Chapter 240 You Will Regret (6,000 words)
Accardo’s body turned into a dark color like asphalt in an instant, and the eyes that kept appearing on his body opened one by one. It made everyone present shudder.
The bubbles and blinking eyes bring about a sense of spiritual discomfort and even physical nausea.
The shadow on the ground also changed as his body changed. A dark vicious dog emerged from the shadow and drooled at Luke Valentine. The ferocious and jagged forest The white teeth were twisted like jagged teeth.
Even the drool from the vicious dog's mouth immediately emitted an unbearable stench.
"Weird! Monster!"
Luke Valentine's expression suddenly changed, and he stared at Accardo with wide eyes.
When this artificial vampire faced the true form of the Vampire King, he was immediately destroyed by the strong pressure.
Standing in the crowd, the blade is also very uncomfortable, and the trembling of the body is clearly visible.
"Monster? It turns out you are also the unfashionable kind!"
Accardo looked at Luke Valentine who was completely lost in front of him, with a look of disappointment and anger, as if he had been fooled.
All his expectations turned into wishful jokes in the face of Luke Valentine's collapse!
"The Third Reich should have been destroyed, and Hydra is just a remnant."
Steve was wary of Accardo and Luke Valentine in front of him, and pressed the button He held the blade's trembling shoulders.
His eyes were staring at the ghoul soldiers who had been dismembered and still had consciousness.
The shield in his hand was placed in front of him, ready to fight at any time.
"My body is starting to tremble!"
Rumlow clutched the giant hammer in his hand and looked at Accardo who was in madness. He was also ready. Preparing for a fight, this terrifying cold atmosphere made him clearly feel the warmth brought by anger.
With trembling hands, he took out a bottle of vodka, bit off the cap and poured it into his mouth. The glass shards pierced his mouth, but he took the bitten glass shards with him and mixed them with the wine. He swallowed the blood together.
“I can’t stand this atmosphere anymore, the anger is rising!”
Luke's teeth gritted loudly, and the tip of the war blade in his hand was already pointing at Accardo.
The pressure brought by Accardo's aura is too much.
The few people present no longer think about how to defeat and kill Accardo. They are still far away from this level.
“Xia!”
With the weapon in hand, Matthew charged directly towards Luke Valentine.
He was the most sober among the barbarians present, and he was the only one who was not completely engulfed by the fear aura emitted by Accardo, because he had already been exposed to Accardo once, and even if the pressure was greater now, he could barely bear it. .
But at this time, he still needs a hearty battle!
Destroying those enemies is the best choice.
Killing the enemy will not completely turn them against Helsing, although this is not a good option.
In the blink of an eye, the ax and mace had passed through Luke Valentine's body. With Matthew's strong lift upwards, the artificial vampire split into two parts.
The upper body began to spray blood in mid-air.
Because Jessica had appeared behind Luke Valentine, a punch inherited from Orak had already split the vampire's waist.
The ax scratched with blood stains, and the splash of blood had a strange beauty.
Rumlow smashed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, and blood and wine were mixed on the ground.
He held the giant hammer in both hands and walked up to the remaining ghoul soldiers. The hammer head cut through the carpet and made a harsh sound on the ground!
"Everyone from SHIELD, please don't interfere in our battle!"
Butler Walter stared at Rumlow walking towards him with a twisted face, and the silk thread in his hand pulled out a Metal mesh as a threat.
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intervention will damage Helsing's honor, and Walter is doing what he thinks is right.
"Old Butler, we are very unhappy with the crimes committed by those guys. Wouldn't it be better to get rid of those guys as soon as possible now?"
Luke stared at Ah. Cardo, the painful sound of millions of lives entangled together made it difficult for him to restrain his anger.
Among the people present, Luke was perhaps the one who had the hardest time accepting aliens, especially Accardo, the vampire king, whose aura of contempt for life, blasphemy of life, and playing with life made all the muscles in his body begin to tremble.
Even though he was talking to Walter, his angry eyes were still staring at Accardo.
"That's my prey! Boy!"
Accardo's tone was full of discernible dissatisfaction, and his red eyes opened wider.
His body turned into a shadow in an instant, and the evil beast directly swallowed Luke Valentine's body.
"Accardo!"
Integula called Accardo's name for the second time, with a stern tone.
With this cry, Accardo reorganized his body next to the ghouls, and the round red eyes began to close one by one.
He turned around slowly and lowered his proud head to Integra.
Integra is the shackles Accardo gave himself. No one can limit Accardo's consciousness except himself.
And now he handed over the reins that tied him to Integra, a twenty-three-year-old girl who was very special to him.
The dignitaries behind Integula said nothing about the conflict before them.
Compared to Accardo, the vampire, they have more trust in the humans of SHIELD.
But the positions of Helsing and SHIELD are obviously different.
At this time, their arrogance allowed them to maintain their dignity, although their legs had begun to tremble under Accardo's momentum.
"My master."
"What will you do in the face of the enemy?"
"As you wish."
Accardo did not look at the others present. Even if a person glances at it, his figure disappears. The surrounding ghouls are instantly submerged in the blood that fills the passage. The torrent of blood begins to pour through this layer, and this will continue until everything is washed away.
"Captain America, it seems that we cannot cooperate well, so now tell us what SHIELD means."
Integra took out a cigarette and pressed his slender palm.
The palms of the palms have calluses from long-term shooting, and the palms are also covered with traces of practicing swordsmanship.
Walter put away the silk thread in his hand, saluted with a calm face, and then walked behind Integra.
Rumlow and the others also put away their weapons and watched all this happen quietly.
……
Hellboy is acting with the hunters of the Osiris Club. He received a task from his father to help these guys hunt down the giant monsters.
But on a small bridge, he was betrayed.
If there was anything that hurt him more than a knife stabbed in the back, it would only be a knife stabbed in the back by someone close to him!
Had it not been for three giant monsters that suddenly broke into the battlefield and killed all the hunters, Hellboy would have become history.
After a bloody battle, he killed three giant monsters, but was also seriously injured and fell into a coma.
Before he passed out, he saw a familiar figure walking up to him.
When he woke up, he found that he was sleeping in a cramped room. Not far away, a man with a complicated expression was lighting a cigarette and looking at him.
"John Constantine?"
"It's me, I'm thinking about whether to kill you directly."
Constantine's face is no longer The morbid weight loss before, and after his soul was replenished, he was much healthier than before.
"What's going on? Why does everyone want to kill me?"
Hellboy sat up straight and took a cigarette from the table next to Constantine without any politeness. .
The cigarettes were scattered on the table next to Constantine, and the tobacco was completely dry.
“Why don’t you smoke a cigar?”
Hellboy raised his eyes and looked at Constantine. The cigarette was a little too small for his body. The thick smoke of the cigar could satisfy him. He asked Constantine unceremoniously if he needed it, and received a blank look in return.
"Honestly, I'm also considering whether to trade you with those guys for a hefty reward. You know, they don't want you alive. As long as they take your head with them, I won't have to work for income for the rest of my life. , even a photo of you dead will do."
Constantine put out the cigarette butt in his hand, picked up the shotgun on the table and pointed it at Hellboy.
"St. Angel's blood, plus the archbishop's blessing, I think it should be enough to kill you."
Constantine looked angrily as Hellboy took away his Light the cigarette with a lighter.
The heavy bullet in this gun was drawn from Angel's blood before he lost his strength. He also entrusted the blessing to others, and in the end only such a powerful bullet was produced.
He didn't know the lethality of this bullet against demons, but it was definitely enough to kill Hellboy.
"Tell me, what do you plan to get from me?"
Hellboy smoked the cigarette to the butt in one breath. Even a cigar can be smoked in a short time. After all, cigarettes are just a consumable item for him.
His strong body also has powerful internal organs.
The front end of the cigarette butt was still hung with a slight flame after the whole tobacco was burned out, and then he snuffed it out with his right hand using a stone.
"I want to know what you can give me if you become king, or whether you will save my soul from the hands of hell."
Constantine threw the shotgun in his hand aside.
Hellboy's identity is no longer a secret in the circle of British psychics. Especially after the news of the stolen head of Blood Queen Neve spread, everyone focused on Hellboy.
Anu En Rama!
The name of Hellboy, a direct blood descendant of the legendary King Arthur.
Only he can pick up the sword in the stone and become the undisputed king of England.
But this is also a conspiracy from hell.
Having picked up the sword in the stone, Hellboy will also forcibly open the passage to hell in England. "Destroyer of Worlds" is Hellboy's title in hell. This title is more powerful than "Son of Hell" loud.
"Buzz buzz~"
The sound of helicopters came from outside, and Constantine's small apartment was directly surrounded.
Bang! With a bang, the poor door of this room was kicked open by heavily armed soldiers.
Just like the "FBI" warning, Constantine directly raised his hands and watched the person pointing the gun at Hellboy.
“Shit!”
Hellboy waved his hand and knocked the soldier down to the ground, and then looked at the old man who walked in at the door.
"Dad?" "Hey, son! Why are you so angry?"
It was Professor Bloom who came. As the leader of B.P.R.D., this old man was also one of the first ordinary people in the free country to devote himself to fighting the supernatural.
“I don’t understand why you can’t knock on the door and come in?”
“Ersha, we didn’t find you after cleaning up the disgusting scenes left by you and the troll, you You know, I even thought about the worst outcome. Thank God, you're okay!"
"Well, I think one hundred thousand pounds is an appropriate compensation amount."
Constantine pointed to the door that was kicked open and said.
Well, after Constantine's soul is completely replenished, he will hesitate when doing many things, such as whether to kill Hellboy.
In other words, his cowardice breeds more kindness and hesitation.
But he is still as arrogant as ever.
As Constantine interrupted, the conversation between the father and son fell silent for a moment.
Originally, Hellboy planned to ask his father why he appeared on that island to kill him.
"John Constantine, I have long admired your name."
Professor Bloom greeted Constantine as if he breathed a long sigh of relief.
"I guess that wouldn't be a good reputation."
"Well, you know what hurts more than a knife in the back?"
Hellboy questioned his father like a rebellious child, waving his arms uneasily.
"I think I probably stabbed him in the back."
Constantine interrupted Hellboy's questioning again, and then said to Professor Bloom:< br>
“If one hundred thousand pounds is too expensive, how about fifty thousand pounds? You have to know that this big red-skinned monster’s head is enough to keep me from having to struggle for a living for the rest of my life. Oh my god! Can you imagine that? How does it feel to have to find a way to fill your stomach after saving the world? That would be worse than being stabbed in the back!"
"Okay, Constantine! You have never saved the world!"
Professor Bloom was a little angry. It was difficult for him to face the famous guy Constantine calmly.
In other words, there is no one who can face Constantine calmly. Even demons and angels cannot do this.
"No, I have saved it, but you don't know it."
Constantine pulled out the heavy bullet from the shotgun on the side and put it into his jacket Pocket, he said slowly.
"Okay, Constantine, please keep quiet for now. Now I want to introduce someone to Hellboy."
Professor Bloom had no intention of arguing with Constantine on this topic. He waved towards the door, and then waited for a short while before a soldier walked in.
"Captain Ben Daimio, commander of the M11 Special Forces."
Professor Bloom stretched out his palm and said to Captain Daimio:
" Dai Mio, this is my son, Hellboy, you know."
"M11? I thought they were disbanded after the war."
Hellboy looked at Captain Daimio and said.
“I thought our goal was to kill demons, not to be with demons.”
Captain Demio confronted Hellboy unceremoniously.
"I think Scarface is right. It seems you are the leader of these soldiers, right? Xin Hui Xin Hui!"
Constantine immediately stood up and came forward, Then he grabbed Daimio's hand and began to release the Grasp of Immortality.
"Well, can you help me solve the compensation issue? This is not difficult at all for a secret force like you."
"Sir, please let go of my hand first. Compensation is nothing. Question."
Demio was a little flustered by Constantine's enthusiasm. He is a soldier, not a politician, and he is not good at dealing with civilians.
He pulled his hands out of Constantine's hands with force and made a promise of compensation.
“So, when will the compensation of one hundred thousand, no, one hundred and fifty thousand pounds arrive? I don’t have a bank account, so I want cash, of course not because cash can avoid tax.”
Constantine said with a doggy smile, completely ignoring whether his behavior of sitting on the floor and raising prices was appropriate.
But he won't be ashamed of it, and maybe he will laugh out loud.
"I have to say, you promised him, Scarface. By the way, have you looked in the mirror recently?"
Hellboy said with a rare sense of schadenfreude. .
“Do you think it’s funny?”
"Perhaps, my psychological interventionist said that I rely on my sense of humor to blend into the circle of normal people."
Hellboy was a little concerned about Demio's demonic voice, and he chose to retort because he was not big-hearted.
"Huh? Integrating into normal people? Then I can only wish you good luck."
Demio said with a polite fake smile on his face.
"Well, sir, because the issue of compensation still needs further discussion, you have to act with us now."
Demeo's approach is obviously to give Constantine something good to comfort him, so that he will know that "blackmail" is a mistake.
"You will regret it!"
Hellboy muttered quietly.
“What?”
Captain Daimio didn’t hear clearly, but his intuition told him that it was not a good thing to say.
"Of course, no problem. By the way, my name is John, John Constantine. You can call me whatever you want."
Constantine said with a mean smile on his face. He was already thinking about it. How to get into this team.
His sense of justice cannot allow him to back down in front of huge dangers. There is no dispute that he is a hero, he is just not that decent.
"Okay, then...Cons what? Constantine!"
The scars on Demio's face are distorted. As the M11 commander who is against the monster, even if Even if you have never met Constantine, you must have heard of his name.
"Wish us a happy cooperation, of course, the remuneration is not included."
Constantine took out a newly written business card and stuffed it into Demio's pocket. Because it was newly written, so The business card is fairly flat.
"I am glad to see that you are chatting well. Although this is Britain, this is a joint operation."
Professor Bloom left the hut first and walked outside. Several people also came out together. Before Constantine went out, he looked at his door, as if he was considering whether he should replace it with a metal security door.
That kind of door may be able to block the "FBI" warning. He himself is a guy who is easily visited to check the water meter.
"Come on, I can knock out all the teeth of the guys in the Osiris Club by myself."
Hellboy waved his stone right hand and said.
"No, this is more serious than you think. St. Sebastian's Church was attacked, and even Father Anderson didn't stop those guys from stealing a single thing."
< br>B·P·R·D, as the department to deal with supernatural events, has a close relationship with the church.
So I know the news in this regard in more detail.
"One of the Nevi boxes, I foresee it."
Constantine patted Hellboy's tall shoulder and said.
“What?”
Hellboy was a little confused.
"Vivian Neve! AKA the Blood Queen. A restless witch from the fifteenth century, among all her powers, just the plague almost destroyed Britain, and this time possibly the whole world."
Constantine still explained with a smile, but his body was shaking slightly.
As a necromancer, he knew very well how powerful the legendary Blood Queen was.
"King Arthur himself killed the demon, divided her with the King's Sword and put her in a box and hid her in various places."
Captain Daimio interjected When he came in, he glared at Constantine fiercely, and he felt a little embarrassed when he saw Constantine's smile.
“The Osiris Club discovered one a long time ago and made her part of the collection.”
Professor Bloom made the final summary.
"Okay, let's go now and repay the Osiris Club for what they did, and then find the box, and then find the person who wants to glue her up, it's awesome."
After Hellboy finished speaking, he dug into his father's pocket, pulled out a chocolate bar, tore open the package and stuffed it into his mouth, making a clicking sound. It sounded like the chocolate bar was of excellent quality.
"Once you find the box, you go back to your cage!"
Captain Demio said with an angry tone, and then walked directly into the elevator.
He didn't like Hellboy, but the reason for his anger was that he actually asked Constantine to join the team.
“My cage?”
Hellboy held down the elevator door and shouted at Demio:
“I will specifically ask you to clean me. The sawdust in the shit basin can't wait for you to smell the devil's shit!"
"Okay, you go directly to the Osiris Club, I'm going back to the base to find the whereabouts of the other boxes."
Professor Bloom patted Hellboy's arm and said:
"Son, there are your new toys and things you like in the car, but remember to exercise restraint. Whether it's sweets or tobacco. It’s not good for you.”
Professor Bloom moved his head closer to Hellboy, and Hellboy lowered his head obediently and put his ear close to his father.
"Also, stay away from Constantine. Although that guy is very capable, you know that none of his teammates will end well."
After whispering, Bu Professor Rum directly entered the elevator on the other side and waved goodbye.
This is a guaranteed update on the 12th, and the guaranteed update on the 13th will probably start in the afternoon.
Good night.
(End of this chapter)