Chapter 228 The Sage Wielding a Sword
Chapter 006 The Sage Wielding a Sword
"Hahahaha, hahahaha..." The earl in red laughed.
It had been a long time since he'd experienced anything that made him so happy.
In his long life, he has almost forgotten human emotions, happiness, sadness, anger, sadness, friendship, love, and family affection.
In the long years of thousands of years, it is such a happy thing to suddenly appear an old friend.
"My master! My master! My master Integra Van Helsing! Please give an order! Please give an order!!!" He roared up to the sky, and he couldn't wait for Keilal to see him for a thousand years. The strength accumulated since then.
Master...that majestic Count, that ever-victorious God of War in Rome, that iron wall of Rome, Count Dracula, has he also found his new master?
Keilar held the sword in both hands, his expression was calm, and his muscles were in a very stable state, and he slowly laid them flat in front of him.
The spectacled priest and the werewolf killer next to him also brought great oppression to him. Once the war started, he would most likely have to fight one against three. In this case, it was impossible not to use magic. At this time, he had to make careful calculations. .
It is undoubtedly a good choice to pour magic power into the sword body and maximize the power of the sword.
"Use the silver spear to dye the white army into deep red, use the black iron gun to dye the black army into deep red, dye everything on the enemy into deep red, kill the enemy on sight! Kill all enemies on sight! Kill the enemy one by one Leave no one alive in London, England, and kill them all!!!"
A crisp woman's voice echoed in the sky, majestic and loud, clear and crazy.
"Restriction and restraint 0 position, liberation!!" the woman said loudly.
"Chengzhi."
A smile appeared on the corner of the man in red's mouth, and he softly uttered two words.
He breathed out gently, and a chill suddenly appeared on everyone's backs. The chicken skin on both arms exploded, and the scalp was numb. This feeling...
This feeling……
The natural enemy is coming!
Humanity’s natural enemy! The natural enemy of living things! The natural enemy of living creatures!
Death is coming! !
"I am the Bird of Hermes..." The gun was loaded, and the weapon was pointed at him.
"Eat your own wings to tame me."
Guns, swords, iron fists, MP40s, twelve-millimeter rifles, countless attacks, rushed towards this man under the control of fear.
Then in an instant, he, who was known as the strongest vampire, was beaten into a human shape.
But even after seeing his inhuman form, the attack did not stop.
Everyone pulled the trigger of their weapons until there was no bullet left...
The whole scene lasted for five minutes. Kelal did not follow their attack. Instead, he took two steps back and looked at Dracula who was being attacked.
He knew that as a vampire, he couldn't be killed so easily.
He was beaten into pulp, beaten into blood, beaten into lumps of unknown objects, beaten into chaos.
Is it coming... Keilal's sword is shining with white light. He has a keener sense of danger than these "rookies".
Something is coming...
Everyone present felt it immediately.
The river is coming! Death is coming! The river of death is coming! The dead river is coming! !
"The dead dance for it, hell sings for it...Ah, ah, ah, great, this is so great..." The fat major stood on the airship, looking at more and more people with wild eyes. The blood was chaotic, and the whole person had a feeling of intoxication like smoking marijuana.
coming! !
Kelar suddenly waved his sword, and something appeared around him. It was invisible to the naked eye, but it was clearly perceived by him.
Two swords, three swords, all slashed at the thing. The thing that was chopped away by him instantly gave up on him, and began to look for soft persimmons.
It instantly penetrated countless vampires and crusaders, and began to shuttle through the space at an extremely fast speed, followed by playing cards that were like scattered flowers from a goddess. These playing cards were sharp and powerful, and it was very simple. It can cut through the muscles and bones of the human body. Everyone who was shot had their bodies cut open and died instantly.
Keilar split two playing cards with a calm expression on his face, watching the entire battlefield being attacked by him alone, staying the same and adapting to the ever-changing situation.
Suddenly, countless people rushed out from the chaos in the middle. These people were covered in blood, as if they had just come down from the battlefield. More importantly, they had no breath of living people at all. Completely dead, a ghoul, a vampire, a member of the monster, a part of Dracula's body, a legion of monsters.
"Tsk, this is..." Kailar swung his sword and split open the two monsters that came up, but these monsters rushed over in a steady stream.
Kelal swung his sword, retreated, swung his sword, retreated. The trick to dealing with more people than you is to not have enemies behind you, but to find a location with a good location, and then you can kill the enemy quickly and accurately.
And Alcatel was not the only enemy. The legions of the dead spread out in all directions, sweeping away the Crusaders, sweeping away the vampires, and sweeping away everyone.
After the fall of London, it gave him an excuse to unleash his own death river unscrupulously.
There are no innocent people here anymore, so let everyone here die...
Countless eyes opened in the river, looking at the enemy in all directions, looking at the sky, looking at everything, and seeing through everything.
As for Kelal…
If his old enemy dies so easily, then just die. The dead Keilal will become one of him and will no longer be Keilal.
Kelal's back was against the wall. Death Apostles were everywhere in the other three directions, wielding swords, slashing, and swinging swords. Kelal could no longer tell whether the Death Apostles rushing over were civilians or soldiers, Romans or Vikings. Human, whether Egyptian or African, he only knows how to chop and kill.
He exhaled gently, and his rhythm was adjusted perfectly. In a battle with one enemy and many enemies, the first task is not to panic, and then to maintain the rhythm, conserve energy, and kill as many enemies as possible. This It is the greatest victory.
Kelal's physique has been bathed in dragon blood. Even if he only has physical strength, it is extremely durable. A mere vampire of this level cannot do anything to him!
But soon, there was a roar of war horses, and black horses, black knights, black armors, and long spears rushed out in groups.
Knights of Wallachia! !
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