Chapter 260 The Tenderness of Warusk (a 7,000-word chapter)
“Is there any new news from SHIELD?”
Integra is in the reception room with Steve While communicating, the two legs were folded together, filled with the oppressive feeling of a superior person.
As a strong woman who single-handedly supported Hessing, even though Integra is not that old, her magnanimity and strength are impeccable.
Just by meeting her, Steve could tell that the fighting ability of the woman in front of him might not be much worse than his.
"S.H.I.E.L.D.'s support will arrive soon, and some information about the last team has also been investigated."
Steve said somewhat dullly.
In the past few days, he has become the contact between Nick Fury and the team, and he has become very tired from the constant exchanges and reports.
Not everyone can be an intelligence officer, and Steve was exhausted just thinking about how to avoid being tricked.
“The final brigade has been assembled, and it is still under investigation as to when it will arrive in London.”
Steve added, leaning back against the sofa.
This posture is quite rare for a veteran who strictly disciplines himself.
"Seeing as this is a positional battle, the M11 can also play a good role in a head-on confrontation."
Integra reached out and knocked on the table, with a smile on his face. A hint of sneer.
She did not underestimate the last brigade. No matter what organization it was, it would be dangerous to have a group of extraordinary troops.
Moreover, as the last brigade is a remnant of the Third Reich, its danger has been increased a lot.
But in a head-on battle, human power is not something that can be ignored.
Modern weapons facilities can cause considerable damage to vampire soldiers by simply adding a holy water baptism process.
Sometimes it is useful to have more people.
In low-level combat, humans themselves are the masters of this planet. No one can deny this.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. has noticed demonic attacks occurring around the world, and has pointed the finger at the Last Brigade."
Steve patted his forehead with his hand. This was the latest news, and it also made the whole situation become... Somewhat out of control.
He has no doubt about the combat effectiveness of the human army. The question is when will the enemy arrive and how many will it have.
This information is completely blank, and Steve is not very optimistic about it.
Who can guarantee that the residents living in this city will be safe and sound?
The new demon attack also made his understanding of his enemies meaningless. Before, he only knew that his enemies were vampires.
"Integula, as promised, I'm here."
Anderson's body is exuding low pressure. He was very angry on Nivi's side, and now he is still Suppressing anger.
The broken glasses on his face made him look unseemly.
Now Anderson is like an ordinary person after a quarrel who is still reviewing the "battle situation" and thinking, "I should have said that at that time."
Most arguments build up to a fever pitch only after they're over.
Just like when you see some "weird" remarks on the Internet, everyone will tell themselves that there is something wrong with anyone who says that kind of thing.
But this cannot stop everyone from getting angry and having headaches after watching the remarks. Coupled with an unpleasant conversation, this anger is even worse. .
At this time, Constantine put his head in from the door in a shameless manner, and then let out a long breath before stepping in.
He didn't want to see Rumlow here, it would remind him of being punched in the eye socket and that annoying "I'm thinking".
For a person who respects knowledge and believes in the power of wisdom, there is nothing more cynical than solving a problem with just "I'm thinking about it."
"How much does the church know about the final group?"
Integuerra went straight to the point. She had no time to chat with people in the church. Father Anderson was also the kind of person who was not familiar with diplomatic rhetoric. The guy who knows nothing about it has no problem with it.
“After the collapse of the Third Reich, some people fled to Italy, and it was the church that provided them with shelter.”
When Anderson talked about this place, his fists clenched. .
He found it difficult to accept the fact that there was a guy within the church who had abandoned his faith. Even though that guy had been crucified, he was still very angry.
Now Anderson is both "brainless" and "unhappy".
“We have already eliminated the guy who violated his faith, but the final brigade has already begun to take action.”
You can even hear the chilling chill in his words. It didn't match the flickering holy flames on his body.
"So does the church know where they will attack from? And who they are targeting?"
Integra occupied the leadership position at this time, and a cold voice sounded here.
She was not in the mood to listen to church gossip, and now she just wanted to know information that would help with the next step.
"The targets will no doubt be Accardo and London. The origin of those vampires has been found out. They should be the midnight vampire who worked for the Howling Commandos back then, Mina Harker!"
When Anderson said this, he turned to look at Steve who was a little surprised.
“Captain America, the righteous man of God, has been famous for a long time. Because Mina Harker was captured by the Third Reich on the battlefield, these vampire troops now exist. I would say that there are no monsters at all. Unreliable.”
The look Anderson looked at Steve was not polite at all, even full of aggression.
The title “the righteous of God” is not something that the church can laugh off.
The church is the authority. If they hadn't been concerned about Captain America's status in the United States, they would have started to denounce him long ago.
For the purity of faith, most of the church's armed forces are fanatical believers.
"Mina Harker?"
Steve repeated the name, then stood up as if he remembered something.
"She is a vampire, time cannot kill her!"
"But the Third Reich can! According to our information, she is already dead."
Anderson took He said happily, Steve's unhappiness was his happiness, and coupled with the death of an origin-level vampire, this was enough to make him smile, even though the smile was a bit ferocious.
"Then the battlefield is London. How do you plan to evacuate civilians?"
Steve was in no mood to argue with Anderson and asked directly.
Compared with the outcome of the battle, the first thing he thought of was the safety of civilians.
"The Secretary of State is organizing an evacuation. We have to intercept the enemy outside the city limits."
Integura closed his eyes and said, this is a very difficult task.
Even including M11, a unit with rich experience in fighting monsters, the number of people on their side is still too small.
And mobilizing ordinary people to take refuge is also a difficult thing for this country.
There are always people who do not believe in evil and will doubt and doubt, and then take to the streets to promote their opinions.
Now there is a tall man on the streets of London holding a broken wooden sign with handwriting announcing "the end of the world", and some people even believe it.
This simply made Integra want to put aside his dignity and hit someone.
The enemy is not worth worrying about. Let Accardo release the bleeding river in the city to solve the problem immediately.
"Then let Accardo release all his power. I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time!"
Anderson smiled contemptuously.
The information on Accardo is not difficult to find. Regarding the unreasonable ability of "Blood River", there are also corresponding records in the church.
As long as Accardo completely releases the Blood River, then killing him will be able to fully understand this "immortal" vampire.
Anderson is looking forward to this opportunity.
"If it is really necessary, Accardo will release the blood river. But he will not lose."
Integra looked at Anderson, who was grinning with teeth, and said unceremoniously . She knew the purpose of the church very well, and neither party had any intention of hiding it.
“I want to organize a small team and go directly to the position of the last large group to fight.”
Steve tightened the shield on his arm and faced Integra seriously. Talk to Anderson about his thoughts.
It was a good idea to take the lead in defeating the enemy. Integra was a little moved by this suggestion, but Anderson just grinned but said nothing.
"When will SHIELD be able to investigate the exact location of the enemy?"
"Nick Fury never disappoints when it comes to investigating information, and we will find out soon."
> Steve has no clue about this, but he believes that Nick Fury cannot turn a blind eye to this.
Investigating the news, SHIELD is professional.
Who knows if Nick Fury's undercover agent may be lurking in the final team. Steve still has a high degree of trust in Nick Fury's ability.
"Our goal is to deal with the monsters. It doesn't matter where we fight. Rather, it is in line with our goal to deal with you pagans together."
Anderson was a little weird when he said this. It seemed that he Don't really want to do that.
The rational fanatic still has compassion for human beings. He is not like Maxwell who is willing to pay the price of innocent lives for rights and religion.
But he is just a sharp knife of the church and has no say in this.
“Now, we don’t even know the location and number of the enemies, nor how strong they are. What do you think about this kind of battle?”
Integuera posed the question to Steve.
She is not very good at commanding large-scale battles, so professional matters still have to be left to professionals.
Steve frowned, and clenched and unclenched his hands uneasily:
"No matter what, this battle is bound to happen. Then set up a defense line first! And then use force at all costs Let ordinary people take refuge.”
Steve said this with some difficulty.
This "restricting freedom of life" plan is somewhat ironic when it comes from the mouth of Captain America, who represents the United States.
While there was a heated discussion in Helsing's reception room, all the forces at SHIELD were mobilized.
All attention is focused on the last brigade investigating.
This incident also affected the nerves of the US military. You must know that they were also the main force in the fight against the Third Reich.
If the last brigade can destroy London, will Washington be the next target?
They are not willing to gamble on this kind of thing, so they can only cooperate with the investigation with all their strength.
Especially the last group has the technology to transform people into vampires. The long life and mature transformation technology are what they need.
That is to say, the location of the last brigade has not been found, otherwise they would have taken the lead in launching the battle.
Crunting against the remnants of the Third Reich is a just thing in itself, which is much more convenient than their careful planning of Tony Stark's suit.
"Destroying the enemy and retrieving important information" is familiar to them, so SHIELD is still facing pressure from the military.
These guys didn't want to just clean the battlefield. If Britain didn't agree, they would have sent all their troops to London to assist in the defense.
At this time, Nick Fury was on the phone with Frank. After all, it would be a waste if he didn’t contact someone he knew at the scene.
"Are there any supernatural events in London now?"
Nick Fury asked directly the moment he answered the phone.
He knew that Frank took his son to visit London.
Even the report that resounded with singing and roaring throughout London had already been placed on his desk. After all, it was an excuse to fool all the ordinary people in a city, and SHIELD must have been involved.
They are also familiar with this job.
And now Nick Fury is having a headache about this.
After Maria Hill received treatment, she also returned to work, but she seemed to be in poor spirits and had a layer of dark circles on her eyes that even makeup could not completely cover up.
“What aspect are you talking about?”
Frank held his son with his left hand, glanced at the busy mages around him and asked.
He now lives in the mage's residence, and supernatural events are all around him. There happened to be several mages wrestling in front of him with shields transformed by magic. He was the referee...
This is quite supernatural.
“News about vampires and demons.”
Nick Fury felt his eyebrows begin to fall.
He was even more stressed when he discovered that his stress alopecia was starting to affect his eyebrows.
This is a vicious cycle, more stress - hair loss - more stress - more hair loss.
Nick Fury knows Frank very well. Since he got such an answer, it means that there are too many supernatural events in London to explain clearly.
“I saw Blade before. He was wandering all over the streets. Does that count?”
Frank casually rubbed Jill's forehead and said, people always have little habits when thinking.
Gill: "?"
"It seems that what you know is not the same thing as what I need, so what can you say about Bulcasso?"
< br>Nick Fury asked next. He would not directly get to the bottom of it. He preferred the results of his own investigation to others telling him.
“I wasn’t around at the time.”
Frank used a little more force on his hands as he spoke, and there was a rustling sound on Jill's head as her fingers rubbed her scalp.
When Bulcasso performed the meteorite falling from the sky, he watched Bulcasso take off. That scene is quite shocking when he thinks about it now.
Jill's expression became like a cat's scalp being pulled backwards, and the corners of his eyes were raised.
“It hurts!”
When Frank heard this, he immediately withdrew his hand and hung up the phone in a panic to comfort his son.
Apparently, between Nick Fury's call and comforting his son, Frank chose to comfort his son.
Nick Fury on the other side directly misunderstood what Frank meant by hanging up the phone.
Perhaps it seemed to him that Frank was being threatened and forbidden to tell him.
So Nick Fury glanced at Agent Hill who was looking a little dull beside him, and after much hesitation, he called Coulson.
Now that he needs more accurate information, he can only transfer people from the two hammers.
Old Dugan and John Wicker are ready to go, and they will join the battle as a reserve force.
Hawkeye has also finished his vacation and is on standby, or in other words, under observation.
Agent Hill's current state is obviously not suitable for overseas work, so he can only call Coulson or Natasha, and Natasha's current position is also questionable. Nick Fury is not better. The choice was made.
Although he keeps in touch with Steve every day, Steve is obviously not very competent as an intelligence officer.
……
The Holy Mountain of Harrogas is not too peaceful either. Although the newly trained recruits have basically returned, there is one more guy on the Holy Mountain after all.
This guy is not popular at all on the Holy Mountain.
"Bulcasso~ I really miss this name. I didn't expect that I could recover so quickly after staying in the dark soul stone."
Andalil's voice came from Bulcasso's mind. Although her power was completely blocked by the wasteland suit, the sound could still be transmitted.
Without the power to help, Andariel would have a hard time bewitching Bulcaisel like she had bewitched Aidan, but it was really annoying.
The talk of restoring strength was just what Andariel said casually. It was much more difficult to restore strength inside the Dark Soul Stone than outside.
If this stone didn't contain a bit of the remaining breath from the last time the Seven Demon Kings were sealed, Andalil would have had to wait several years to wake up.
"Shut up! Otherwise I will send Leoric in too!"
Bulkessor squatted in the corner of the holy mountain and patted the ground hard, saying "Impossible" threat, and then looked at the gate of the Holy Mountain with red eyes.
Putting Leoric into the Dark Soul Stone was just a matter of anger. Although Leoric could beat Andariel, who could barely speak now, she couldn't make any sound except screaming. .
But Bulcasso didn't want to hear the sound of Skeleton King Leoric waving his scepter in his head.
The sound Bulcaisu made when he hit the devil with the mad king's scepter was not unfamiliar at all. The sound was like hitting beef mince on the chopping board with an iron rod.
Bulkessor didn't plan to make a pissing Andariel Pill, so why did he put the Skeleton King Leoric in it.
But Andariel's voice was too noisy, so Bulcasso threatened him casually.
Using himself as a cage to seal the Demon King has no impact on Bulcaisuo, at least now his body is beginning to exude the aura of the Demon King of Hell.
As for the gate of the Holy Mountain, Madoc has covered both sides of the gate with snow sculptures, and Talik's sculptures also have new shapes of the head buried in the snow and the one buried with only the head outside.
Madoc has been doing this these days, and he also built a very large sculpture.
He stepped on Baal, and Baal stepped on Tariq's appearance.
That is to say, he placed the sculpture behind a boulder, otherwise Talik might not be in the mood to waste time by letting Leiko knock him over.
Precisely because Tarik was still in the cycle of taking one step forward and being thrown back three steps by Reiko, Madoc was not worried about being beaten at all.
Korik was sitting on the ground rubbing a tendon left by hundreds of demons. He said that after rubbing it into a good rubber band, he made a slingshot and hit Olongus on the head.
I don’t know why he wanted to use a slingshot to counter Olongus’s Ancient Spear skill.
Anyway, over a long period of time, each of these ancestors has almost become abnormal, and every thought comes one after another. Especially when there are no people on the Holy Mountain, these guys are unleashing their natural instincts.
Even the relatively normal Leiko found some fun in the process of overthrowing Talik.
This can be seen from the strange shapes of Talik's take-off.
As for the split half of Bulcasso's soul, it will not make any sound for the time being. It is Bulcasso's last line of defense against the Seven Demon Kings.
That consciousness will only wake up when Bulcaisel's will is about to collapse, and then once again add strength to the reason on the verge of collapse.
Otherwise, a long time would be enough for the half of the soul inside to go crazy.
Doing this can at least preserve Bulcaisel's sanity and buy time for the next humanoid Cage to grow up.
People who are not strong enough cannot accept this kind of responsibility. The real test is when the Hell Demon King begins to use his power to influence the host.
"Hey, Bulcasso, it looks like you're almost getting used to it?"
Worusk quietly appeared next to Bulcasso and said, dragging one of the unconscious Thor's strings in his hand. leg.
"Is it appropriate for you to treat this guy like this?"
Bulkessor glanced at Thor on the ground and said a little irritably.
"Madoc can beat Luke unconscious, but I can't do what Madoc can do?"
Warusk threw Thor aside and sat directly next to Bulkatho.
“Are you still worried about the rules of time?”
Worusk said while rubbing his beard. The impact of the power of time is really too great.
After the starting point and the end point are determined, the only thing that can be controlled now does not seem to be so important.
Warusk can understand Burqaso's concerns.
"I don't care about my destined fate. How can I not resist when I meet those fates?"
Bulkessor took out a bottle of liquor from the pocket on Volusk's waist and struck it with a knife. After dropping the mouth of the bottle, I poured it into my mouth.
Obviously he doesn't care as much as he said.
“Israel knows the final outcome, but when did you see him doing nothing on the battlefield? It’s not even sure whether the Archangel of Fate is following the guidance of fate, and you have There’s nothing to worry about.”
Worusk slapped Bulkaiso on the back of the head, and then began to manifest his body with the help of the sudden increase in anger.
"I am XX! I will 'revenge'! If you want to be angry, don't slap me!"
Bulkessor stuck the wine bottle on the snow, turned over and kicked the body that had just been materialized. Warusk kicked his head.
Then he sat on Warusk's waist and immediately started beating him.
Two iron fists with wasteland gloves hit Warusk's eye sockets firmly, and the muffled bang was replaced by Warusk's wild laughter.
But the laughter immediately became a little intermittent, because Burqaso closed his hands in the shape of a hammer and hit Volusk hard on the chest.
By the way, you can also hear the sound of ribs being cracked.
Fortunately, the dead ancestors will not be beaten to death by Bulkesso again.
While being beaten, Warusk shook his head and took out a bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.
The nosebleed mixed with the wine spilled from being beaten made Warusk's beard change color.
After Bulcasso stared and stopped, Warusk spoke slowly.
"Are you happy now? Now you owe me five bottles of wine. I don't want the ones you brewed before. I want your best batch of wine."
Worusk wiped his face randomly, nosebleeds and The drinks were completely wasted.
"I'm used to it! Why do you, a bastard, come here to beat you for talking to yourself!"
Bulkessor rubbed the back of his head after being slapped, Warusk The strength of his hand was so strong that Bulcaso felt a little numb from the back of his head to his neck.
“I just heard you said that you wanted to send Leoric into the Dark Soul Stone together, so I came here.”
Warusk said with a smile. He had been thinking about this "genius" idea for a long time recently and felt that it was really promising.
A Skeleton King who cannot die and can be revived at full strength in a short time after being shattered is enough to give those hell demon kings a headache.
The Skeleton King itself is not in a weakened state. When he wakes up, he is at his peak, and when he is broken, he falls into a short sleep.
In the seal of the Dark Soul Stone, the Skeleton King has a unique advantage compared to those hell demon kings who have to go through great hardships to collect a little bit of power as soon as they are sealed.
Just like hitting a sandbag can express negative emotions, but it also requires physical exertion.
But as long as you don't hit the sandbag, the sandbag will hit you in turn. Who can bear this?
In this case, it would be interesting if the Hell Demon King could recover faster.
“The question is, have you heard the sound of Leoric speaking? The sound of bones colliding and smashing, coupled with the cold tone of speaking crazy words, can you accept that it sounds every moment?< br>
At least the hell demons are sensible, and they will not destroy my will by yelling!”
Bulkessor roared loudly into Warusk’s ears.
Leoric speaking without reason was worse than the worst tinnitus.
Continuous tinnitus will make it difficult to calm down and rest. But the sound of tinnitus remains unchanged most of the time.
Leoric spoke in a routine. The skeleton body was like a repeater that had recorded what he wanted to say in advance and played it back and forth in a loop.
The voice was also ups and downs, full of the deceased's vicious attitude towards life.
This may have been Leoric's last bit of wicked humor at the end of his life.
"Can you make an earplug?"
"I'll make a hammer and stuff it in your head! Is it useful to plug your ears with the sound of the soul!"
Bulkessor kicked Wo again. Rusk kicked him to the ground and continued to punch him.
The 10,000-word update is over...
I read a joke today, which was a bit silly.
What goes in with six legs and comes out with two legs?
Answer: The Wayne family
I was immediately shocked...
(End of this chapter)