The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

Just when everything was going in a good direction, the situation in Silas and Integra was completely out of control.

The Weeping Angel, a monster that cannot be destroyed by external forces, completed the first wave of expansion with the help of the mercenaries who watched it, and the entire castle fell into the fear brought by the Weeping Angel.

The Weeping Angels whose regular movements were discovered at first did not cause panic, but the moment the mercenaries who were watching them were transformed into Weeping Angels, panic began to break out.

Every time you blink, they will take action, and every time you open your eyes, you can see these guys marching a long distance towards the crowd with twisted and terrifying faces.

I can't look at them for a long time, and I can't stop looking at them.

This dilemma made these mercenaries completely lose the idea of ​​resistance.

Fighting monsters is not their professional scope, so panic is the natural outcome.

Wherever the Weeping Angels go, all humans contacted will be transported to a certain time period in the past and spend the rest of their lives in that place.

Whenever a mercenary is teleported to the past, a tombstone will appear in the garden behind the current castle.

The tombstones are engraved with the years of birth and death of these people, but the strange thing is that their years of birth are later than the years of death.

Such weird tombstones will not make those who see them wonder whether the two numbers are engraved wrong, but will feel sincere fear in this absurdity.

Because of the ravages of the Weeping Angel, the mercenaries in the entire castle have lost the will to fight and are fleeing in a hurry.

The beekeepers belonging to the peripheral Pioneer Technology had already invaded the interior of the castle, and then ran into the Weeping Angels who were preparing food.

At this time, Integra was already sitting on the helicopter, and Silas was still sniping at the enemies with his huge gun.

It's just that this kind of sniping won't last long, and this kind of resistance has lost its meaning.

The pilot has already started the helicopter and will leave this terrifying castle just waiting for Integura's order.

Then just beyond their sight, the Weeping Angel appeared in the shadows!

"Silas! Get ready to leave."

Integra had no scruples about the plans of the mercenaries who had not yet left, and his cold eyes were hidden in the reflection of his glasses.

These mercenaries are not her subordinates, they are just a group of hyenas who work hard for money.

They have long been prepared to be abandoned and die at any time, so they do not need Integra's sympathy.

"My men are still down there! Wait a minute!"

Tarnard shouted sternly, knowing that his request was a bit too much for his employer.

But he was in a situation where he couldn't allow this originally most correct decision to be implemented.

The long whip that had its tail cut off had fallen apart, and now he looked like a mad dog that had lost everything.

As mercenaries, his team has the best reputation, but this does not change that they are a group of ghouls who eat the wealth of war!

Joining the battlefield, winning, and partying is their life.

But these people also have their own feelings.

"I said, take off!"

Integra said without mercy, and then a firearm was pressed against the driver's head.

Tarnard violated his proud creed and made a threatening move against his employer's safety, but he had no choice.

Then his neck was directly held by Silas. The power of a vampire was not something that an ordinary person could resist, even if this vampire had not sucked blood yet.

"Captain Tarnad, put down your gun! I will not tolerate you threatening the director's safety!"

Silas is fulfilling her duties, and protecting Integra is one of her tasks.

"If we take off now, you will have to stay in this place with me."

Talnad's one eye flashed with a fierce gaze, and he was not afraid of the bare hand on his neck.

The camaraderie, or brotherhood, made him willing to risk death for it.

This mercenary is confident that he can blow the driver's head off even after his neck is strangled.

The muscles will automatically tighten to complete the shooting action, but he knows nothing about the power of vampires.

"Your brothers have become one of the tombstones behind the castle. They are dead!"

Integra's voice was slightly higher, and then Silas directly broke the firearm in Tarnad's hand at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, making a crisp sound!

Silas's human side prevented her from using violent means to stop Talnard's behavior. She could have simply broken off the gun-holding arm.

But she couldn't bear it. This kindness seemed stupid and meaningless, but she still did it.

"Leaving now will at least save your life! I say take off!"

Integra said sharply, and then the helicopter began to take off, when the sound of the propeller covered everything.

Everyone was focused on waiting for the moment of takeoff, and no one noticed the hand of a Weeping Angel clinging to the helicopter's support.

The moment the helicopter took off, the angel climbed up and turned over easily. A long and narrow hand appeared behind Tarnad, and the mercenary captain was teleported to a certain time period in the past.

At this time, Silas reacted extremely quickly, directly cutting off the Weeping Angel's support on the plane with a wave of his hand.

When the Weeping Angel fell directly towards the ground, her ankle was firmly grasped by the Weeping Angel!

Although she had blocked the Weeping Angels' movements with her sight at this time, it was already too late.

The two people fell towards the ground like falling stones. Integra on the plane stared wide-eyed and had no time to shout anything.

The moment Silas's body blocked Integra's sight, the Weeping Angels regained their ability to move, and then Silas' figure disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only the Weeping Angels.

The fangs straightened their fingers.

"Silas!"

Integra's exclamation came out at this moment. She threw off the earphones, held the gun in her hand and fired violently at the falling Weeping Angel.

But when the bullet hit the Weeping Angel, it had no effect at all. It just scratched out a few sparks and disappeared.

The Weeping Angel, who was being stared at, fell motionlessly like an ordinary stone, until the sound of a heavy object falling was heard on the ground.

Then Integra calmed down, put the gun back in the holster, and folded his hands in front of his chest.

"Go back to London!"

Integra's sadness only lasted for a brief moment, and then she returned to her expressionless look.

At this time, she was not qualified to feel sad. Now she needed to witness the end of this war with her own eyes!

Moreover, Tegula's emotions were completely hidden in her heart when she was betrayed by her relatives. Even though Silas' figure disappeared from sight, she would no longer show weakness.

A look of weakness will only bring about greater malice from those who are full of malice. She already understood this when she cried at her uncle's threats.

She felt Walter's death, but because she and the mercenaries were under threat, she could not show her emotions.

She felt Accardo's disappearance, but she couldn't show weakness.

At this time, the only person she could trust also disappeared, but she was not sad at this time.

Integra felt that he would see Accardo and Silas again. They were vampires! They would not die easily.

"Director?"

The pilot spoke loudly, and because of the huge noise on the helicopter, he wanted Integra, who was not wearing headphones, to hear his voice, so he could only roar at the top of his lungs.

"Continue to central London, I'm going to find Perwood! You know his location!"

Integra took the headphones from the seat next to him and put them on his head, then sat quietly on the seat with his hands folded with an indifferent expression.

Among the tombstones on the ground, there is another tombstone covered with traces of time.

The handwriting on the tombstone, which does not look like it was carved with a carving knife, can still be clearly distinguished despite the erosion of time.

On it is Tarnard's handwriting. The beautiful cursive calligraphy makes this tombstone look a bit fancy. The tombstone also has a depiction of Tarnard's still handsome face despite his old age.

"Talnad, a brave warrior. A fighter who never gave up resistance.

He no longer exists as a human being, he and I have become one.

This man never gave up hope of living until he was too old to pick up a cigarette.

With the blessing of angels, we are united.

Under the gaze of angels, we merge.

Surrounded by angels, we are united in love.

For love, we sleep until we wake up.

Love makes us immortal - Silas Victoria & Tarnard"

No one can continue to identify the inscription, it just stands there alone.

Five Weeping Angels appeared around them, standing here, seemingly waiting for something. Their hands rarely covered their faces, but seemed to be blocking something strangely.

Those bodies that should never show signs of damage are actually covered with cracks.

The Weeping Angels looked at each other, but their originally ferocious and terrifying faces actually showed a soft emotion at this time.

Or maybe you can vaguely see the corners of your mouth rising, as if you were relieved.

The blood-colored traces of a five-pointed star are emitting red light at the feet of these Weeping Angels, twinkling faintly.

"The bird of Hermes is my name, it eats its own wings to control my heart"

A string of somewhat obscure words were written in blood on the ground, changing from dried blood to fresh blood.

The dried blood finally turned into a bright red color, as if it had just been written with fresh blood.

This sentence comes from a book on alchemy called "Ripley's Scroll".

A simple explanation is:

"In order to cross the ocean, the bird of Hermes eats its restless feathers so that it can continue to fly firmly, even if its wings have been eaten away, even if this determination will accelerate its own death. As long as all this is

correct.

And I am named after the Bird of Hermes!"

This is the glory of the martyrs.

These words engraved on Accardo's coffin, gloves, and even life are the obsession of this vampire king!

"Only humans can kill monsters" is Accardo's insistence.

And Accardo felt infinite pain for his transformation into a monster, and praising his longing for life was his original truth!

In an instant, all the Weeping Angels around were shattered into pieces, without even a single extra movement, cleanly.

The words written in blood on the ground disappeared in an instant.

Mephisto was the first to appear in this deserted wasteland.

"Vampire, then I leave it to you."

Mephisto disappeared with a smug laugh and a twisted smile. In the process, he did not reveal the slightest breath.

None of the hell demons want to attract Bulcasso, so they all act very carefully.

Mephisto got the most perfect work, even though the vampire's origin had nothing to do with him.

"I'll do what I want, it's ridiculous!"

Another figure followed closely behind, wearing old-style aristocratic clothing, with a pale face and two sharp fangs.

The scarlet cloak spreads out along the arms raised sideways, like a terrifying bat.

Accardo?

No!

Now he is Dracula!

Vlad Tepes Dracula!

In the process of fighting Mephisto, the devil of hell, both beings are fighting for control of the body.

Both of them are constantly eliminating the consciousness of other lives, just to become the only controller of this body.

The two are constantly competing in this racing competition, and the most likely outcome is that the winner takes all!

In this process, Accardo took the lead in mastering Schrödinger's soul and power in a backward state, so he succeeded in being able to accurately find himself between existence and non-existence!

In the last step of his reappearance, when he could succeed as long as he defeated Mephisto, the King of Hatred, Acardo was corrupted by Mephisto, the King of Hatred.

The hatred for God, the hatred for life, the hatred for no one looking for him after he disappeared.

All emotions that could inspire hatred were incited by Mephisto, and he turned into a monster full of hatred.

Losing oneself is the most terrible punishment, and becoming another existence is the beginning of disappearance.

No longer insisting on the concept that "monsters should die in the hands of humans", all that is left is the endless hatred spawned by the devil of hell.

The monster between existence and non-existence has perfectly avoided the weird defensive power of the Weeping Angel. At this time, he is the only one who can kill the Weeping Angel head-on.

"How hateful, why do you have powers similar to mine?"

Dracula turned his head and looked at the Weeping Angels approaching in his direction not far away, with an ugly smile on his face.

Then he glanced at the tombstone next to him that was full of words, and Dracula smashed it into pieces with contempt.

Then he gracefully raised his cloak and disappeared.

Those Weeping Angels encountered the most terrifying threat, and their originally indestructible bodies were disintegrating little by little.

These Weeping Angels cannot even escape.

Dracula is everywhere and never exists.

Therefore, the Weeping Angels remain in a state of being observed and unobserved. At this time, they are just a harder stone statue.

"Hurry up, only I can control this power, your existence is so hateful!"

Dracula's cold voice sounded in this deserted place, and along with the sound of the Weeping Angels falling to the ground after being smashed, this place became particularly terrifying.

No one knows where Dracula will appear after he solves the problem here.

…

"what is that?"

He was watching the death of those Cybermen souls from his throne with strange expressions.

She sensed a presence beyond her authority.

When she shifted her gaze to where the aura was, she could only see broken stones on the ground.

But she could feel that the aura full of hatred was observing her from a distance.

"No one can avoid or escape death! Unless it is my privilege!"

Death suddenly stood up from the throne and roared with anger for the first time.

The immortal is her hatred that will never let go of the other person, and the deceased is her gift to a life immersed in pain.

Being immortal is a contempt for her authority and a blasphemy against the rules of life!

And a being beyond her control appeared, and he actually dared to follow her gaze in the opposite direction!

Death couldn't stand this kind of existence at all, so she became angry.

This is more serious than having the bones of your hand cut off by Bulqueso!

The Bulcaisel who hurt her was only powerful enough, but as a living being, it still followed the rules of life and death.

Bulcasso's actions were offensive, but Bulcasso, as a person with a broken soul, was never qualified to replace her.

So she doesn't care about the existence of a human being who is powerful beyond imagination, and this person also has the opportunity to upgrade the world.

So Death chose to give in to Bulcaisel, and the worst he could do was not meet him.

But Dracula actually peeked into the kingdom of the dead through her eyes, and this guy couldn't tolerate it!

Existences that are not bound by her authority should not appear in this world!

"Frank! Go find it and kill it. I will return the souls of your wife and daughter to you, and you will live forever with my permission!"

The power of death followed the ring on her hand and was transmitted to Frank along with this message.

Frank, who was walking aimlessly at this time, felt the power and command belonging to his master.

The endless power of death surged into his body from the unlocking ring. The black turbulence on Frank, who was still a human, surged, and his face became exactly the same as the skull pattern on his chest.

The wild grass that was still growing strong around him dried up in an instant, and then turned into fly ash.

It was as if the reincarnation of life had ended in an instant, leaving only the silence of death.

"ah!"

Frank's extremely strong nerves could not withstand the discomfort caused by being eroded by the power of death, and he let out a sharp and twisted scream.

The last gun in his hand became dark and plain.

But Frank instantly understood what he could do with this gun.

Using the divine power of death as a bullet, all lives hit by it will perish, facing death itself in the kingdom of the dead.

That is the realm of death. Death, who can exert all authority without scruples, is worthy of his status as the creator god.

That is not a force that conventional existence can resist.

Frank Custer, The Punisher.

He has now become the agent of death. Apart from that simple transaction, he has only one final mission, which is to find the existence that offended death itself.

Then use all available methods to send that guy to death.

Or make that guy disappear forever!

Frank felt how powerful he was, and then tightened the gun in his hand.

For his family, the Punisher can do anything!

Then Frank, Agent of Death, can only do more!

"Death? I am everywhere and never exist. So can death catch up with me?"

Dracula revealed his cold figure and faced the gaze of death with a provocation.

He also wants authority.

Dracula, who is still undecided with Mephisto, is particularly thirsty for power.

Under the rule of hatred, although he did not lose, he was always suppressed.

Dracula, who was completely immersed in hatred, hated everything and became the best power collector of the King of Hatred!

Mephisto, the most ancient demon lord, has deep thoughts about his brothers and sisters from afar.

He is immortal against Dracula's current attack, and even death will be unable to do anything to him.

The monster filled with hatred chose the first goal, which was to bring down the being who dominated matters of life and death.

"Why can you control life and death? Why could I only welcome death? Do you know how hateful you are?"

Dracula continued to provoke in a subtle way.

“Ah!!!”(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Death turned into a skeleton and kicked his throne to the ground.

The endless dead in the distance are trembling, for fear that they will offend death and enjoy endless torture.

The white ring on her hand split into two in an instant.

Then the extra one flew directly in the direction of the World-Destroying Titan.

The power shown by Dracula is very restrained from the rule of death, so death itself has to give birth to another powerful existence, and even does not hesitate to use the power of life that she does not fully grasp.

Between life and death is Dracula!

Therefore, only through the combined efforts of life and death can we have a chance to defeat Dracula.

Death will not set free those who seek her power!

In order to become as powerful as she is today, the efforts she has put in and the risks she has taken are simply not enough to be appreciated by outsiders.

Even after death at this time, she still did not return to the peak state she should be in!

She will never hand over the authority she gained after paying so much evil price, not even to anyone!

…

"Is this a gift from my goddess?"

Thanos looked at the white ring that suddenly appeared in front of him with surprise on his face.

As a competent licking dog, he perfectly showed the state when the goddess he pursues gives gifts.

First, he was overwhelmed with ecstasy by the surprise. The open mouth on the purple head occupied one-third of the position, and you could even see the bright red tongue.

Then there was deep suspicion and disbelief in the result. He scratched his head and observed the gift in front of him with a very cautious expression.

He is having a fierce ideological struggle: should he wear the ring or keep it as a memorial to watch every day?

[Does wearing a ring given by death count as an engagement?]

Thanos is completely immersed in his own fantasy!

Then I just couldn't wait.

Thanos put the white ring on his hand without any hesitation.

[Go to hell with worshiping every day, this is a gift from the goddess!]

Thanos was so filled with ecstasy that he almost lost the ability to think.

Then this extremely talented world-destroying Titan instantly felt the rules of life.

The balance between life and death lies in continuation!

"I understand! My goddess!"

Thanos roared loudly with fanaticism, as if this was the only way to better demonstrate his loyalty to the goddess.

"The dead will become the nourishment for the balance of the universe, so that the living can continue better!"

"The more living people there are, the closer the universe is to destruction! Only by constantly bringing death can the universe continue forever and the tragedy of Titan not be repeated!"

"I will carry out your wishes, my goddess!"

"I will kill half of all life in the universe and let the universe develop in the longer term!"

"When the universe is on the verge of destruction, I will take action again to balance everything!"

"My goddess! How noble you are! How far-sighted you are!"

"Death is rebirth! My merciful goddess!!!"

Thanos praised loudly, then put the ring on his hand and rubbed it on his rough face.

Like an excellent licking dog who is crazy and trapped in his own world.

However, his praise made the angry Death even more angry!

"Thanos! You are not allowed to enter my kingdom before I give you permission!"

The sound of death spreads throughout the world, making sure Thanos hears it clearly!

Death's wrath was once again misunderstood by Thanos.

"I will! My goddess! Before I complete your mission, I will not step into your palace again! Your will is my goal!"

Thanos shouted loudly, even with tears in his eyes!

In his opinion, that is Death's love and trust in him! The restrictions are just to enable him to complete the task better!

All I can say is "dog licking is real cowhide"!

…

As for Perwood, the situation is not optimistic.

Although the battle on the outer battlefield has ended, and victory messages are constantly being received in the headphones, everyone here is looking nervously at the only entrance.

Luke's never-ending roar had begun to become weak and hoarse.

Even with the help of blood bottles and steel nerve talents, he withstood the waves of attacks from the Silences.

But he has not yet adapted to the barbarian lifestyle, which consists of nothing but fighting.

Although he has the top life-saving talent of "steel nerves", his nerves are not really made of steel.

Silence's ability to be forgotten as soon as he looked away forced him to face this battle more attentively, and the mental effort he expended caused waves of discomfort in his body that should never be tired.

"Luke!"

Jessica's voice rang out, and Jessica who finally arrived at the scene was covered in pieces of flesh and blood from the monster Silence.

Although she suffered a lot when she first came into contact with silence, she soon found a way to face silence.

It was precisely because of this that she didn't call Luke's name at the beginning.

After knowing what kind of difficult enemy Luke was facing, she did not cause any trouble for her lover.

Knowing that she finally wanted to meet Luke, she called Luke's name!

Then a masterful orak-like blow shattered a silent skull!

"Jessica?"

Luke did not look away in the direction of the voice. Falling in love while fighting was the stupidest thing to do.

His prudence will not make Jessica sad, but will make that strong woman feel more love.

"A warrior only thinks about how to chop the heads of the bastards in battle." This is what Orak said most often when teaching Jessica.

As the ancestor of the barbarians who experienced the most tragic battles, every word spoken by the God of War Orak was heavy.

Because of his focus on combat, Orak became the barbarian god of war.

"Luke! If you need some rest time, go in first. I will remind you during this time! You can take the corpses of these monsters to rest, so that you will not forget these guys!"

Jessica roared loudly, then launched a jumping slash and appeared in front of Luke.

A huge silent head exploded under her feet, and the sound was as dull as a fart.

"Roar!"

Luke pulled Jessica behind him, and then activated the skill of ignoring pain.

Although his war cry has become hoarse, it is still full of violent energy!

"I'm a warrior!"

Jessica bypassed Luke's protection and smashed several Silences with one charge!

"you are my wife!"

Luke also launched a charge together, cutting off several silent necks with the war blade in his hand.

"Then let's fight together until we die together!"

Jessica shouted loudly with a smile, and even Perwood and the others who were still in the room could feel the sweet and greasy feeling.

But there seemed to be a lemon flashing before my eyes.

They knew nothing about the situation outside and could sense the intensity of the battle from the movements outside.

Luke's roar before started to reveal his fatigue, but now Luke is full of energy again!

The battle continued, and at this time Jessica's body was injured by the lightning released by Silence.

There were cracks in the charred skin, and blood flowed directly to the ground in the direction of Perwood and the others.

"Jesse!"

Luke shouted the nickname between them as husband and wife, and ducked to block a series of silent lightning bolts with his strong body.

His body's defenses were broken again, and blood began to flow from the wounds.

The blood of the two people mixed together and flowed towards the dispatch room.

It's like being attracted to something.

The dispatch room is located under the Elizabeth Tower, one of the most famous attractions in the city.

But this is also one of the most beautiful attractions!

The blood of Luke and Jessica drew a five-pointed star around Perwood, who was holding the detonator in his hand on the seat!

"The bird of Hermes is my name, it eats its own wings to control my heart"

The scarlet blood outlines the beautiful cursive characters, which are already Talnad's somewhat fancy notes!

A coffin that had not decayed over the long years slowly broke through the ground and lifted Perwood up.

In a panic, Perwood carefully put the detonator aside, and then in shock, the coffin boards were blown away and thrown to the cold ground.

A blond woman wearing a Hexin uniform sat up, her eyes red!

"Mr. Perwood? Is this the Battle of London? Looks like we're back, Captain!"

Silas Victoria!

A vampire's life will not be taken away in a mere hundred years!

She returned to the present again through her long life!

"My dear, I'm glad you called me back as soon as you woke up, but I'd rather you call me husband."

Tarnad's frivolous voice sounded, floating over from behind Silas.

It's just that his hair is full of white, and although his face is still handsome, the traces of time are still imprinted on his body.

His life has ended, and he has lost his virginity long ago and has no chance of being transformed into a vampire.

But the two of them still lived forever.

Tarnad was the first life Silas sucked, and so far the only one.

Talnad, who had his blood sucked, was already on the verge of death from old age, so even after becoming another life of Silas, he did not regain his youthful appearance.

But that's not important.

The important thing is that love makes them eternal!

"Then let's start fighting. I think you can't wait to see Integra. In those years, you always said that you really wanted to see if she would change her cold expression when she saw us."

Tarnad returned to Silas' body, but the voice still sounded.

"Then let's go, my dear!"

Silas's voice was cheerful, completely ignoring the stunned onlookers around them because they had transformed into living beings.

"Why are you here? Weren't you arranged by Integura to another place?"

Perwood said something submissive, because of everything that happened suddenly, he seemed particularly cowardly.

"Mr. Perwood, after this battle is over, I will slowly explain to you that the battle is more important right now, and our comrades are still fighting hard!"

Silas finally stood up and stepped out of the luxurious coffin.

Her original white stockings had turned into a bright red color. It seemed that the place they were transported to by the Weeping Angel was not a peaceful place.

"Honey! If you smoke inside me again, I will beat you up."

Silas said casually, but with a happy expression on his face.

Only then did everyone see that Silas's left hand was completely made of blood.

This policewoman who originally had no personality and looked more like a human being than a vampire finally took on the appearance of a warrior.

A zigzag flash of blood flashed, and Silas appeared in front of Luke and Jessica, using a shield formed by blood to block the lightning released by the silence.

"Silas, don't look away from those monsters!"

Talnad felt the special power of silence at the moment of the battle, directly reminding Silas how to face these monsters.

The relationship between him and Silas is completely different from how Accardo dealt with River of Blood.

Accardo dominates everything with his own will, while the relationship between Tarnad and Silas is completely equal.

The scene that Talnad saw will not appear in Silas's sight, but Talnad can help Silas think and analyze the battle situation.

This was the fighting style the two of them had developed in those "past" years, and they had spent one deadly battle after another in this way.

The Weeping Angels will suck the time power generated by the person being teleported away and feed on it.

In their past lives, there had never been a vampire with such an endless lifespan, so they made the mistake of dealing with Silas.

Although Silas and Talnader were unable to escape from the house guarded by the Weeping Angels at the beginning, the physical attacks of the Weeping Angels were as useless to the vampires as a joke.

Fight then flee, then fight again when discovered!

Then he fought the beekeepers who were hypnotized by Murdoc, and this continued until all the mercenaries were killed.

In this repetition Silas has become a mature warrior!

The tacit understanding and affection between the two also continued to heat up during those years, until the moment when Tarnad was about to die.

"Then dear, call out your brothers, their consciousnesses are all with you. We need their help."

Silas swung the blood-condensed sword, and then chopped several silent bodies into pieces.

As Silas finished speaking, a human figure began to appear in the thick blood behind her.

The blood river of Silas, all the different consciousnesses in this blood river are controlled by Talnad.

Silas did not want any changes, these consciousnesses were absorbed by Talnard.

This is a river of blood that belongs exclusively to Silas. Even Accardo cannot do this kind of thing.

What's more, Accardo has disappeared, and only Dracula still exists!

"Another battle? When will this kind of battle end?"

The first solidified mercenary complained loudly, then took out his gun and started shooting at the silence.

"Fight until we all die for Silas. She is your sister-in-law. Who has any different opinions?"

Tarnad stood loosely at the front, smoking a cigarette and talking.

The souls of a group of elite mercenaries are much more powerful on the battlefield than the civilians in Akkador's Blood River.

And they all have consciousness, so they can form a complete formation.

"It's like this every time, blocking our consciousness at the critical moment. We don't have a captain like you!"

The other mercenary roared loudly, and then was punched back by Tarnad.

"Are you worthy of knowing the process?"

Tarnad said angrily.

However, Luke and Jessica, who finally escaped from the battle, felt a little weird.

They have always been the ones spreading the dog food, but this time they actually tasted the dog food. This feeling is a bit magical.