When I finish playing this game, I will beat you to death!

Born in the darkness of the imperial capital, an illegitimate child of the devil's lair...the absurd social background that caused this kind of thing to be born must never be forgiven!

The motherland was defeated in the last war, so a large number of bereaved dogs emerged.

We must sweep away the darkness with the light of victory, and wipe out all the lesions at the root!

This is my own --- the mission of being awarded the knights of the empire.

"Aha, hahahaha...Kill? Kill? Kill me?"

Hearing this murderous tone, the young man who switched to Schreiber again laughed wildly, his expression became ferocious and distorted, and said crazily:

"The guy who said that again, but couldn't do it... I hate it! You are talking about who killed who!!!"

The chaotic and frenzied roar, mixed with the indistinguishable double crazy tones of men and women, crushed Ailu Nuole with the most extreme crazy momentum.

Aileenore, who was impacted by this violent momentum, looked unchanged, looked at Schreiber contemptuously, and said in a cold voice:

"It's me, you-listen to you!!!"

The same loud roar that is not inferior, in order to build a strong future for the motherland, you bereaved dogs have no way to survive!

Then go die, disappear, you stupid undead of corruption—!

"boom--!"

"choke--!"

"Chong--!"

"Pfft—!"

The roar, the sound of the sword, the sound of the sword hitting, and the sound of tearing and splashing blood and flesh began to mix together, forming a symphony of fighting dance songs.

Wilhelm, Beatrice.

Schreiber, Eleunore.

What was originally a two-person deathmatch turned into a four-person deathmatch, and the damage and turmoil caused by the battle expanded again at an explosive speed.

Now shakes Berlin under Holy Night.

Flying sparks and roars of life—a ball of beasts and valkyries striking each other, with no room for others to intervene.

The priest who watched the battle from another angle and perspective felt shocked, while the witch at the side just looked at this scene with a helpless expression, and said frivolously and helplessly:

"There's nothing to say, what a bunch of brats, alas, half of those two are not human, right?"

Looking at the fierce conflict from a distance, the witch from the spectator position let out a whisper that seemed surprised.

There was exclamation, admiration, a certain admiration, and yet, miraculously, almost no feeling of awe.

Is the fellow priest trying to point this out?So he asked with a tentative voice:

"That is to say, the situation of the two female officers is unfavorable?"

"Well, not necessarily. Although they are excellent and powerful, there are occasionally such things. They obviously don't know martial arts and magic, but they are humanoid beasts bred by the environment. If you want to play with words, they are so-called demons and heretics."

The witch explained in this way that although the two women possessed extraordinary powers, after living for a long time, she could see that they were still immature with vicious eyes.

Compared with the fierceness honed and forged by the environment, the opponent is at a disadvantage in this respect.

"As far as I can see, the younger kid is nine points, and the older one is seven."

Anna looked at Schreiber and Wilhelm with great interest, then looked at Eleunore and Beatrice, and commented in a very old-fashioned tone: "Although the red-haired soldier is very It's amazing, and she's trained quite well, the same is seven points, and the blond girl is probably around five points, she got the lottery."

There's no way around that, if the battle situation is reversed, the little girl with blond hair will die in Anna's opinion.

Even with good extraordinary strength and combat effectiveness, it will be the worst two-on-one in the end.

"The red-haired officer seems to understand this, but does his side's two-on-one siege violate his own principles? Then just slip away, but he won't do it because of the chivalry."

A bright and interested devilish smile appeared on Anna's face, and she said jokingly to the situation on the battlefield: "It's really tearful, isn't there no way out?"

With such a tone that he thought would be interesting, he analyzed the battle situation leisurely and maturely.

Does she not understand if her insight is correct, or is she also exposed to danger?

Although what he said was very clear, did he say it had nothing to do with him?

Looking at the battlefield, the priest glanced at the leisurely lady witch beside him, and said softly: "Then, how about you go and help them?"

"Me? Why? By the way, what can I do?"

Speaking of this strange tone, Miss Witch looked at the priest as if to say, how can I, a weak woman, get involved in their battle?

I'm just a witch who can't stand on the stage, and I don't have such weak power as them.

Facing Witch Anna's babbling words and dishonesty, the priest just shook his head helplessly, and said in a low voice:

"...No, I don't know why, but it feels like you can intervene."

When questioned head-on, the priest ambiguously ambiguously said that after all, Anna gave him the feeling that he was more dangerous than the guy in the battle.

The fact that his eyes and ears are captivating... Even though the person in front of him has seen through it, he still can't say it openly.

The priest still didn't have the courage.

This man's wish is to wither quietly like a withered word.

He is a coward by nature, and philanthropy is what he does in the world.

"However, that would be difficult. Although we are soldiers, it is also a crisis for women. Is there anything I can do to help?" the priest asked worriedly.

"Better not to."

Witch Anna chuckled indifferently.Stopping the priest's unrealistic thoughts, he said ruthlessly: "Because your evaluation is minus [-]. By the way, the blue-haired lady who is staring blankly over there is extremely ordinary. She can't do anything."

"So--"

Is the priest displeased with the woman's irresponsible attitude?He pouted his chin in a certain direction, pointing to the corner of the block.

There were two figures standing there, and a man and a woman were sitting on the edge of the roof not far away.

Even with the priest's extraordinary sense, as well as his keen eyes and sensitive ears, it can only be said to be an indescribable existence.

What do you think of them?

"How about you guys over there?"

"—Huh?" Anna's eyes widened in confusion.

"Didn't you notice? Over there is probably the chief executive of the Gestapo, and the man and woman who are promoting the secret weapon of His Highness the Prime Minister, and the man and woman sitting together on the edge of the roof on the other side. I remember that the man has a lot to do with that secret weapon."

The priest raised his finger to where Reinhardt and Karl were, as well as Lei Zhe and Esther who were watching a play on the edge of the roof of the block.

Glancing at Miss Witch next to her, she asked in a calm tone:

"What about their words?"

However, this time, instead of getting a frivolous answer from Miss Witch, it was a strange reaction beyond expectations.

"Ah...ah..."

With a sluggish expression and eyesight that seemed to be choked, he looked at the man in military uniform. Behind the calm expression on the other side, there was a truth that made Anna suffocate.

The other party stood with a woman named Karl, and the shadows behind him intertwined with the ultimate chaos that was not like a human figure.

Is that... the beast?Or maybe a snake?What exactly is that?

Then he looked tremblingly at a pair of handsome men and women sitting on the edge of the roof, as if they were looking straight into the deep abyss and the dazzling and sharp things.

What is that reality?Incomprehensible, unrecognizable, too vast.

I... am about to be assimilated by the infection.

And beside the man, the girl with delicate snow-silver hair gave Miss Witch a trembling feeling of being chopped into pieces.

The eyes are stinging, the soul is being cut open, it is ruthless and cruel.

"Um...this..."

As if her soul had gone out of her body, the Witch Anna lost her mind and made a trembling and trembling voice.

What did you see?What do you feel?What are those four people like in the eyes of the witch?

Uncontrollable curiosity surpassed fear, seeing the witch's unbelievably dull expression, Father Tolifa blurted out.

"...? What's the matter? Miss Shuwei Green."

"Cheat, lie... How could such a thing happen..."

"—?"

"How, why, how, how, how, how, how -----!!!!"

Under the inconceivable eyes of the priest, Anna murmured tremblingly and crazily to herself, as if she was trying to deny something horrible.

As if there were real monsters there, Miss Witch's calm attitude in front of the two murderers easily collapsed...

"Unbelievable! Ridiculous! I don't admit it, why is there such a thing in the world!!!"

As if looking directly at the evil god, this can only be called a scream of grief, showing that the chaos tonight is just the beginning.

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Chapter 57 The birth of the baby of the transcendent, the beginning of the beast.

"How? It was an interesting meeting."

The Mercury Snake happily watched the scene where the ominous star and the general star were dancing. He looked at Reinhardt with a deep and mysterious smile, and said with a soft smile:

"Both sides are in a sense beyond the limits of human beings?"

The majestic madness of a woman, the ferocious rage of a war beast.

Carl Kraft murmured indifferently to all of this, looking down, with a mysterious smile that embraced everything.

The voice was like singing, reminiscent of a singer performing a grand opera.

"Sure enough, the talents in this country are very interesting. I can meet such people just by hanging out."

The Mercury Snake was full of affection, friendliness, and an equal tone, and said to Reinhardt: "It would be my pleasure if this can relieve your boredom... May I hear your thoughts? "

The reason for this tone is also because Reinhardt's true identity is enough for the Mercury Snake to treat each other with an equal and friendly attitude.

The existence of Reinhard Heydrich definitely has the qualifications to make this seat lord look straight at him.

"..."

Hearing Karl Kraft's questioning smile, Reinhard looked at the battlefield ahead blankly and was speechless.

This question, I did not have the words to answer him immediately.

But there is only one point, which must be declared to this man.

"The clown... No, no matter who Qing and that Gray are, let me say it first."

His eyes were still the same as that of Furui Wubo when we first met, and he still looked at Karl from the perspective of human beings and common sense, and said, "As for me, I am not a great person."

You and that man named Gray are anomalous.

It is already beyond the scope of a strange person, and it can be felt as an indescribable and unreasonable polymer, which has reached the realm of ignoring common sense.

Therefore, Reinhard-Heydrich thought that he was definitely not a funny man who would indulge in fantasies like Qing, and he was not as calm and unrestrained as Qing Qing.

——If you want to ask why.

"I didn't know the so-called mercy before."

Reinhardt told the truth about himself in his common sense, what kind of boring existence he is, and what kind of character he is, and said: "So no matter what, I will do my best to deal with it. As a result, I don't know when, just reached where it is now.”

There is no great tone, no sense of honor for your achievements, just a sense of right.

The existence of Reinhard Heydrich is like a car that never stops. Regardless of its performance, if it keeps running without sleep, no matter what kind of car it is, it can go around the world once or twice.

"Although I don't know what Qing and Gray are pursuing in me, in the final analysis, Reinhard Heydrich is such a person. If you want to have fun, there are many other interesting people. Go find them."

Neither excellent nor inferior, nor any special strengths.

This is neither humility nor overconfidence, just hard truth.

Just because he is a man without any strangeness, he can only become boring.

No matter what expectations you have for yourself, this fact remains the same.

Well, seeing such a battlefield in front of him really made Reinhard's heart fluctuate, but that's all, he was still bound by the so-called common sense.