"Mr. Luke! Do you need our help?"
Perwood asked from his seat facing the fighting place.
He had already made up his mind to die, and at this time there seemed to be nothing to fear or fear.
Just like a coward who would go to the most dangerous places for some lofty beliefs, not to mention whether this person will be frightened to death by the tragic elephant, but fear and dedication cannot be equated.
"You point your gun at this side. If I come back, shoot me immediately!"
Luke smashed a silent head and roared loudly.
Luke felt tired for the first time in a long time, and the silent battle took a huge amount of energy.
The time they fought was no longer short, and he almost understood the power of the group Silence.
Ji Jing's body is very weak, especially when compared with their attacks.
The lightning that is thrown out casually just looks like lightning, but the real threat is that weird dissolving power.
Everything hit by silence will be broken down into very fine dust as if cut by a water jet.
If Luke's defense wasn't so outstanding, he would have died the first time he suffered the Silence attack.
Even after resisting, cracks still appeared on his body, and his skin was like cracked porcelain.
Blood is flowing out little by little along the cracks.
But this is not the most deadly, but as long as these monsters are not seen in sight, he will immediately lose the consciousness of fighting.
He who has forgotten all about the existence of silence cannot remain vigilant.
That short-term trance is the most dangerous thing.
"Pick up your weapons and prepare to shoot!"
Perwood gave the order directly, and took out his weapon at the same time, holding the detonator that had been placed on the table in his other hand.
Perwood doesn't know what the enemy is outside, but now he just needs to believe in Luke.
He knows that his abilities are mediocre, so he trusts the judgment of those who are more capable.
He can honestly say "Although I am incompetent, I am not despicable", so he will have no doubt about his partners!
Perwood is a noble man, and he is definitely not incompetent.
It's just that compared to those professionals, his abilities are somewhat insufficient.
Perwood wouldn't ask Luke if he needed to avoid him and shoot, just like Luke wouldn't say anything to him to retreat.
These two people got to know each other well in a short period of time, and they had a tacit understanding as if they were friends.
While the battle between Luke and Silence continued, the battle between Accardo and Anderson also officially started!
Anderson's power needs no elaboration, and Accardo's power is equally astonishing.
Although he is still a monster that can be killed at this time, it is already a very difficult target.
As long as he sucks blood, he will still be the vampire king with countless lives. As long as he leaves a soul in the blood river, he will not die.
Killing the real body only makes Accardo's consciousness sleep, and the blood river will not disappear with his death.
At that time, it will just be a giant monster with millions of consciousnesses that starts to fight for the body and transforms into a more terrifying and crazy monster.
But at that time, the blood river aggregate also lost the possibility of being called powerful and became nothing to worry about.
Father Anderson's body shone with holy flames and opened a passage in the river of blood.
The holy flame burned dots in the blood river as the bayonets flew, and the wailing sounds of the souls who were stabbed were like curses.
Even if their souls were purified by the holy flame, they returned to their original appearance.
But after enjoying mutant immortality in Accardo's body, the souls of these guys also began to twist.
Even though he regained some consciousness, he still spoke harshly to Anderson, who had saved them.
Anderson said nothing about this. His duty was to deal with monsters. Although he occasionally organized prayers and masses, except for the children he adopted, he never listened to the troubles of other believers.
To the outside world, he is just an executioner. Killing the enemy is the only truth!
The light that constantly flashes on Anderson's body is like a large light bulb in the blood river. Although he can easily defeat those souls, he still needs to face the attack of Accardo himself.
Although Accardo is sitting on the throne waiting for the challenger to arrive, adjusting the difficulty of the "game" has always been the prerogative of the "Devil King".
He held the long sword in his hand and swung it at Anderson casually, streaks of blood swaying along the blade, leaving serious injuries on Anderson's body.
Blood spattered, but Accardo's face remained solemn.
Anderson was his most admired enemy, regardless of whether he was strong or not. After all, after meeting the Supreme Mage and Bulcaisel, he knew that if he wanted to die, these two would be enough.
But if he had to choose, he would prefer to die in the hands of Father Anderson. Of course, Wilt would be fine too.
No matter what happens, Matthew and Rumlow can do it.
From these people, Accardo saw the power of human will.
The power of the Vampire King is not completely at a disadvantage when faced with the holy flame from Imperius, and the ability to live and die does not constitute any restraint on courage.
Energy restraint has always been discussed on the basis of the same "weight", but now the two are not of equal weight.
Accardo's blood river had already far exceeded the number of the holy flames controlled by Anderson.
After all, the priest is not the second angel. He has had this power for a short time and has not yet accumulated enough.
Although courage can continue to generate holy flames, it is a daydream to explode.
As long as the two can attack each other, they can cause good damage, but Anderson still needs to face the soul of the blood river with no end in sight.
Even though the situation was very unfavorable, Anderson's figure was still advancing firmly.
The blood river turned into an army to protect Accardo, and Anderson continued to move towards his goal like Beowulf swimming alone across the sea.
Compared with those unbridled heroes, the perfect saint always lacks some humanity, and at this time, Anderson is moving towards the direction of the saint.
Put yourself completely into courage, and then turn the remaining emotions into the fuel of courage little by little.
He is already a hero now. As long as he succeeds in dying before burning everything, he will be a hero.
"I think it's better to let me do it."
Maxwell laughed wildly and walked past his fellow disciples, holding the holy nail in his hand and stepping forward into the river of blood.
In just a blink of an eye, Maxwell's body was submerged by the Xu Xue River.
This guy took advantage of the last group and used this war as a ladder to gain power.
Although his power was shattered with the end of the war, he undoubtedly lived a very fulfilling life.
A person with a goal will certainly be fulfilled, and he will continue to strive for his goal.
But at this time, he wanted to change his way of life, such as dedicating himself to his teacher.
Perhaps Maxwell is the person who knows Father Anderson best in the world. Being active in power, he can clearly feel Father Anderson's disappointment in him.
We can also understand Father Anderson's persistence.
Having lost his original goal, he plans to experience the feeling of a saint, starting from dedicating himself at this time!
Heinker, who was originally guarding Maxwell, pulled out his pistol and started firing rapidly. He completed the magazine replacement operation with both hands alternating.
Even though he only had a pistol in his hand, he still poured out firepower that was unmatched by a submachine gun.
Takagi Yumie drew out the katana beside him, leaned forward and rushed in quickly.
The two gave up their actions to stop Maxwell, because Accardo's terror was truly revealed at this time.
Anderson has the power to kill Accardo, but he cannot kill the entire Blood River by himself.
Heinkel has not had time to accept the transformation of Angel Dust. Although he has transcended the boundaries of mortals, he is far from powerful.
This is especially true for Takagi Yumie, but her superb swordsmanship gives her a strong ability to rush forward.
The group of "samurai" is a bit strange, especially those samurai who are good at Iai, their postures will look a bit strange.
It seems that the closer their bodies are to the ground, the more terrifying they can swing their swords.
So if one day you see a samurai crawling over from the ground, don't hesitate and just run away.
No one knows how powerful a samurai who can lay on the ground and launch a charge is, but what is certain is that this kind of guy is definitely not a normal person.
To be continued...