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Chapter 237: Have you heard of the Holy Grail War?

"Click out the surveillance footage of St. Peter's Basilica," said Mark.

Anya operated on the keyboard, and all the surveillance cameras on the screen disappeared, and only the surveillance perspective of St. Peter's Basilica was left on the entire screen.

A huge scarlet eye turned on the screen, which shocked everyone's hearts.

Finally, the picture gradually lengthened, and the vampire Zach Tampby appeared in front of everyone. He had a hideous smile on his face, revealing his sharp teeth like a beast, and his sickly old face made him look even more crazy.

His hands were filled with unknown eyes. Not far away, the EU officer Ester's eyes were empty, and blood was covered with his cheeks, but he was still breathing and still looking dead.

...This is not good news. Not dying means that these vampires plan to deal with him in a more cruel way.

"You should be watching, right?" Zach Tampby's voice came from the computer.

There was a microphone on the camera so they could hear what he said.

"As you can see," Zach Tampby spread his hands: "My people are enjoying your lovely subordinates. I have to say that the bloody soldiers are indeed delicious. We should thank you for giving us such a bloody feast."

As he said that, he grinned and smiled grimly, "Then... we are going to enjoy you soon. Wash your neck and wait for us. Devout believers should be delicious too. Well, just listening to your wailing sounds when you are tortured is worth the fare. Thinking about it, my blood begins to boil. Pray to your God!"

"But... I think suicide is a better idea, but I seem to hear that suicides cannot go to heaven."

As he said that, he seemed to feel very funny and laughed while covering his stomach.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly and he directly squeezed out the two eyeballs in his hand. Blood mixed with mucus flowed on his hands, and a scarlet and fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"So...see you later."

quiet--

There was silence in the tunnel, and the uneasiness and despair on the faces of believers were almost beyond words. They wanted to run away, but they never thought there was only one entrance or exit.

The place that seemed easy to defend and difficult to attack now became a perfect burial place...

"It's over, all dead, all dead. We're going to be killed by vampires soon."

"No, it's torture, just like that person, he wants to torture us! Life is worse than death!"

"God, save us!"

Harris' eyes were red and staring at Zach Tampby on the screen. His anger was burning in his heart. His whole body was like a volcano about to erupt. He bit his lips tightly, and even if he bites out blood, he seemed to be unaware of it.

Mark's face was also a little solemn, and he grabbed the short stick with his right hand. Panic and despair gradually occupied the hearts of all of them...

"Zach Tampby." Van Helsing spoke at this time. Compared to the rest, her face was relatively calm, and her eyes were filled with a terrifying fierce light. She continued to suck the clouds and spit out.

"A few hundred years ago, the slag that was subconsciously ignored by the Holy See because it was too weak. When can this eighteen generations of garbage lead the team to the Vatican?"

After a pause, Van Helsing sighed himself: "It seems that the power of the Holy See has weakened to an unimaginable level in recent years, so is the angel really saying it? The Dharma-Ending Age at the end of the God's Punishment..."

"Van...Helling, Mr. Van Helsing, are we finished?" Zarahag asked.

"End?" Van Helsing seemed to hear something funny and smiled disdainfully: "This is as naive as the things the Holy See dealt with back then as if they were going to kindergarten. Why do you think these things can destroy the Holy See?"

After saying that, she seemed to realize something, and when she saw the clothes the old man was wearing, her aura immediately weakened.

"Sorry, Lord Pope, I'm rude."

The Pope is God's perpetrator on earth. Even Van Helsing has to give him some respect, not respect him, but respect the God behind him.

Zarahag was not concerned about this: "It's okay, Lord Van Helsing, can you defeat these monsters?"

"Of course." Van Hessing raised his mouth and threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it and carried the cross on his shoulders. "We are the servants of God and the perpetrators who punished God on the ground. Our mission is to extinguish the last drop of blood of the blasphemous fool!"

"Those children died to protect us..." Zarahag's voice was hoarse, "If possible, please send those vampires to where they should go."

"where?"

"hell."

"Hahahahaha!" Van Helsing raised his lips and laughed wildly: "I began to like you, this pope."

"Then we will guard their attack based on the terrain." Mark analyzed calmly.

"Guard?" Van Helsing shook his head: "It's taking the initiative to give them a good lesson and let them know how expensive our tuition is."

She cracked the corners of her mouth and showed a cruel smile: "As you wish, the Pope, don't even think of running away."

As she said that, she stepped directly over everyone and walked over.

...

"It'll be here soon~"

Zach Tampby walked in the tunnel, grinning, and walking while grinning. Behind him were a group of vampires wearing black black-blocking suits, with uniform steps and thrust on the ground to make a thud resonance sound.

It was as if the sound of the blade curling hollow was from far to near, and his high hat broke under Zach Tampby's sudden contraction of pupils.

Puff~

The vampires behind them seemed to have noticed something, but the tunnel was so narrow that it was too late to avoid it. The next second, they seemed to have been cut by some sharp blade, one part from their waists, and blood bloomed...

Zach Tampby widened her eyes, looking disbelief, and he looked into the distance with a trembling look. At the end of the tunnel, a woman with a big black hat on her head walked over with a cross, and her left hand was playing with a double-edged flying knife.

"Oh, I missed it, it seems useless for hundreds of years, but I'm still unfamiliar. If you don't wear those troublesome things on you, it would be more convenient to use magnesium to bounce it."

...

Akado, the king of vampire, is really too strong. In a sense, even the Moon in the water monster state cannot kill him. Of course, he can't kill Moon.

Both are immortal, but once the water monster leaves the water, it loses its immortality, and the power of the nuclear bomb can be achieved.

But Akado is different. In addition to his powerful recovery power as a vampire, his immortality also has millions of lives in his body. If you want to kill him, you have to kill him millions of times.

How long can a nuclear bomb last?

Nuclear bombs can't kill him. Even if there are millions of nuclear missiles, would he stay in an open space and shoot someone?

Will you not devour his life if you kill him tens of thousands of times?

He is too strong, even if they have voids, they can't resist it more.

So Chara created Van Helsing, and in the Royal Knights, he forced Dracula out of the Death River with just four people, and even defeated him.

Her body template is similar to the data of Walter, and Shay specially equipped her with a cross that represents something, and is born with the power to restrain vampires to bullets, which is easier to use than Holy Water...

In the plot set by Charia, the ancient and powerful vampires and were killed by the people of the Holy See, and only some weak ones were temporarily ignored, so this group of vampires is not difficult to deal with except for their immortality.

They can't dodge bullets, but they can predict ballistics to avoid them early based on their past experience. As long as the firepower is dense, it will not be difficult to deal with.

As long as it is targeted, with silver on the bullet or even holy water glued, killing them is as simple as killing a chicken.

The group of soldiers was not as dense as the firepower network, and the second was that they were equipped with few silver bullets, which was the reason for their failure...

...

"No, this is impossible, you can't live until now!" Zach Tampby said in horror.

"I also think I can't live until now," said Van Helsing. "But this is God's will, God has allowed me to live until now, so you should thank God..."

Before he could speak weakly, Zach Tanbi took the lead in attacking, and his whole body rushed over like an arrow, with fierce light flashing in his eyes, but what came towards him was the heavy weight of the cross.

boom!

The cross slammed it hard on the ground, and the ground collapsed like a spider web. The cross pressed against his face tightly, and twisted his cheeks.

"The Temple Cross, the conventional bullet is 13mm silver-inlaid blasting armor-piercing bombs are soaked in holy water. The grenade launcher on the other end can fire 35mm depleted uranium bombs and blasting armor-piercing incineration bombs. It can easily break the armor of any main battle tank. Of course, it was my time. The whole body was made of holy steel and weighed 130 pounds."

Van Helsing patiently explained the cross at his hand, saying that I was still intoxicated by myself.

"What a charming weapon, it's worthy of you...Leonardo da Vinci."

"Mark, who was chasing behind, suddenly shrank his pupils when he heard this: "Didn't that die hundreds of years before you?"

Van Helsing didn't look back: "It seems that this era has indeed worn out too much. Have you ever heard of... the Holy Grail War?"

"What is that?" Harris asked.

"It's too troublesome to say." Van Helsing looked at Zach Tampby on the ground and said, "What are the plots you have, or how much have you penetrated the regime in this world? Spread out all the information you know."

Zach Tampie raised the corner of her mouth tremblingly, "I tell you you won't kill me? You kill me."

Van Helsing grinned with a very ferocious smile.
Chapter completed!
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