Marvel's princess becomes king

Chapter 612 Reaction of the Parties
"Your rigid way of thinking makes me want to laugh!" Hellstorm stood up and said imposingly.

The old vampire knew the principle of being able to bend and stretch. Seeing Hellstorm standing up, he lowered his head by two points: "We are willing to provide [-] elite soldiers to join the army from hell to attack heaven."

"Hmph, too little!"

"Five thousand."

"Do you think I'm one of those idiots whose brains were burned out by the flames of hell?"

"Eight thousand fighters, there is no new generation, they are all elites over five hundred years old."

Hellstorm thought for a while: "The thirteen families will each send out a thousand warriors, and I want your blood clan to send out two hundred mages to join the battle."

The old vampire was surprised at first, and then became angry: "Impossible! We don't have that many fighters! We don't even have that many mages! Even if you count me, it's still not enough for the amount you said!"

After a bit of bargaining, the number of warriors dispatched by the blood clan remained unchanged. The thirteen families still dispatched [-] warriors, but the mages were basically the leaders of each family. Hellstorm also knew that it could not be forced too much, so in the end only [-] warriors were negotiated. quantity.

Seeing the hell demon and the vampire come together through the cauldron of all things, Bella's mood did not fluctuate, which was expected and reasonable.

In her opinion, the strength of this hell storm is not bad. The essence of power is similar to the son of Satan she killed in the White House before, and it should also be the son of Satan.

The various systems are not completely matched, and simple observation cannot measure each other's combat power, but Bella believes that her own strength is superior to the opponent's.

She observed for a long time, but the hellstorm didn't respond. The opponent's mental strength must be weaker than that of the Fallen King Kong, so it's difficult to estimate the physical situation.

"Alas." She sighed long, the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind kept blowing, she wanted to stay out of it, but one or two of these guys were forcing her to stand in line.

"Activate the last [-] cyborg soldiers, start loading combat skills now, and wait for my order. Also tell Starscream that I want the Panther to prepare for battle."

As she issued her orders one by one, in addition to the biochemical soldiers who attacked head-on, the Continental Hotel, which had been cultivating in New York for several years, also activated a huge network of killers.

Many assassins and killers who were completely ignorant of the inside story were commissioned to go to a certain place to kill so-and-so, and the vampires who were alone in charge of information transmission were killed one after another.

The Continental Hotel's network is composed of countless elite killers. They quickly travel through the streets, hunting targets, uploading evidence, and receiving rewards. This is the way of fighting from point to point.

The billionaire Nathan Ingram and his friend Harold Finch, who had warned Bella before, stared at the computer monitor in horror.

Three ten minutes ago, when Bella gave the order for the general attack, the artificial intelligence they named "machine" started spitting out the victim's social security number like crazy.

In less than 10 minutes, they received more than 10 death notices. According to the calculation of the "machine", these people's lives were in danger. After a pause, more than [-] numbers appeared, and then a large number of people with no social security numbers and only blurred avatars appeared, and the last photos that appeared were only piles of question marks.

"What does this mean?" Nathan Ingram was also a computer expert at the beginning, but after taking charge of the company's operations, his ability has deteriorated seriously, so he can only ask his friends at this time.

Harold Finch, whose hairline was a bit high and whose eyes protruded like goldfish, did not answer immediately. He kept checking several core algorithms in the "machine", then tapped his forehead lightly, and finally looked at the to friends.

"...I think, I think these people are in danger."

"What? So many people are in danger?!" Nathan Ingram has a bit of a superhero plot. He likes to help others, but at this time the middle-aged man is also confused.

He casually pointed to a photo on the computer screen, and the "machine" did not provide much information about this person, only a very blurred side face, the surrounding light was dim, it seemed that it was night, from the face, it should be an old man, the rest information is unknown.

"This guy has no social security, no driver's license, no identification. How can I find him?" Living in New York? What does that prove?"

Harold Finch stared at him, and said word by word: "This proves that New York tonight will be very dangerous, and many people will die tonight, many, many."

At the same time, in Kansas in the central part of the United States, the Wen brothers, who have been busy slaying demons, also encountered a group of vampires, and they even got a revolver that was said to be able to directly kill demons in the hands of the vampires.

The older brother Dean Winchester was full of fighting spirit and carefully cleaned the revolver, and the younger brother Sam Winchester was also determined. They wanted to use this gun to avenge their mother and completely kill the demon Azazel from hell. .

The brothers quickly left the town by car, unaware that there was a "person" watching them from the top of the mountain in the distance.

The angel Cassidio, who was evaluated by Bella as naive, changed his body again. At this time, he looked like a young man with piercing eyes, thick stubble on his chin, and a long beige trench coat.

He watched the Wen family brothers leaving the town expressionlessly, as if he had been thinking about something, until there was a wave of space teleportation beside him, and he turned his head to look over.

The seraphim, Zacharias, who looks like a bald middle-aged man, followed his gaze and looked into the distance, with the usual playful expression on his mouth.

"Why do you want to do that?" Cassidy asked.

Zechariah looked calm: "Why? Why else? You are always like this, no wonder that human woman, um. Now she looks like a demigod, no wonder that guy keeps calling you childish."

Zacharias looked at his subordinate who always liked to ask "why": "Remember, our mission is to win the final victory, and we also need allies. Since human beings have been unable to make up their minds, we are secretly pushing a handful."

The bald angel said in an admiring tone: "How poetic the human meteorologist said! A butterfly flaps its wings in Brazil, and a month later, there will be a hurricane in Texas!"

He pointed to the Wen family brothers who had left far away: "Their flapping wings have already blown a hurricane in New York, and I just paid for a revolver to kill demons, hahahaha——"

(End of this chapter)