Death Notice

"Hey!" Alcatel raised his hands and clasped the arms of Andrewson, who had turned into sharp blades, and blood ran down the palm of his hand.

"If it was half an hour ago, if it was before tonight, it would be a good result to die in your hands!" Alcatel showed a sneer. "But now, no, not tonight!"

The one-inch inch of the arms inserted into the vampire was pulled out by Alcatel, and the rich blood soul spread along the granulation to Andrewson's body. Where the soul of the soul went, Father Andrewson's body collapsed like decaying wood.

"No, Alcatel, it doesn't matter who you die in!" Andrewson's fierce expression suddenly relaxed, revealing a smile. "Resident, it should not exist in the world, Amen!"

As the priest prayed, a slight sigh rang behind him.

"Good job, Father Andrewson!" Andrewson flashed Lancelot behind him, and the Knight of the Round Table pointed to his knife and poked his shoulder. If you penetrate from this position, it is exactly the heart of Alcatel.

"Oh!" In the **** splash, Andrewson spurted a spurt of blood, but his expression was solidified, because he found that Lancelot’s fingers did not completely penetrate his shoulder, let alone Hurt the vampire in front of you.

"What happened, she..." Andrewson overdone, and the pupil slowly enlarged. I saw Lancelot's palm knife and his shoulders. At this time, there was a woman who stopped the round table knight's final blow against Alcatel.

"Master~" Silas slowly turned back and looked at Alcatel's pale face and smiled. The body fell softly in front of Lancelot. She used her own shield to block Lancelot's knife. .

"Silas... Mina..." Alcatel slammed into a string in the depths of his memory, and there was a strong but uncontrollable colic.

The vampire's face distorted a weird face that looked like a cry, and grabbed Andrewson's hands loose and lightning-like. The expression on Andrewson's face was slightly condensed, and he felt that he was vacating.

"Oh!" The priest's incomplete body slammed on the ground and swayed a dust. Andrewsen's wriggling granules quickly turned into dehydrated gray-white powder, gradually disintegrating and floating in the air.

The priest slightly supported his neck, and the corner of his eye just saw the hollow of his heart, the heart that Alcatel had in his hand, and the lower body that stood in front of the vampire and was dehydrated and dusted.

"Let's lose it!" Andrewson calmly removed his gaze and looked at the bright night sky. The sun that had just emerged from the East made him unable to help his eyes. "When is it dawn, this is good, Ah... Amen!"

"Silas!" Alcatel slammed the vampire girl, gently wiping the bloodshot of her mouth, and squeezing the cold and stiff body in her arms.

Lancelot and the captain of the United States stood opposite, and the two looked at the scene, but they did not shoot again, and they were silent.

Lancelot looked back at Andrewson, who was dissipating dust, and re-appeared his eyes on Silas in Alcatel’s arms, sighing slightly. "This is not my wish!"

The captain of the United States looked up at the sky and watched Clint’s transparent spirit slowly rising out. His face showed a smile. “Goodbye, old friend!”

"Hey!" Alcatel pinched the heart of his right palm, which is the heart of Andrewson. As the heart turns into a pool of blood, a rusty nail pinned to the heart, slamming, falls to the ground.

This nail is the holy sacred object used by Andrewson, the nail of Elena!

"Go ahead!" Alcatel did not look at the sacred nails on the ground, gently placed Silas on the ground, stood up and looked at the other two calmly.

......

"Grant, hurry up!" Qin Lun's face showed a hint of excitement. The two men fell on the roof of the building complex and marched toward the headquarters of hellsing.

The war situation changed just too fast, but for a moment, Andrewson and Silas have fallen. However, because of the priest's successful assault, Alcatel's death river was finally broken, and all the dead spirits who were enslaved by vampires were understood and could no longer be blocked in front of Qin Lun.

"You are when I am you!" Grant did not breathe back, despite the superposition of the floating and light-weight scrolls, but his speed is still not comparable with Qin Lun, the five-pointed star mirror and the blast step from time to time. Let the youth be like a meteor.

"Right, Qin Lun, have you seen the type of sacred object of Lancelot? His attack power is very strong. The female vampire was killed only by one blow." Grant asked with a dignified expression.

"I can't see it like you, my eyes are blocked. If it's not the heart, then the sacred object used by Lancelot should be a type of biased attack, I am afraid it is not the holy grail that I originally thought!" Qin Lun frowned slightly, shaking Shake his head.

"Well... the two guys behind have caught up!" Qin Lun suddenly felt a little, looked back. I saw that less than one kilometer behind them, one big and one small two figures are chasing this side, looking at the characteristics of the Li Fu and the white giant.

Behind the two men, there was a large group of dust floating in the air, which should be the Queen of Sandstorm Monica. It’s just that the speed of the Queen of the Sandstorm is not as fast as the two men. After being broken by the two, I am afraid I will not be able to entangle them again.

"I hope that your plan will not go wrong!" Grant turned his head and said calmly.

"I have already called the helicopter through Schrödinger. If the plan is not smooth, we will retreat directly!" Qin Lun said faintly.

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"Hey!" Alcatel and Lancelot played a punch, but the vampire immediately leaned back slightly, and a scar was cracked under the neck for no reason.

Surprisingly, with the resilience of Alcatel, the healing of this scar is extremely slow. There is a hint of black markings on the wound, which hinders the rapid growth of small granules.

"This is the holy thing you have?" Alcatel smacked the wound and sucked his fingers into the mouth, but immediately took a sip and turned it into a black blood. The pupils shrank and looked at Lancelot. .

Even with his vision, just caught a slender shadow. This black shadow came from Lancelot's fingertips, and he couldn't see the specific shape. He couldn't help but feel a strong crisis.

"Well, unlike Andrewson, who just blended Elena's St. nails, the long time has made the Holy Religion part of my inseparable part." Lancelot nodded blankly, "Vampire's resilience Nothing in front of me, accept the fate, Alcatel!"

"I never believe in fate!" Alcatel looked up at the gradually shining starry sky and grinned. "Not to mention, your time is running out!"

"Enough!" Lancelot's face sank, and the two disappeared in the same place, entangled again.

After the American captain died from Silas, he did not join the battle. He did not regret killing the vampire girl, but he did not want to deal with Lancelot to deal with the vampire. After this war, neither the vampire nor the Holy See gave him any good feelings.

Suddenly, Steve Rogers frowned, turning his head to the left, and his eyes lit up.

"Is it finally?" The captain of the United States raised his hand and held the s policeman around him. The smart mech was dissolved like flowing mercury and swallowed him. "I knew you would appear, Gerthard. !"

While the captain of the United States merged with the sergeant, Alcatel and Lancelot also frowned slightly, apparently noticing the breath of the distance. However, they did not stop fighting. Both of them played a real fire at this time, whether it is Alcatel or the Knights of the Round Table, they dare not let the opponent easily succeed.

"Take it over there!" Qin Lun and Grant came in abruptly, crossed the broken wall of the manor, and the two did not gather together, and flew in two directions to the front.

"Steve Rogers, this is our first formal meeting!" Qin Lun smiled and rushed to the tall s police, the body suddenly expanded in the air, instantly turned into an ice flame demon.

At Casablanca, for various reasons, Qin Lun did not actually meet with the captain of the United States.

"Gedhard Heinrich!" The sergeant’s mouth issued the American captain’s cold voice without emotion. “Wait for a long time, I will kill you today! For Clint, for Ms. Catlin, in order to Dean David, for the scientists on the ranks of the army, for all the innocent victims of Casablanca and London tonight!"

"You... can you get it?" The ice flame demon slammed into the squad, and a powerful shock wave erupted from the center of the two men. Originally on a messy manor ground gravel, the bottom of the soil turned over layer by layer, like mashed mashed potatoes.

"He is Gerthard!" Alcatel's heart moved, and the body exploded in the direction of the two men.

"Where do you want to go?" A vampire sounded in the vampire's ear~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A slender black shadow sneaked into his back.

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way!" Alcatel twisted his waist, and he avoided the shadows, and his eyes were flashing with suppressed anger.

"You can rest assured that the demon is also a non-existent thing. After purifying you, I will let him disappear forever!" Lancelot glanced at Qin Lun, who turned into an ice flame demon, and his tone remained calm and calm.

"You... are you guys not going to leave here?" Alcatel glimpsed, the Crusaders of the Holy See have begun to retreat, and if Lancelot does not leave, it will obviously be followed by allies and superhumans. When the army is an enemy, the Holy See may be ill.

"I used to be a sinner. Now it is the servant of the Lord. Politics has nothing to do with me. Only by destroying these heresy, my existence is valuable!" Lancelot faintly replied.

"Oh, it's also a fool!" Alcatel grinned, no longer paying attention to the battle between Qin Lun and Captain America, and once again rushed to the Knights of the Round Table.

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