Immortals with great power generally have a bad habit.

That's arrogance.

When facing an enemy, no matter how strong or weak they are, they like to chat a few words, maybe add some water, or simply give the opponent a life to make the battle more interesting.

Accardo is no exception.

He is the Impaler, the first vampire in human history, the immortal king of the blood river. He had the right to be proud, and this pride lasted until he was defeated by the legendary demon hunter Van Helsing, and then saw the sunset.

Now Accardo's pride is being trampled on.

The Blood God Vanguard held a saber and took off his blood, leaving him with a wound that was extremely difficult to heal. How much blood has Akkado sucked from humans in the material world, and how many souls that should have been free have been imprisoned?

The answer is millions.

This is the blessing and curse that Lord Pierce received during the long years of battles and killings. The Blood God promised this tragic hero to protect the country such great achievements, and the price will naturally be demanded at the necessary moment. Now that the taker has obtained this violent cold-blooded essence, Terra has become extremely rude and has fewer obstacles for the Blood God.

Many people regard the Blood God as a madman, a furious and reckless man.

But war also contains wisdom.

On the chessboard that the Dark Gods were staring at, the Lord of Skull's successful move attracted the attention of several other chess players. It seemed to go too smoothly.

The host Li Lin, who was sitting at the top of the chess game, remained silent.

The other beings seemed to understand something and continued to look at the unpredictable chessboard, thinking about how to make their next move more smoothly when it was their turn.

The Blood God's vanguard suppressed Accardo.

The vampire king is far away from his homeland and fighting across the ocean. His own strength has declined, and the river of soul blood that he relies on for maintenance has been pulled out by the imperial master's saber to open a mouth to the outside world. It cannot be well maintained. Invoking, in the simple and bloody fight, Accardo was soon unable to maintain his human form.

At this moment, the Impaler had turned into a horrible thing.

The lost left hand transformed into the shadow of a hound, its blood-red eyes staring at the powerful enemy, and the torn waist twisted and pulled out irregular projections of illusory blood rivers. Countless eyes full of emotions were emerging, densely packed. The level makes people feel physically uncomfortable!

Accardo wounded the Imperial Master.

Half of the face of this pioneer with superb martial arts looks like it has been eaten by wild beasts, injured by the vampire king's black magic. The fact that he can do this with magic is enough to show that Accardo has great attainments in magic.

After all, the blood god's warriors generally have immunity against spells.

In front of this group of bloodthirsty beheading maniacs, the caster can easily fall into a nightmare-like scenario.

The aftermath of the battle between two terrifying superhumans destroyed an entire street, with pools of blood everywhere, rendering the gray ruins extremely dazzling, as if it were a realistic oil painting that made people's blood boil and long for battle.

"Bloodthirsty, your mission has been completed, please step back."

I have had a good time with Akkado's addiction to killing, and I also know that it is impossible to really kill Akkado with my current self on this battlefield. The Imperial Master does not want to continue to entangle with him. .

There are heads more worthy of hunting waiting ahead.

The Blood God is not a god with long-term patience. Moreover, in such a meaningless battle, the dedication to the Blood God is far inferior to the brutal massacre of humans.

"..."

Akado didn't reply, but looked deeply at the ferocious and terrifying chaos demon, and then slowly turned into countless bats with flapping wings, and flew away in the bloody afterglow.

As an ally, his mission was accomplished.

Out of some worries about himself, Accardo chose to return to the British Isles as soon as possible. He wanted to conduct a long sleep examination on himself carefully and comprehensively. And inform the Protestant Knights that this time's chaos invasion may not be a small fight in the past. The long-planned invasion on the other side of the material world may be showing signs.

The Imperial Master mounted his mount with his saber in hand.

"Haha, you owe the Lord a lot, and there is no way you can forgive your debt."

The low-roaring Tiger had more red attachments than before, which made it look like it was not a mortal artifact, but some kind of creature with bloodthirsty instincts. When it ran over some corpses, it The tracks are like eating claws, easily rolled into the tank and turned into materials for more uses.

The slightly hindered Blood God Vanguard tirelessly chased the marked Commissar Petrov.

On September 9, the city of Kiev fell.

This is the new peak of the most violent surge in Central Asia in the second millennium since the creation of Terra. With the fierce encirclement and annihilation war and the cruelty of both sides, the world is undergoing some strange changes in the eyes of humans in the Kiev region.

It seems that at a certain moment, people can see many ghosts flickering, or hear some indescribable sounds, or see strange colors in the space. Everyone's mood became generally irritable. They felt a vague anger burning, and they were always looking for a suitable person to vent it to.

Not just Imperials, but Lady Kislev as well.

All intelligent life in the Kiev region has emotional problems. Simple-minded livestock and wild animals began to kill each other. As for humans...

They have been killing each other, more cruelly than animals.

The Soviet Army withdrew from the city of Kiev and continued to resist, but there were still many civilians in the city who had not had time to evacuate, or who did not leave at all.

There was no shortage of Jews among them.

One can imagine how the Jews, whose status in the empire was equivalent to raw materials for soap and raw materials for furniture, would be treated.

Petrov had endless sadness in his eyes when he withdrew from the city of Kiev.

He had just received the news of his wife's death. A friend from another army told him that his wife died very honorably. She not only served as a medical doctor on the battlefield, but also killed more than one imperial guy with weapons. She finally died under the bayonet of a Pioneer Regiment soldier. That monster was not something humans could fight against.

Too late for more grief, Petrov set off.

He will travel to the Yagotin region.

According to the information conveyed by the headquarters, although the notorious Skull Vanguard Regiment was severely damaged, the abominable and evil Imperial Master did not suffer much loss. This was also as envisaged in the original plan. The Yagogin area was the tomb of this monster.

Petrov only hoped that his children Virgil and Dante would be well and evacuated from the city of Kiev.

However, these two little guys did not successfully evacuate from the city of Kiev.

For some reason, Li Lin was taking them to hide in the basement of a residential house. The two children were looking at Li Lin uneasily. He was making some in-depth and detailed understanding of a flashing ghost. So that others seemed to be performing some kind of evil ritual.

Not long after, Steve also entered the basement. He looked at Li Lin with extremely complicated eyes.

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