"Crack!" Alcatel raised his hands and tightly clasped Andreessen's arms that had been turned into sharp blades, and blood flowed down his palms.
"If it was half an hour ago, if it was before tonight, it would be a good result to die in your hands like this!" Alcatel showed a smirk, "But not now, not tonight!"
The arms inserted into the vampire's body were pulled out inch by inch by Alcatel, and the rich blood soul spread to Andreessen's body along the granulation. Wherever the blood soul went, Father Andreessen's body disintegrated like rotten wood.
"No, Alcatel, it doesn't matter whose hands you die in!" Andreessen's ferocious expression suddenly relaxed, showing a slight smile, "Rest in peace, an existence that shouldn't exist in the world, Amen!"
As the priest prayed, a slight sigh sounded behind him.
"Well done, Father Andreessen!" The figure of Lancelot flashed behind Andreessen, and the Knight of the Round Table pointed like a knife, poking at his shoulder. If it penetrates from this position, it happens to be the heart of Alcatel.
"Pfft!" Amidst the blood splatter, Andreessen spat out a mouthful of blood, but his expression froze because he found that Lancelot's fingers could not completely penetrate his shoulder, let alone Injures the vampire in front of him.
"What's going on, she..." Andreessen turned his head, his pupils dilated slowly. There was an extra woman between Lancelot's sword and his shoulder, who just blocked the last blow of the Knights of the Round Table against Alcatel.
"Master..." Silas turned her head slowly, looked at Alcatel's pale face and smiled, her body limply collapsed in front of Lancelot, she used herself as a shield to block Lancelot's sword just now .
"Sylas... Mina..." Alcatel's deep memory twitched violently, and there was a strong and uncontrollable colic in his heart.
The vampire's face distorted into a strange face that seemed to be crying and smiling, and he grabbed Andreessen's hands and let go, staggering and slashing like lightning. The expression on Andreessen's face froze slightly, and he felt himself soaring into the air in a trance.
"Bang!" The priest's mutilated body hit the ground heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust. The squirming granulation all over Andreessen's body quickly turned into a dehydrated off-white powder, gradually disintegrating and floating in the air.
The priest raised his neck slightly, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw the hollow in his heart, the heart held by Alcatel, and the lower body standing in front of the vampire, which was being dehydrated and dusted.
"I lost!" Andreessen calmly looked away, looking at the brightening night sky. The newly exposed sunlight in the east made him squint his eyes uncontrollably.
"Silas!" Alcatel knelt down and helped the vampire girl up, gently wiped away the blood from her mouth, and hugged the gradually cold and stiff body tightly in his arms.
Lancelot and Captain America stood opposite each other. The two watched the scene, but they didn't make any more moves, and each remained silent.
Lancelot glanced back at Andreessen, who was dissipating in dust, and then turned his gaze back to Silas in Alcatel's arms, and sighed slightly, "This is not what I wanted!"
Captain America looked up at the sky, watching Clint's transparent spirit slowly disappear into the sky, with a smile on his face, "Goodbye, old friend!"
"Crack!" Alcatel squeezed the beating heart in the palm of his right hand, which was Andreessen's heart. As the heart turned into a puddle of blood, a rusty iron nail nailed to the heart fell to the ground with a ding.
This iron nail is the sacred object of Christ used by Andreessen, Elena's holy nail!
"Continue!" Alcatel didn't even look at the holy nail on the ground, gently placed Silas on the ground, stood up and looked at the other two calmly.
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"Grant, hurry up!" Qin Lun showed a hint of excitement on his face, and the two of them climbed up and down on the roof of the building complex, heading towards the HELLSING headquarters at high speed.
The battle situation just now changed too fast, and Andreessen and Silas had already fallen in just an instant. However, because of the priest's successful surprise attack, Alcatel's river of death was finally broken, and all the undead enslaved by the vampires were freed, and they could no longer stand in front of Qin Lun.
"You think I'm you!" Grant replied angrily. Although he had superimposed the scrolls of levitation and lightness, his speed was still not comparable to that of Qin Lun. Let the youth be as fast as a shooting star.
"By the way, Qin Lun, have you seen the type of holy object of Lancelot? His attack power is very strong. That female vampire died after only one blow." Grant asked with a solemn expression.
"Like you, I couldn't see clearly, and my sight was blocked. If it wasn't for the heart, then the holy object used by Lancelot should be attack-oriented, and I'm afraid it's not the Holy Grail as I thought!" Qin Lun frowned slightly, shaking shook his head.
"Well... those two guys behind are catching up!" Qin Lun suddenly felt a little bit, and looked back. Less than one kilometer behind them, two figures, one large and one small, were chasing closely towards this side. Judging from their physical characteristics, they were Liv and the white giant.
And behind those two people, there is still a large cloud of sand floating in the air, which should be Monica, the queen of sandstorms. It's just that the Sandstorm Queen's speed is not as fast as these two. After being broken by the two, I am afraid that she will not be able to entangle them anymore.
"I hope your plan doesn't go wrong!" Grant turned his head and glanced, and said calmly.
"I have already called the helicopter through Schrödinger. If the plan does not go well, we will retreat directly!" Qin Lun said lightly.
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"Bang!" Alcatel and Lancelot punched each other, but the vampire immediately felt a little backward, and there was a scar under the neck for no reason.
Surprisingly, with Alcatel's resilience, the wound healed extremely slowly. There are traces of black spots on the wound, hindering the fast-growing tiny granulation.
"This is the sacred object you have?" Alcatel wiped the wound, put his fingers into his mouth and sucked it, but immediately spat out the black blood, his pupils shrunk, and looked at Lancelot .
Even with his eyesight, he only captured a slender black shadow just now. This black shadow came from Lancelot's fingertips. Even he couldn't see the specific shape clearly, and he couldn't help feeling a strong crisis in his heart.
"Well, I'm different from Andreessen who just fused with Elena's Holy Nail. A long time has made the holy relic of Christ an inseparable part of me." Lancelot nodded expressionlessly, "The recovery ability of vampires It's useless against me, accept your fate, Alcatel!"
"I never believed in fate!" Alcatel looked up at the gradually brightening starry sky and grinned, "Besides, you don't have much time!"
"Enough!" Lancelot's face darkened, and the two disappeared in place at the same time, entangled again.
Captain America hasn't joined the battle since Silas died. He doesn't regret killing the vampire girl, but he doesn't want to join forces with Lancelot to deal with vampires. After this war, neither the vampires nor the Holy See made him feel any favors.
Suddenly, Steve Rogers only frowned, turned his head to look to the left, and his eyes lit up with a frightening light.
"Is it finally here?" Captain America held up the S-Men next to him, and the smart mecha dissolved like flowing mercury, swallowing him into his body, "I knew you would show up, Gerthard !"
While Captain America merged with the S-Men, Alcatel and Lancelot frowned slightly, obviously noticing the aura coming from afar. However, they did not stop fighting. Both of them played real fire at this time, neither Alcatel nor the Knights of the Round Table dared to let their opponents easily succeed.
"Leave it to you over there!" Qin Lun and Grant arrived in an instant, and crossed the broken wall of the manor.
"Steve Rogers, this is our first official meeting!" Qin Lun smiled and threw himself at the tall S-Men, his body suddenly swelled in the air, and instantly turned into an ice flame demon.
Back then in Casablanca, due to various reasons, Qin Lun actually never met Captain America.
"Gerthard Heinrich!" Captain America's cold and emotionless voice came out of the S-Men's mouth, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and today I will kill you! For Clint, for Ms. Katrin, for Dean David, for the scientists on that trip, for all the innocent victims in Casablanca and London tonight!"
"You... can you do it?" The Ice Flame Demon and the S-Men collided violently, and a powerful shock wave erupted from the center of the battle between the two. Gravels flew across the ground of the originally messy manor, and the soil underneath was opened up layer by layer, like chopped mashed potatoes.
"He is Gerthard!" Alcatel's heart moved, and his body burst into the direction where the two were fighting.
"Where do you want to go?" A flat voice rang in the vampire's ear, and a slender black shadow stabbed silently at his back.
"Get out of the way, don't get in the way!" Alcatel twisted his waist, narrowly avoiding the black shadow, with repressed anger flashing in his eyes.
"Don't worry, that demon is also non-existent. After purifying you, I will make him disappear forever!" Lancelot glanced at Qin Lun who had turned into an ice flame demon, and his tone was still calm and calm.
"You... don't you guys plan to leave here?" Alcatel was taken aback for a moment, the crusaders of the Holy See had already started to retreat, if Lancelot didn't leave, he would obviously be caught by the allied superhumans and troops who came one after another As an enemy, the Holy See may also suffer from human disadvantages.
"I used to be a sinner, but now I am a servant of the Lord. Politics has nothing to do with me. Only by eliminating you heretics can my existence be valuable!" Lancelot replied lightly.
"Hehe, you're also an idiot!" Alcatel grinned, stopped paying attention to the battle between Qin Lun and Captain America, and rushed towards the Knights of the Round Table again.