Predatory map of ominous birds

The bullet tore open the human body, and the body protected by the coiled hymn was punched with a huge hole. What was more painful than the injury of the body was the phosphorous fire entwined on the bullet, which adhered to the wound, with the soul as the core The fuel burns directly into the body, into the bones, into the deepest, deepest recesses of the soul.

Even the tried and tested crusader knights can't bear this kind of soul-burning pain anymore. They can anesthetize themselves with their mental toughness from physical injuries, but they can't bear the depraved pain of their souls—if only It's just damage and death, but they can bring the same damage and death to their enemies, so they will accept it.It's just that when they saw that the blessed bullets fired from their weapons could not harm the necromancer skeletons on the opposite side, the morale of the first batch of crusader knights who went into battle collapsed.

"Why! Why are the blessed bullets ineffective! They are clearly dark creatures awakened from death!! Why are they not punished by God!"

Fafnir was still half exposed, watching the grenadiers in front harvesting the Church's force with the submachine guns and machine guns in their hands.The blessed bullets of the church can't do much damage to the skeletons at all—not to mention that these dead ghosts are all experienced in battles, and most of them are guys who have experienced the hell on the Eastern Front. Their combat skills are extremely sophisticated.On the other hand, the crusader knights on the opposite side may not be as strong in personal combat skills as the undead who have experienced the war, and the sense of smell on the battlefield is even more different. In the end, due to the ineffectiveness of their weapons, they suffered heavy losses in front of the undead.

The armed helicopter belonging to the Thirteenth Division opened fire. Although the thick cannon bullets could not kill the skeleton grenadiers, the kinetic energy attached to the bullets could easily knock the skeletons to the ground, making them unable to move for a while.The rockets and anti-tank missiles on the helicopter were also launched-but it was completely useless without any surprise.Fafnir, Karl, and Langinus didn't even bother to retract their bodies into the tank. They just watched the rockets and missiles fly over, and then they were reduced to ashes in the phosphorus fire outside the tank, and the metal shed hit the tank armor. On it, it just melted into pieces of metal cakes and slid down...

"Launch armor-piercing shells!" Karl gave the order first, a helicopter trying to attack the Panther tank at close range was very unlucky and happened to be in the rear area of ​​Tiger King; The helicopter turned into a ball of fire.....

Fafnir didn't pay much attention to the slaughter of the crusader knights by his subordinates. He is now paying attention to the people in black robes approaching with an "inhuman" athletic ability-these are the real thirteen division……….

Fafnir drew his Luger, took aim briefly, and began pulling the trigger.The bullets he shoots are not the same as those fired by the Skull Grenadiers - they don't carry phosphorous fire, just ordinary 9mm bullets.The bullets accurately hit several figures running over, but the 9mm bullets were completely unable to stop them for a while.

"It seems to be wearing a bulletproof vest? Or a body that has been strengthened mentally? It's just that the 9mm Parabellum is still so powerful..." Fafnir sighed, he didn't I don't mind what will happen when this group of people approach - in front of the strongest monster in the world who can use monster power, what else can I care about?

The golden-haired middle-aged uncle priest ran first. This priest held two things that looked like guns but at the same time combined with a sword on the barrel...  

"It's really good for showing off, but it's just for fighting hahaha... Is it really a neon stench?" Fafnir already knew the origin of this world, Now looking at the important supporting role in front of him holding this kind of weapon whose main purpose is to show off, he said something.

"As a gun, when firing a bullet, it is affected by the blade and cannot be aimed accurately; as a knife, it is affected by the handle and cannot be smoothly slashed..." While saying this, Fafnir stepped out of the car Li took out an MP40 submachine gun and started shooting at the golden retriever.

The golden-haired uncle twisted his lips and shouted loudly: "Amen!" He waved his two knives, but Fafnir's accurate prediction of the shot easily made the bullet bypass the net formed by the blades and hit the blond priest's There were blood splashes all over his body.

Like a monster, the blond priest ignored the blood spattering continuously on his body, allowing the bullets to pierce through his muscles, shatter his internal organs, and embed themselves in his bones... And then everything seemed to be reversed—he was shot through The muscle fibers twisted and grew to fill the wound, the interrupted blood vessels began to heal automatically, the shattered internal organs began to reorganize, and the bullets in the bones were pushed out of the wound by the growing bones and muscles, and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.The priest didn't even pause in his movements. He quickly crossed the death zone created by Fafnir's submachine gun, approached the King Tiger tank, and began to jump high.

"This kind of fast-healing **... Is this priest a slime? Or a werewolf?" Fafnir commented leisurely.The priest jumped up high, and with a flash of the silver blade in his hand, he was about to kill Fafnir.

It's just that Fafnir turned his body slightly, and lifted the hatch slightly to cover his half body.The silver holy knife slashed on the hatch cover, breaking in two like ordinary iron.Before the priest expressed his surprise, Fafnir flicked his index finger on his chest.

The priest flew upside down as if being hit by a battering ram, "Is it a blade made of blessed holy silver? This thing is useless against phosphorus fire, and this fool really thinks that a blade made of silver can cut through the empire Armor steel? What a sweet guy..." Fafnir and Kong shook his fingers at the priest flying in the air.

The priest had already begun to heal the broken bones and pieces of flesh when flying backwards, and he quickly fired a bullet at Fafnir with another gun knife.The bullet flew to Fafnir's forehead accurately until it was caught by two fingers... The bullet cast from the holy silver that has been enshrined in the holy cathedral for more than 30 years was melted in this hand, "Silver Bullets.....Protection of the Holy Light...all of these are useless."

The other fighters of the Thirteenth Division had already launched an attack on Fafnir's companions, but the holy silver bullets they fired still had no effect without exception-it cannot be said that there was no effect, and those who were hit by the silver bullets The skeletons appeared to be in a state of being repelled obviously, but after taking a few steps back, they were still alive and kicking and fighting back with the weapons in their hands.

"Hahaha, monotheistic things are useless to them... Don't forget, the Empire uses Norse mythology to name its weapons. They want to cause harm to Valhalla warriors who have returned from the kingdom of Hull. , it would be better to use the holy silver blessed by the priestess of the altar of Odin to make the bullets engraved with the magic Luna characters..." Fafnir said with a smile, regardless of whether someone Hear the words. "It's just that you guys have been too successful in the past. I don't know if you can find the Odin altar... Hahahahaha."

The wounded priest saw that the weapons in his hands could not harm these undead at all, and the crusader knights who followed them suffered heavy casualties, and a look of enlightenment was revealed on the angry and distorted face... It's just that this guy was preparing to Before turning up the hole cards and desperately fighting, Fafnir and the skeleton grenadiers disappeared like mist, leaving only bomb craters and corpses everywhere...

"Is it interesting? Is it boring? Yes... When you died in battle, you were all just young people in your 20s, and you hadn't thought about the meaning of life at all. Xiutike Haojian and Yang died in battle The time is good, there is still hope to some extent, Karl and you guys understand the fact that the empire is about to perish... But, what can you do after you wake up again? Why do you think so much? What? You didn't even think about it Ever? You just want to fight? At the same time, go to the target that has not been occupied yet? London! You guys just want to see the target of the 'Sea Lion' project? Okay! Let's go!" Fafnir and The unknown things were talking like this——when the surroundings were shrouded in light again, this group of skeletons entangled in phosphorous fire had already stood in the corridor of the huge airship, with huge windows in front of them, and the frantic chaos outside. Dark clouds and dark seas...