Just when Fang Mo had just set off a huge wave of trouble in the world, Walter fled in a hurry.
On the battlefield not far away, Andreessen also noticed the changes around him, and even Acat also frowned.
"Are these things...shit?"
I saw Akat standing on the top of a building, overlooking the sea of corruption below, feeling the increasingly pungent smell in the air, and he couldn't help but feel confused: "Why is there so much filth coming out here?
Could it be that guy's fault again?"
Yes, because I have seen some of Fang Mo’s previous methods.
Acat also knew that the incredible scene in front of him was probably caused by the other party.
But to be honest, even if he knew that Fang Mo had caused the dirt, Akater still couldn't figure out the meaning of what he did, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"Are you just disgusting people?"
Akat frowned, thinking about the reason why the other party did such a move: "Or... just want to dirty these corpses and prevent me from having a chance to suck blood?"
But here I am thinking about it.
Not far away, a figure suddenly rushed over quickly.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Before the figure arrived, the voice full of faith and madness had already come over, followed by several streaks of light roaring towards the door.
"Um?"
Akat reacted instantly, raised his gun and fired, shattering the blunderbuss and swords thrown by the opponent one by one.
After all the blunderbuss swords exploded, Father Andreessen had already rushed over, holding two blunderbuss swords in his hand and stabbed Acat directly.
Akate was not afraid. Rather, he was extremely happy at the moment. The smile on his face never stopped. He took out a medieval sword from somewhere and started fighting hand-to-hand with the opponent. Blades and blades.
They collided with each other, causing bursts of sparks to fly.
But at the next moment, Acat suddenly pulled out a huge black gun.
Hiding the pistol behind his back and pressing it against the side of his cloak, Acat pulled the trigger on Andreessen without hesitation.
Just listen to a loud "bang" sound.
The specially processed warhead tore Acat's cloak apart and flew out from behind him unexpectedly. Andrewson hurriedly raised his hand to defend himself, but a bloody hole was punched out of his left palm, and the gun sword was shattered as well.
.
"Tsk..."
After seeing the injury on his left hand, Andreessen also frowned.
"Pure silver Macedoinan machined bullet case with mercury bullet, NNA9 special gunpowder, 13mm burst armor-piercing bullet, hahahaha... Jackal? Walter really made me a perfect weapon."
Unlike Andrewson, Acat was extremely enjoying himself at this moment. He slowly raised the gun with a smile, and then blew the smoke from the muzzle: "Christian, does your hand hurt? According to that guy's instructions
Say...your left hand is now the same as Jesus', right?"
"Hmph! Blasphemous heresy!"
Hearing what Acat said, Father Andreessen just snorted coldly, and then rushed forward again: "I want to kill you first, and then I will kill that guy who is crazier than you!!!"
There was no hard fight with the opponent.
Akater laughed wildly and stepped back.
While he kept retreating, he also kept attacking with two pistols.
The first person to fire was the white pistol Jackal, and he emptied the magazine without reservation. Of course, the power of this weapon was not that strong. Father Andreessen chased while protecting his arms in front of himself, and he was able to defend himself.
.
But it was in the next second.
Acat raised the black Jackal pistol and pulled the trigger.
Andrewson wanted to hide when he saw this, but the distance between the two sides was too close. With a bang, a huge blood hole was blown out of his left arm. All the muscles and bones disappeared, leaving only a little flesh.
Barely stuck together.
Just after taking a shot.
Andreessen also managed to get close to Acat.
So he waved with his right hand, holding the gun sword tightly and slashed hard at the opponent's neck, heart and other vital parts.
But at such a critical moment, the blood at Akat's feet suddenly boiled, and then countless ghouls emerged from it and withstood these attacks for him.
"The Army of the Dead River..."
Andrewson's expression suddenly darkened.
And in this moment of hesitation, Akat had already stepped back and retreated into the distance.
Without giving Andreessen any chance to stop, Dead River's army immediately pounced on him. At the same time, countless playing cards flew over and carpet-bombed the area where he was. Smoke and dust suddenly stirred up, and Andreessen
My body is also bleeding like crazy.
"Hehehehe, what should you do now?"
Acat, who was in the distance, admired this scene, laughed and asked: "The monster is standing in front of you, the Catholic... didn't you say you want to knock me down?"
"What are the odds of winning?"
“One in ten thousand, one in billion, or one in trillion?”
"Shut up! Monster!"
Before Acat had finished speaking, Andreessen, who was covered in blood, roared. He was seen staring at Acat in the distance. His eyes under the lenses were not confused at all, but only with extremely determined killing intent and determination: "
It doesn’t matter even if it’s the end of infinity…it’s enough for me!”
"Oh, is it so?"
Acat also laughed when he heard this, and then raised his hands: "So...how should you deal with this kind of thing?"
"What?"
After hearing Acat's words, Andreessen subconsciously raised his head.
The roar from somewhere got louder and louder, and then under Andrewson's shocked gaze, a huge brown wave suddenly rose behind Acat.
The scale of the extremely filthy torrent was astonishing.
Even higher than the building.
Acat had already been alert, and at this moment he jumped up and ran away, leaving only countless dead people in the dead river entangled with Andreessen, letting him watch helplessly as the thick, rotten slurry continued to approach.
"You guy! Ah!!!"
Andrewson gritted his teeth, widened his eyes, and immediately threw several blunderbuss swords.
"Hahahahaha!!!"
Acat laughed wildly in mid-air, and shot away the blunderbuss one by one with his pistol, and then waved his hand to him: "Become a maggot under the sea of dung, Christian."
And along with his words.
The extremely terrifying Nurgle soup has also arrived.
Without any suspense, Andrewson, who was dragged by the dead river, was completely swallowed up by the filth, and then disappeared instantly.
"Twist! Sink! Struggle!"
Akat, who had fallen to the top of another building, saw this scene and suddenly raised his head and shouted: "This world is a disgusting cesspool! All living beings are as lowly as maggots! Hahahahahaha! How unbearable this is,
How filthy..."
But he didn't wait for him to finish speaking.
Under the thick filth, two streaks of light suddenly flew out.
"call out!!!"
One of the streams of light almost grazed Akat's cheek, abruptly interrupting his speech.
"..."
Akat seemed a little surprised, and subconsciously reached out to touch his cheek, only to find that there was blood flowing faintly on it.
Except for blood.
His white gloves were stained with a strange brown color.
"This is……"
Akat's expression was also a little moved.
"Pfft!"
At this moment, the filth layer in the distance suddenly exploded, and then Andreessen, covered in filth, forcibly climbed out from it: "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
I saw him crawling out while howling.
Then without any hesitation, he immediately rushed towards Akat.
And with every step of Andreessen's running, blood and brown were thrown off his body, and his whole person seemed like a hell ghost seeking life. Even Acat was a little distracted when he saw this scene.
He subconsciously wanted to summon the soldiers of the Dead River.
But there was too much filth around, and almost all the dead in the Dead River were buried underneath.
"You...you..."
To be honest, Acat was a little shocked. He stared at Andrewson's appearance and couldn't help complaining: "Christian, look at what you are like now... How can you still look like this?"
Do you want to go to heaven? Even God won’t agree, right?!”
"So what, vampire!"
Andrewson didn't care about this at all: "Don't even think about bluffing! Your death river has been buried under this, right!?"
"But what about you?"
After hearing this, Akater immediately sarcastically said: "Your arm is about to fall off, does it matter?"
"Hmph...it's just an arm!"
Andrewson first sneered when he heard this, and then he did something that stunned Acat.
I saw him suddenly open his mouth, and then bite his arm... which was covered with sticky dirt, and then handed over a gun sword, and the whole person resumed dual-wielding.
Gun Sword's fighting stance: "Can't we continue fighting now?"
"!!!"
Even Acat couldn't help but widen his eyes at this moment.
But soon, his expression suddenly softened, and he stared at Andrewson in the distance with a look that seemed to be admiring: "It's really... surprising."
"Sure enough, human beings are the best."
As if caught in some kind of memory, Akater suddenly laughed with relief: "Even if he is covered in filth, he is far nobler than this dirty monster like me... Really, am I the only one who is a maggot?
"
"Uhhhhhh!!!"
Andrewson ignored him and just screamed and rushed towards Acat.
"I really want you to stab me in the heart."
Looking at Andrewson rushing over, Acat also chuckled and drew his two guns: "But unfortunately, the order I received is to fight with all my strength, so... please defeat me head-on! Father!"
After the words fell, the two of them fought again.
Andrewson lost an arm, so his condition was obviously not good. However, Acat also had no life-saving means, and many wounds gradually increased on his body.
But after a period of fighting.
Andrewson obviously couldn't hold on anymore, and suddenly his body swayed and stopped in place.
"Uh...huh..."
After taking a few breaths, he suddenly let go of the arm he was biting.
"What's wrong?" However, Acat was still in a state of excitement, and said urgently with some anticipation: "Isn't this going to work, Father? Keep going! I'm going to be defeated by you soon... Hurry! Hurry up and continue!"
!!”
"Don't be complacent, monster..."
Andrewson, who was breathing heavily, glanced at him, and then slowly stretched his hand into his arms: "Don't think that you are the only one who has the secret weapon. Your pistol is in front of it, and there is nothing at all."
Not really."
As he spoke, Andreessen took out a small wooden box.
"Huh? This is..."
Akater suddenly frowned when he saw the wooden box, and an ominous premonition suddenly came to his heart.
Andrewson didn't explain much. He just used one hand to crush the wooden box, revealing a strange green spike inside, with several coils of something like thorn wire wrapped around it.
"The scent of miracles... Helena's Holy Nails?"
Acat instantly recognized the identity of this thing: "The last holy relic lost from Rome? What did you do with this thing? Do you want to..."
"That's right."
Andrewson said, and slowly raised his arm: "I said, I will defeat you by any means necessary."
"wait wait wait!"
However, this time, Acat was really panicked, and even said in fear: "Father! Andrewson! Stop it quickly!!!"
"Are you...are you going to turn into a miserable monster like me?"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Look at what I look like now! Low-down, dirty, and pathetic. One day I will be trampled to death by humans with disgust on their faces... Do you want to become that too?"
Do I look like this? Do you also want to become the immortal plaything of the gods and become the rotting maggot that sinks in the cesspit all day long!?"
"A weak monster like me can only be defeated by humans."
Speaking of this with a trembling tone, Acat also took a deep breath and looked at Andreessen with a serious and pleading expression: "Stop, human..."
"Never, never become a monster like me."
"..."
After hearing what Acat said, Andreessen seemed to fall into silence for a while.
But not long after, he spoke slowly and calmly: "...I am just a blunderbuss sword, carrying the supreme divine punishment."
"If it allows me to defeat the monster you are."
"Then, so be it."
After saying this, Andreessen directly inserted the holy nail into his chest with force.
"don't want!!!"
Acat couldn't help but roared, but it was still too late. The moment the holy nail was inserted into his heart, endless thorns began to spread in his body, turning Andreessen into a human form made of thorns in the blink of an eye.
monster.
Those thorns even took root in the surrounding ground... no, they took root in the surrounding feces.
"You! You guy..."
This scene obviously also stimulated Acat, and he suddenly fell into a rage. For a moment, he didn't care about anything, and rushed over madly to attack Andrewson: "You idiot! Idiot who likes to eat shit!!
!”
Just face the attack of Akat.
Andreessen on the other side launched a counterattack almost instantly.
After using the Holy Nail, his strength was unprecedentedly enhanced. At this moment, he cut off Akater's arm with a backhand knife, and then punched Akater, knocking Akater to the ground, and finally picked up the opponent's arm.
His head hit the ground.
Accompanied by a loud banging sound, dirt splashed.
Then, before Acat could counterattack, Andreessen pulled out a blunderbuss sword and inserted it into his Tianling Gai. There was a squeaking sound, and the blade came out directly along Acat's chin.
The blessed blunderbuss sword hit the vital point.
Without the ability to die as a substitute, Akat's body instantly froze in place.
As Andreessen activated the magic, a sacred fire suddenly appeared on the gun sword and began to burn Akater's entire body crazily.
It's just that Akat and the Dead River have the same source.
So at this moment, the dead river buried by the filth began to burn crazily.
The high temperature is churning, the fire is roaring, and under the continuous heating of millions of dead river souls as firewood, the turbid sea like the sky is also boiled, just like the vicious cauldron of the legendary witch, with eruptions everywhere
As it bubbles, steam and heat waves begin to evaporate.
In an instant, the whole of London once again turned into a living hell.
