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In the outskirts of London, in the reception hall of Hellsing's headquarters.

Integra sat behind the table with his hands folded under his nose.

The group of people who had returned from South America were all gathered here at this moment, including Fang Mo who was smiling coquettishly, Acate who was also infected by him and started to laugh, the policewoman who was standing uneasily not far away, and the one who was sitting on the sofa. Bernardo, the mercenary leader smoking.

"So what you are saying is..."

Integuera's face was almost full of confusion and confusion: "Did you come all the way back from South America in a van?"

"Exactly."

Akat admitted with a smile.

"..."

After listening to this, Integula seemed to fall into a brief silence. After a while, she lit a cigar and tried to calm down: "So this car can drive on the sea, right? Which country is this from? Black technology?”

"That...that's not..."

When the policewoman not far away heard this, she quickly shook her head, and then glanced at Fang Mo subconsciously: "But this car..."

"It can fly."

Bernardo interjected at this moment.

"???"

Integra was stunned.

But she quickly realized that this was obviously done by Fang Mo, so she immediately turned to look at Fang Mo: "Aren't you going to explain it? Mr. Wang Jiangchen?"

"It's Da Sima. I added Da Sima in the car."

Fang Mo made simple gestures with his hands, and at the same time showed a smile like a strange rat in the miasma: "Take off, eh, fly."

"Be normal for the fuck!"

The veins on Integra's forehead suddenly popped out, and she slammed the table: "Do you know how much trouble you have caused in South America! At least give me a good report now!!! "

"Hey, our power system in the East is like this."

Seeing the other person's blood pressure soaring, Fang Mo also explained: "You also know that I am a zombie... Then haven't you heard of the word flying zombie?"

"Flying zombie?"

Integra was slightly startled. She had learned about this when checking the information. It is said that some zombies can fly out of thin air after they have completed their cultivation.

"Even if you haven't heard of the word flying zombie, you know about flying with a sword, right?" Fang Mo spread his hands: "The people over there can control the flying sword, and then fly around in the sky on the sword..."

"It must be at least a sword, right?"

Integra complained.

"Well, it's hard to explain something to a British guy like you..."

Fang Mo pretended to sigh and shook his head: "If you understand Eastern culture, you will know that the sword is just a concept. For those who are masters of swordsmanship, any grass, wood, bamboo, or stone can be used as a sword... So as long as I think it is a sword, then I can control it." The sword flies."

"you……"

Integra frowned, suddenly feeling something was wrong: "Are you fooling me again?"

"I don't."

Of course, Fang Mo couldn't admit it, so he waved his hand and said confidently: "Do you understand the concept? The people from Vogholz next door said that you can fly on a broomstick, and then someone suddenly had the idea to step on Ellie... The sweeping robot goes to school! Then why can’t everything be a sword? If you doubt me again, I will let the whole London fly!”

"I……"

When Integra heard this, his head suddenly became heavy.

Hearing what the other party said, she recalled the live broadcast she had seen before.

When confronting the vampire named Tuba Cain, Fang Mo just shook his hand out of thin air, and the special soldiers on the opposite side, including armored vehicles and helicopters, were all crushed into an extremely huge solid concrete ball.

Such an unbelievable and terrifying method.

No matter how you think about it, this doesn't seem like a power that undead creatures should have, right?

To be honest, the moment Integra witnessed that scene, she even had an unreal illusion like a dream in her heart, that kind of shocking visual impact... It was almost like a miracle. , is the supreme power that surpasses all science and mystery in this world.

"you……"

Thinking of this, Integra also looked at Fang Mo in front of him with a complicated face: "What the hell are you?"

"I am the Immortal Corpse King."

Fang Mo responded with a serious expression: "Elegy."

"... If you could stick to your previous identity for a little bit, I wouldn't have such a headache." When Integura heard this, he rubbed his brows feebly: "It's just because you talk nonsense every time. Badao, I don’t even know what you are after this..."

"Hey, it's easy."

Fang Mo also became happy when he heard this: "Actually, you don't have to have a headache. After all, I... am not a thing at all."

"..."

Integra felt his eyes darken: "Forget it, I shouldn't have communicated with you...Akat."

Finish this sentence.

She simply turned to look at the Vampire King next to her.

"Kufufu, my master." Akater responded with a smile on his face: "You must have seen the wonderful scenery during our previous battle, right? I didn't expect that your emotions would boil up from this, hehehe , it seems that the joy of war... is about to come completely."

"Why have you become like this, you bastard?"

Hearing Akat's teasing, Integura's face seemed to darken for a moment: "It must have been contaminated by this guy!"

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing his master's furious look, Akat suddenly threw his head back and laughed.

"Master...Uncle Bao..."

As for the only normal person present, it was probably the policewoman not far away. At this moment, she was helplessly looking at the two monsters who were torturing Director Hellsing, and she didn't know what to do.

"Don't laugh! Damn it!"

Integra threw the cigar in his hand angrily: "Give me a good report on the entire situation this time! Tell me everything!"

"Hmph, there's actually nothing to say."

Akater stopped talking, then raised his hand and pointed at Fang Mo next to him, and briefly explained the information in his mind: "It's almost what this guy said, the other party is indeed the remnant of that group of lunatics, Millennium , or... the last group."

"Is it really them?"

Integra's expression sank slightly: "So what is their plan?"

"War, war, and more war."

Acat said with a smile: "Kill others, or be killed by others, let the whole world sink into the quagmire of endless war, and then enjoy yourself and be intoxicated with yourself...compose a symphony with war and death, Dancing gracefully in the grave.”

"Ah...what?"

Bernardo, who was sitting on the sofa not far away, heard this and couldn't help but complain: "Isn't this crazy?"

"Yes, he is a madman."

Akat slowly opened his hands: "There is no purpose, no plan, just simply enjoying it all, trampling on the living, trampling on the dead, trampling on the entire world... and is hopelessly addicted to it, unable to extricate himself."

"The worst possible outcome?"

Hearing Akat's explanation, Integra's expression became more solemn.

If the other party has a plan, it's okay and you can target it, but if it's really a lunatic, it's troublesome because you don't know what they are going to do next.

"Forget it, let's forget about the matters in South America for now."

Taking a deep breath, Integra also made an immediate decision: "I want to tell others about this immediately. Don't move around now. Maybe the Queen will convene a round table council to discuss the response plan. Especially you, Akat, you may have to provide some detailed information at that time."

"Hehehe, I'm not going anywhere."

Akat nodded happily and said: "I always feel like something interesting will happen..."

"And you, General Wang."

Integra then glanced at Fang Mo again, and said with a dark face: "Don't cause any more trouble for the time being, the next situation may be very serious."

"Well...it's really quite serious if you insist on saying it."

After hearing what the other party said, Fang Mo also touched his chin and nodded slowly.

"Um?"

However, seeing Fang Mo's attitude, Integra's steps that were about to turn around and leave suddenly stopped, and then hesitantly turned to look at him: "You... know something?"

"So be it."

Fang Mo nodded slowly when he heard this.

As I said before, the plot line of Hellsing is ridiculously short.

In the original work, everyone originally planned to investigate the last group. After Acat devoured Tubal Cain and obtained information, the British side immediately held a round table conference. At the same time, the Vatican also discovered the betrayer, leading to the betrayal. Section 13 also joined the meeting.

But what no one expected was this.

Just as the meeting was going on, Millennium appeared directly in the center of the venue with a high profile.

The person who came was none other than Schrödinger, whom Fang Mo was eager to catch. He suddenly appeared holding a small TV, and then the image of the major declared war on the Vatican and Britain in a high-profile manner.

After that, all the armies in various places rebelled. The other side used the temptation of vampire immortality to rebel against a large number of people and create chaos, making it impossible for the military to return to defense. Then they took control of the British aircraft carrier in the Atlantic. Because they could not get close, they were out of control. Helplessly, Integura could only let Akat attack.

But Acat had just left his London headquarters.

The Zeppelin swarm arrived, and the airborne ghoul troops began to wreak havoc in the city.

During this period, the Vatican's Crusaders also joined the melee. At the end, Acat returned and cast Death River, and then the butler Walter was instigated to rebel, and the high-end combat forces were in chaos... All of this almost happened within 24 hours.

And that means.

It won't take more than three days at most.

Fang Mo was able to completely clear the short copy of Hellsing.

"If I guess correctly..."

Thinking of this, Fang Mo also spoke directly. Anyway, he almost never cares about the plot: "The Nazis should attack London soon. By then, there is a high probability that this place will become a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Millions of people were slaughtered and stuff like that.”

"What did you say?"

Hearing Fang Mo's statement, Integra was also suddenly startled: "How do you know this?"

"A mysterious divination method from the East."

Fang Mo pointed at Bernardo beside him and said, "I already said before I left for South America that he had a death look on his face, right?"

"Hey you……"

"It seems that he did say that."

Integra recalled it and confirmed: "But... is there any relationship between the two?"

"It does matter."

Fang Mo spread his hands: "Before I came back, I took a look at the ordinary citizens in London and found that everyone here looked like they were dead. They felt like they couldn't survive more than a month. The whole city was like this. So, do you think this will happen? What caused it? Was it a meteorite from outer space that suddenly hit London?”

"It's them……"

Integra's face immediately turned ugly: "It's those lunatics... Do they have nuclear weapons in their hands?"

"They don't have nuclear weapons. After all, they are all armies of the old generation."

Fang Mo shook his head: "It must be a mysterious technology. Anyway, this is what I see when I watch the sky at night. London under your feet will be completely reduced to a dead city in no more than a month at most... My advice to you is to evacuate the citizens as soon as possible.”

"Is this...impossible?"

When the policewoman heard this, she couldn't help but said: "That's a population of several million. There is no way to evacuate in a short time no matter what method is used, right?"

"really."

Integra nodded with the same serious expression: "As long as we deal with these madmen before then, we must find a way to protect London."

"Oh, then I don't care."

Fang Mo shrugged and said slowly: "But remember, reminding you this time is just a whim of mine. You won't know how to regret it until something happens... Remember to kneel down and beg me."

"you……"

Integra obviously hesitated for a moment when he heard this.

She could feel that the other party was serious, and for some reason a bad feeling suddenly arose in her heart.

Will London really be attacked? What should millions of citizens do if something happens to them? Of course...if things really come to an irreversible point, can this mysterious monster that appears out of nowhere really be able to turn the tide? What kind of landscape will it be?

Think of this.

Integra suddenly glanced at Akat next to him.

The opponent is her trump card monster. If this guy is allowed to wreak havoc...Akat can indeed wipe out a city in a very short period of time.

But he is a monster.

He only knows how to kill and destroy.

He is not good at saving lives and protecting human beings and cannot do it at all.

In a daze, Integra recalled the scene in South America, Fang Mo's miraculous method... did the other party really have the strength to do this? Then if it is absolutely necessary, kneeling down seems to be...

etc!

What are you thinking about?

Suddenly, Integra suddenly came back to his senses and shook his head desperately twice.

"Anyway, thank you very much for the reminder."

Integra took a deep breath and looked at Fang Mo who was not far away with a serious expression: "I will report this matter to others... As for now, I have to inform them."

And after saying this.

Integra immediately left the reception hall.