Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Any new news from S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Integra was communicating with Steve in the reception room, with his legs crossed together, full of the oppressive feeling of a superior.

As the strong woman who supported Haixin alone, even though Integula was not too old, her bearing and strength were beyond reproach.

Just by meeting Steve, he could feel that the fighting power of the woman in front of him might not be much worse than his.

"Support from S.H.I.E.L.D. came soon, and some news about the final brigade was also investigated."

Steve said dully.

In the past few days, he has become the contact between Nick Fury and the team, and he is very tired in the constant exchanges and reports.

Not everyone is capable of being an intelligence officer, and Steve was a little exhausted just thinking about how to avoid being stereotyped.

"The final brigade has assembled, and it is still under investigation as to when it will arrive in London."

Steve added, before leaning back against the sofa.

It was a rare gesture for a veteran of his self-discipline.

"Seeing as this is a positional battle, the M11 can also play a good role in a frontal confrontation."

Integu stretched his hand to knock on the table, with a sneer on his face.

She didn't underestimate the final brigade. No matter what organization it was, it would be dangerous to have a group of extraordinary troops.

Moreover, as the last brigade is a remnant of the Third Reich, its danger has been increased a lot.

But when fighting head-on, the power of human beings is not something that can be ignored.

Modern weapons and facilities only need to add a process of baptism with holy water, which can cause considerable damage to vampire soldiers.

Sometimes it is useful to have a lot of people.

In low-level battles, human beings themselves are the masters of this planet, which no one can deny.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is aware of demonic attacks happening around the world, pointing the finger at The Final Brigade."

Steve patted his forehead with his hand, this is the latest news, and it also made the whole situation a little out of control.

He has no doubts about the combat effectiveness of the human army. The question is when will the enemy arrive and how many will they have.

This information is completely blank, and Steve is not very optimistic about it.

Who can guarantee that the residents living in this city will be safe and sound?

And the new demon attack incident also made his understanding of his enemy meaningless. You must know that he only knew that the enemy was a vampire before.

"Integra, as agreed, I'm here."

Anderson's body was exuding low air pressure. He was so angry with Niwei that he was still suppressing his anger.

The broken glasses on his face made him look unseemly.

Now Anderson is still reviewing the "battle situation" like an ordinary person after a quarrel, and then thinking "I should have said that at the time."

Most quarrels and debates generate anger that slowly builds up to its peak after it's over.

It's like when you see some "weird" remarks on the Internet, everyone will tell themselves that people who say such words have problems.

But this can't stop everyone from feeling angry after watching the speech, and adding an unpleasant conversation, this kind of anger is even more terrible. .

At this time, Constantine poked his head in from the door in a mean way, and then stepped in after taking a long breath.

He didn't want to see Rumlow here, it reminded him of the punched eye socket and the annoying "I'm thinking".

For a person who respects knowledge and believes in the power of wisdom, there is nothing more ironic than solving a problem after saying "I am thinking about it".

"How much does the church know about the final brigade?"

Integula got right to the point. She didn't have time to chat with people in the church. Father Anderson was also the kind of guy who didn't know anything about diplomatic rhetoric, so he didn't have any objections to it.

"After the collapse of the Third Reich, some people fled to Italy, and it was the church that provided them with shelter."

When Anderson mentioned this place, his fists were clenched.

He was a little hard to accept the fact that there was a guy who turned his back on the faith in the church. Even though that guy had been crucified, he was still very angry.

Now Anderson is both "brainless" and "unhappy".

"We've cleaned up the guy who broke the faith, but the final brigade is in."

He could even hear the breathtaking coldness in his words, which didn't match the twinkling holy flames on his body.

"So does the church know where they're going to attack from? And who are they targeting?"

Integula occupied the leading position at this time, and a cold voice sounded here.

She's not in the mood to listen to church gossip, and now she just wants to know news that will help her move forward.

"It's no surprise that the targets will be Akado and London. The source of those vampires has been found out. It should be the midnight vampire who served in the Roaring Commando back then, Mina Harker!"

When Anderson said this, he turned his head and glanced at Steve who was a little surprised.

"Captain America, the righteous man of God, has long known his name. Because Mina Huck was captured by the Third Reich on the battlefield, there are now these vampire troops. I say that monsters are not reliable at all."

Anderson looked at Steve with an unkind, even aggressive look.

The title "the righteous of God" is not something that the church can laugh off.

The church is the authority. If they hadn't been concerned about Captain America's status in the United States, they would have started to denounce it.

For the sake of the purity of faith, most of the armed forces of the church are fanatical believers.

"Mina Harker?"

Steve repeated the name, then stood up as if remembering something.

"She's a vampire, time can't kill her!"

"But the Third Reich can! According to our information, she is dead."

Anderson said with some joy, Steve's unhappiness is his happiness, and the death of an origin-level vampire is enough to make him smile, even though this smile is a bit ferocious.

"Then the battlefield is London. How are you going to evacuate civilians?"

Steve was not in the mood to argue with Anderson and asked directly.

Compared with the outcome of the battle, the first thing he thought of was the safety of civilians.

"The secretary of state is organizing shelter, we have to keep the enemy out of the city limits."

Integula closed his eyes and said, this is a very difficult task.

Even counting M11, a unit with rich experience in fighting monsters, the number of them is still too small.

Moreover, it is also difficult for this country to mobilize ordinary people to take refuge.

There are always unbelievers who will doubt and doubt, and then take to the streets to promote their ideas.

Now there is a tall man holding a handwritten broken wooden sign on the streets of London to promote "the end of the world", and some people even believe it.

This simply made Integula want to put down his decency and hit someone.

But the enemy is not worth her worrying, and letting Akado release the Blood River in this city can solve the problem immediately.

"Then let Akado unleash all his power, I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time!"

Anderson smiled contemptuously.

Akado's information is not difficult to find, and there are relative records in the church about the unreasonable ability of "Blood River".

As long as Akado fully releases the blood river, then killing him can completely understand this "immortal" vampire.

Anderson is looking forward to this opportunity.

"If it is really necessary, Akado will release Blood River. But he will not lose."

Integula looked at Anderson who was grinning, and said unceremoniously. She is very clear about the purpose of the church, and neither party has any intention of hiding it.

"I want to organize a small team and go directly to the position of the final brigade to fight."

Steve tightened the shield on his arm, and said his thoughts to Integra and Anderson seriously.

It is a very good idea to defeat the enemy first. Integula was a little moved by this suggestion, while Anderson just grinned but didn't say a word.

"When will S.H.I.E.L.D. be able to investigate the specific location of the enemy?"

"Nick Fury never disappoints when it comes to investigative news and we'll find out soon."

Steve doesn't have a clue about this either, but he's sure that Nick Fury guy can't ignore it.

Investigative news, S.H.I.E.L.D. is professional.

Who knows if Nick Fury's undercover will be lurking in the final brigade? Steve still has a high degree of trust in Nick Fury's ability.

"Our purpose is to eliminate the monsters, and it doesn't matter if we fight there. It's better to say that even you heretics are dealt with together, which is in line with our goal."

Anderson said it a little oddly, and it didn't look like he really wanted to.

A rational fanatic still has compassion for human beings. He is not willing to pay the price of innocent lives for rights and religion like Maxwell.

But he is just a sharp knife of the church and has no right to speak about it.

"Now, we don't even know the location and number of the enemy, nor how strong they are. What do you think of this kind of battle?"

Integra throws the question at Steve.

She herself is not very good at commanding large-scale battles, and professional things must be left to professional people.

Steve frowned, his hands clenched and loosened uncomfortably:

"In any case, this battle is bound to happen. Then set up the defense line first! Then use force to let ordinary people take refuge."

Steve struggled to say this.

This plan of "restricting the freedom of life" is somewhat ironic from the mouth of Captain America, who represents the United States.

During the heated discussion in Haixin's reception room, all the power of SHIELD was mobilized.

All attention was focused on investigating the final brigade.

This incident also affected the nerves of the US military. You must know that they were also the main force in the fight against the Third Reich.

If the last brigade can destroy London, will the next target be Washington?

They are not willing to gamble on this kind of thing, so they can only cooperate with the investigation with all their strength.

Especially the last brigade has the technology to transform people into vampires. The long life and mature transformation technology are what they need.

That is to say, the location of the final brigade has not been found yet, otherwise they would have already launched the battle first.

Crusade against the remnants of the Third Reich is a just thing in itself, which is much more convenient than their careful planning of Tony Stark's armor.

"Destroy the enemy and get back important information" is something they are familiar with, so S.H.I.E.L.D. is still facing pressure from the military.

These guys don't want to just clean up the battlefield. If Britain didn't agree, they would have sent all their troops to London to assist in the defense.

At this time, Nick Fury was on the phone with Frank. After all, it would be a waste if there are acquaintances on the scene not to contact.

"Are there any supernatural events in London right now?"

Nick Fury asked directly the moment he got on the phone.

He knew that Frank took his son to London for fun.

Even the report of the singing and roaring that resounded through London was already on his desk. After all, it was an excuse to fool all ordinary people in a city, and SHIELD must have been involved.

They are also familiar with this job.

And now Nick Fury is having a headache for this.

After receiving treatment, Maria Hill also returned to work, but she looked not in good spirits, with a layer of dark circles on her eyes that even makeup could not completely cover up.

"Which aspect are you talking about?"

Frank held his son with his left hand, glanced at the busy mages around and asked.

He is now living in the mage's residence, and he is surrounded by supernatural events.

It happened that several mages were wrestling in front of him with shields transformed by mana, and he was the referee...

That's pretty supernatural.

"News about vampires and demons."

Nick Fury felt like his eyebrows were starting to fall.

He was even more stressed when he found that his stress hair loss was starting to affect his brows.

It's a vicious cycle of stress - shed hair - more stress - more hair shed.

Nick Fury knows Frank very well, and since he got such an answer, it shows that there are too many supernatural events in London to explain clearly.

"I saw the blade warrior before, is he wandering all over the streets and alleys?"

Frank rubbed Jill's forehead casually and said, people always have a little habit when thinking.

Jill: "?"

"It seems that what you know is not the same as what I need, so what can you say about Bulkeso?"

Nick Fury asked immediately, he would not go to the bottom of the question directly, and he preferred the results of his own investigation compared to what others told him.

"I wasn't there."

Frank strained a little with his hands as he spoke, and there was a salsa of fingers rubbing her scalp in Jill's head.

When Bulkelso performed the meteorite fall, he watched Bulkelso take off. Thinking about it now, that kind of scene is quite shocking.

Jill's expression changed to that of a cat being scalped backwards, with the corners of his eyes raised.

"pain!"

Frank immediately withdrew his hand when he heard the words, hung up the phone in a panic, and comforted his son.

Obviously, between Nick Fury's phone call and comforting his son, Frank chose to comfort his son.

Nick Fury on the other side directly misunderstood what Frank meant by hanging up the phone.

Perhaps it seemed to him that Frank had been threatened to keep him from speaking.

So Nick Fury glanced at Agent Hill, who was looking a little sluggish, and called Coulson after hesitating.

Now he needs more accurate information, so he can only transfer people from the two hammers.

Old Duggan and John Witkey were ready to go, and they would join the fight in reserve.

Hawkeye has also ended his vacation and is on standby, or in other words, under observation.

Agent Hill's current state is obviously not suitable for dispatch work, so he can only call Coulson or Natasha, and Natasha's current position is also questionable. Nick Fury has no better choice.

Although he kept in touch with Steve every day, Steve was obviously not very competent as an intelligence officer.

...

It wasn't too peaceful on the holy mountain of Harrogas. Although most of the recruits who had been trained had gone back, there was one more guy on the holy mountain after all.

This guy is not welcome at all on the Holy Mountain.

"Bulk Casso~ I really miss this name, I didn't expect to be able to recover so quickly after staying in the dark soul stone."

Andariel's voice sounded from Bulkelso's mind. Although her power was completely locked by the wasteland suit, the voice could still be transmitted.

It is difficult for Andariel to bewitch Bulkelso like she did to Aidan without the power to help, but it's really annoying.

The rhetoric of restoring power is just what Andariel said casually. It is much more difficult to restore strength inside the dark soul stone than outside.

If it weren't for the aura left by the last time the Seven Demon Kings were sealed in this stone, Andariel would have to wait a few years to wake up.

"Shut up! Or I'll send Leoric in!"

Bulkelso squatted in the corner of the holy mountain and patted the ground vigorously, issued an impossible threat, and then looked at the gate of the holy mountain with red eyes.

Putting Leoric into the Dark Soul Stone was pure anger, although Leoric was able to beat Andariel, who was barely able to speak now, and couldn't make any sound except screaming.

But Bulkelso didn't want to hear the movement of Skeleton King Leoric waving his scepter in his head.

The sound of beating demons with the scepter of a madman is no stranger to Bulkelso. The sound is like beating beef mash on a chopping board with an iron rod.

Bul-Kelso wasn't going to make pee andariel pills, so why would he put Skeletor Leoric in it.

It was just that Andariel's voice was too loud, and Bulkelso threatened casually.

Using himself as a cage to seal the demon king has no effect on Bulkelso, at least now he is starting to exude the aura that belongs to the demon king of hell.

As for the gate of the holy mountain, Madok has already covered both sides of the gate with snow sculptures, and Taliq's sculptures also have new shapes of heads buried in the snow and buried with only the head outside.

Maddock is doing it these days, and he's stacked up a giant sculpture.

It was he who stepped on Baal, and Baal stepped on the shape of Tariq.

That is to say, he put the sculpture behind a boulder, otherwise Tariq might not be in the mood to delay time by letting Leko overturn him.

It was precisely because Talik was still one step forward and was thrown back into the three-step cycle by Lekko, so Maddock was not worried about being beaten at all.

Korick was sitting on the ground rubbing a tendon left by hundreds of demons. He said that after rubbing it into a good rubber band, he made a slingshot to hit Olongus on the forehead.

The ghost knows what he thinks to use the slingshot to fight against Olongus' Ancient Spear skill.

Anyway, in the long time, each of these ancestors is going to be abnormal, and every time I think about it, I think about it. Especially when there are no people on the holy mountain, each of these guys is releasing their instincts.

Even the relatively normal ones who got Lecco found some fun in the process of overthrowing Talic.

This can be seen from the strange shapes of Taliq's take-off.

As for the split half of Bulkelso's soul, it will not make any sound for the time being, it is Bulkelso's last line of defense against the Seven Demon Kings.

That consciousness will only wake up when Bulkelso's will is about to collapse, and then add strength to the sanity on the verge of collapse.

Otherwise, the long time would be enough to drive the half of the soul insane.

Doing so can at least extend Bulkelso's sanity, so as to gain time for the next humanoid cage to grow.

People who are not strong enough cannot accept this responsibility. The real test is when the devil king of hell starts to use his power to influence the host.

"Hey Bulkelso, it looks like you're getting used to it?"

Volusk quietly appeared beside Bulkasso and said, dragging one of the unconscious Thor's legs in his hand.

"Is this right for you to treat this guy?"

Bulkasso glanced at Thor on the ground, and spoke a little irritably.

"Madock can beat Luke to the point of unconsciousness, but if Madok can do it, I can't do it?"

Vorusk threw Thor aside and sat down directly beside Bulkelso.

"Are you still worried about the rules of time?"

Volusk rubbed his beard and said, the impact of the power of time is too great.

After doomed starting point and end point, the only thing that can be grasped now doesn't seem to be so important.

Volusk could understand Burkesso's concerns.

"I don't care about the doomed fate. Could it be that I can't resist when I meet those endings?"

Bulkeso took out a bottle of spirits from Volusk's waist pocket, knocked off the top of the bottle with a hand knife, and poured it into his mouth.

Apparently he didn't care as much as he said.

"Yzreal knows the final outcome, but when did you see him do nothing on the battlefield? It's not sure whether the Archangel of Fate is following the guidance of fate, so why do you have to worry about it?"

Vorusk slapped Bulkeso on the back of the head, and then, using the sudden surge of anger, began to manifest.

"I'm XX! I'll be 'Avenged'! You don't have to slap me if you want to be angry!"

Burkesso stuck the wine bottle in the snow, turned over and kicked the Vorusk who had just materialized.

Then, riding on Volusk's waist, he immediately began to beat him.

Two iron fists wearing wilderness gloves hit Vorusk's eye sockets firmly, and the muffled bang was exchanged for Vorusk's wild laughter.

It's just that the laughter immediately became a little intermittent, because Bulkeso folded his hands into the shape of a hammer and slammed it on Volusk's chest.

Incidentally, the sound of ribs being smashed can also be heard.

Fortunately, the dead ancestors will not be beaten to death again by Bul Kasso.

While being beaten, Volusk took out another bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth tremblingly.

The nosebleeds mixed with the spilled wine from the beating had discolored Volusk's beard.

After Bulkeso stopped with his eyes widened, Volusk spoke slowly.

"It's cool now? Now you owe me five bottles of the collection. I don't want the wine you brewed before. I want your best batch of wine."

Volusk wiped his face indiscriminately, and the nosebleeds and alcohol were completely wiped off.

"I'm used to it! Why do you bastard come here for a beating!"

Bulkeso rubbed the back of his head after being slapped. Volusk's hands were quite strong, and Bulkeso felt a little numbness from the back of his head to his neck.

"I just heard you said that you want to send Leoric to the Dark Soul Stone together, so I'm here."

Vorusk said with a smile. Regarding this "genius" idea, he has thought about it for a long time recently and thinks it is really quite clever.

A Skeleton King who won't die and can recover to full state in a short time after being shattered is enough to give those hell devils a headache.

The Skeleton King itself is not in a state of weakness. He is at his peak when he wakes up, and falls into a short sleep when he is shattered.

In the seal of the Dark Soul Stone, the Skeleton King has a unique advantage over those hell devil kings who have to collect a little power once they are sealed.

It's like punching sandbags can express negative emotions, but it also takes physical effort.

But as long as you don't hit the sandbag, the sandbag will hit you back, who can bear it.

In this case, the Hell Demon King can recover faster.

"The question is, have you ever heard the voice of Leoric speaking, the sound of bones colliding and smashing together with the cold tone and crazy words, can you accept that it sounds all the time?

At least the demon kings of hell are sensible, they won't use yelling to destroy my will! "

Bulkeso yelled loudly into Vorusk's ear.

The irrational Leoric talking was worse than the worst tinnitus.

Uninterrupted tinnitus will only make people difficult to calm down and unable to rest. But most of the time the sound of tinnitus remains unchanged.

Leoric has a way of speaking, that skeleton body is like a repeater that has recorded what he wants to say in advance, and plays it back and forth in a loop.

The voice is still cadenced, full of the vicious attitude of the dead towards life.

This may be the last bit of Leoric's wicked sense of humor at the end of his life.

"Can you make earplugs?"

"I'll make a hammer and stick it in your head! Is it useful to plug your ears with the voice of the soul!"

Bulkasso kicked Vorusk to the ground again, and continued to punch him.

4D update is over...

I saw a joke today, it's a little shit.

What goes in with six legs and comes out with two legs?

Answer: The Wayne family

I was shocked...