The helicopter cluster crossed the strait and then entered London from the only area without smoke.

After entering London, everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, especially those who were on the battlefield for the first time. They came for faith and glory, but they didn't expect that the battlefield would look like in front of them!

Like hell!

Except for the area where they were, several other places had been swallowed up by flames. Countless blood servants and vampire troops were winding on the ground. Except for the resistance at a few pillars, the other areas were silent. The whole of London was like a dead city! Only the sound of gunfire was endless!

The wailing sound of death was so harsh that it hit everyone's hearts. Father Anderson led different people. Their thirteenth class was already responsible for hunting of aliens, and they were all people who had experienced many life and death, so they looked as usual when facing such a scene.

Father Anderson frowned as he looked at the dual-wired cannon that was constantly intercepting V1 missiles not far away.

Since this weapon can intercept V1 missiles, it can naturally intercept helicopters. If the pillar they are approaching now also has such anti-aircraft firepower, it would be too dangerous for them to move forward like this!

He quickly ordered his troops to land. As for the Ninth Crusader, he could no longer control it and could only pray that Maxwell could notice his behavior.

Father Anderson was relieved that Maxwell still had basic common sense. Shortly after his troops landed, Maxwell also began to order the troops to land everywhere in London. After all the troops landed, it was time for them to cleanse the heresy and aliens in London!

However, war is not that simple? When you break into the battlefield, the war has already begun. Who cares whether you are ready?

Not to mention the low-level vampires scattered around London and looking for people to kill, the high-level vampires who were originally targeting them because of their different positions. How could the people of the Roman Church land so comfortably?

In the garden of the Warfield family's residence, the patriarchs of various major families such as Horis Warfield and Akturs Monsk sat around a table, and behind them was the location of the barrier pillar.

"They started to land, with a population of about 10,000."

After learning about the approximate number of people in the Roman Church, the vampire side, who was at an absolute disadvantage, did not look at all worried. One of them showed a happy expression: "Elder Warfield, I remember the Queen said that in this war, the ban was invalid for these invaders, right?"

The ban refers to what Remelia strictly prohibits these vampires from doing in the UK. Usually, due to the ban, these vampires have been living a very uncomfortable life. Now, the ban has been lifted! Even if it is only temporarily lifted, these vampires are ecstatic!

"Yes, the ban has been lifted temporarily. Ten thousand blood food is enough for you to spend a long time. Then, let's take action."

As soon as the temporary commander Horiz Wofield finished speaking, all the patriarchs of the major clans present disappeared into the shadows, leaving only Horiz Wofield and Aktuels Monsk sitting on both sides of the table looking at each other.

"Elder Monsk, aren't you going?"

"I think safety here is crucial, so I decided to protect this place. Elder Warfield, what about you? It's not the reason, right? That's too wasteful of combat power. I'm alone here. Or... you can't trust me?"

Monsk deliberately looked angry, as if Warfield turned against him without an explanation. However, Warfield seemed to have seen nothing and said seriously: "How could that be? But it is too dangerous to let Elder Monsk guard this place alone. What if they send elites to attack Elder Monsk? Although the church is not as good as before, who knows what kind of trump card they have in their hands? What if they take out some holy objects? Anyway, our family does not have that high requirements for blood food, so I will protect this place with Elder Monsk. This place is really too important, and it is not an exaggeration to defend it closely. What do you think?"

Seeing Warfield's appearance as if he was taken for granted, Monsk was unhappy, but he had no better reason to refute Warfield, so he had to sit quietly and admire the scene of the battle outside, hoping that his son could break through the Hellsing mechanism as soon as possible as he told him.

The war between the high-level vampires and the Roman church began again after more than a hundred years.

This time the war no longer spread throughout Europe, but was limited to one city or even one area. However, the overall significance of this war is greater than ever!

All the existing trump cards of the church and the backbone of the vampire group are all gathered in this small area. The fight between them will directly determine the future outcome of the two major forces!

At first, the vampire had an absolute advantage, summoned the demons, atomized the body, bewitched humans, controlled blood, and used special abilities and full strength to catch the Roman Church off guard!

The helicopter that had not had time to land quickly fell to the ground under the attack of bats that covered the sky and sun. The people inside were sucked by the bats before being swallowed by the flames of explosion, and the troops that had landed on the ground couldn't help. They formed an array to defend the enemy with axe guns, but the small bats easily crossed the defense line and created one corpse after another.

The body that stood up again almost collapsed the Roman Church's troops!

The former comrades-in-arms became minions in the hands of the enemy. This fact made many people panic. If Father Anderson had not stood in front of him like a strong wall and gave everyone courage, the Ninth Crusader of the Roman Church would have turned into a joke!

With the help of the Thirteenth Division, the flamethrower blocked the bat's path forward, and the holy water and the silver knife solved the corpse that had been climbed up again. As the Ninth Crusader was about to step out of the chaos, new changes were created!

The fog filled the entire area!

In the heavy fog with visibility of less than three meters, accompanied by red lights flashing from time to time, screams continued. In the thick fog where nothing was visible, the commander didn't even know the situation, so how should he issue the commander? And ordinary soldiers were even more confused. They did not wait for the commander to break the dead, but only waited for the howling before the death of their companions. Faced with the terrifying things that could approach at any time, many soldiers were on the verge of collapse.

I thought it was a war full of glory, but after the two armies confronted each other, they were about to collapse! How did they accept this?

Archbishop Maxwell, as the commander-in-chief, was even more panicked. He was not afraid of death, but was afraid that the Ninth Crusade he led would be defeated so easily. Such a fragile Crusade would be nailed to the pillar of shame in history!

In fact, we can't blame this Crusader for not being able to do it. After all, from ancient times to the present, only the Black Clan with Shirai Yue had faced such a formation. And if it weren't for Shirai Yue, the Black Clan, which even the demon army could confront, would have been removed from the list.

But Maxwell didn't know. Maxwell, who had a premonition that the Ninth Crusader was about to fail, called out Father Anderson, hoping that he could come up with a way to break the deadlock.

In the mist, Father Anderson held his glasses in half, waving his hand to split a close high-level vampire.

"It seems that this gift must be untied in advance."

To be honest, Father Anderson doesn't want to waste his power here. After all, the trump card is to be kept against Shirai Yue, but if you don't use it now, maybe even Shirai Yue's subordinates can't beat him. Since that's the case, then there's only way to act.

"Listen to my order!"

Father Anderson's voice penetrated the thick fog through the blessing of magic and spread throughout the battlefield. This trustworthy voice miraculously stabilized the army on the verge of collapse just to hear the words behind Father Anderson.

"Knights Templars! Draw the sword!"
Chapter completed!