$273 Decapitation Operation

"Father Anderson, do you need our help? At least we can help you easily cross the blood river."

The major's words were full of malice. They would not provide any help as they said.

Everything about this fat man was shown to the people present through this small screen.

The mechanical body with human skin peeled off was enough to move ordinary people.

In other words, the last brigade has lost the ability to provide combat power. There is not much power in the whole last brigade, but their combat goal is still one step away.

Even if there is still the power for the last battle, it cannot be invested in this place.

This sentence is just to disgust Father Anderson.

Anderson will not cooperate with these guys in the last brigade.

Perhaps Maxwell can accept this help with peace of mind, because this man never cares about the means of doing things, he just simply wants to be a superior person.

If he can get help, he has never cared about things like position.

Even this war was a tacit agreement between him and the last brigade, and this guy's name was definitely on the list of those who fanned the flames.

But the one who is in charge now is Father Anderson, who never tolerates villains.

"Dream on!"

Father Anderson uttered these two words in a cold voice, and walked out towards the blood river.

His steps were firm and fearless, as if this battle was just an invitation for afternoon tea.

People who are chosen by courage will never be afraid of anything, and he has been looking forward to the battle with Akado for a long time.

"If you die without seeing Integula, is there anything I can convey on your behalf?"

Father Anderson said with his eyes closed. For Integula, a respectable lady, Anderson didn't mind paying his respect.

But he didn't mention Silas's name. Akado understood what Anderson meant. Silas was not on the list he could let go.

If Akado died, Silas's fate would only be death.

"When I am on my deathbed, I will ask you to convey it. Now just focus on the present."

Acardo, who maintained his image as the Piercer, did not talk about it. His eyes always showed an inextricable sadness.

Sitting on the throne of corpses, he supported his hands on the end of the long sword, and his neatly trimmed stubble made him look very heroic.

"I hope we can meet again in the future, Father Anderson."

"Tell me about Hydra!"

The major put away his smile, and the giant hammer in Rumlow's hand on the other side of the TV had already smashed on the table in front of the major with that question.

This short communication ended here.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. beheading team finally arrived at their destination. It seemed that the last brigade had no ability to stop them.

The combatants had been thrown into the battlefield at the beginning, and those who stayed on it were just some technicians.

Or they were just some scum who chose to betray their motherland and identity for the sake of "immortality".

"We are the only ones left now, Akado."

Father Anderson raised his bayonet and made a cross in front of him, with flames burning on his body.

At this moment, Anderson finally opened his eyes wide, and his expression became the ferocious and fanatical look in the battle.

"Monsters, just die honestly! Amen!"

With a roar, Father Anderson's body flashed a streak of fire in the air, and pierced into the souls in the blood river like a bayonet.

His figure moved very quickly, and in a blink of an eye he rushed into the encirclement of the blood river.

In addition to the ordinary people who died of the plague, the remaining souls also included Akado's subordinates, the soldiers who died in World War II, and the paladins who were killed in the crusade against Akado.

The strength of these guys is not the same. The strong ones can entangle with the existence of Steve, and the weak ones are like zombies, and can only slowly reach out and scratch.

Among the souls that still exist, the proportion of strong ones has also greatly increased, and Anderson's advance is not easy.

Father Anderson roared in a meaningless way and approached Akado's position.

The bayonet in his hand caused blood to splash in the blood river, and Father Anderson finally had no time to avoid the blood.

His priest's clothes were stained with blood, but he did not look embarrassed, but rather tragic.

Paladin Heinkel Wolf and Sister Gao Mu Yumie took out a pistol and a long knife from their waist, and the two stopped Maxwell behind them.

They watched Father Anderson's performance quietly.

Since Anderson did not want Maxwell to become a monster, it seemed okay to wait for a while.

As humans who knew Father Anderson best, they did not think that their teacher would have problems in a battle of this level.

Now they just had to take good care of Maxwell.

Maxwell was waiting for the opportunity to sacrifice himself. As long as Father Anderson needed help, Maxwell would pierce the holy nail in his hand into his heart regardless of whether he was willing or not.

The fire shining in the air was wandering in the river of blood, and the bayonet flashing with cold light no longer cared whether it was piercing or slashing.

The bayonet harvested the souls of the dead like a sickle, and the souls of the dead were burned bit by bit as the holy flames shone, and then returned to their original appearance and were liberated.

Father Anderson's figure moved forward unwaveringly in the direction of Akado.

This road will not be easy to walk, but no matter who these two people are, they will not fall easily.

Walter, who was standing in the same place not far away, flashed alternately with azure and sacred light and dark brilliance.

The battle between Gabriel and Mephisto's clones was also going on. At present, it seemed that the two were still on par, but it was unknown when this strange balance would be broken.

Most of the power obtained by Mephisto's clone had been consumed in the continuous battle. Next, it depends on how much the angel Gabriel is willing to pay to win this victory.

In the crashed airship, all the remaining forces of the last brigade were fighting with Steve and his party.

The moment Steve walked into the command room, the werewolf captain stepped on his shield and his whole body flew out like a cannonball.

Rumlow and Matthew charged from the left and right and directly stopped the powerful werewolf captain.

Casillas ran into Lieutenant Lip Van Winkle's arms and squeezed the perverted vampire woman against the wall.