Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

Accardo began to recite a mantra silently, to completely let go of his restraints and show his most powerful ability.

While he was chanting the spell, Zhang Zhiwei's lightning incarnation's offensive did not stop at all. He grabbed Accardo's neck with one hand and forced a bolt of lightning into Accardo's mouth.

Accardo was forced to swallow a bolt of lightning. There was a bang in his head, and lightning and blood mist spurted out from his seven holes.

Immediately afterwards, the incarnation of lightning teleported behind him, grabbed Accardo's hands, put his knees on his back, pulled him back, tore off his arms, tore off his legs, and then tore them off. His head...

Amidst the interweaving lightning in the sky, a head with bleeding from all its orifices drew an arc in the air.

What's weird is that the head's mouth is still opening and closing, and it's still talking. The voice is very low, but everyone present can hear it clearly, as if the voice is not in the ears, but echoing in the mind. .

"Come back, come back, millions of people!"

Suddenly, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and they felt an unparalleled resentment and malice.

This malice is so strong that it seems to want to wipe out everything in this world, leaving nothing behind.

Great fear enveloped his heart, even Accardo's companion Walter was no exception.

"Accardo is... going to use... Death River?" Walter was shocked.

He had heard about the ability of the Dead River from his master, but he had never seen it with his own eyes. When his master led four Knights of the Round Table to defeat Accardo and took him in as a slave, he was still young and had no chance to witness it with his own eyes. war.

He only knew a few fragments of words from the mouths of his master and a few knights. It was precisely because he knew these stories that he regarded Accardo as the object he wanted to surpass.

As for the master Hircine, that is a sacred and inviolable existence in his heart. He is always under him and cannot be truly touched. Even thinking about it is a transgression.

He actually forced Accardo to this point. Doesn't that mean that this Tiantong leader can be compared with the master... Bah, how can a mere oriental native be compared with the master? He just forced Accardo into that state. That’s it, we are still far away from defeating him!

Walter yelled in his heart.

"What a terrifying smell. What kind of terrifying method did that guy use?" Huang Jiuye's hair stood on end, and he felt like a poisonous snake was entangled in his heart. In this situation, according to his usual behavior, it must be oil on the soles of his feet. , go as far as you can.

But now, the incarnation of the leader is still here. If I just run away, where will I lose my face?

Although he is a Wong Tai Sin, he is also a Northeastern Wong Tai Sin, and he cannot lose face.

Of course, face is not as important as life. Without Zhang Zhiwei's incarnation, he might have run out of the Magic City, but Zhang Zhiwei gave him the confidence to stay.

In front of the leader, he had to show off. He immediately launched a series of attacks on Accardo, including yellow poisonous wind, spiritual attacks, sharp blades, etc., and threw them all out at once.

Father Anderson noticed the movement in Accardo and stopped fighting with the butler Walter.

Eight blunderbuss swords appeared between his fingers, and they were fired at Accardo. Each blunderbuss sword exceeded the speed of sound, piercing the air and causing white shock waves.

His blunderbuss sword seemed to be endless, one round was fired out, and a new round appeared in his hand in an endless stream. He used the blunderbuss sword as a dart.

Even Zhang Zhiwei's lightning incarnation was using palm thunder on Accardo's head. The thick thunder light annihilated his head and blasted it into powder.

But it had no effect. A large amount of black and red blood surged out like a tide, and the blood was filled with pairs of frightened eyes.

They surrounded Accardo's remains, or in other words, they were originally part of Accardo, but now they were just released.

Immediately afterwards, pale hands stood out from the black-red blood, as if resentful souls were struggling to crawl out of the River Styx.

The first one to crawl out was a werewolf with huge steel claws on his hands. He was a subordinate of Edward Shah Sun. He was killed by Accardo not long ago, so he crawled out first.

As for the disciples who were killed by Accardo, they did not appear here because their souls were taken away by Zhang Zhiwei.

The black-red blood light spread outwards rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, it evolved from the blood light into a river of blood covering the open space in front of the church, and it continued to expand.

And in that river of blood, all kinds of miserable and shrill screams came one after another.

But soon, all kinds of screams were covered up by bursts of bursting horseshoes.

Why is there the sound of horse hooves here? Everyone looked over and saw a white cavalry suddenly rushing out of the blood river, neat and tidy, holding a spear more than two meters long, a white horse and a white armor.

They were Accardo's troops back then, the knights he had built and then devoured.

These knights are all undead. They are suspended in the air one after another, guarding his king.

And their king is tall and straight, wearing exquisite armor, with a deep and cold face, eyes like cold stars, and a head of thick black curly hair, wanton and flamboyant.

Others don't know him, but Walter knows that this is Accardo's true face, what he looked like as the Archduke of the Impaler before he became a vampire.

It can be said that this is his strongest state, with thousands of undead as his soldiers, and his own strength is displayed without reservation.

But at the same time, this is also his weakest state. After releasing the dead river, he no longer has an endless supply of life like before, and can be reborn continuously.

Did the master defeat Akado in this state? It's amazing, but now Akado only has one life left. If I attack him now, is there a chance...

Walter couldn't help but have this idea in his mind, but he quickly suppressed this idea. As long as the master is still there, he will not do such a rebellious behavior.

Walter glanced at Akado, and then quickly moved away. He knew that after this guy was red-eyed, he would not recognize his relatives except the master.

Akado waved the flag in his hand.

The knights who guarded him, with their spears in their hands, charged forward and charged at everything around them indiscriminately.

Following the cavalry charge, thousands of undead emerged from the dead river. Their number kept increasing, as if there would never be an end. It reminded people of the scene when thousands of earthworms emerged from the soil when spring came.

Akado stared at the lightning figure in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, the undead army under him soared into the sky like raindrops. They crowded together and slapped the lightning incarnation like a tide composed of human flows.

The lightning incarnation was swept by lightning, destroying those resentful souls in an instant, but their number seemed to be endless. After one wave was wiped out, another wave reappeared.

Countless weird resentful souls twisted in even weirder postures, forming a net of heaven and earth, attacking Zhang Zhiwei's lightning incarnation from the sky and the ground at the same time.

However, the thunder method is specifically used to defeat evil spirits. Only the thunder light was seen rolling, and a large number of resentful souls were blown to ashes.

The area within a few feet around the lightning incarnation was empty in an instant.

At this time, he noticed that many resentful souls had already rushed out of the church and spread outside, so he quickly used thunder magic.

The blazing lightning intertwined in chains, wrapping the entire church and forming an electric net. Those resentful souls that were about to rush out were like mayflies shaking trees in front of this electric net, and could not cause any waves.

But their number was too large, so much so that the speed of their appearance was far greater than the speed of their elimination.

The energy of the lightning incarnation had an upper limit. He relied on Zhang Zhiwei's Qi and the power of faith attached to the statue of the church. He could not withstand such a large consumption. The incarnation could not last long, let alone kill the culprit Akado.

Zhang Zhiwei's original body naturally sensed such a big commotion here. Before, because he did not want the incarnation to interfere too much with him, he set it to "do not disturb trivial matters", but the current situation is obviously not small.

He read the message from the incarnation, and what came into his eyes were the overwhelming resentful eyes and ferocious faces, they wailed, showing their white teeth, and saliva flowed along the corners of their mouths...

Between heaven and earth, countless resentful souls wailed, it was overlapping, but it was extremely turbid, extremely harsh, and annoying.

The sound was so loud that the entire block around Tiantong Church could hear it clearly, and everyone covered their heads in pain.

Wang Ai, Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others were sending him messages to rush to Tiantong Cathedral, but they were stopped by Zhang Zhiwei.

For this matter, he can go, the more people go, the more it affects his performance.

Then, he moved his body, and the whole person turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared from the resettlement area.

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At the same time, the movement of Tiantong Church also attracted the attention of the Axe Gang who had been paying attention to this side.

"Boss... Boss, what's going on there? This, this, this... Is it possible that the passage to the underworld has been opened?" The driver was greatly surprised by the scene in Tiantong Church.

"The situation is very serious. If it is not contained, it will affect the entire Demon City." Dai Chunyu also frowned.

Even Wang Yuqiao clenched his hands. He said in a deep voice: "Don't panic. The leader of Tiantong Church hasn't made a move yet. He is not anxious. Why should we be anxious?"

"You can keep calm, but some people may not be able to keep calm. Maybe they are on the way to send troops." Dai Chunyu said.

"Send troops? Why send troops? Use firearms to eliminate ghosts?" Wang Yuqiao smiled contemptuously.

Immediately, he noticed a flash of lightning not far away, and a thunderbolt flew from bottom to top into the clouds. He was shocked and looked at the sky:

"This breath... is coming. He, the head of the Tiantong Church, is finally here."

At this time, inside Tiantong Church.

On the ground, Father Anderson sensed the secret of the Akado Dead River and rushed towards Akado desperately.

He waved his gun sword and chanted the holy arts at the same time, and a large number of golden pages containing the Bible flew around.

Although Anderson was nicknamed the Gun Sword Priest, as a paladin, he naturally knew the holy arts. On each flying golden page, there was a holy art.

Some rolled up sharp wind blades, some had violent explosions, and some set off turbulence that was enough to blow people away...

Because most of the resentful souls were blocked by the lightning incarnation in the sky, Anderson finally blasted a passage with the cover of these holy arts, but this also exhausted his Bible.

The holy arts of the God Church were not easy to use. Like the talismans of Taoism, they also needed to be written in advance.

Before the action, Anderson wrote a thick stack of books, bound them into a book, and carried them with him like a thick Bible, but now, the Bible is empty.

However, it was enough. He charged with a musket sword in hand, and the tip of the sword cut through a soldier's body, cutting him in half like a hot knife cutting butter.

The soldier who was cut in half showed a look of relief on his face. After floating in the dead river for hundreds of years, he finally got his rest.

Anderson continued to attack. He pushed the ground and twisted his waist. He stretched out dozens of musket swords in succession, and flew out in a silver fan shape, harvesting a row of cavalry like grass.

"Puff..."

Black blood splashed, a large number of cavalry disappeared, and a large space was vacant in front.

Anderson continued to move forward, and the musket sword in his hand pierced the throat of a cavalryman, but the cavalryman seemed unaware and controlled the horse under his feet to trample on him.

Anderson made a strong stroke and split the cavalryman and the horse in half.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."

Anderson was panting heavily, covered with wounds. These wounds were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. This was the result of the combined effects of alchemy and divine recovery.

He stared at the dense group of evil spirits in front of him with a firm and indifferent look, skipping over the ghosts and looking at Akado behind him. In terms of his eyes alone, he was even more terrifying than those dead things.

"I am just a gun sword of God, a gun sword carrying God's punishment. I wish I was born to be a storm, I wish I was born to be destroyed!"

Anderson's voice was calm, word by word, he moved forward again, the sword was as sharp as thunder, the sword light was like snow, reflecting his eyebrows, and making his glasses reflect a cold white light.

But seeing a large number of cavalrymen fall, he rushed into the tide of resentful souls, just silently moving forward, swinging the sword, and swinging the sword again, killing one resentful soul after another under the sharp blade.

At this moment, Akado, who was standing behind many resentful souls, suddenly took out his jackal pistol. He enchanted the bullets in the gun to weaken its self-healing ability.

Then, he pulled the trigger, the firing pin hit the primer, the shell was ejected, and the rotating alchemical bullet flew out, hitting Anderson's arm, blasting a huge hole.

The injuries that could be recovered instantly in the past did not move this time, but Anderson remained calm, waving his knife with one hand and continued to charge.

"Bang!"

Akado fired again, still hitting the same position, this time, directly breaking one of Anderson's hands.

"I am the Lord's divine punishment in the world..."

Anderson remained calm, holding the broken arm in his mouth, mumbling in his heart, but his hands did not stop at all, shaking the sword light like snow, just moving forward, limbs flying, fighting with a knife, risking his life, and a large number of resentful souls were killed again.

Finally, he arrived in front of Akado, but at this moment, he had also exhausted his physical strength. He stared at the target in front of him and gasped for breath.

At the same time, in the sky under the scorching sun, in the clouds, bright lightning rolled, and a thunder shook the earth.