The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

"Vampires are really something that makes people feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts."

Father Alexander Anderson emerges from the halo of the page.

He closed his hands, and the pages flying in the sky were caught in his hands, turning into a Bible.

Not long ago, he said goodbye to Mephisto and Constantine, and now he appears in the dirty sewers again.

A cleric in black put down his walkie-talkie and saluted Anderson.

"We are all lambs and brothers, and everything is the same as it is in the garden of our Lord."

Father Anderson looked at the clergy in front of him with a hearty smile. Piety is Anderson's trademark and everything about him.

Faith appeased him with the justice born from killing, and kept him from going astray.

Although he also hates pagans in addition to ghosts and monsters, he will eventually be more tolerant when facing humans.

The swollen eyes on his face reflected the light, making him look much softer.

"Father Anderson, the Sunwalker is being hunted by vampires. This time it's not the kind of blood-sucking bastards, but the kind we're paying attention to."

"You can leave first and I will take care of the situation here."

Anderson smiled and nodded. He always looks compassionate towards the Lord's believers.

He had heard the name Sunwalker before, and although he admired the demi-human's deeds, he still didn't like the half-vampire bastard.

After the clergymen resigned, only Anderson was left standing there.

"The Killer", "The Decapitation Detective", "The Regenerator", "Angel Dust" and "The Gunsword Priest".

These are the nicknames of Alexander Anderson. He always kills all enemies with a bayonet. He is the so-called ace of the Thirteenth Section of the Vatican.

Fighting the enemy full-time is the task of Section 13.

Being labeled as a traitor, what he did was contrary to God's love for all mankind regardless of good or evil.

They are "traitors" who stand under the banner of God and go against God's will to clean up sin.

Anyone who goes against God's will is a "traitor", but Section 13 will never regret it. They are the sharp knives of the church, attacking all enemies.

Compared to those mysterious magical arts, Father Anderson is better at bringing death to his enemies with his own hands.

I even thought about going to hell after death and continuing to fight with those demons until all the demons were killed.

Whether it is the blood-sucking bastards represented by the Sunwalker Blade Warriors or the vampire legend that began in Akkad, for Alexander Anderson, they are all enemies that must be dealt with. He has no mercy for these guys.

Not far from the direction he was facing at this time, the Blade Warrior was running away quickly. Yang Valentine behind him had already made him unable to think of any good solutions.

All the Blade Warrior's attacks had no obvious effect on that guy. Neither the concentrated garlic juice nor the anticoagulant could make the guy show any signs of interfering with his actions.

He even began to wonder if what he was facing was a vampire. In the previous duel, the silver blade did not have any immediate effect, and it just left wounds like ordinary knives.

And that guy doesn't seem to have the extraordinary recovery ability of a vampire.

But now he can only run away quickly and try his best to save his life.

"Devils, after all, do not deserve to feel the mercy of the Lord, nor do they deserve to sleep with the Lamb."

The Bible in Father Anderson's hand turned into a bayonet, and a dazzling light flashed between the sharp edges.

His bayonet is transformed from the pages of the Bible. He has as many weapons as there are pages in the Bible.

Then the two bayonets were crossed in front of him, forming the image of a cross.

"Amen!"

As Anderson shouted, the figure of the blade appeared directly in Anderson's field of vision.

The Bible was scattered into countless pages, and the pages were emitting a golden light with a hint of flame, filling the entire sewer area.

This place has become a sealed environment by Father Anderson, and all enemies cannot leave this place without his permission.

The moment Blade Warrior saw Anderson in front of him, his heart beat violently for a moment.

Then gritted his teeth and tried to leave from here.

"Even if he is good, he is not an apostle. He is just a serious disease thirsting for blood, waiting only for the glory of the Lord."

Anderson's figure appeared to be swaying only slightly.

A ferocious arc formed at the corner of his mouth. The originally kind face was more terrifying than a hungry ghost in hell at this moment. The clear anger even made the blade lose consciousness.

The moment the two crossed each other, four bayonets were inserted into the Blade Warrior's body, and a huge cross scar was left on his chest.

The blade warrior's wrists and both feet were pierced by bayonets, and the blazing fire on the bayonets was burning fiercely, making the sound of crackling barbecue.

The injuries on his body, together with the blood he was spraying, only left some blood stains on the priest's clothes.

The cross pendant hanging on Father Anderson's chest was swinging from side to side.

His body was still in the same posture as before, as if he hadn't moved at all.

"Devil, die!"

Anderson's figure walked slowly forward directly in the direction where the blade was running, with the bayonet in front of him placed on both sides of his body, his hands slightly raised, ready to fight at any time.

It looks as if the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.

The person who conducted the vampire investigation before had told him the mission of this trip, to clean up the weird vampires here.

It is his mission to protect the existence of mankind and eliminate the enemies of the church. This time, if there were no other people in the Thirteenth Section nearby, it would not be his turn to take action personally.

After all, Blade Warrior is not a pure-blooded vampire bastard. As a daywalker, he was spared by Anderson because of the human part of his body.

As long as he can withstand the burning flames on his body, he will be free.

The Holy Light will completely burn the part that belongs to the vampire bastard, and what is left will be a complete human being.

As for Yang Valentine, there was no way he could save his life under Anderson's hands.

Anderson's power has exceeded the scope of human beings.

Although he is still a human being, he can no longer measure Father Anderson by human standards.

His devout faith and belief in defeating the hungry ghosts even if he died made him stronger.

…

"Tony, go to sleep."

Pepper coaxed the groggy Tony like a child.

A hand gently stroked Tony's hair. Her body exuded the brilliance of motherhood, the kind of love that was only shown when no one was watching, which made Peppa look beautiful.

The two of them had no idea that the place they were in was not their own private space.

Rumlow and Bulcaisel outside the room were almost finished chatting, and they couldn't think of any topic to continue.

After a period of silence, Rumlow finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Why did you choose to give me a chance and watch that veteran die?"

Rumlow thought of his previous self and was a little concerned.

Speaking of which, the veteran might be more decent than he was at the beginning.

"Your opportunity was not given to you by me, but by Tariq and Mocott. At that time, I really planned to just knock you to death."

Burcasso felt a little sleepy, closed his eyes slightly and said casually.

There is no need to hide this kind of thing.

"I do not quite understand."

Rumlow glanced at Tony, who was sleeping soundly in the room, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Do you think that after you complete your redemption, you will no longer bear the blood debt of those victims?"

Bulcasso spoke motionless, as if he didn't say anything. It wasn't that Rumlow hadn't thought about these things, Rumlow just wanted to hear an answer from Bulcasso's mouth.

Rumlow knew very well that the blood debt on his body would not disappear just because he made up for it.

Just like a nail driven into wood, even if it is removed, it will leave a hole. Sometimes it is done, and there is no excuse and no way to make up for it.

As he got to know the barbarians better, he understood that the aura on his body might be uglier than that of that mean Constantine.

After all, he had never done anything good before this.

"I don't think so. I may need to do more, but..."

"It's just that you don't know what to do, because it's not your turn to sacrifice in this world, and it doesn't need you to do anything for those victims?"

Bulcasio interrupted Rumlow somewhat rudely and did not give Rumlow time to defend himself.

"That Bucky, he has a little bit of kindness in him that has been overwhelmed by sin. He may be more upright and kind than you."

Bulcasso picked up the bottle and blew on it.

"But just like when I wanted to kill you, Tariq and Mocott stopped me, but when the kid inside did it, no one stopped him."

Bulcaisel has always disliked the empty statement of fatalism. If everything is destined, then everyone will lie on the ground and do nothing. Let's see if fate wants everyone to be hungry during this period.

die.

"I didn't intend to stop him, nor did I intend to save him. He was just a stranger full of sin."

"But I couldn't save him."

Rumlow shook his head.

At that time, his medicine bottle had just been poured into Casillas. Before the medicine bottle could be filled with medicine again, Bucky completely died.

"That's his choice, Rumlow."

Bulcasio glanced at Rumlow.

Would a guy with far superior physical fitness die immediately after being hit by a pistol continuously?

Unless he himself has no will to survive.

"There's something wrong with Steve's behavior."

Rumlow glanced at Tony who was vomiting in the room. Tony drank too much and was now vomiting.

Pepper was tapping Tony's back gently, and the disgusting sound of vomit falling to the ground made Rumlow couldn't help but take a look.

"The rules of death in this world are not firm. The soul of death actually goes through heaven and hell before going to death. This is very strange."

Bulkesso said casually.

Death in this world is like a girl who has existed for countless years but knows nothing about her rights, responsibilities and power.

She has authority, which is the rule itself, but she never seems to take her authority seriously.

It just exists and lets the rules run on their own.

Childish and simple.

"So the dead have a chance to be resurrected?"

Rumlow grinned, thinking he had thought of a good joke.

"That Steve has been struggling since he came here. You should think about whether there is something ulterior about SHIELD."

When Bulcaisel took action against Nick Fury, he discovered something like a substitute.

It's just that barbarians can hurt souls that makes Bulcasso not care about the substitute.

Resurrection doesn't seem to be that unusual anymore.

"If that guy is resurrected, do you plan to give him a chance?"

Rumlow smiled.

"Rumlow, you have to know that's not fair!"

Bulcaisel turned his head and gave Rumlow a deep look. Savages uphold justice and uphold fairness.

They have never used their strength to plunder good people. Even if they capture trophies, they only come from their enemies.

"You got the chance because of Tarik. Tarik has paid the price for you. But Bucky hasn't."

Tarik did not rely on the reputation of his and Mocott's ancestors to convince Bulcaisuo. They swore on the holy mountain that they would be at the forefront in the next battle, even if their souls were broken and they lost their glory.

The Holy Mountain will not disappear, and the oath will remain until they are completed.

Burqaso didn't understand why Talik would do this, let alone why Mocott would get involved.

But it was precisely because of the oaths made by the two ancestors that Bulkesso retreated.

Whether it is Luke Cage or Matthew Murdock, they are kind people themselves, and their firm justice makes them directly recognized by Bulkeso.

After passing the test of the Holy Mountain, they also directly received the teachings of other barbarian ancestors.

Rumlow is different. Except for Tarik, no ancestor will accept him, no matter how talented he is.

As for Jessica Jones, she is now preparing to pay the price under Orak's hands.

Just like Bucky, this girl has sins in her body that she doesn't want to be contaminated with.

It's just that no one will seek revenge from her. All the faults are caused by the purple man. And she is a weapon full of sin and a victim.

For Jessica Jones, the trial of Orak has a mortality rate of over 90%. Even if she had that 10% chance, Bulcaisel actually didn't want to give it to her.

A person who would indulge in pain and avoid it would be more comfortable if she was allowed to sleep peacefully.

If Jessica hadn't paid a price for the injuries she suffered, Bulcasso wouldn't have given her a narrow escape.

It just so happened that Orak had been wanting an heir for a while, especially since Madoc always showed off Luke Cage, an idiot.

"Then he died once, has he paid the price?"

Rumlow was testing Bulcasso's intentions.

"If he would come here again, I would give him the same chance as Jessica."

Bulcaisel threw away the empty wine bottle in his hand and opened the portal.

Tony Stark, a playboy who has completed his revenge.

No evil deeds, no good deeds either.

Bulkesso didn't care.

"Come on Rumlow, it's time for you to spend some time with Tarik."

Bulcasio still had to go back to the Holy Mountain to see if Casillas could be saved.

He didn't know what the disobedient disciple Gu Yi said was like.

Just like the ancestors always warned the barbarian recruits not to be too reckless and to act cautiously, but the recruits always forgot these things.

These guys can be considered disobedient.

As for Casillas, he can't be planning some boring script where he touches taboos just to prove himself.

"I plan to team up with Luke to go to the secret realm first and try out what it's like to fight as a team."

Rumlow followed Bulcaisel into the portal.

…

Steve was riding a motorcycle, followed by Coulson who was driving, and Hawkeye and Iron Rider who were riding in a car.

You can't expect a veteran who has just woken up from a 50-year sleep to know the location of a new base.

Steve hasn't even visited this city much now.

When Steve went to find Colson, he happened to meet Melinda who was planning to take some time off. He used his personality charm to persuade Melinda to go on a field trip with him.

Then by the way, I met Barton who had just come out of the infirmary.

So this time the operation was carried out by the four of them together.

Although the captain without a shield is much weaker in frontal combat, he is not completely unable to fight.

For a combat mission, after bringing Hawkeye and Melinda along, we have almost enough people on hand. Coulson is not a sluggish person. He is always on the field and can be regarded as reliable in combat.

"Captain, what is the content of this mission?"

Barton was sitting in the back seat of the car, carefully wiping the bow and arrow in his hand.

Although he is also proficient in things like throwing and swordsmanship, those are not as versatile as arrows that can be modified.

Hawkeye hasn't met the captain for long, and he can't tell that the captain isn't in a good mood right now.

Bucky's body has been sent to the Tahiti Project laboratory, and it probably won't take long for him to come back to life.

But this does not prevent the captain from expressing concern about this.

Melinda and Colson were doing what they were doing quietly.

"In support of the Howling Commandos, Wolf Warrior and Mummy lost contact at the forward base."

Steve still explained the mission objectives.

Although it was not very detailed, the message Nick Fury gave him was also not very detailed.

"Captain, there are two people running towards us in front, followed by eleven soldiers."

Coulson reported the unexpected situation ahead.

"One of those two people is the legendary killer Night Stalker John Witness. The person next to him looks very similar to him. I suspect he is John Witness's son."

Although his car is not as high-tech as Nick Fury's car, it is not too backward.

It still has the ability to detect the environment ahead, at least it can be used to observe the situation from a distance.

The image of John Witness is actually very conspicuous. For an elite agent like Coulson, that face is definitely not unfamiliar.

Although most matters involving killers can be left to the police, these legendary killers always ask SHIELD to send manpower.

After all, the police are not very powerful in terms of combat effectiveness.

Who knows that the most powerful department in this beautiful country is the tax bureau? Even those bastards selling fans immediately file taxes after cleaning up their income.

Otherwise, facing the elite tax forces, they will be worse off than the police.

Coulson did not say that the soldiers were dressed as if they were products of the Third Reich. After all, the Third Reich had been destroyed for a long time. Besides, describing the other party's clothes would not affect their combat effectiveness.

The captain and the others will be able to detect this kind of thing when they see each other, so there is no need to say anything.

At best, we can explore the answer to this question after the battle is over.

The ones running in front were naturally John Wick and Constantine. The team was reduced because Constantine used the distance he ran first to draw a magic circle, which was similar to a grenade.

But his magic was not the cause of the enemy's attrition, but the effect of the weakening sunlight after the protective suit was blown apart.

It was John Wick who dragged Constantine up and ran with him, who was in a daze.

"Ready to fight."

Steve started giving battle orders directly.

After all, there are basically no people waiting on this road. The gas station I just passed by is the last place to change roads.

Everyone he meets now is basically an enemy. After all, the images of Wolf Warrior and Mummy are very distinct. Coulson would definitely recognize them if he saw them.

"Getting out of the car, using the vehicle as cover, Patton started shooting freely.

Coles and Melinda hide behind the car and wait for the other party to reach your attack distance."

Steve parked his motorcycle directly behind the car.

Colson gritted his teeth and drifted his car "Laura" before it stopped sideways in the middle of the road.

The three agents lowered their heads and got out of the car, trying to avoid the other party seeing their specific number of people.

Although this small method cannot have much effect, after all, the number of people will be exposed immediately when the battle officially begins, but it can have some effect.

"Captain, do you want to take action directly?"

Barton was a little hesitant. Before a team of eleven people could get close to them, Barton would be able to kill them all.

As an elite long-range striker, he has this kind of confidence.

But he didn't even conduct an investigation and took action directly, which made him hesitate.

"Our enemy is probably Hydra. If they take care of the Wolf Warriors and Mummy, their combat power cannot be underestimated."

Steve didn't figure out why the killer appeared here with his "son", but the soldiers were obviously hunting them down.

Nick Fury did not tell the captain that his double was killed by John Wick due to a hit-and-run accident.

This kind of thing is really weird and not important news.

"OK!"

Patton directly drew an arrow and put it on his bow, getting ready for battle.

Coulson and Melinda hid themselves behind the wheels to avoid revealing their presence by showing their feet.

John Wick and Constantine in front saw the car crossing the road in front, and Constantine shouted out of kindness:

"Don't get out of the car, wait for us to pass!"

He planned to ask the owner of the car to turn around and run away as soon as he was able to get into the car.

After all, he didn't want to mess with these guys who were obviously not human.

It was not that he had never seen a vampire before, but this was the first time he had seen a vampire like a soldier with such strong tactical qualities.

The old-fashioned wooden-handled grenade was thrown over three hundred meters, and when it exploded behind them, he almost choked to death on a puff of smoke.

The vampire bastards he had dealt with before didn't have this level of power.

Constantine didn't need to think twice to know that he was in big trouble.

"Damn it, I can't get close to them in this environment!"

John Wick was holding his dog's body and complaining.

The Night Demon's most powerful ability is to approach the target without anyone noticing, and then assassinate him at close range.

It sounds similar to the fighting method of the legendary Italian killer, both of which involve fighting close to the target.

Stealth and lurking are what they are good at.

But how could he lurk on this wide road and dig a hole on the side of the road to bury himself?

"I advise you not to make such plans."

Constantine was out of breath from running, and his physical fitness was not very good.

After such a long pursuit, he was almost reaching the limit of his body.

Now even Mephisto's clone can't mobilize the power of hell, and even a necromancer can't find a demon from hell to take the beating for him.

"Those guys are not human, can't you tell?"

Constantine said somewhat lightly.

"I know, but it's not like I haven't killed these aliens before."

John Wicker hugged his dog's body higher.

Under constant running, his pet dog would always slide down a little.

"Believe me, they are not on the same level as the ones you have seen."

It’s not like I haven’t seen the vampire Constantine before. The last time I saw him, he spent a beautiful night with a beautiful vampire.

Then they turned each other into a beautiful firework, making the night even more beautiful.

The guys this time were completely different from the ones he had seen before. At least the ability to chase them for such a long time and even maintain a consistent pace was not what those vampire bastards could do.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow flew past Constantine's ear, causing the curious guy to turn his head and take a look.

Then he immediately started running with all his strength.

John Wick didn't even turn his head and accelerated directly.

Constantine saw the arrow piercing the head of a vampire, and the vampires began to speed up.

John Wick, on the other hand, sensed the danger and accelerated directly.

"Damn, what are those?"

Hawkeye changed the arrow from the quiver behind him. According to his experience, neither superpowers nor those blood-sucking bastards could survive head injuries without any effects.

But these guys exceeded his expectations.

"What's wrong?"

Coulson asked, it would be better to know this kind of information related to the battle earlier.

"Those things are definitely not living people. No living person can remain unresponsive with an arrow stuck in his head!"

"Whoosh!"

While Hawkeye was speaking, he let go of the bowstring. This time the arrow was not an ordinary one.

Then the soldiers spread out to avoid the arrow.

Bows and arrows do have penetrating power that is unmatched by pistols, but their speed at long-distance strikes is indeed not as fast as firearms.

The soldiers of the Third Reich found that the opponent was still shooting when they saw that ordinary bows and arrows were ineffective, so the right thing to do was to be careful.

Sure enough, the arrow exploded the moment it hit the ground.

These soldiers immediately made tactical rolls along the shock wave of the explosion.

Although this kind of explosion cannot kill them if it does not hit the body, it can damage the protective suit.

The sun has not set yet, and the sun is still a threat to them.

"These guys are elite troops, probably stronger than Rumlow's special operations team."

Hawkeye talked about his discovery.

The fighting methods of these soldiers are much stronger than the elite soldiers Hawkeye has ever seen, and they have gathered a large number of elite S.H.I.E.L.D. troops.

"Are you sure?"

Steve asked as he crouched down at the rider.

"It's hard to say, but if they want to come over, they will definitely lose their staff."

Hawkeye said as he loosened the bowstring in his hand again.

This time, after his arrows flew past Constantine and John Wick, they immediately dispersed in flight, just like the hammer cannonballs used to hit the mast during medieval naval battles.

Large-scale attacks are not so easy to dodge.

The moment the arrow was scattered, the bow and arrow in Hawkeye's hand shot out again!

The bow and arrow with the sound of breaking through the air hit the chest of a soldier who was trapped by a chain. After an explosion, the opponent's number was reduced by three people.

Except for the one who was directly killed by the explosion, the other two had their protective clothing scratched by fragments of exploded arrowheads, and turned into handfuls of fly ash under the afterglow of the sun.

"Damn, they're vampires!"

This extremely conspicuous manner of death revealed the identity of these soldiers.

"They're wearing soldier uniforms from the Third Reich! Damn, they're definitely Hydra's men!"

Steve gritted his teeth.

"Colson, are your car doors bulletproof?"

Steve asked directly.

"Bulletproof! But disassembly..."

Before he finished speaking, Steve opened the car door, fired at the connection, and then used force to break the connection between the door and the car body.

"Those guys are about to reach shooting range, and we need a forward to draw firepower."

Although these guys are unusual vampires, Steve believes that he will not die easily.

He was also a veteran who had come off the battlefield, and even in his memory, he had just finished the battle without much time.

The feeling of battle is still there, and it's particularly vivid.

Steve rushed out toward the car door, shocking Constantine.

"Why do you want to fight? Why don't you just take us and run away!"

Constantine shouted to Steve, who was rushing in his direction.

Constantine spoke very loudly, and he was already ready to grab the car as soon as he ran to the position.

The behavior of these people obviously conflicted with those soldiers, but Constantine did not!

When the arrows shot by Hawkeye exploded before, he found himself trapped in a whirlpool, but he still wanted to run.

His instinct told him that this matter would not end so easily.

John Wick has a completely different idea.

He planned to ask the people over there for weapons when he ran to the back of the car.

If he had weapons, he would be worthy of those soldiers!

The reputation of the legendary killer is not something worth defending, but his dignity cannot be trampled upon.

Steve held the car door in his hands and rushed past Constantine and the others, and then he put his weight forward and charged with his head down.

With the "shield" in hand, he can tear apart the opponent's fire net as long as he rushes forward, and Hawkeye has proven his ability.

These guys will be wiped out.

"Colson, take control of these two people as soon as they pass by!"

As they passed each other, Steve confirmed that Constantine and the two men did not have weapons on them.

And they who are being chased by these soldiers must know something!

It doesn't matter if Coulson's existence is exposed at this time, after all, the other party doesn't know that the person who shot the arrow is Hawkeye Barton.

After finishing speaking, Steve finally rushed within the opponent's attack range.

The old-fashioned submachine gun also began to spit fire!

The bullets jingled against the car door, unable to stop Steve's charge!

The size of the car door was larger than his shield, and even his legs were protected within it.

The arrows in Hawkeye's hand also began to fire one after another.

This time there was a dancing electric light on the arrow.

When Steve is about to engage in battle, using explosions is not a wise move.

The shock wave will affect the rhythm of the captain's charge.

But electric shock can make those guys lose control of their bodies.

Even though those guys no longer need a brain to control their bodies, their muscles will contract under current stimulation, which can still hinder movement.

Steve lifted the car door and bumped directly into the soldier closest to him, and then Steve felt a force no less than his own coming back from the car door.

Steve ducked, tilted the car door, and pushed the enemy in front of him out, just in time for an arrow to hit the soldier directly in the head.

Steve tore the soldier's protective clothing to pieces and watched as the guy turned into ashes in the sun.

Constantine and John Wick finally walked to the back of the car, with Coulson and Melinda pointing pistols at their heads.

"Night Demon, why are you here? There can't be anything you are interested in at the end of this road."

Colson was the first to ask, it was a bit strange for John Witness to appear in this place.

"If someone kills my dog, I will make him pay with his life. By the way, give me a pistol, and I can be considered a fighting force."

John Wicker sat on the ground and took a deep breath.

Constantine squatted on the ground, looking at Melinda who was pointing a gun at him, and took out a cigarette and lit it as if nothing had happened.

"Those guys are not ordinary vampires, at least they are completely different from the most common ones."

Constantine looked at the barrel of the gun in front of him and gave up his plan to grab the car and run away.

Constantine, who had dealt with all kinds of beings, could sense that the people in front of him had the aura of being from some secret organization.

Just like the "I am thinking" Rumlow I met before.

Constantine took a deep drag on the cigarette, and most of the cigarette butt burned away. He took off the cigarette butt and placed it on the ground, then reached out and drew on the ground with the ashes.

Although he couldn't summon the demon, he could still do it with a little magic that could tear through those vampire protective suits.

Hawkeye's arrows were fired rapidly and he quickly completed the roll call of these vampire soldiers.

Steve then took this opportunity to quickly kill the three vampire soldiers closest to him.

At this time, there were only four vampire soldiers left.

Constantine's magic circle had been drawn, and a big hand that looked like smoke and dust appeared beside Steve, pressing a vampire soldier who had just regained his mobility to the ground.

The reason he didn't do this when he was being chased before was that he could only control one or two enemies at most.

He couldn't resist the firearms in other guys' hands.

Even John Witness couldn't protect him from casting spells without weapons.

"I really don't like to use magic if it's not necessary."

Constantine put the remaining cigarette butt back into his mouth and took a drag.

"By the way, I think I saw a guy similar to you last time, named Rumlow..."

Before he finished speaking, the gun in Colson's hand trembled. Melinda relaxed a little.

"It seems like you don't have a good relationship with him."

Constantine chuckled.

After Coulson learned about Rumlow's actions, although he was grateful to this brave guy, he also had a huge dislike for Rumlow.

Rumlow personally killed many S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, and a large number of them were receiving treatment in the hospital.

Steve directly used the car door to pin down a vampire soldier, and stood on top to control the guy.

"How did these vampires come to be?"

Coulson asked directly about the business.

Hawkeye shot the last arrow in his quiver, tearing a huge hole in the protective suit of the last vampire soldier.

Except for the one controlled by Steve, all of these Third Reich soldiers were eliminated.

But before Steve could open his mouth to ask this guy, a burst of blue flames erupted from his body and turned into fly ash.

In the end, no further information was received.

Although it was a good thing to know that Hydra had such vampire soldiers, Steve still felt uneasy.

After all, none of the Hydra guys he had come into contact with recently seemed loyal to the Third Reich.

Even the Red Skull had a falling out with the Third Reich.

The guys he was facing now were full of weirdness.

"How do I know? I just saw him holding the puppy's body next to the car and went over to ask."

Constantine didn't tell Coulson about their news about Mephisto.

Perhaps this is Constantine's tenderness towards ordinary people. He does not want too many people to be involved in the whirlpool he is in.

The mysterious realm is more dangerous to ordinary people than those vampires.

After all, vampires can be explained scientifically, such as mutations and the like. But demons are a completely mysterious realm.

Not every agent can solve problems by "thinking" like Rumlow.