"what is that?"
The major was looking at the cracks in the ground from his airship, with the same fixed smile on his face.
It is a bit difficult to let a mechanically modified person have rich expressions.
"Demon, that's real hell."
Behind him, Mephisto's clone appeared here.
Facing the helpless Hellboy, the only thing he can do is to leave that dangerous place.
Hellboy has now become the passage between hell and the world, and the door to hell that is forcibly opened is far more dangerous to him than Rorschach and Jessica.
Temporary retreat is also a wise choice. As long as the killing of the last brigade continues, he can still become stronger.
Therefore, for his future plans, he had to appear at the major's side to persuade him.
To prevent these beings who collect souls for him from being completely destroyed here, for this clone, there will be no better tools than these madmen.
"So what are you going to do? Monster."
The major's tone was a bit sarcastic. He didn't care what he was facing.
Being able to kill Accardo is his victory. Even the ending of complete destruction is good news for him.
"I want you to retreat and strike again at a better time."
Mephisto's phantom tone was cold.
"The contract between us has been completed, what else do you plan to do?"
The major turned around and whispered to Mephisto, his teasing tone making the demon a little annoyed.
"You don't think there's any manipulation in our contract, do you? The devil's contract is never about charity."
Mephisto is now a little angry, and even threatens to use the loopholes in the contract.
"Are you saying that you used the devil's words as patterns to write down the conditions? I wonder if you can read my signature on the contract yourself?"
"Your signature is not important, only the blood you left behind represents the contract between souls."
Mephisto stared at the major in front of him, black smoke rising.
"Congratulations! The blood stains on the contract are not mine. Haven't you seen my body structure?"
The major tried his best to crack the corners of his mouth, making his smile become more ferocious.
As a modified guy with only part of his brain left, the major wanted to sign a contract with his soul, but there was no other way except to squeeze out his brain.
The blood was that of Captain Bellbruff, which meant that the person who signed the contract was the werewolf who was seeking death.
"You will regret it!"
Mephisto roared loudly, then his voice died suddenly.
Blood Queen Neve has appeared on the airship. This woman wants to complete her last revenge and then wait for the end of her life.
Nivi stretched out a palm, and a powerful mana wrapped Mephisto's body like a ball.
Nivi is now squeezing her own soul in order to cause effective damage to Mephisto.
Most of the suffering Neve encountered after waking up was caused by Mephisto.
Revenge should also be prioritized, so Mephisto became her first target.
"Now, devil! Take the pain!"
Nivi shouted sharply in her voice that was beginning to grow old, and she clenched it fiercely with her outstretched palm, and an overwhelming sound immediately came from Mephisto's body.
"Wonderful, a battle between extraordinary beings turns out to be like this. A powerful collision of forces, with no trace of skill at all!"
The major stood there and applauded, knowing very well that he was also a target of revenge in Nivi's eyes.
But he was not afraid at all.
It would be better to say that he had completely given up fear when he felt near death for the first time.
The light in Mephisto's body began to expand, and he no longer retained his power.
The Nivi in front of him had told him clearly that this was a battle that ended with a death mark.
The two powerful mages began to fight with various strange spells.
The major was the only spectator on the side.
The battlefield on the ground has finally changed.
Accardo finally plans to liberate Blood River.
"The bird of Hermes is my name, it eats its own wings to control my heart!"
Accardo stood on a high place and read out his words of liberation with an ugly face. The torrent of blood began to erode in all directions with him as the center!
Not far behind him, Gabriel was standing there, watching the scene in front of him.
"Accardo, it seems you are ready to wake up?"
Gabriel's body was shining with bursts of light.
"You are not human now. I will not die willingly in your hands, Van Helsing!"
Accardo turned around, and now he no longer looked that enchanting and handsome, but now he looked like he was wearing armor when he was the Impaler.
"Accardo, or you should be called Dracula now, I just want to ask you something."
Gabriel stepped lightly on the ground and levitated.
"What are you going to ask? Ask me if I regret it?"
Accardo's face remained calm, and he was equally emotionless when facing the angel.
It doesn't matter whether it is a river of blood or a river of death. It is just the power of the deepest anger after betraying faith.
"I want to confirm, are you awake now? If you are still disturbed by those countless souls, then I have nothing to ask."
Gabriel's face showed an emotion of compassion. A pair of wings behind him were fluttering, but his body remained unwavering, without even a trace of shaking.
Accardo's spirit has long lost its original appearance after he absorbed countless souls.
For every blood he drinks, he gets a human life.
Creatures that feed on blood and soul are so weak, and a soul that has lost its self is so sad.
"Me now? It's okay if you want to call me Dracula."
An expression appeared on Accardo's face, and he felt a little bit relieved as he no longer had to be enveloped by the whispers of his soul.
He is like a cage, managing the thoughts of millions of souls with his own consciousness.
Even he himself couldn't be sure at that time whether he had been affected.
"So, Accardo, do you still hate God?"
When Gabriel said these words, a blue halo was swelling around him.
At this time, Gabriel showed holiness and compassionate kindness, and no longer had the stubborn fanaticism before.
"Gabriel, you actually asked this question? Didn't you get the answer from me when you were still Van Helsing?"
Acardo finally showed a crazy smile, his face filled with resentment.
When Accardo was a teenager, he might have believed in the "omnipotent" God more devoutly than Father Anderson, but when he was violated, the cold touch and puncture on the cross he was holding tightly in his hand The pain in his palm made him suspicious.
Are all the hardships he encountered just tempering?
Accardo became suspicious for the first time.
As he grew up, Accardo finally stood at the pinnacle of local power. In order to protect his land and subjects, he treated the invaders in the most cruel way, and then was "betrayed" by everyone.
"The Lord will not tolerate your cruelty, piercing the male!"
This is why his subjects chose to betray.
With these words, Accardo was beheaded by the executioner.
At the last moment when his consciousness dissipated, the angry Impaler lowered his head and licked his own blood, becoming Accardo, the ancestor of the "brutal" and "terrifying" vampire in front of him.
He began to resent his faith, and this hatred was also his interpretation of his faith.
Accardo believed in the existence of the "Lord", but he continued to deny God's "justice" in his heart.
"I understand. You feel that human beings should not leave all their destiny to the Lord for judgment, so I turned into a human to bring you your first sleep."
Gabriel lowered his head and spoke slowly.
Van Helsing, the first generation of the Helsing family is the incarnation of this angel.
With compassion, he allowed Accardo to find peace until the descendants of Van Helsing awakened Accardo again.
"So Gabriel, what are you going to do now? Facing the same monster, I will not lose!"
Accardo raised the sword in his hand and spoke loudly to Gabriel in front of him.
With a wild smile on his face.
"Perhaps, you can choose to become Van Helsing again, and then try to see if I will fall by your sword again!"
Accardo's eyes were filled with expectation, or rather compared to Anderson and Matthew whom he had previously been optimistic about.
Van Helsing, who successfully killed the monster Accardo, is more trustworthy.
"I just want to give you hope."
Gabriel closed his eyes and spoke calmly to Accardo in front of him. Gabriel is no longer the angel he was before.
"I only hope that I can truly sleep forever in the hands of humans!"
Accardo's stoic face was a bit irritable.
The soul he released has already begun to move, attacking those huge demons like army ants.
Millions of souls overwhelmed the sky and launched an attack on the demons from hell on the ground.
Those hateful soldiers in the last group also became their targets, and their overwhelming numerical superiority was enough to bring all this to an unknown ending.
"Accardo, I want to give you hope."
Gabriel's face became sacred, and his expression of compassion was particularly serious!
"My hope is that humans no longer have to be your lambs. All I hope is that humans can truly use their own will to do whatever they want!"
Accardo's voice suddenly became sharp.
"Even if their own choices are wrong, or they choose to be the 'evil' party, or even choose to become monsters?"
The wings behind Gabriel began to glow with azure light.
"If that's what they decide from their hearts as humans, that's hope!"
Accardo raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Gabriel in front of him.
"Then, let me see what kind of principles you said humans would adopt in a doomsday situation."
Gabriel rose directly until he disappeared from Accardo's sight.
Not far away, Section 13, which had been reduced to one person in constant fighting, had arrived in front of Accardo.
"How dare a dead body move freely in front of me? You should just be chopped down to the ground like a straw!"
The fiery holy flame on Father Anderson's body outlined the shadow of an angel.
Behind him, the golden flame showed an image of an angel holding a spear in his hand.
"Anderson, should I praise you for being able to break through millions of souls and come to me? But are you a monster or a human now?"
Accardo said with some inexplicable emotions.
He could feel that the angel's image had affected Anderson's will, which made him a little embarrassed.
Monsters can only die in the hands of humans. This is evidence that humans are capable of defeating gods. Accardo wants to use his own existence to prove this.
Because it is impossible for the messenger of the gods to defeat him, only humans can make Accardo die willingly.
"I am the sharp blade of the gods, and the enemy of the Lord is our enemy!"
Anderson shouted fervently and launched an attack on Accardo. The bayonet in his hand flew like a meteor, and a curtain of fire composed of holy flames pressed up.
"I don't have time to play games with God's lackeys. You should turn your target to those demons first. At least until you understand who you are, I don't have time to deal with you."
Accardo put the long sword back to his waist and walked towards St. Paul's Cathedral.
There is the aura of a pure human strongman there, the source of hell's power.
Accardo intends to make the human world a little fairer.
Hellboy is now the "Destroyer of Worlds" and he plans to find a way to close the passage between hell and the world.
Accardo's body turned into a pool of blood, and a red light streaked directly across the ground. Wherever he passed, whether it was the demons crawling out of hell or the monsters in the final group, they all turned into one. Beach fragments were scattered on the ground.
"Accardo!"
Father Anderson roared loudly, and the bayonets in his hands flew in the direction of Accardo's departure one after another, but not even a single attack hit Accardo's blood.
…
"Is this a demon? It's almost like the one I saw in the secret realm."
Rumlow swung the giant hammer in his hand and smashed the head of a huge demon, panting.
There were already a lot of injuries on his body, and it was not as easy as before when facing these demons.
"Whatever, the most important thing right now is to get rid of the enemy's headquarters quickly!"
Matthew smashed the toes of a huge demon with an ancestral hammer, causing the demon to bend down.
"ha!"
Casillas charged towards the demon from the side, and the violent collision from Canuk got him into a posture, allowing him to plunge directly into the demon's head.
Then Rumlow shook his head, broke the demon's neck with a giant hammer, and pulled Casillas out of the hole in the demon's head that was larger than a human.
"Your fighting style is about to mature, but it's a pity that you can't fight alone yet."
Rumlow said with a headache, and then threw the half bottle of wine hanging on his waist on the ground.
The previous battle caused the demon's blood to pour down the bottle mouth, and this bottle of wine was no longer suitable for drinking directly.
"I have to say that the fighting style of the Kanuk ancestors is indeed inspiring."
Matthew shook off the blood on his weapon and said smoothly.
Then a charge caught Steve from mid-air, who was knocked away by the demon.
Steve's superb fighting skills prevented him from suffering much damage in this battle, but there was still a big gap between him and those big guys in terms of strength.
"Is the enemy's command post the falling airship?"
Steve pointed at the falling airship in the sky.
The battle between Neve and Mephisto caused the airship to lose power and was spiraling downward.
"I've never seen an airship fall off in a plane crash."
Matthew, a blind man, told a cold joke and then took the lead in charging towards the landing point of the airship.
"Matthew opens the way, then I will take Casillas and kill them all the way. There are demons everywhere on the ground anyway, so it's not considered to be doing something insignificant."
Rumlow said casually, took out another bottle of wine from his backpack and poured it into his mouth.
"I'm going to crush these bastards with my brains!"
Casillas roared loudly as soon as he took a breath.
His eyes turned into a ball of red light, and he launched another attack aggressively.
"It's an unimaginable way of fighting. I finally know why Ancestor Kanuk smashed himself into pieces."
Rumlow grinned and said:
"This is more exciting than imagined!"
Rumlow lowered his head and launched a charge in the direction of Casillas. He originally preferred to jump and slash to join the battle.
…
"Hellboy! Put down the sword in the stone in your hand!"
Rorschach hit Hellboy's horns hard with the nut hammer in his hand. Following the force of the shock, he twisted his waist, and the weapon in his hand hit Hellboy's waist with a strong wind. between.
Rorschach, who had been taught by Bulkeso, was naturally more accustomed to the whirlwind move. Although he could not add thunder during the rotation, the Kamamaita formed by the strong wind alone was already a powerful force.
"Roar!"
Hellboy had lost his mind at this time, and the sword in the stone in his hand was swung directly at Rorschach with the flames of hell.
A huge roar directly interrupted Rorschach's whirlwind.
Now Hellboy has gradually taken control of hell, and Rorschach alone is not enough to change his actions.
"Xia!"
Jessica used Leap Slash again, and the ax in her hand hit the flaming crown on Hellboy's head.
After she landed and stood firm, she struck out with a series of blows, leaving a series of wounds on Hellboy's body.
It's just that these wounds began to heal immediately after a burst of fire.
The huge demons not far away began to approach St. Paul's Cathedral as if they had been guided.
"I think this guy has lost his will. Who has any effective way to target him?"
Constantine and Demio stood in the corner with disgrace and watched the game. The current situation was not optimistic for them.
In a battle of this level, Demio was not qualified to intervene even if he transformed into a man-eating tiger, let alone the "weak" Constantine.
When Constantine said this, he turned his head and looked at Demio on the side, his eyes twinkling.
"My bullet aimed at Hellboy has hit Mephisto, what else can I do now? Find reinforcements!"
Demio shouted angrily, feeling a sense of malice in his mind.
"You want me to sacrifice? Then you should make it clear!"
There was the sound of teeth clashing in Daimio's mouth, and his expression was a little gloomy.
He was well aware of Constantine's habits, and if this kind of fighting continued, something unacceptable would likely happen.
If Hellboy continues to hold the Sword in the Stone, the city will suffer even more damage.
Daimio felt as if he was ready.
"Don't be so pessimistic. Now that the door to hell has been forcibly opened, I should be able to call some powerful demons over."
Constantine said with a smile.
[It’s just that you may have to pay some sacrifices]
Constantine thought this in his heart, and took out the charcoal pencil in his hand and began to draw on the ground.
Since Mephisto's clone has gained power before, calling the original body seems to be a good idea. If it goes well, there won't even be a need for sacrifices.
"Hello, Mephisto, can you hear me?"
Through this magic circle, Constantine's voice was transmitted to hell without any interference, and all the hell monarchs could hear this somewhat despicable voice.
It's just that they didn't have time to respond, because in front of them an existence that couldn't be ignored was looking at them.
Mephisto carefully covered his waist, his face looking very ugly.
According to their original plan, when Hellboy opens the passage, they will rush into the world in a swarm, and then build a paradise for demons in the world.
Incidentally, they turned Hellboy into their puppet and became the pillar of the passage.
But now is not a good opportunity.
Because the moment the hell passage was opened, Master Gu Yi stood in front of them holding this dagger that made a chirping sound.
"Ancient One, we have not violated our contract with each other."
A forced smile appeared on Satanis' red and blue face.
Although a few hell monarchs can indeed defeat the Ancient One in a head-on battle, the current Ancient One is not the mage who can only stand in the front and constantly challenge them.
As soon as they leave Gu Yi's sight, the mage will appear behind them the next moment, and then they will hear three "chirps" and lose one side of their waist.
The legendary dagger seemed to be a little too easy to break through their body defenses.
"I just made sure that you will not appear in the world. After all, Anu N Rama is the conspiracy created by you."
Gu Yi casually wiped the blade of the butcher knife in his hand, and the dagger let out a soft "chirp", which sounded a little cheerful.
"I have to say that if you don't stop the 'World Destroyer', then the balance of the world will be broken!"
Mephisto said angrily. After the door to hell was opened, he immediately felt that his clone was causing trouble.
So now he is the most anxious one.
If the avatar becomes independent, it will be even more troublesome than the Witch Heart Demon running away.
His clone has the same authority as him, and if it is not dealt with in time, he may directly fall to his own level.
"That child just learned bad things for a while, and someone will wake him up. I just want to make sure that a new king of hell will not appear in the world. Can you understand?"
Gu Yi looked calm and his tone was serious.
This made these hell monarchs look very ugly.
"I said, we want to close the portal to hell more than you do! That madman made hell a mess last time!"
Satanis roared loudly, but at this time, the face of the Hell Lord present suddenly looked much better.
"Marduk!"
Gu Yi muttered casually, and his figure flashed.
All the beings present heard three "chirps" and a "pop".
"who is it!!!"
The hoarse voice came out, and a big demon with three evil dragon heads appeared in everyone's sight.
It's just that the three heads are constantly turning, seeming to be looking for something.
As the most powerful demon in hell, Marduk has surpassed several weaker hell monarchs in terms of power.
If this guy hadn't had the power until now, he would have become one of the Lords of Hell.
Satanis and Mephisto looked at Marduk's flustered and furious expression with strange expressions, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
They have all experienced the feeling of being stabbed through the waist with a pig's knife. The pain is really unbearable.
"Marduk, can you go back to sleep honestly now?"
Ancient Yi floated next to Marduk's three heads in a secretive manner and whispered.
"Ancient One! How dare you stand on the territory of hell, I won't let you go!"
Marduk's three heads opened their mouths and roared together, and then spit out flames.
Satanis and Mephisto's expressions turned even uglier.
Marduk is so powerful that he can even put Prince Lucifer at a disadvantage in a head-on battle.
So this guy always competes with Prince Lucifer for the title of Satan, but the only problem is that this guy's head doesn't work very well.
Maybe it's because his three heads have completely different ideas.
"That's really good news. I just plan to kill a guy who doesn't affect the rules of hell to tell them to know how to avoid."
As Gu Yi spoke, the dark dimension of his body unfolded directly in hell.
In the blink of an eye, Satanis, Mephisto and Marduk were locked inside.
"This is Dormammu's dark dimension. How could you, Ancient One, kill Dormammu!"
Only Marduk, who had been sleeping until now, knew nothing about this and let out a horrified roar.
Satanis and Mephisto's expressions became even more ugly.
If you can kill Dormammu, then it is not difficult to kill them.
Nightmare and Prince Lucifer have proven this.
Opening up your own dimension represents a full-scale battle.
It was very uncomfortable for them to encounter this situation.
This is too dangerous, especially for Mephisto.
If he is sent to be reborn, perhaps when he wakes up, his authority will be occupied by that clone, forcing him to give in.
"Hell! Hell! Burn endless fires! Hell, countless malices will rise, and his soul will be burned for eternity!"
Mephisto began to chant a spell, but his body stood motionless.
This is a wrong example for these magicians. After all, no one will quietly watch the magicians chanting spells in front of their faces.
"Yes, that's it, Mephisto, I will block Ancient One's route of action for you, and use your most powerful power to directly crush her soul!"
Marduk roared loudly, and then while breathing flames, he rushed to Ancient One's side and started fighting.
By the time he saw the mockery in Gu Yi's eyes, it was already too late.
Mephisto released his evil spell and bypassed Ancient One, hitting Marduk directly in the face.
One of his heads let out a violent scream, causing the dimension to tremble slightly.
"Mephisto, what are you doing! Our enemy is the Ancient One!"
"Idiot, haven't you understood that Mephisto has betrayed us! Satanis, take action quickly!"
Marduk's two heads roared loudly, and then continued to fight Ancient One.
Satanis nodded, then raised his hands high, and two energy balls, one red and one in a basket, flew towards the direction of Ancient One carrying huge deterrent power.
Then bypassing Gu Yi, he stuffed it directly into Marduk's mouth.
"Dear Master Supreme, now can you believe that we have no plans to go to the human world?"
Mephisto bowed respectfully and said. After hearing this, Ancient One used the power of the dark dimension to directly wrap the completely confused Marduk into a ball, and crushed it easily.
Marduk's power was enough to maintain an undefeated battle even when facing Mephisto alone, but facing three opponents who were at the same level as him at the worst, he directly received a painful defeat. fail.
What's even worse is that he received a full-force sneak attack from Satanis and Mephisto, which completely destroyed him.
If Marduk, who has no authority in hell, wants to be resurrected, he will need the help of at least two hell monarchs.
And the Lord of Hell, who was now able to move freely, had just plotted against him.
If this big brainless demon hadn't been a good fighter, he might have been abandoned by these hell monarchs long ago.
"Then, let's just stay here quietly and wait until the end comes."
Ancient Yi slowly put away the dark dimension and continued to stroke the blade of the butcher knife.
This is a very obvious threat.
The two hell lords in front of them could only silently acknowledge this outcome.
After all, they don't want to face the same guy as Anda Kurgas before.
However, the death of Marduk caused Baal, who was lurking in the origin of the nightmare, to speed up his resurrection. The pure and ownerless power made his body tremble violently.
And the devil's origin is shining fiercely.
That was a prompt when faced with a threat, but no one had time to pay attention to this light now.
So Nightmare, the king of hell, can almost be declared cool.
The moment Baal is fully resurrected, his authority will definitely be taken away completely.
Then become the master of hell in this world.
…
"Anu n Rama?"
Accardo has arrived at St. Paul's Cathedral. His face is particularly ugly.
As a vampire with a long life, he knows the story of Hellboy very well.
At this time, looking at Hellboy who was wielding the Sword in the Stone, he directly joined the battle!
He who had released all his soul would be killed, and that moment represented the freedom of all the souls in the river of blood.
But facing the current Hellboy, he couldn't pretend that he hadn't seen anything, so this battle was urgent.
"Xia!"
The angry flames on Rorschach's body have emerged, and coupled with the pair of light wings belonging to justice behind him, Rorschach has used all his strength.
Jessica had stepped aside.
Jessica's combat power can only be used as a diversion at critical moments, and her strength is not enough to intervene in dangerous frontal battles.
Each of her attacks was stuck at the right time, but each one came back with serious injuries.
She is still much weaker than Rorschach, not to mention Hellboy who has fully unleashed his power.
"Constantine, are you okay?"
Daimio shouted loudly at Constantine with a pistol in his hand.
From the time the magic circle was formed to now, nothing has changed at all.
"Maybe that guy is doing something important, and I'm thinking about whether to put it up as a sacrifice."
Constantine's face was a bit ugly. No matter how much the demons in hell hated him, they never ignored his call.
His gaze shifted to Daimio, his eyes a little unbearable.
After his soul was intact, he could no longer sacrifice his teammates without any worries like before, so he was hesitating.
But the hesitation only lasted a moment. He had faced this kind of thing more than once.
"That's enough. If this catastrophe can be ended, I can accept it even if you want my soul!"
Daimio emptied the bullets in his pistol at Hellboy, and then said to Constantine impatiently.
The situation outside is getting more and more dangerous.
In the last group, only a few scattered forces were left fighting, and most of the church's paladins were killed.
Not to mention the sacrifices of those ordinary troops. If Accardo's blood river is recovered now, I am afraid that not only will there be no losses, but there will be a lot of increases.
Too many people have died in this city.
"Have you really thought about it?"
Constantine suppressed the sadness in his heart and spoke to Demio.
But the hand started moving again.
The steps required for the sacrifice and certification circle require more pictures.
"Hurry up, I don't know if I will regret it! But if I have a chance to come back from hell, I will definitely blow your head off!"
Daimio roared angrily. He had emptied his magazine and could only roar feebly at this time.
"Da da da!"
A burst of gunfire rang out, and Frank walked in wearing his skull T-shirt and windbreaker.
The submachine gun in his hand accurately hit Hellboy's sword-holding wrist.
"Is this the biggest threat those mages said?"
As Frank spoke, he took out several grenades that exuded silver light from the inside of his windbreaker.
This was kindly sponsored by those mages, and I heard it was very effective in dealing with demons.
The whole of London has become a battlefield, and the mages will not do nothing.
Jill was well protected in the magic circle, and hundreds of mages outside were fighting the demons.
The defense constructed by the mages formed in formation was quite strong, at least the demons had no ability to break through.
Frank came out to see the specific situation of St. Paul's Cathedral. After all, all mages knew how those demons appeared.
Because he had to protect his stronghold, only Frank could come out for a while.
Frank happened to also receive a call from Nick Fury, and the battle was not a big trouble for him.
"What the hell is going on with this thing? He wasn't this crazy when I saw him not long ago."
But now was not the time to get to the bottom of it, Frank pulled the grenade's tab and threw it out.
I shouted "annoying monkey" by the way.
As a top soldier, it is necessary to give some tips to teammates.
It's just that Accardo didn't seem to realize what it was, or that he didn't care too much about human weapons.
There is no hope of killing a vampire by explosion alone. After all, pure vampires have super resilience in addition to their immortality.
Even if he only has one life now, grenades cannot kill him, even specially made grenades.
Rorschach left the battle with a jump slash, and blocked Jessica in front of her.
Now that Jessica has used the medicine bottle and still has serious injuries on her body, she may not be able to withstand an explosion.
Daimio, on the other hand, held down Constantine's head, and the two of them fell directly to the ground.
Daimio, a former soldier, made complete evasive maneuvers.
Even though he felt something was wrong with that hand, the flight trajectory seemed a little too light.
"Chi~boom~"
Three grenades accurately landed at Hellboy's feet, making an extremely small explosion.
There was no smoke or dazzling light, just a voice that sounded like a joke.
How can a mage create powerful explosives? This is just a grenade-like spell seal.
Even the method of use is exactly the same, except that it won't explode.
However, there is no problem with the effect.
Who says a mage doesn't have a dream about using thermal weapons?
It wasn't until this moment that a ball of silver light burst out, binding Hellboy's body with a layer of silver energy.
As if plated with a layer of silver, Accardo also enjoyed the same treatment.
However, Accardo turned into a pool of blood and disappeared in place to avoid being completely enveloped.
After Hellboy's body was plated with silver, his movements slowed down a lot, but a burst of hellish flames rose up, and the silver light began to dim.
"Seize the opportunity!"
Frank roared, and a large-caliber shotgun appeared in his hand and fired at Hellboy's head. At this time, he was like a Terminator, completely ignoring the original recoil.
