"Their date has come to nothing again, but they will probably be happy if they date on the battlefield."
Matthew waved the mace twice and said.
He didn't care much about Luke and Jessica.
If the enemy were just the vampire soldiers we saw before, there would be no need to worry about Luke's safety.
It's just that Matthew always felt that something was wrong with the current situation. After all, after Burcasso made that loud roar, he returned directly to the Holy Mountain. No one present knew exactly what happened.
"Then let's set off, try to find the headquarters of the last brigade, and complete a beautiful beheading!"
Steve nodded when he heard this, and walked out directly after speaking.
SHIELD will not turn a blind eye in this war. This is Steve's trust in Nick Fury's old secret.
As for the Blood Queen stranded in Hexin, there is no need to pay attention to it, she will take action.
Nivi had long said that she would take revenge on the last group and then face death.
This is no longer worth worrying about.
After witnessing the existence of Bulcaisel and the Ancient One, Nivi could no longer do anything boring.
At this time, Hellboy appeared in St. Paul's Cathedral with Constantine and Demio.
According to BPRD's long-term investigation, King Arthur's final burial place is here.
For this reason, the entire BPRD staff even gave up the protection of important British people and fully investigated the news of the Sword in the Stone.
Even now, they are still working hard to analyze other possible positions, and for this reason BPRD has even given up its role on the frontal battlefield.
Even the task of protecting important personnel has been entrusted to M11.
As a human force against monsters, M11 will not be easily defeated, at least it can be delayed until support arrives.
Now Hellboy and the others need to find the Sword in the Stone that accompanied King Arthur to the end in this place, and then complete the final blow to the Blood Queen.
However, on the innermost wall of the church, a tiny crack was emitting a white light.
Constantine was standing in front of the crack and looking at it carefully.
His innate sense of danger is constantly reminding him that the big trouble he has always felt is inextricably linked to this crack.
Ever since Constantine returned to England, he had been feeling the ubiquitous sense of oppression. Until he personally saw the crack in front of him, his sense of crisis had reached its peak.
Even the whole body was trembling slightly.
A complete soul has affected his judgment. He who did not have the emotion of fear will not be depressed by the emotion of "fear".
But the ubiquitous sense of crisis made him not even in the mood to tell his usual cold jokes.
"Constantine! What are you looking at?"
Hellboy patted Constantine on the shoulder angrily. Looking for the Sword in the Stone had consumed a lot of his energy and time.
Every time BPRD finds possible information, they rush to the scene non-stop, but all previous explorations have failed.
For this big guy with demon blood, this process is not easy.
St Paul's Cathedral was the most likely location in the survey results.
"I'm looking at this crack, and the power on it is a little hard to understand."
Constantine frowned and put the cigarette butt in his hand through the crack in front of his eyes. When he took the cigarette butt back, the burning cigarette had been extinguished.
The front end of the cigarette was as cold as it had been for a long time. The paper on the front end had turned yellow, but the end near the hand was still white.
For Constantine, a guy who has experienced a lot of storms, he can distinguish any form of power that exists.
But this time he saw something completely beyond comprehension.
So his face was very ugly.
The existence of the power of time is something that does not require controversy, but it is still very dangerous for Constantine to experience the power of time personally.
"Is this the time?"
Constantine spoke in a skeptical tone, and he could only use time to explain what was happening in front of him.
Then he took a piece of charcoal from his pocket and began drawing around the crack.
Although he didn't think he could solve this problem, it was better to try than to do nothing.
When he faced this crack, he could feel his scalp itching. The pressure made him work hard to control his body and complete this delicate painting work.
"What time? We don't have much time!"
Hellboy leaned over the crack and took a look, but he couldn't see anything clearly in the dazzling light.
He vaguely saw a head with an expression on the opposite side.
Hellboy had no time to tell what he had just seen before he was interrupted by Constantine.
"Don't get so close, no one knows what will be on the other side!"
Constantine turned his head and glanced at Hellboy, and then saw a weird guy with a huge head and a black suit not far behind Hellboy.
At that moment, Constantine's hair stood on end. Facing that weird existence, his fear was unprecedentedly high.
"what is that!"
Constantine was very uneasy and exclaimed!
"what? What?"
Hellboy turned his head and glanced at Constantine, a little confused. He couldn't understand why Constantine, who had always been careless, made such a sound like his tail was being stepped on.
Hellboy's tail slapped the ground a little irritably.
"Have you ever seen E.T.? The guy with that kind of head in a black suit! Right behind you!"
Constantine reached out and pulled the severed horn on Hellboy's head, causing Hellboy to turn his head completely.
That is to say, Hellboy did not deliberately resist Constantine's strength, otherwise the weak Constantine would not be able to break Hellboy's neck, which is almost as thick as his head.
"I X! This XX is even more terrifying than what you described!"
Hellboy's eyes widened the moment he saw the monster, and then turned his head to look at Constantine.
Then he became confused.
"What? What are you doing holding on to my horn? If you like it, I can cut it off and give it to you next time. Now let me go!"
Hellboy said with some dissatisfaction.
He knew that the devil's horns were a good casting material for Constantine, a necromancer, but he could not accept others grabbing the horns on his head.
As Hellboy repeated the question, Constantine's pupils dilated for a moment.
With this little abnormality, he understood roughly what kind of power that weird monster had.
He often deals with demons and angels, and his analysis of weird abilities is top-notch.
"This is it!"
Constantine struggled to pry off Hellboy's head again, and this time he even stood up to make Hellboy turn his head.
"I X! This is too outrageous!"
"Don't look back!"
Constantine yelled and used all his strength to make Hellboy continue to look directly at the monster.
As long as it is out of sight, the memory of that monster will be lost.
Constantine already understood this.
"Man! What are you playing at?"
Daimio looked at the two people who were entangled with a headache.
He looked at Hellboy and Constantine's frightened and incomprehensible eyes with some strangeness. These two guys were not joking at this time.
Although he was very reluctant to take any action with Constantine, M11 no longer had any extra manpower to take over the job.
So he also followed Constantine's gaze and looked over.
"E·T is real! I knew it!"
To be continued...