"This is great …"
Looking at the burning city, Archbishop Maxwell showed an intoxicated expression.
Men were killed, torn apart. Women were violated, killed, torn apart. Babies were lifted, killed, and burned to a crisp. All of this was a feast for the vampires. The whole of London, no, the whole world had become a chaotic hell in this blood and fire.
But …
"This is your fate!!"
Maxwell clenched his fists and raised them high.
"This is the fate of those who do not obey our One True God and commit heresy! All the monsters, all the heathens, must die! From now on, we, the Vatican, shall start a new crusade of feverish conquest! Kill the monsters, kill the heathens, take back the land that has been tainted by the heathens, and let the glory of our Lord envelop this world again … AMEN!! "
"Thud … Thud …"
The sound of footsteps sounded. Maxwell turned around and looked behind him. There were thousands of Crusader Paladins in armor, white triangular hats, and capes standing respectfully in front of Maxwell with spears in their hands.
England, America, and the whole world were swallowed by chaos at this moment. The vampires were attacking everywhere. But they had no way to break through the Vatican's defense. This was the will of our Lord. The world would turn into a sea of blood, and the unclean heathens would be swallowed by this "great flood".
Only them! Only them! Only these devout clergymen chosen by the Lord were the passengers of Noah's Ark. They would make it through this boundless night and usher in a brand new era.
They would kill the heathens who did not worship God and burn down their evil doctrines. They would reposition Creationism as the only truth in this world and make their God the only God in this world.
God loved the world so much that he gave them his only Son. So that all who believe in him will not perish, but will have eternal life. Those who believe in him will not be condemned, but those who do not believe are condemned, because they do not believe in the name of the only Son of God!
Heretical science, non-believers, and heathens! This is your Judgment Day! Because you do not believe in God, you do not worship God, so you will perish! You have only yourself to blame for all of this! You are being torn apart by monsters, your children are being impaled, and your women are being raped. All of this is because of your blasphemous spirit and faith. This is the result of not listening to God's teachings and being arrogant and conceited!
Kill all the heretics and monsters, this is our creed!
"Swordsman Kurland, all 340 members of the Order Knight Guild greet you!"
"The Knights of Karatokabanuye, 118 of us, pay our respects!"
"Knights of San Stefano, Tuscan Legion, all 257 of us, pay our respects!"
"Knights of Malta, all 2,457 of us, pay our respects!"
The leading paladins knelt down on one knee and raised their neckties.
"We are here by the decree of His Holiness the Pope. At the same time, Bishop Maxwell has been promoted to the rank of archbishop! We will form the Ninth Crusade, and the commander-in-chief will be Archbishop Maxwell! "
That's right, all of this is to demonstrate the power of our God.
Maxwell looked at the red tie in front of him and reached out to take it.
Whether it was the undead of the Third Reich, England, or Hellsing, none of them took the Vatican seriously. But now, we will appear here and give them a fatal blow!
By then, this land will return to the glory of God.
And those heretics will die without a burial place!
“AMEN！ I will accept it with all my soul! Our target is the British Empire, the capital of death, London! Zealous Conquest, activate! "
“AMEN！”
Hearing Maxwell's order, the paladins stood up again. They prayed in a low voice, then turned around and walked towards the transport planes and helicopters that had been prepared. Soon, planes took off one after another and flew towards the city wrapped in flames in the distance.
"God, angels … Are the angels here to save us?"
When the people who were struggling in hell, avoiding the flames and ghouls, saw the helicopters, they immediately thought that they were saved. Finally, someone could help them out of this hell. They began to pray devoutly, hoping to be saved. But the next moment, the voice that echoed in the sky completely shattered their hopes.
"We are the agents of the Angel of Death on earth! Now is the time of judgment, pronounced in the name of God! Defendant: Britain! Defendant: Monster! Sentence … Death Penalty! Immediately! "
"Death Penalty! Death Penalty! Death Penalty! Death Penalty! Death Penalty! "
"Ahhh …."
Hearing this crazy voice, the people on the ground couldn't help but tremble. But for Maxwell, this was nothing at all.
"I pity you, sinners. But … your crimes cannot be pardoned! Fly like a butterfly, die like a bee! Hahahahaha!! Everything that you see is your grave. Bury the enemies of God! "
As he spoke, Maxwell sneered and snapped his fingers.
"Target: Ahead! Death penalty!! "
* Boom boom boom boom boom!! *
Following the order, the Crusader air force began to carpet bomb and strike all of London. The vampires running in the streets were burned and blown to death. The people struggling to survive in the ruins were swept by machine guns and turned into a pile of minced meat. The babies crying on the ground were completely swallowed by the flames falling from the sky, and the old people curled up in the corner praying were turned into ashes by the whistling sound of the air bombs.
The Crusaders who landed from the air gathered in formation, and the vampires who were originally killing wantonly in the streets gathered together as if attracted by a magnet. They held weapons in their hands and wore masks as they shuttled through the ruins of blood and flames like ghosts.
In the ruins, the war began.
"Maxwell …."
Intacula clenched his fists and stared at the army that was wantonly unleashing flames and destruction in the city of London. They were no different from these vampires, human or vampire. They were all enemies of Britain, enemies of Hellsing!
"The war has begun again, Intacula."
At that moment, the shadow under Intacula began to surge, and Akkad walked out from it.
"War, a fanatical war, a war that humans can never avoid … So, what should we do next? Intacula. "
"…."
Hearing Akkad's question, Intacula was silent. Akkad, on the other hand, opened his mouth and revealed a hideous smile.
"Give the order! My Lord!! "
"…."
Intacula looked at the city destroyed by flames in front of her. She took out a cigar from her pocket and put it in her mouth, then took a deep puff.
Then, she suddenly swung her right hand and threw away the unfinished cigar.
"My servant Akkad, hear my order! Dye the White Army crimson with the silver spear! Dye the Black Army crimson with the black iron spear! Dye everything of the enemy crimson!
destroy！
destroy！ Slaughter all the enemies! No one will leave this island country alive! "
"… Huhuhu …"
Akkad smiled when he heard this.
"Mission understood. As you wish, my Lord …."
As he spoke, Akkad slowly raised his hands. Following his movement, the shadows on the ground began to drift wildly, like a dark sea.
"My name is Hermes, the bird …"
An incantation sounded.
At that moment, the vampires and Crusaders who were fighting each other stopped fighting. They turned their heads and looked into the distance in bewilderment. Although they could not see anything, but … they could feel that something was waking up ….
In their vision, the shadows in the distance mixed with the blood, and finally … they turned into a river of death.
"Rumble …!!"
The river of blood turned into a raging wave and rushed forward along the street. Undead stained with blood emerged from it. They formed an army and pounced on the vampires and Crusaders in front of them!
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