The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

“Who is it?”

 Daofeng said while holding the knife in his hand, with sunglasses on his face, and his eyes could not be seen clearly.

One thing Coulson can confirm is that this guy's eyes must not be very good-looking.

 Perhaps it’s peach blossom eyes or something.

"Then why should I tell you? At least you have to explore this secret yourself."

Colson smiled sideways, like a comic.

Send the old lady who is not more than 70 years old on the shoulder a little higher.

Peggy Carter was coughing violently and could not say any complete words for the time being.

 “Just talk nonsense.”

As Blade Warrior spoke, he fired the submachine gun in his hand.

This time it’s not the special silver bullets, just ordinary ammunition.

 After all, Nick Fury said when he contacted him that the enemy is not those blood-sucking bastards.

 Specially made ammunition is also a considerable expense for Blade Warriors.

 Especially when he has not yet started working seriously.

Blade's income, apart from what Nick Fury quietly split from the funds, comes from eating vampires.

 But this business blade runner is just a part-time job and has no intention of treating it as a career.

Ding Ding Dang Dang~

The bullets landed in front of Colson, but they were all blocked by a figure.

 A pair of sharp canine teeth stood under the sun, and the Blade Warrior's body began to tremble.

Handsome and handsome face, and a pale face that looks like it has just been painted.

That face still had a mean look on it.

 “Dracula!”

 “Accardo!”

 Two shouts, calling out two different names.

 Integra couldn't hold back his emotions either.

 The reunion came suddenly, breaking through the inner defenses of this powerful woman.

 “Ha, I am Dracula now, and I am more comfortable than that Acard.”

 Dracula turned around and stood in front of Coulson.

 There is certainly no reason for his sudden appearance, but it is more important for him to deal with acquaintances now.

 “Where have you been?”

Integuerra shouted loudly, his tone stern and hopeful.

 Accardo will not die, she is sure of this.

  In other words, the trust in the vampire named Accardo has exceeded all common sense.

 Even the despair that this belief evolved into was just the fear that he would never see the vampire again in his lifetime.

 Human life is ultimately short.

 The love between an old woman and a vampire boy is not very attractive even if it is written into a novel.

 “I have something to do, and the matter between you and me has come to an end. Integra~”

 Dracula was already standing behind Integra, speaking to the slender neck.

 Looking like he’s about to bite it off at any moment.

 He ​​opened his mouth and stretched out his tongue to trace Integura's neck, but in the end he did not bite hard.

 It was daytime now, and he was no longer the servant of the Helsing family.

 Some things can no longer be done.

 Dracula appeared in the middle, opening his cloak.

That look is a bit strange, but if it appears on the stage, it will look much normal.

“As for why I appear in this place, that’s probably what you should ask, but I don’t want to tell you.”

 Dracula looked at the sun in the sky with a smile on his face.

 Green smoke appeared on his skin, but it soon disappeared due to his recovery ability.

 The feeling of being burned by the sun was a bit strange. He had never experienced bubbles before when he was Accardo.

 “What have you done to yourself!?”

 Integra asked seriously.

 The Accardo she knew would not be burned by the sun. The guy in front of her had changed.

Dracula just smiled and said nothing.

While he was temporarily putting down his work on the Weeping Angels, he hooked up with an interesting guy.

 A little bit of intention to cooperate has been reached.

This cooperation will not allow him to break his promise to the barbarians, but it is not harmless either.

 He stretched out his hand, with two rings on it, one black and one white.

 Dracula has seen death!

 Death cannot kill him from time, but it can take away some of his ability to move.

 For the sake of his own existence and freedom of will, Dracula chose to cooperate.

 It's just that this part of the matter cannot be discussed with Integra and those barbarians.

At this time, the Blade Warrior finally got rid of the embarrassment of standing there shaking like Parkinson's, and raised the knife in his hand tremblingly.

 Isn't fighting a bad thing? Death is not something to regret for him either.

He had a strange feeling in the dark. He would get a lot of benefits by killing Dracula in front of him. At least getting rid of the blood of the vampire in his body would not be a problem.

 Annihilation observed the battle from higher up.

 A little boring.

  But this is a means of studying your own allies.

 The matter of Lord Skyhammer finally attracted his attention, and Annihilation began to pay attention to Diavolo.

This emphasis only appeared when Diavolo refused to hand over a share of destruction to him.

 No one will be left alone, and the same is true for annihilation.

 When facing guys who were roughly equal to him, his IQ, which had been offline for a long time, was finally awakened.

“Want to fight me? No, you look like you want to kill me.”

 Dracula said with a smile, but his body became tense.

 From the knife wound in Blade Warrior's hand, he felt some danger.

 Death cannot end his life.

 Because it exists on the concept of time.

 But destruction can still kill his existence.

 Just like what Annihilation did when they killed Leoric.

 The sword is a small temptation of annihilation.

 Dracula appeared in this place because he found Diavolo!

 Because he has no awe, Dracula doesn't have much fear of the Dread Demon.

 And if Diavolo can't kill him, then there's nothing worth caring about.

But Diavolo made an offer that he couldn't refuse, and of course he didn't want to refuse.

Haunted by death!

This is what Diavolo asked him to do. No matter what death wants to do, Dracula only needs to try his best to cause chaos.

 Annihilation has told Diavolo some information.

For example, eternity is now unable to intervene in the battle between them, and death is not good at fighting.

All it takes is one unkillable guy to tangle with to make the battle between the barbarians and the Burning Hell seem equal.

 What Diavolo has to pay is to continue the Helsing family and to have a good fighter.

Since Helsing used vampires to help him kill monsters before, there seems to be no problem with having another demon now.

 The demons of the Burning Hell are much easier to use than the weaker ones.

 “I feel like I can kill you.”

 Blade Warrior's hands finally stopped shaking.

 He spoke as if to embolden himself, and the knife in his hand began to spin around him.

"Interesting."

Dracula's hands passed through Blade Warrior's chest and grabbed the weird heart.

 Vampires and vampires are not the same thing.

 Dracula never considered himself a good person.

With a pop, the heart was completely crushed.

The Blade Warrior's body fell forward, and the knife in his hand slashed Dracula's cloak.

Colson looked a little ugly as he carried Peggy Carter, who was about to expire.

“Okay, can you send me away first? Mr. Dracula?”

Colson said this, his face already impatient.

 Agent Carter is really about to die, and he still wants to see Peggy Carter as a human being, not a transformed demon.

 This is something he and Murdoc have agreed upon.

“You’d better pray that you don’t mess with me at some point.”

Dracula gritted his teeth and said.

 By the way, he stepped on the Blade Warrior.

 Dracula is very vengeful and despicable.

Now he is not the Vlad III of Akkado, but a hybrid of a demon and a monster in time.

“It doesn’t matter, on the other hand we can’t do anything to you, right? Hurry up, I can’t wait any longer!”

Colson said this and pointed at Integra, who was standing there and ready to charge.

Then the finger said goodbye to him.

“You will always regard me as a nightmare, because any of your actions may offend me, all because of my mood.”

 Dracula said this.

 Then wrapped Colson and Peggy Carter in cloaks, and disappeared the next moment.

Integra walked to the Blade Warrior who was already lying on the ground, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Perhaps she can find a way to keep the Blade Runners alive. After all, the Helsing family's trump card is not just a vampire.

The Frankenstein and them are also inextricably linked.

There seems to be no problem with Blade Warrior's body being used for this surgery, at least it's better than death.

 …

 The moment Colson left the city, Kingpin finally calmed down.

His body is covered with wounds caused by heavy hammers and spears. There is a green rope wrapped around his feet, and the other end is connected to Agent Hill.

 “Angels are bullshit!”

 Kingpin hit Anderson on the helmet with a hammer, and then was slapped on the head by Steve with a shield.

What was supposed to be a battle of superb skills turned into an out-and-out brawl, which was particularly ugly.

 “Then what are you? A lackey!?”

  Anderson's helmet was somewhat deformed, but he still accurately penetrated Jin Bin's chest with the spear in his hand.

This is not the first time that effective damage has been caused, but each time the damage is like falling on an inanimate person.

"I am who I am!"

Kingpin roared and opened his hammer, knocking back Rumlow who had just rushed up.

 His body was shaken violently, and it was obvious that he did not feel well after this collision.

“What is your purpose! There is no need to come to this place to cause trouble in Xunsi. There is only one possibility for you to come here, and that is to be put on the operating table and studied!”

 Agent Hill began her unique speech.

 Intimidation and the like are sometimes useful.

 Especially for a guy like Kingpin, the huge family fortune makes it seem like he has no choice.

If SHIELD wants to cause trouble for someone, there are many ways to do it.

 The institution that inherited Nick Fury’s black heart will not make things easy for Kingpin.

Hill still has a hard time understanding why Kingpin is crazy enough to dare to cause trouble in S.H.I.E.L.D.

 “Ahem! I think I need a doctor to at least stop the bleeding for me first.”

Constantine was smoking the cigarette he took out of Nick Fury's drawer, and said to Melinda, who looked very ugly in front of him.

“As for the Lord Tianhammer, I think there is almost no problem.”

Constantine hugged the cigarette in his hand and pointed to the dining place not far away that was best for observation.

 Aurel and Imperius are still there.

 Constantine happened to remember the existence of these two men.

 Especially the power of hope remains fresh in his memory.

 “Do you understand?”

Prius said as he chewed a hot dog and pointed at Kingpin.

The aura of Diavolo on that guy is so obvious that there is no need to hide it.

 The long battle has exposed his true identity.

 “There is also death and life.”

 Aurel touched her belly with a look of thought on her face.

 The power of death is not a good thing, and even Diavolo's favorite demon subordinates cannot be immune to it.

  Kingpin is a bit strange.

“Then let these guys finish it first, we have to do something.”

In Prius clapped his hands and stood up, walking towards the center of the battle.

 Solarion appeared in his hands, and the temperature reached a point where the people present could not bear it in an instant.

Those paper documents started burning in an instant.

 “Hey! Hey! I need healing! Archangel!”

Constantine waved his one arm and shouted towards Imperius.

 The wound on the broken arm began to bleed again, with some pus.

 Obviously the white blood cells in his body have made a tragic enough sacrifice.

 And this guy is still watching the battle scene, quite willing to watch the fun and risk his life.

“There is no Archangel here, there are only Imprius and Auriel, Imprius is not good at healing~”

In Prius stood staggeringly in front of Jin Bin, and pushed aside Rumlow, who had just rushed up again.

Morcott's soul has been felt by him. Due to his previous experience of being beaten violently, he doesn't have a good attitude towards Rumlow.

This is just to express anger, because Prius has no intention of hiding it.

Solarion was gently lifted up, and the flaming tip was pointed at Jin Bin's chest.

“Now, tell me what you know? I’m a little curious.”

The heat from Solarion was enough to give a free perm, and both Constantine and Rumlow's hair began to curl up.

 Anderson didn’t have to worry about being hurt by the power of courage, while Kingpin himself was bald and could only see some sweat.

"Roar!"

 There was a sound that was not like a human voice coming from Jin Bin's mouth, and his body swelled up little by little.

The markings that could still be regarded as having a bit of a sacred aura were shattered in an instant.

As a subordinate of Kull, Lord Tianmai can still be considered to be somewhat related to "god".

 But now, this guy has become a member of the devil.

Especially after Diablo took control of it himself, this was a complete tragedy.

“An unlucky person who has been calculated against can’t be saved even if he retains some humanity.”

Aurel also stood up, but she was walking in the direction of leaving here.

 It's time to find an angel, Angel Dawson, there's no point in making her a saint again.

 But maybe she would be interested in being an angel.

 Higher Heaven has to add some manpower.

 Auriel, who didn’t know what Israel had done, thought so.

 With a smile on his face.

From time to time, his eyes glanced at a maternal and child supplies store opposite the SHIELD building.

 Being a mother?

 This is a novel experience. For Auriel, this experience gives her a different understanding of hope.

No matter how many mothers and children I have seen, it is always a bit shallow if I have not experienced it myself.

  Kingpin has begun to transform into a demon, there is no need to continue to observe.

 Anderson failed to bring some courage to Kingpin, and Kingpin was not worth the energy Oriel and the others spent.

 The whole thing is as simple as that.

Archangels may be merciful when needed, but humans can be selfish and this is understandable.

 As an expectant mother, Oriel needs to think more about her children.

“What follows is a grand miracle, everyone, don’t blink!”

Constantine smiled very ferociously with his white teeth exposed.

Although he never leaves his mouth, his teeth are very white.

 Thinking about it, he either followed the doctor's instructions and had his teeth cleaned on time.

 Either there is the corresponding magic that can do this.

 His broken arm wound began to scab, and his expression showed no change.

Melinda looked a little nervous.

 When she encountered trouble before resigning, Melinda realized that her civilian career was almost over.,

 Resigning is also unlikely.

With Nick Fury away, the consequences of leaving S.H.I.E.L.D. without permission are a bit troublesome.

 The current situation is better than taking a vacation.

"ha!"

 Rumlow shouted loudly, and the hammer in his hand turned into the hammer of the ancestors again!

 The figure of Mocott appeared behind Rumlow with an unhappy look on his face.

The souls of the ancestors raised the huge hammer and smashed it down with Imperial and Kingpin.

Whether it's a demon or an Imperius, he wants to beat it.

 And this is no longer such a big burden for Rumlow.

 If you get some benefits, you should also bear the corresponding responsibilities!

 For example, some sudden ideas of ancestors.

 It is better to fight than to suddenly want to eat meat.

  That is to say, Mokot is the kind with relatively few desires and requirements.

 “Die!”

Morcott let out a war cry that penetrated deep into his soul!

 The merciless hammer of the ancestors falls again!

But he was blocked by Imprius holding a spear with one hand!

 “Long snack, Mokot.”

Inprius said this, and then used Solarion to pass through Kingpin's chest.

“This is just a messenger who brought Diavolo’s letter of war.

 As for Lord Sky Hammer, it seems that it is no longer useful to Diavolo."

 Prius said as he drew out his spear.

 Looking up at Constantine with amusement.

 It’s fun to have a mental battle with humans.

Because Prius wanted to know what else Constantine could come up with to impress him.

 If he could grow an arm, Constantine's current performance would not be enough.