"Father Anderson, do you need our help? At least we can help you easily overcome the obstruction of the Blood River."
The major's words were full of malice, and they would not provide as much help as they said they would.
Everything about this fat man was displayed in the eyes of several people present through this small screen.
The mechanical body with human skin peeled off is enough to move ordinary people.
In other words, the last brigade has lost the ability to provide combat effectiveness. There is not much strength left in the entire last brigade, but there is still one step left before they can achieve their combat goals.
Even if I still have the strength for the final battle, I can't devote myself to this place.
This sentence just disgusted Father Anderson.
Anderson will not cooperate with these guys in the final group.
Perhaps Maxwell can accept this help with peace of mind, because this man never cares about the means of doing things, he just simply wants to be a master.
If he can get help, he never cares about things like position.
Even this war was a tacit understanding formed between him and the final brigade, and this guy's name was definitely on the list of instigators.
But the one who calls the shots now is Father Anderson, who never tolerates villains.
"dream!"
Father Anderson uttered these two words in a cold voice and walked out facing the river of blood.
His steps were firm and fearless, as if this battle was just an invitation for afternoon tea.
Those chosen by courage are never afraid of anything, and besides, he has been looking forward to the battle with Accardo for a long time.
"If you die without being able to see Integra, is there anything you need me to convey to you?"
Father Anderson said with his eyes closed. Anderson did not mind paying his respects to Integra, a respectable lady.
But he did not mention Silas's name. Accardo understood what Anderson meant. Silas was not on the list of people he could let go.
If Accardo dies, then Silas will only die.
"When I die, I will let you convey it to me. For now, just focus on the present."
Accardo, who maintained his image as a piercing male, did not talk about sex, and his eyes always showed an indescribable sadness.
Sitting on the throne of corpses, he rested his hands on the end of the long sword, and his neatly trimmed beard made him look very heroic.
"I hope we can meet again in the future, Father Anderson."
"Tell me about Hydra!"
The major dropped his smile. On the other side of the TV, the giant hammer in Rumlow's hand had already hit the table in front of the major with the question.
This brief communication ended here.
SHIELD's decapitation team has finally arrived at their destination, and it seems that the last group has no ability to stop them.
The combatants had already been put into the battlefield at the beginning, and the only ones left on the battlefield were some technical personnel.
In other words, they are just some scum who choose to abandon their motherland and identity for the sake of "immortality".
"We are the only ones left now, Accardo."
Father Anderson raised his bayonet and made a sign of a cross in front of him, with waves of fire burning all over his body.
At this time, Anderson finally opened his eyes wide, and his expression turned into the ferocious and ferocious look of a battle.
"Just let the monster die peacefully! Amen!"
With a roar, Father Anderson's body flashed a streak of fire in mid-air, piercing the souls in the blood river like a bayonet.
His figure moved very quickly, rushing into the circle of blood river in the blink of an eye.
In addition to the ordinary people who died from the epidemic, those remaining souls can also see Accardo's subordinates, the soldiers who died during World War II, and the paladins who were killed in the crusade against Accardo.
The strength of these guys is not the same. The powerful ones can tangle with beings like Steve, while the weak ones are like walking zombies and can only slowly stretch out their hands to scratch.
Among the souls that still exist, the proportion of strong ones has also been greatly increased. Anderson's breakthrough is not easy.
Father Anderson roared with unknown meaning from his mouth, approaching Accardo's position.
The bayonet in his hand caused splashes of blood in the river of blood, and Father Anderson finally had no time to avoid the blood.
The priest's clothes on his body were stained with blood, but he did not look embarrassed, but rather tragic.
One of Paladin Heinkel Wolf and Sister Takagi Yumie pulled out a pistol, and the other pulled out a long knife from his waist. The two of them stopped Maxwell behind them.
They watched Father Anderson's performance quietly.
Since Anderson doesn't want Maxwell to turn into a monster, it doesn't seem to matter if he waits for a while.
As the humans who knew Father Anderson best, they did not think that their teacher would have problems in a battle of this level.
Now it's enough for them to just keep an eye on Maxwell.
Maxwell is waiting for the opportunity to devote himself. As long as Father Anderson needs help, Maxwell will pierce the holy nail into his heart whether he is willing or not.
The firelight shining in mid-air was swimming in the river of blood, and the gleaming bayonet no longer cared whether it was piercing or chopping.
As the bayonet harvested the souls of the dead like a sickle, as the holy flame shone, the souls of the dead burned away bit by bit as if purified, and then returned to their original appearance to gain relief.
Father Anderson's figure pushed unswervingly in the direction of Accardo.
This journey will not be easy, but no matter who these two people are, they will not fall down easily.
Walter, who was standing not far away, had a blue and sacred light and a pitch-black light flashing alternately.
The battle between Gabriel and Mephisto's clones is also going on. At present, it seems that the two are still on par, but we don't know when this strange balance will be broken.
Most of the power obtained by Mephisto's clone has been consumed in constant fighting. The next step is to see how much the Angel Gabriel plans to pay to win this victory.
In the crashed airship, all the remaining forces of the last group were fighting against Steve and his group.
The moment Steve walked into the command room, Captain Werewolf stepped on his shield, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball.
Rumlow and Matthew launched a charge from left to right and directly stopped the powerful werewolf captain.
Casillas ran headlong into the arms of Lieutenant Lip Van Winkle, squeezing the perverted vampire woman against the wall.
This chapter has been completed!