Under the Root

"Because I am here, the monster is here, Catholicism!" Dressed in scarlet and holding black and white guns, the Romanian Grand Duke stepped on the tattooed vampire's body, his face full of anticipation and frenzy. "It's just right now that monsters and monsters, humans and monsters, enemies who are hostile to each other have gathered here. Then come and fight, follow the iron rules of this world, the winner lives and the loser dies."

Tsk, this situation is not very favorable for me now.Li Lin was thinking in distress.He counted his hole cards carefully, and found that none of them could kill Akado at present.

At this moment, a communicator lighted up on Li Lin's waist.

This is........

Li Lin glanced at the message in the communicator.Then he showed a winning smile.

Then, in the expectant eyes of the monsters, he raised his right arm high.

"As you wish, Akado. In the name of Lilin Sophialie, persona, melt into me!"

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In London, the war continues.

Monster-slaying crusaders, death-seeking SS.The two are fighting regardless of the outcome.

No, it cannot be said that there is no draw.

"Crusader, advance."

The 3000 knights shouted in unison.Under the banner of irises fluttering in the wind, the city wall of steel is moving forward slowly but firmly.They kept approaching the SS formation, pushing them step by step into group-to-group hand-to-hand combat.

"Iron Fist, launch!"

The vampires carried anti-tank rocket launchers on their shoulders, trying to blast holes in the formation of the knights.But every time the iron fist explodes on the wall of the city of steel, there is always a dazzling light flashing.

[My god is here]

As a treasure that manifests Joan of Arc's will to protect, it is a mere individual weapon in the World War II era, and it is far from enough to break through its defense.

"Damn it!" the vampires yelled, even though their loss wasn't too great, they were under such a turtle shell.They are undoubtedly falling from the scale of victory.

"The whole brigade temporarily retreated and regrouped. Call the brigade's armed airships for support. We need heavy firepower." Seeing that nothing could be done, the vampires retreated towards the rear at a superhuman speed.As long as they cross a large highway, they can reach a more complex environment, where if the Crusaders attack again, they have plenty of ways to deal with them.

"Lord Joan, do you want to pursue? Fighting in more complicated terrain is not good for us." Apparently, the Crusaders also knew what they wanted to do. Seeing the retreat of the SS, the head of the Knights of Malta asked Joan road.

"No need. Let's just press it like this." However, Joan shook her golden braid and rejected the suggestion of the knight leader.

"But, in this case."

In response, Joan of Arc pointed to the communicator in her hand.

"The last cohort retreated in the direction I wanted them to retreat. Because..."

"Because we are here." On the road where the vampires retreated, Price grinned, his eyes filled with the joy of revenge.Behind him, the 120mm rifled guns of the tank cluster of four hundred main battle tanks were pointing at the black shadows coming in front of them.

"Listen to my order, all tank groups of the British Empire, target Nazis, open fire!"

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ps: The words are in the eyes of Li Lin who judges people by their appearance

Satiao Aige, who has a slender body and a weak temperament, who likes to act like a baby to herself—weak

Strong and heroic, Diarmuid is simply a model of knights——

Chapter 34 The Eagle Roars

In downtown London, artillery fire roared.

The high-explosive shells fired by the 120mm rifled guns rushed towards the last brigade like raindrops.The detonator detonated the explosive, and the explosive shredded the steel shell, and the shattered shrapnel tore apart the vampires' bodies like knives.Extraordinary qualities?An immortal body?Under the damage of shrapnel that exceeds the speed of sound, everything loses its effect.

The vampires hit by the sudden attack are routing.

and......

"The Vatican advance team is calling Diablo I, please answer."

"This is Diablo I, the communication is good, please tell me."

At an altitude of 5000 meters above the sea level of the Atlantic Ocean, the eagles that cover the sky and the sun are roaring in the sky.Led by the three triangular arrows, a total of 72 F/A-18 Hornet fighter jets in six squadrons are galloping towards the city of London at a flight speed of Mach 1.5.

"The advance team has exchanged fire with the enemy in London a few hours ago. When will your department arrive at the designated location?"

"Our department has arrived near London and is ready to go into battle at any time." The commander-in-chief of the flight squadron looked at the light spots reflected in the radar, his eyes flickering with ferocious light.When taking off, in order to prevent them from unnecessary psychological shock.The Admiral of the Fleet had given them advance notice of the tragedy in the City of London.

And the effect of this is unprecedented.vampire?Nazi?Although the soldiers were amazed at what these two words represented.But after the surprise, the only emotion left in their hearts was anger.

Millions of deaths, do those bastards who deserve to go to hell want another massacre?

Unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable!For the madmen who have committed crimes against humanity, what they do is not war, but execution!

"Great, then the first target, the inner city of London, the final main force of the brigade. Fire coverage."

"Order received!"

Depressing the joystick, the fighter plane drew an elegant arc in the air. Under the leadership of the leader plane, the 72 planes roared and flew towards the direction guided by the ground.

"All squadrons, cluster bombs, wave after wave!"

Pressing the red button in his hand, the belly of the bumblebee's fuselage opened, revealing its dark inner belly.Then dark green bombs fell from the sky towards the figures in black.

The moment the bomb touched the ground, there was only a "boom", and the violent trembling sound even covered up the bombardment of distant artillery fire.Afterwards, the place where the last brigade was originally located was no longer any human objects except for the blood that was spilled all over the place.

"Second wave."