My double is steve

Time went back a few minutes.

Just when Fang Mo had just raised the huge wave of the world and Walter was fleeing in a hurry.

On the battlefield not far away, Andreson also noticed the changes around him, and even Akate frowned.

"These things... are they shit?"

Akate was standing on the top of a building, overlooking the sea of ​​corruption below, feeling the increasingly pungent smell in the air, and he couldn't help but fall into confusion: "Why are there so many filth coming out here? Is it that guy's trick again?"

Yes, because he had seen some of Fang Mo's previous methods.

Akate knew that this incredible scene in front of him was probably caused by the other party.

But to be honest, even if he knew that these filth were caused by Fang Mo, Akate still couldn't figure out the meaning of the other party's doing so, and the whole person couldn't help but be a little confused.

"Is it just disgusting?"

Akate frowned, thinking about the reason why the other party did such a thing: "Or... just want to dirty these corpses and prevent me from having the opportunity to suck blood?"

But I was thinking about it here.

A figure suddenly rushed over from a distance.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Before the figure arrived, the voice full of faith and madness had already come over, followed by several streams of light whistling straight to the face.

"Huh?"

Ackart reacted instantly, raised his gun and shot, smashing the musket swords thrown by the opponent one by one.

After all the musket swords exploded, Father Anderson had already rushed over, holding two musket swords in his hands and stabbing Ackart directly.

Ackart was not afraid, but rather he was unusually happy at the moment, with a smile on his face that never stopped. He took out a medieval sword from somewhere and started a hand-to-hand fight with the opponent, the blades collided with each other, splashing sparks.

But the next moment, Ackart suddenly took out a black giant gun.

Hiding the pistol behind him and against the side of his cloak, Ackart pulled the trigger at Anderson without hesitation.

There was a loud 'bang'.

The specially processed bullet tore open Akate's cloak and flew out from behind him unexpectedly. Andrewson raised his hand in a hurry to defend himself, but a blood hole was directly punched in his left palm, and the gun sword was shattered together.

"Tsk..."

After seeing the injury on his left hand, Andrewson also frowned.

"Pure silver Macedoinan processed shell with mercury bullet, NNA explosive armor-piercing bullet, hehehe... Jackal? Walter really made a perfect weapon for me."

Unlike Andrewson, Akate was enjoying it at this moment. He smiled and slowly raised the gun, then blew the smoke from the muzzle: "Christian, does your hand hurt? According to that guy... your left hand is now the same as Jesus'?"

"Huh! Blasphemous heresy!"

After hearing Akate's statement, Father Andrewson just snorted coldly, and then rushed up again: "I will kill you first, and then kill the guy who is crazier than you!!!"

There was no hard fight with the other party.

Akate laughed wildly and retreated.

While retreating, he kept attacking with two pistols.

The first to fire was the white pistol Jackal, which emptied the magazine without reservation. Of course, the power of this weapon was not that strong. Father Andrewson protected his arms in front of himself while chasing, and he defended it all.

But in the next second.

Akate raised the black pistol Jackal and pulled the trigger.

Andrewson wanted to hide, but the distance between the two sides was too close. With a bang, a huge blood hole was blown out of his left arm, and all the muscles and bones disappeared, leaving only a little flesh and blood barely sticking together.

But after being shot.

Andrewson also successfully approached Akate.

So he swung his right hand, holding the gun sword tightly and slashed at the opponent's neck, heart and other vital parts.

But at such a critical moment, the blood under Akate's feet suddenly boiled, and then countless zombies came out from inside and took the attacks for him.

"The army of the Dead River..."

Anderson's expression instantly sank.

And in this moment of hesitation, Akate had already dodged and retreated far away.

Without giving Anderson any chance to rest, the army of the Dead River immediately pounced on him, and at the same time countless playing cards flew over, carpet-bombing the area where he was, and smoke and dust were suddenly stirred, and Anderson's body was bleeding crazily.

"Hehe, what should you do now?"

Acate in the distance admired this scene and asked with laughter: "The monster is standing in front of you, Catholic... Didn't you say you would defeat me?"

"What are the chances of winning?"

"One in ten thousand, one in a hundred million, or one in a trillion?"

"Shut up! Monster!"

Before Acate finished speaking, the blood-soaked Anderson roared, staring at Acate in the distance, his eyes under the lenses were not confused at all, only with an extremely firm killing intent and decisiveness: "It doesn't matter even if it's the end of infinity... It's enough for me!"

"Oh, really?"

Acat also laughed when he heard this, and then raised his hands: "So...how should you deal with this kind of thing?"

"What?"

Hearing Acat's words, Andreessen also subconsciously raised his head.

The roar from somewhere got louder and louder, and then under Andrewson's shocked gaze, a huge brown wave suddenly rose behind Acat.

The scale of the extremely filthy torrent was astonishing.

Even higher than the building.

Acat had already been alert, and at this moment he jumped up and ran away, leaving only countless dead people in the dead river entangled with Andreessen, letting him watch the thick, rotten slurry approaching.

"You guy! Ah!!!"

Andrewson gritted his teeth, widened his eyes, and immediately threw a few blunderbuss swords.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Akater laughed wildly in mid-air and shot away the muskets one by one with his pistol. Then he waved his hand to him: "Become a maggot under the sea of ​​dung, Christian."

And along with his words.

The extremely terrifying Nurgle soup has also arrived.

Without any suspense, Andrewson, who was dragged by the dead river, was completely swallowed up by the filth, and then disappeared instantly.

"Twist! Sink! Struggle!"

Akat, who had fallen to the top of another building, saw this scene and suddenly raised his head and shouted: "This world is a disgusting cesspool! All living beings are as lowly as maggots! Hahahahahaha! How unbearable this is, How filthy..."

But he didn't wait for him to finish speaking.

Under the thick filth, two streaks of light suddenly flew out.

"call out!!!"

One of the streams of light almost grazed Akat's cheek, abruptly interrupting his speech.

"..."

Akat seemed a little surprised, and subconsciously reached out to touch his cheek, only to find that there was blood flowing faintly on it.

Except for blood.

His white gloves were stained with a strange brown color.

"This is……"

Akat's expression was also a little moved.

"Pfft!"

At this moment, the filth layer in the distance suddenly exploded, and then Andreessen, covered in filth, forcibly crawled out from inside: "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

I saw him crawling out while howling.

Then without any hesitation, he immediately rushed towards Akat.

And with every step of Andreessen's running, blood and brown were thrown off his body, and his whole person seemed like a hell ghost seeking life. Even Acat was a little distracted when he saw this scene.

He subconsciously wanted to summon the soldiers of the Dead River.

But there was too much filth around, and almost all the dead in the Dead River were buried underneath.

"You...you..."

To be honest, Acat was a little shocked. He stared at Andrewson's appearance and couldn't help complaining: "Christian, look at what you are like now... How can you still be like this?" Do you want to go to heaven? Even God won’t agree!”

"So what, vampire!"

Andrewson didn't care about this at all: "Don't even think about bluffing! Your death river has been buried under this, right!?"

"But what about you?"

Upon hearing this, Akater immediately said sarcastically: "Your arm is about to fall off, does it matter?"

"Hmph...it's just an arm!"

Andrewson first sneered when he heard this, and then he did something that stunned Acat.

I saw him suddenly open his mouth, and then bite his arm that was stained with sticky dirt into his mouth, and then handed over a gun sword, and the whole person resumed dual-wielding. Gun Sword's fighting stance: "Can't we continue fighting now?"

"!!!"

Even Acat couldn't help but widen his eyes at this moment.

But soon, his expression suddenly softened, and he stared at Andreessen in the distance with a look that seemed to be admiring: "It's really... surprising."

"Sure enough, humans are the best."

As if caught in some kind of memory, Akater suddenly laughed with relief: "Even if he is covered in filth, he is far nobler than this dirty monster like me... Really, am I the only one who is a maggot? "

"Uhhhhhhh!!!"

Andrewson ignored him and just screamed and rushed towards Acat.

"I really want you to stab me in the heart."

Looking at Andreessen rushing over, Acat also chuckled and drew his two guns: "But unfortunately, the order I received is to fight with all my strength, so... please defeat me head-on! Father!"

After the words fell, the two fought again.

Andrewson had lost an arm, so his condition was obviously not good. However, Acat also had no life-saving means, and many wounds gradually increased on his body.

But after a period of fighting.

Andrewson obviously couldn't hold on any longer, and suddenly his body swayed and stopped in place.

"Uh...huh..."

After taking a few breaths, he suddenly let go of the arm he was biting.

"What's wrong?" However, Acat was still in a state of excitement and said anxiously with some anticipation: "Isn't this going to work, Father? Keep going! I'm going to be defeated by you soon... Hurry! Hurry up and continue! !”

"Don't be complacent, monster..."

Andrewson, who was breathing heavily, glanced at him, and then slowly stretched his hand into his arms: "Don't think that you are the only one who has the secret weapon. Your pistol is in front of it, and there is nothing at all." Not really."

As he spoke, Andreessen took out a small wooden box.

"Huh? This is..."

Acat frowned suddenly when he saw the wooden box, and an ominous premonition suddenly came to his heart.

Andrewson didn't explain much. He just used one hand to crush the wooden box, revealing a strange green spike inside, with several coils of something like thorn wire wrapped around it.

"The scent of miracles... Helena's holy nails?"

Acat instantly recognized the identity of this thing: "The last holy relic lost from Rome? What did you do with this thing? Do you want to..."

"That's right."

Andrewson said, and slowly raised his arm: "I said, I will defeat you by any means necessary."

"wait wait wait!"

However, this time, Acat was really panicked, and even said in fear: "Father! Andreessen! Stop it quickly!!!"

"Are you...are you going to become as miserable a monster as me?"

"Look at what I look like now! Low-down, dirty, and pathetic, I will one day be trampled to death by humans with disgust on their faces... Do you also want to become like me? Do you also want to become a god? The immortal plaything becomes the rotting maggot that sinks in the cesspit all day long!"

"A weak monster like me can only be defeated by humans."

Speaking of this with a trembling tone, Acat also took a deep breath and looked at Andreessen with a serious and pleading expression: "Stop, human..."

"Never, never become a monster like me."

"..."

After hearing what Acat said, Andreessen seemed to fall into silence for a while.

But not long after, he spoke slowly and calmly: "...I am just a blunderbuss sword, carrying the supreme punishment of God."

"If it will allow me to defeat the monster you are."

"Then, that's it."

After saying this, Andreessen directly inserted the holy nail into his chest with force.

"don't want!!!"

Acat couldn't help but roared, but it was still a little too late. The moment the holy nail was inserted into his heart, endless thorns began to spread in his body, turning Andreessen into a human form made of thorns in the blink of an eye. monster.

Those thorns even took root into the surrounding ground... no, into the surrounding shit.

"You! You guy..."

And this scene obviously stimulated Acat, and he suddenly fell into a rage. For a moment, he didn't care about anything, and rushed over crazily to attack Andrewson: "You idiot! An imbecile idiot who likes to eat shit!! !”

Only to face Acat's attack.

Andreessen on the other side launched a counterattack almost instantly.

After using the Holy Nail, his strength was unprecedentedly enhanced. At this moment, he cut off Akater's arm with a backhand knife, and then punched Akater, knocking Akater to the ground, and finally picked up the opponent's arm. His head hit the ground.

There was a loud bang and dirt flying.

Then, before Acat could counterattack, Andreessen pulled out a gun sword and inserted it into his Tianling Gai. There was a squeaking sound, and the blade came out directly along Acat's chin.

The blessed blunderbuss sword hit the vital point.

Without the ability to die as a substitute, Akat's body instantly froze in place.

As Andreessen activated the magic, a sacred fire suddenly appeared on the gun sword and began to burn Akater's entire body crazily.

It’s just that Akat shares the same source with the Dead River.

So at this moment, the dead river buried by the filth began to burn crazily.

The high temperature is churning, the fire is roaring, and under the continuous heating of millions of dead river souls as firewood, this sky-like turbid sea is also boiled, just like the vicious cauldron of the legendary witch, erupting everywhere As it bubbles, steam and heat waves begin to evaporate.

In an instant, the whole of London once again turned into a hell on earth.