"Fire!"
There was a shout from the vampire soldiers, and then dense bullets poured out like a torrential rain.
Ghost Rider's body was shaking like an epileptic, and he was bearing the impact of the ammunition head-on.
The spirit of vengeance in Ghost Rider's body was completely awakened by sin, completely forgetting Mephisto's mission.
Although vampire soldiers have much more powerful immortality, their performance in battle is not very outstanding.
In a one-on-one battle, they don't seem to be much stronger than those human elites.
When facing the Ghost Rider, they had no other good solution except constant fire suppression.
Especially since there is no high-end combat power among them.
Facing the killings of truly extraordinary beings, this kind of struggle seemed a bit tragic, if it weren't for the blood stains on the corners of those guys' mouths still hanging on their faces.
"Ah~~~"
A wave of ups and downs roar came from the Ghost Rider's mouth. Who knows how a skeleton could make such a layered sound.
The chain that fell to the ground during the previous battle with Hellboy was given life and snaked along the ground until it touched his flaming hand bones.
The flames of hell suddenly rose, and the Ghost Rider waved the chain as if holding a shield made of flames.
The bullets turned into molten iron under the heat of the flames and scattered around.
The skeleton's body shrouded the hearts of the vampire soldiers like a shadow, and the Ghost Rider's body drew a strange dotted line and appeared among the soldiers.
"Judgement!"
The iron chains entwined with the flames of hell shattered the soldiers around him like pieces of paper, turning them into ashes.
"Lieutenant!"
The vampire soldiers began to chant, as if they wanted to get support.
There is quite a bit of reluctance when faced with a desperate situation on the battlefield.
However, their cries went unanswered, and the Ghost Rider launched an outright massacre against them.
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"Major, isn't it cruel to give up on them like this?"
Warrant Officer Schrödinger leaned forward slightly and asked the man sitting high in the main seat.
The man who was called a major had a somewhat bloated figure, and his hands were wearing white gloves to support his chin.
The entire face was hidden in the shadows, with only a pair of eyeglasses reflecting the faint blue light.
"Oh? Then Warrant Officer Schrödinger, do you think any of us can fight that skeleton? Don't forget our goal."
Warrant Officer Schrödinger smiled innocently like a child, and the cat ears on his head twitched a few times.
"In that case, Captain Bellbruff should be able to win, and Lieutenant Lieutenant Liebervan Wink, and even Lieutenant Thorin Breeze should also be able to do it."
Warrant Officer Schrödinger's tail flicked restlessly behind him.
"So, who will continue our plan?"
The man known as the Major picked up a burger from the armrest of the seat, stuffed it directly into his mouth and spoke vaguely.
"That werewolf is still far worse than we hoped."
In front of him was the head of the werewolf from the Howling Commandos, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"It's much worse than Captain Bellbruff, but why don't we continue to collect materials?"
Warrant Officer Schrödinger's figure suddenly appeared behind the major, his amber eyes seeming to flash in Bryn Bolin.
"The time we are waiting for will not be too far away, and now we still need the last little bit of patience."
The bloated body stood up from the seat, and the body of Major, Montana Max, made a unique friction sound of rusty metal.
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"By the way, aren't things a little complicated here?"
Matthew looked at Hellboy waving his fist like a pestle in front of him based on his feeling, and clenched the weapon tightly in his hand.
The battle deep in the base could not escape his perception. Although he did not know how those vampire soldiers were dressed, he knew that these army-like non-human beings were definitely full of foul-smelling scum.
"It's not complicated, just send all the demons back to hell and crush all the monsters and it's over."
Hellboy's trench coat is sprinkled with meat sauce from the Witch Heart Demon. This image may stimulate the appetite of some guys with unique hobbies.
To be honest, it really looked like the old godmother had been sprinkled on her body.
"Then let me go and deal with the guys inside. I can't stand the stench anymore."
Matthew directly stepped over the Witch Heart Demon on the ground and walked towards the depths of the base.
The weapon is held in the hand, and a faint red light can be seen.
"We were abandoned!"
A vampire who looked like a commander opened the fire and spoke in a calm tone.
His face was stained with dark red blood, which was a souvenir after the werewolf's flesh and blood dried up.
"Although this is not the grand war we expected, it is still a happy thing to die in the battle!"
The commander threw aside the empty submachine gun, took out the pistol from his waist and charged at the Ghost Rider.
"Die!"
Ghost Rider let out a low roar that was difficult for humans to emit, as noisy and harsh as a disturbed sound system.
Their battle has come to an end at this point.
Vampires transformed by mass-production-level technology have no magical powers. They are just waiting for the end of a war.
This is the carnival before the end!
"Dang~dang! Dang~dang!"
The mace in Matthew's hand hit the metal wall casually, and he walked over in an orderly manner, as if he had measured the distance.
"You guys, are you ready to be torn into pieces?"
Matthew tilted his ears, as if he wanted to hear a response other than screaming.
"You! Guilty!"
The iron chain in the Ghost Rider's hand was swung directly towards Matthew. As for the soldiers, they became flying ashes under the flames of hell!
"I'm curious, what crime are you talking about?"
Matthew stuck the extended iron lock on the ground with an axe, and a look of ridicule appeared on his handsome face.
Just like human laws are ineffective against demons, why should demon laws judge humans!?
The court that accepted the complaint from heaven was trampled to pieces by the Crusaders, but why can God judge human sins without any reason?
As a lawyer, Matthew is full of ridicule about the punishments in heaven and hell.
It treats fairness as if it were nothing and tries to teach humans about the existence of fairness.
This in itself is unfair.
Most of the time, the driver of Ghost Rider is not his own will, but the almost crazy spirit of revenge.
The Spirit of Vengeance will not answer this kind of question, he is just killing everything in the name of "judgment" according to his own standards.
Of course, he still uses the hell flames of Zathanos from hell!
This chapter has been completed!