Chapter 237 Matthew and Accardo (fourth, fifth and sixth updates in one)
“Steve, are you sure it’s a good thing to let Matthew act alone?”
Lang Muluo was sitting opposite Steve and said, looking a little weird.
Hold a special cigarette in his left hand and a bottle of vodka in his right hand. There are a few pastries and two teacups on the table.
It was supposed to be meal time soon, and they shouldn't act rashly at this time.
"Helsing has acquiesced to our approach. Although I hate to say this, we are here as SHIELD personnel."
Steve picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said a little weakly With.
Even though he and Nick Fury don't get along very well, now he still has to do this according to Nick Fury's wishes.
This is not something arranged in advance, but something that will inevitably be done after arriving here.
Helsing will not easily believe in their fighting power, even if he is the famous Captain America.
And they will not entrust the leadership of the battle to Hexin, so if they want to obtain the leadership of the next battle, they have to use this somewhat disturbing method to decide.
Matthew is a good candidate. Among the current people, Matthew has the strongest combat effectiveness.
Matthew, who was training with Leiko, was only weaker than Rorschach, a talented warrior on the Holy Mountain.
At the same time, only Matthew is good at acting within the rules.
“I am very glad to have left the S.H.I.E.L.D. sequence at this time, otherwise it would be my turn to consider these things.”
Rumlow took a swig of wine and then burped.
"I remember you were not like this before. At that time, you always had a serious face with a lot of worries."
Looking at Rumlow in front of him, Steve felt a little funny.
"People always change, and it doesn't seem to be a problem for me to live a more comfortable life after leaving SHIELD."
Rumlow shook his head, and then sat up straight. body.
"It's about to start, but I'm worried that Luke and the others will get involved."
Steve glanced at the direction of Luke and Jessica's house with amusement.
“Don’t look at Luke’s stupid look. You must know that he is the successor chosen by Madoc’s ancestor. He is smarter than you think.”
Rumlow He stood up, apparently planning to take a rest:
“It’s almost time to start, Matthew can handle it.”
Rumlow left Steve's house after saying these words, intending to take a nap.
"It's really troublesome, we shouldn't get involved in political events."
Steve drank all the tea in the cup, then picked up his shield and did Preparation for battle.
Although he still trusts Matthew, this place is Helsing's territory, and he will not place his hope of settling the matter on others.
……
Heising's basement was filled with the smell of burnt cigars, and the smoke and dust made Matthew want to sneeze.
"Hellboy!"
Matthew has caught the weapon in his hand and placed it in front of him, and he is ready to charge.
It wasn't that Hellboy was hostile to him, but that the red figure sitting slumped on the bench holding red wine put tremendous pressure on him.
It was not a matter of standpoints about good and evil, but the strong smell of death and the chaotic feeling that seemed to result from the lives of millions of people being melted into a furnace.
"Are you the warrior that day?"
Hellboy is sitting cross-legged opposite Accardo. His huge size makes him not much shorter than Accardo even when he is sitting on the ground.
Hellboy crushed the cigar in his hand aside. The pile of cigarette butts and ashes on the ground was already like a small dirt bag.
He felt strange that Matthew would appear here.
“Who is that person?”
Matthew asked Hellboy with his face facing Accardo, who was looking at him with interest.
Rather than asking the dangerous guy directly, it would be more appropriate to ask Hellboy, an "acquaintance".
“He?”
Hellboy turned his head and glanced at Accardo, and then said to Matthew naturally:
“Accardo, a vampire. But when did you come here?”
Hellboy touched the severed horn on his head and asked Matthew in surprise.
He was deeply impressed by Matthew as a warrior, who could bring down the Ghost Rider head-on, and who also had the power to defeat him head-on.
Matthew's appearance in Helsing made him somewhat confused, but using his brain was not something he was good at, so he simply asked directly.
As soon as Hellboy finished speaking, Accardo's voice sounded directly:
"Oh? Can you feel my danger? It's really exciting..."< br>
Accardo interrupted the communication between Hellboy and Matthew, shaking the red wine glass in his hand and speaking inexplicably.
A pair of eyes hidden under orange sunglasses began to glow red.
"Accardo, you haven't said a word to me for so many days, why did you talk to him directly?"
Hellboy took out the last chocolate bar on his body. The packaging is being dismantled.
Accardo did not answer Hellboy's question, but just looked at Matthew with a cautious smile.
"So are you a human? Tell me!"
Accardo stood up directly. His tall figure and noble-like posture made him full of enchanting beauty.
As he stood up, the dangerous aura of chaos began to envelope Matthew's body like a tide.
"Monster!? Not a demon? I can't say evil, but kindness is far from you! How many people have you killed!"
Matthew's words were a bit confusing, and his tone even sounded like It's like asking questions.
His feet have begun to exert force, and the muscles on his slender calves have begun to swell. If there is a need to fight, Matthew can pierce the weapon into Accardo's body in the next moment.
"It's great. You look like the man in my memory. It's great! There are such powerful humans in the world!"
Accardo's voice was trembling. The shadows on the ground began to sway.
No one knew why he was excited, but the overwhelming momentum made Matthew prepare for it.
“Who are you!”
The Blade Warrior's voice appeared somewhat suddenly at this time, and Accardo's thoughts of fighting were instantly dismissed.
He wanted a fight, a fight to the death with real humans.
But he would not want to perform a play for a beast on a shabby stage.
This beast is talking about Blade!
"Mixed-blood bastard? You came at the wrong time..."
A chill emanated from Accardo's body, and his mood was completely ruined.
I saw his white and slender hand picking up the pistol from the small round table on one side and pulling the trigger directly on the Blade Warrior.
With a sound of "Bang!", the bullet came out of the chamber and was split in half by the blade in the blink of an eye with the long silver knife on his back.
The warhead fell to the ground as if it had lost all power, but there was also a crack in the silver katana.
"Oh? Superb swordsmanship, I didn't know those beasts could learn such a technique."
This time Accardo looked at the blade no longer with complete contempt, but with a hint of appreciation.
Pure strength may change due to bloodline and other reasons, but only technology is something that you will gain in return.
Even in Japan, Blade's swordsmanship is enough to be called a swordsman. This kind of strength has nothing to do with blood, but only the level of talent and hard work.
Accardo doesn’t hate this guy.
"What's your name? I'm interested in hearing your name. I'm a little surprised that a being like you can appear among the bastards who have stolen the power of a real vampire."
Accardo's tone is condescending, and he will maintain the lowest level of respect when facing humans.
That is the reverence of the half-dead for life.
But facing Blade, who is half a vampire, Accardo's respect is extremely limited.
So his tone is still condescending.
"Eric Brooks, who really are you?"
Blade's arm trembled slightly, and the bullets fired from that special pistol were not comparable to ordinary warheads.
It was already difficult for him to split the bullet.
Even at this time, he did not say his proud nickname "Sunwalker". That kind of crushing on the life level made him feel the fear he had not seen for a long time.
You must know that even when Father Anderson was nailed to the ground like a harpoon, he did not feel such fear in his heart. At that time, he only felt that death was approaching.
And now the fear contained in his body made him feel so strange for the first time.
Blade is well aware of the advantages and disadvantages of pistols in short-range combat. When extraordinary people encounter evenly matched opponents, they trust their bodies and cold weapons more than pistols.
The way Accardo fought showed that he was not taking this fight seriously.
"Don't those bastards who stole my name even know who I am? That's right, that big piece of trash doesn't dare to pass on the truth.
Now I've had enough fun, If you want to fight, let's start."
Accardo did not sit back in his chair, but just poured a new glass of red wine and picked it up.
"Well, Matthew, right? I remember your name was this."
Hellboy shouted to Matthew. As for Matthew's name, he had already checked it from the channels of the Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau. arrive.
He understands the horror of Accardo better than Matthew and Blade.
Although he didn't know why Accardo maintained a certain degree of equality towards him, he did not want a battle to occur in this place.
“Why did you come to Helsing? You couldn’t be looking for me, right?”
Hellboy doesn't want to see the fight happen.
He knew very well the level of Matthew's power, which was indeed powerful, but compared to Accardo's terror, Matthew was like gravel hit by the waves.
The battle with Accardo cannot be said to be a battle, it should be said to be an endless war.
“We came here at the request of SHIELD, just to seek cooperation with Hydra that we may encounter next. Director Nick Fury should discuss this with your Ms. Integra I said it."
Matthew stood in front of Blade, whose body began to tremble, and the weapons in his hands were placed on both sides of his body.
In any case, Blade is his temporary teammate. Matthew's position is very firm towards this veteran of the Howling Commandos and a guy who doesn't feel any sinful aura about him. Although he still maintains a fighting posture, this posture is much better than the previous posture where he was about to collide in the next second.
"Then, just fight Silas. If you win, then you will have the right to act independently when the battle occurs. If you lose, you will follow the rules. Fight according to Tegula’s arrangement.”
Accardo really wants to fight Matthew personally, and his enthusiasm comes from the bottom of his heart.
But if the battle really begins, Accardo may not be able to care about Integra's arrangements, so he simply lets Silas feel the power of the strongest among humans.
Alexander Anderson, whom he met before, is also an opponent who can bring excitement and anticipation to Accardo.
Silas is still too immature now, and has never even sucked blood once after becoming a vampire.
This kind of Silas is just what Accardo calls half-hearted.
"Silas, come down for a moment. Bring your weapons."
Accardo called his "daughter" in a unique vampire way, this kind of superior-to-subordinate relationship Paging can span space.
After receiving the call, Silas immediately took action with his specially made large firearm.
Accardo’s satisfied eyes were obscured by orange sunglasses, but judging from his relaxed posture, he was very comfortable.
"I said, why haven't you left yet? What are you waiting for?"
Accardo spoke to Hellboy in a weird accent, and poured the red wine slowly his own throat.
“The last time we met, you looked at me with a special look. I was just waiting for an answer.”
Hellboy answered Accardo in a serious tone.
He has been in this basement for a long time, and he wants to know the truth about his life experience from Accardo.
For this reason, he is even willing to compete with an immortal species for endurance.
"When it's time for you to know, you will know it naturally. You are not qualified now."
Accardo answered Hellboy in a perfunctory tone. For Hellboy, he There was no sense of expectation.
Even though the fully awakened Hellboy has the power to fight with him, Accardo is not looking forward to this at all.
“Only humans can kill monsters.”
This is Accardo’s belief that he persists to this day. He is willing to hand over his life full of sin when facing humans, but He didn't want to, and wouldn't lose at the hands of another monster.
"Mr. Accardo, do your words represent Ms. Integuera?"
Matthew stared at Accardo with dull eyes as if he could see the other person. .
That ever-present source of fear allowed Matthew to locate Accardo without any other means.
The darkness is filled with fanatical beliefs and an almost morbid and twisted love.
Millions of emotions are rising from Accardo's body, and the shadow on the ground seems to flash a red light!
"This is her request, Matthew. By the way, what is your full name?"
Accardo raised his glass to Matthew from afar:
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"Are you going to try my collection?"
It was the first time Accardo invited someone to drink with him, his tone full of expectations.
"My name is Matthew Murdock. Thank you for your kindness, but it still doesn't work. I can't get used to that drink."
Matthew finally lowered his guard and hung his weapon on waist.
Then he took out a clay pot from his backpack and opened the mud seal.
In an instant, a strong smell of alcohol filled the room.
Matthew raised his head and drank half a can of spirits directly. This was a graduation gift given to him by Reco. There were only three cans in total.
That was a gift from Bulcaisuo to Leco who was embarking on the journey. Unfortunately, Leco did not have time to create a legend.
After Matthew received the gift, he used his savings to buy three boxes of vodka as a return gift for Reiko.
Then he threw the remaining half of the jar directly to Accardo.
"Try it, this is my most precious wine."
Matthew's body has adapted to the pressure of this place, and as he performs, a brute and rough atmosphere begins to spread from his body out.
Although it is not as powerful as the momentum Accardo released unintentionally, it is enough just to stand here calmly.
"What a surprise, it reminds me of the old days."
Accardo took the strong drink and poured it directly into his mouth without any grace at all.
The wine was not leaked, but all entered Accardo's stomach.
The burning sensation made Accardo take a long breath.
“I still care about your complexity of millions of lives blending into one.”
Matthew couldn’t convey this emotion with his eyes, but he could clearly use words Express yourself.
"You will know by then. Isn't this the purpose of your coming here?"
Accardo finished the strong drink in the blink of an eye, and placed the clay pot full of the scent of time on the ground.
"You know? Blood is the currency of the soul. There is the blood of a strong man in this jar of wine. It's a pity that his soul is not very complete, which makes the wine a bit eclipsed."
Accardo looked at Matthew in front of him with a smile and said something strange.
This wine was given to Reco by Bulcasso back then. As Bulcasso's earliest work, his blood was in it in order to suppress the disgusting smell of demon blood.
Later this practice was replaced by the springs of the High Heavens.
"I don't know about this. This was given to me by a respectable elder."
Matthew was not interested in this matter at all.
Accardo was confused.
There is nothing wrong with the saying that blood is the currency of the soul, but the information he can read from this bit of blood is extremely limited.
Just a few fleeting images.
But the feeling of incompleteness in his soul lingered, causing him to have an emotion called regret.
Accardo felt that this must be a very troublesome matter, so he calmed down his expression.
A face as calm as a wax statue.
"Master, you called me?"
Silas appeared in the basement carrying the spear on his back. The blond hair tied back on his head and the small fangs at the corners of his mouth were a little playful.
Blade immediately looked at Silas, but Matthew didn't even turn his head.
He didn't need vision to confirm the identity of the other party. The fact that he couldn't hear the heartbeat already showed the identity of the girl.
Vampire!
But Matthew couldn't feel the slightest sin from Silas's body, nor could he feel even a trace of mixed life.
Obviously Accardo's mixed aura is just an exception, at least not every vampire is like that.
"This gentleman needs a fight, and I am not suitable to take action. I leave it to you. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. As long as you can do it, you can do anything."
Accardo's magnetic voice There was a sound, and he pointed to Matthew's position with his chin.
Although this gesture is not very polite, no one cares.
But Seles didn’t react for a moment.
She pointed a finger at herself somewhat stupidly, like a child seeking confirmation from her "father".
"What is the name of this lady?"
Matthew asked Accardo. He was embarrassed to ask such a cute girl.
"Silas Victoria! Get ready to fight, then start fighting! He doesn't need your hold back or hesitation!"
Accardo shouted Silas's name , which can be regarded as answering Matthew’s question.
Silas stood up straight, like a child who didn't know why he was being scolded, and chose to do as asked with doubts.
"Sir, although I don't know your name, please be prepared!"
Silas' loud voice sounded, and then the spear on his back was already in his hand.
The overly long firearm was obviously not something that ordinary humans could control. The large caliber could almost be called a cannon.
Silas was full of seriousness, and his desperate obedience surprised Matthew a little.
"I will go all out, but I will not aim for your head and heart."
Matthew nodded to Silas, and then spoke seriously.
"Understood, sir! I can't control the destructive power of the firearm, so please be careful!"
Silas has pointed the barrel of the gun at Matthew and can fire directly the next moment Shot.
Although he has never sucked blood, his physical fitness as a vampire has already worked!
Even though Silas does not have strong melee capabilities at this time, he can still pose a powerful threat with just his firearms.
"Ha!"
Matthew let out a war cry, already holding the weapon in his hand, and launched a violent charge at Silas!
There is no need to hold back when fighting vampires. This attitude was already conveyed to Matthew with a cold breath when Accardo spoke.
"Bang!" The sound of gunfire, countless times louder than before, echoed in the basement.
Matthew hit the huge warhead directly with the mace, rushed through the flames caused by the explosion, and stabbed the weapon into Silas's abdomen.
Then with a strong force on his waist, Silas was thrown up to the ceiling.
A circle of dense blisters appeared on Matthew's body, which was the high temperature generated when the elixir exploded.
But Matthew didn’t notice it and turned his body in the direction where Silas was about to land!
“Bang!”
Another gunshot!
Silas adjusted his posture when he was thrown away, and fired another shot just before hitting the ceiling!
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(End of this chapter)