Accardo's body turned into a pitch-black color like asphalt in an instant, and the eyes that kept appearing on his body opened one by one, making everyone present shudder.
Bubbles and blinking eyes bring about psychological discomfort and even physical nausea.
The shadow on the ground also changed with his body. A dark vicious dog emerged from the shadow and drooled at Luke Valentine. Its ferocious and jagged white teeth were like saw teeth.
distortion.
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, I felt very uncomfortable, and my body was clearly trembling.
"A monster? It turns out you are also the unfashionable kind!"
Accardo looked at Luke Valentine who was completely losing his temper 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 Blade's trembling shoulders.
His eyes were fixed on 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 to fight. This terrifying cold atmosphere made him clearly feel the warmth brought by anger.
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With trembling hands, he took out a bottle of vodka, bit off the cap and poured it into his mouth. The broken glass shards pierced his mouth, but he swallowed it along with the broken glass shards, mixed with wine and blood.
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"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.
Akado's aura brings too much pressure.
The few people present no longer thought about how to defeat and kill Accardo. They were 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.
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But at this time, he still needs a hearty battle!
Getting rid of those enemies is the best choice.
Killing enemies won't completely turn them against Helsing, although that's not a good option either.
In the blink of an eye, the ax and mace had passed through Luke Valentine's body. As Matthew lifted it up vigorously, the artificial vampire split into two parts.
The upper body began to spray blood in mid-air.
Because Jessica had already appeared behind Luke Valentine, a punch inherited from Orak had already split the vampire's waist.
The ax slashed across with traces of blood, and the splash of blood brought with it a strange beauty.
Rumlow smashed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, and the blood and wine everywhere were mixed together.
He held the giant hammer in both hands and walked up towards 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 in front of him as a threat.
SHIELD's intervention will damage Helsing's honor, and Walter is doing what he thinks is right.
"Old housekeeper, we are very upset by the crimes committed by those guys. Wouldn't it be better to get rid of those guys as soon as possible now?"
Luke's eyes were fixed on Accardo, and the painful sound of millions of lives intertwined 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, who despised life, blasphemed life, and played with the breath of life, which 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!"
Integra called Accardo's name for the second time, his tone harsh.
Following this cry, Accardo's body reconstituted itself next to the ghouls, and the wide-open red eyes began to close one by one.
He turned around slowly and lowered his proud head towards 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 special to him.
The dignitaries behind Integuera 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, even though their legs began to tremble under Accardo's momentum.
"My master."
"What would you do when faced with an enemy?"
"As you wish."
Accardo did not even look at the other people present, and his figure disappeared. The ghouls around him were instantly submerged in the blood that filled the passage. The torrent of blood began to pour from this layer. Now,
Continue until everything is washed away.
"Captain America, it seems that we can't cooperate well, so now tell us what SHIELD means."
Integra took out a cigarette and pressed his slender palm.
There are calluses on the palms of the hands 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.
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Hellboy is working with the hunters of the Osiris Club. He received a mission 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 was only a knife stabbed in the back by someone close to him!
If three giant monsters hadn't suddenly burst into the battlefield and killed all the hunters, Hellboy would have become history.
After a bloody battle, he killed three giant monsters, but was seriously injured and fell into a coma.
Before he fell into unconsciousness, he saw a somewhat familiar figure walking up to him.
When he woke up, he found that he was sleeping in a cramped room. Not far away, a complicated-looking man was lighting a cigarette and looking at him.
"John Constantine?"
"It's me, I'm considering whether to kill you directly."
Constantine's face no longer looked as morbidly thin as before, and after his soul was replenished, he was much healthier than before.
"What's going on? Why is everyone trying to kill me?"
To be continued...