did you do it?”
Luke asked Matthew hesitantly.
“What?”
Matthew was a little confused.
"You mean a backpack? Don't you have that?"
Jessica seemed to understand something, and the hand ax disappeared directly from her hand.
"You do too?" Luke was stunned.
"I'll try, I feel like I can do it."
The giant hammer on Rumlow's waist suddenly disappeared and then suddenly appeared again.
It seems he can't do this yet.
One of the nephalem's abilities is this space package. Matthew is the one with the highest bloodline level among them. He has been able to do this for a long time.
Jessica directly received the bloodline of Orak, which was also higher in quantity than the current Rumlow and Luke.
Rumlow is still a little short of being able to open the space backpack, and Luke has the weakest bloodline at present. He has not yet felt the existence of the backpack.
“It seems to be determined by bloodline weight?”
Matthew said softly.
“Looks like I have to work harder, the secret realm of Talik’s ancestors is really difficult.”
Rumlow handed the giant hammer in his hand to Matthew and asked Matthew to help him put it away first.
“Jessica.”
Luke shouted hesitantly. Jessica rolled her eyes at him and then took the weapon from his waist and stuffed it into her backpack.
"I feel envious when I see it. I don't want to carry a shield every day. If I don't carry it, it will be difficult to deal with any problems."
Steve smiled heartily.
"Then let's go eat after the agents bring the clothes. I know a good barbecue place."
Steve just said casually, he was not jealous of this ability. Emotions like that.
"Why aren't you favored by those ancestors? I'm quite curious."
Rumlow grinned and said to Steve.
Normally, those who have passed the test of the Holy Mountain will have the opportunity to be tested, but the Steve in front of him was not favored by any ancestor, and he was inferior to Matthew at that time.
"Maybe I'm not in line with their temperament."
Steve turned around and climbed onto the ring, taking off a pair of gloves from the side ropes.
"Who wants to come up and play?"
Steve greeted the others.
As a fighter, Steve's fighting skills are top-notch, and among the people in front of him, perhaps only Rumlow can compete with him in bare-handed fighting.
The premise is that there is no competition for physical fitness.
On the other side, Nick Fury was sitting in the office, looking at John Witness in front of him with his scalp numb.
A string of goosebumps appeared on my smooth head.
Nick Fury is still a little scared of this guy who can destroy his life substitute without any scruples for a dog.
“I said, are you going to give me another shot?”
Nick Fury rolled his eyes and looked at John Wicker in front of him.
"You can resurrect a person? Then you can resurrect a dog, too."
John Witker held the body of his beloved dog in his arms, his tone a little cold.
Nick Fury has a headache. Although he can resurrect humans, resurrecting a dog is somewhat bizarre.
Resurrected humans will more or less have some mental problems and will draw some weird symbols on the walls.
But what will happen to the resurrected dog? Spilling symbols all over the place while making a mark?
Dogs don't have such big bladders...
"Are you sure you will exchange this condition for your effectiveness?"
Nick Fury said in a weird tone.
“If you can do it, I can become one of you.”
John Wigger looked at Nick Fury with cold eyes, which made people doubt that he would raise his hand and shoot Nick Fury's head off.
Although his weapons had been taken away when he entered S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Okay, leave your pet here, you can see it alive and kicking in a few days."
Nick Fury made the decision with some difficulty , waved to Melinda and left the office with John Wicker.
Before he could put down the weird feeling in his heart, an agent hurriedly broke into his office.
"Director! Tony Stark is missing in Afghanistan!"
"Oh!"
Nick Fury's brain is so tired now that he doesn't even want to say "Fuck Fuck" , Tony Stark's disappearance is indeed a big deal, but this situation cannot stimulate his tired heart.
"Send someone to look for it, and report back when you find it."
Nick Fury picked up the water on the table and drank it slowly.
"Yes, sir!"
This agent is a newcomer who has just been transferred from the military. It is obvious that he is not accustomed to the working method of an agent.
After SHIELD paid a heavy price, both the Security Council and the military sent a bunch of people into SHIELD.
The name is to prevent the lurking Hydra from continuing to cause chaos, but in fact it is to divide the big fat body of SHIELD.
On the other side, Coulson is still stationed in the UK. He wants to learn more about Helsing's organization, such as how Helsing fights vampires.
Regarding this semi-official organization, SHIELD can only find out that they are experts in handling supernatural events.
But there is no news about their combat effectiveness.
In addition to reaching cooperation with Helsing, Coulson also needs to investigate the composition of its combat power.
If possible, it is best to poach the opponent's combat power.
"Sir, how long do we have to watch here? How about I buy a dinner first?"
The agent driving the car asked quietly.
"No, they've taken action. Follow them now."
Colson pointed at the black van, or escort vehicle, passing by. That car is not small anyway.
"Okay sir."
The agents quickly put the gear into gear and stepped on the gas to drive. In order to prevent the car from failing to start, their cars usually don't turn off.
So just leave.
......
In a building on the other side, Father Alexander Anderson was slowly waving the bayonet in his hand, nailing a ghoul to the wall.
This is what happens to people who are not qualified to be vampires but are bitten by vampires.
Only a virgin is qualified to become a vampire after accepting the first embrace of a pure vampire, otherwise she will only become a ghoul that feeds on flesh and blood.
The holy flame flashing from Father Anderson's bayonet was burning this guy bit by bit.
Human limbs and blood stains can be seen everywhere on the ground.
I don’t know when this building was occupied by vampires, and the people inside are now buried in the belly of the ghouls.
The innocent lambs that were plundered here have their eyes open, and the cracked corners of their eyes show the pain and fear they experienced before death.
The bayonet in Anderson's identity scratched the blood stains on the wall, and he hunched his body slightly and walked forward slowly.
It was precisely because he had seen the cruelty of these monsters that Anderson never showed mercy to them!
Behind cruelty is compassion for mankind, and behind faith is piety to kindness!
The sound of bayonets scraping against the wall was a bit harsh, but there was a divine radiance conveyed in Father Anderson's prayers.
"The Lord is my shepherd~I will not be in want~"
Father Anderson muttered in a strange tone, threw the bayonet casually, and killed a man who was struggling to stay away from him. The ghoul was pinned to the ground.
"He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside still waters, he revives my soul and guides me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake"
The bayonet in Anderson's hand turned into a Bible The pages of the book are flying around. The light flashed across the pages like rising flames.
He walked to the ghoul on the ground and raised his feet.
“Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.”
The pages of the book flew out one by one in an orderly manner, like leaflets, and were posted around them. on the wall. A burst of golden thread connected the pages, sealing the church inside.
"Then it's your turn to be afraid!"
Anderson showed his white teeth and dropped his hard leather boots.
His prayer was not finished, but it was enough.
There is no need to be kind to those who are willing to become monsters!
This foot stepped on the head of the ghoul on the ground. The vampire's head was like a bursting watermelon, splashing the surrounding area in red.
But Anderson's pants are still pure white!
The ghoul turned into ashes in the holy flame, which was a bit brilliant.
"Does a monster deserve to be glorious after death? How disgusting!"
Under the moonlight through the window, you can only see the golden bayonets on his hands arranged like a cross. , as if announcing the end.
“Bang bang bang!”
There were bursts of gunfire from the direction he was facing. Father Anderson stood up straight and looked in that direction.
At this time, outside the building, Coulson and another agent were sitting in a car and observing.
Five minutes ago, they watched the man in red and a girl in a khaki uniform with a gun enter the building.
I heard bursts of gunshots right after.
Colson stopped the agent next to him who wanted to get out of the car, and said calmly:
"Don't get involved in the monster fight." After seeing the ghosts, Coulson felt that he did not have the ability to fight vampires. Since those people were the personnel of the Heising Agency, all he could do was wait quietly for the results.
Leaving professional matters to professionals is the most reasonable solution.
The man in the red trench coat led the girl into the building from the other side and started killing the ghouls.
Accardo and Silas Victoria!
After a short battle, a ghoul died under Silas' gun.
Before he had time to enjoy the joy of victory in the battle, Silas fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.
There were five or six bayonets stuck in her back. Golden runes flashed on the bayonet's grip, and flames burned on the blade, making a sound of burning grease.
"Blessed bayonet?"
Accardo turned around with a sinister smile and looked in the direction from which the bayonet flew.
A large piece of book pages flew into the narrow passage, and with the sound of nails hammering into the wall, the pages hung high!
At this moment, the page of the book is like a lighting lamp, and the narrow path will be illuminated brightly!
This place is also blocked!
Father Anderson stepped into Accardo’s sight from around the corner!
The cross on his chest shines in the darkness, swaying as brightly as a firefly.
"We are the agents of the Lord, the earthly spokesmen of divine punishment. Our mission is to destroy the fools who resist the Lord, even if they only have the last piece of flesh and blood left!"
The bayonets in Father Anderson's hands were intertwined. A cross was placed before his eyes.
He made the announcement before the battle!
“Amen!”
The final declaration came out, and the blades of the bayonets in his hands staggered and wiped out the flames!
...
In Hesing Institution, Integra was holding a cigar and cut off the front end of the cigar with cigar scissors.
"Director! News has come from the Vatican! The secret force Section 13 'Betraitors' has begun taking action!"
The intelligence officers in neat suits reported the news in a hurry. But the words are still clear and legible.
“You said ‘betrayer’. It is the informal executive body of the Vatican and the single most powerful combat force the Vatican has.”
Integra raised his eyes and looked at the intelligence officer in front of him, his tone was calm and there was no wave.
Perhaps this bit of news is not enough to make this powerful woman lose her composure.
"Experts in exorcising evil spirits, suppressing heretics, and eradicating heresies. Bearing the name of Judas, the Thirteenth Division should not exist."
Integra did not light the cigar. , the fingers of both hands were interlaced in front of him, and he was stating the information of Section 13.
"Strength?"
"Send one soldier, Paladin! Father Alexander Anderson!"
Anderson's name rang out, and the old butler on one side squinted his eyes and looked at Integra.
This name cannot be taken lightly.
"Father Anderson? What would happen if he comes into contact with Accardo and the others?"
Integuerra's tone was calm, and he was thinking about a solution in his mind.
At this time, she actually already understood the destined outcome!
Then Integra stood up suddenly and pressed his hands on the table!
"I'm going to Bedolik too! Give me a gun, a sword, and two guards. Walter, I'll leave the negotiations with the Vatican to you."
Integra turned and left. I walked into the office in a hurry, but there was no panic.
The butler on one side bowed and calmly agreed to the request.
Coulson, who was outside the building, saw the light reflected on the window by the pages shining with holy light, and felt a little nervous.
......
Killer Anderson, Beheaded Detective Anderson, Regenerator Anderson, Angel Dust Anderson. His birth, race, and age are all unknown, other than that he is an expert in fighting monsters.
Similar to Accardo in the Helsing Department, he is the Vatican's ace in fighting monsters.
Exterminationists have never spared any effort to deal with aliens.
"This is a good moon! Monsters!"
Father Anderson stood in front of Accardo. There is a short distance between the two.
Silas reluctantly raised his head from the ground and groaned in pain.
"The sound of pain is so cute, Miss Monster. But if that's all, you won't die."
Father Anderson said with a contemptuous laugh.
"Because I didn't hit your heart with a single blow. It's been a long time since I hunted vampires! I've always met those shabby bastards recently, and I don't want to let you go too early."
Anderson After saying the mocking words, a smile appeared on his face.
"Vatican Section 13? Betrayer?"
"That's right, Helsing's lackeys."
As an agency that deals with supernatural enemies, Helsing But Hexin, who uses the vampire Accardo as his trump card and uses monsters to fight against monsters, will naturally not be recognized by the church.
Especially in front of Father Anderson!
"Are you Accardo? You are obviously a vampire but you keep company with humans? Kill monsters? Are you raising food in captivity?"
Father Anderson began to approach Accardo. He didn't understand what Accardo was doing, he just thought he was cultivating high-quality food.
Accardo walked in the direction of Father Anderson, tit for tat.
“What happened to the ghouls here?”
"It's all solved. The ghouls are just some trash fish. There is no way for me to warm up."
Silas on the ground turned his head and looked at the two approaching people, gasping in pain.
The bayonet on her back was burning, and she felt that her body was being warmed by the flames.
Feeling warm is never good news for a vampire.
"You are the only ones left."
There was no tone in Anderson's words, he just stated a fact.
“Really?”
Accardo and Anderson said this as they crossed paths.
The battle begins!
The special pistol raised by Accardo intersected with the bayonet in Father Anderson's hand. The bayonet and the barrel of the gun intertwined, causing fire!
Father Anderson's movements were obviously more rapid, and the bayonet passed through Accardo's left shoulder cleanly.
Accardo let out a cry of pain, put the gun in his right hand on the crook of his left arm and fired directly!
The bayonet in Anderson's right hand scratched Accardo's body. As a handful of blood exploded, Father Anderson sat down in the shadow of the corner.
"He actually dared to fight a vampire even though it was night. He is really a brave priest, but he is still an idiot."
Accardo commented on Father Anderson's behavior with contempt.
"Master!"
Silas shouted in front of Accardo, the flames behind him still burning! So her voice is a little delicate.
"Stop talking, Silas, you have been wounded by the blessed bayonets!"
Accardo walked towards his "daughter", seemingly intending to remove those bayonets. .
As Anderson said, a bayonet that does not pierce the heart will only bring severe pain, but it cannot take away a vampire's life.
It was just the burning holy flame that made Accardo a little concerned.
But behind him, the tall figure of Father Anderson appeared again, and the bayonet penetrated Accardo's body from behind with the light of fire.
"Ha! Click! Cock!"
Father Anderson let out a cautious laugh, holding the bayonet tightly with both hands, the holy flame burned, making bursts of grease popping sounds!
Monsters treat humans cruelly, so humans also have reason to treat monsters cruelly!
Accardo turned his body forcefully to free himself from the sharp edge of the bayonet. While hanging upside down, he held up two guns with both hands and fired fiercely!
Anyone who doesn’t resist when attacked is an idiot!
The bullet undoubtedly hit Father Anderson's body, and he fell to the ground again.
But in just a short moment, Anderson stood up again and charged towards Accardo!
Accardo's special pistol and bullets failed to cause any effective damage!
The bayonets in Anderson's hands crossed in front of him, making a sound of metal friction.
Flirting his arms, he opened a wound on Accardo's waist.
Blood splashed and then disappeared in the holy flame!
Bursts of fire flashed across Accardo's body, and the holy flames were eroding his body along the wounds.
After a brief contact, the two distanced themselves again.
Father Anderson twisted his body and charged again, with his arms in front of him to block Accardo's bullets. When the distance reached the ideal target, eight bayonets appeared in his hands, and then he threw them out!
The holy flame drew a line of fire in mid-air, and the power contained in the bayonet flying at high speed shattered all the glass in its path!
Anderson's power is beyond the reach of ordinary humans!
The two Colsons who were observing outside the building were attracted by the sudden noise. Colson slowly swallowed his saliva. The traces left by the burning holy flames could also be seen outside the building. trace.
“Sir, you are right.”
Coulson did not comment on his subordinate's words, but just took out his phone and dialed Nick Fury's number.
"Director, Helsing's combat power seems to have met the personnel of the church, and something may have changed."
Although Colson didn't know the specific information about the two sides of the battle, he felt that there was a sense of holiness in it. The flames allowed him to confirm the identity of one party.
Nick Fury on the other end of the phone rubbed his forehead.
“Keep watching!”
If Helsing's combat effectiveness is compromised at this time, then Nick Fury will have to think of ways to obtain combat effectiveness from other places.
This is not good news.
Although they have some friendship with the church, this little friendship cannot lend them combat power.
After all, mysterious matters are the purview of the Paranormal Investigation and Defense Bureau.
Nick Fury hung up the phone and began to think about what to do next.
And in the building, the battle continues!
Accardo fired in an attempt to shoot down the flying bayonet, but only two shots could completely interrupt the flight of a bayonet.
The distance that was not long prevented him from intercepting all the incoming bayonets.
In an instant, his body was penetrated by four bayonets, and the parts of the bayonets that were submerged in Accardo's body were burning violently.
Father Anderson, who was following the bayonet, reached out and held down Accardo's head, pushing him against the wall.
The huge force made a dent appear on the wall.
In the blink of an eye, Anderson pulled out two bayonets and penetrated Accardo's body, sealing Accardo's chance to fight back. Accardo was directly nailed to the wall!
But there was still a dismissive expression on his face.
The pages behind Accardo began to burn the moment they came into contact with the vampire, and the strange smell of burning blood filled the air.
“Amen!”
Father Anderson looked at Accardo who was unable to move in front of him and roared!
"Self-regeneration?"
Accardo's voice sounded a little difficult under the burning of the holy flame.
"That's right! It's a technology developed by us humans in order to fight you!"
Anderson simply answered Accardo's words, and then the flying knife in his hand appeared again. Throwing with a force as fast as a rainstorm!
Accardo was like a hedgehog under this attack, nailed to the wall and lowered his head!
Behind Father Anderson, a pair of flame-like wings of light appeared faintly!
Thanks to the book friend who opened the textbook to page 34 and rewarded me with 50,000 points. Thanks!
Thanks to the book friend Po Xingliuhuo for the 2000 points reward.
Thank you to the book friend Xiaolou Drinker for the 1,000-point reward.
Thanks to book friend JETYGUO for the 1,000 points reward.
Thanks to book friend Dongfang Liang Xibeiyan for the 500-point reward.
Thanks to book friend Zuitong Wangyue for the 500-point reward.
Thanks to book friend Aozaki Ryuding for the 200-point reward.
Thanks to the book friend who broke into the boudoir at night with little short legs and rewarded me with 100 points.
Thanks to book friend YANGE for the 100-point reward.
This chapter is the 7,000-word update promised on the 27th. Please forgive me for the delay...
Previously, I owed 98 chapters, and I have repaid a total of 6 chapters on the 26th and 27th...
Then the monthly ticket adds 1 chapter that is owed... and rewards adds 6 chapters that are owed...
The number of owed chapters does not decrease but increases to 99 chapters...
Titled updates are not counted in the owed updates, updates will be added! Never default on your debt! Thank you for your support!
Today is the 28th, so I won’t stay up late to update.
We agreed to have a crazy extravaganza week, and I will be typing from morning to night for the next week!
I want to try to see if I can win a weekly championship in the power rankings!
This may be my only chance to win against the Eagle Master... If I win, I will definitely take a screenshot.
By then I will have bragging rights 233333.
Father Anderson, a being blessed by courage.
Fearless and fanatical, based on justice, narrowing the scope of kindness and kindness, what do you think?
(End of this chapter)