Opening, a Star Cup

Akado was also trembling all over at this time, looking at the scenes in front of him with excitement, "What", "What a bright, dazzling humanity!" He looked forward to these humans standing in front of him.

……

On the Internet, people stared blankly at the scene in front of them, all showing blank stares, speechless for a long time.

They were all shocked by the tragic atmosphere and the friendship between the servants and the life and death.

"They are the traitors, the thirteen divisions named 'Judas'.... These people have already made up their minds to go to hell together. Atone for the crime of 'killing' that does not exist; God's judge The more we walk on this road of redemption, the further we will be away from the embrace of heaven." Merlin sighed deeply.

They don't want to be the glamorous, beloved and admired people, but are willing to burn their last embers to illuminate the whole world in the dark.

"Such a meaningless behavior with a shining point that cannot be ignored. It turns out that these people are not fighting for themselves. They have given up the possibility of investing in 'happiness' at the beginning.' - See you again at the border of hell Really?!' What a group of respectable guys." Vlad III marveled, unable to bear to look directly at the picture in front of him.

He had seen the end of this meaningless sacrifice.

But who understands the value of life and the preciousness of life better than a 'heroic spirit' who has already died once.

Life is priceless!

The only equivalent is the same life!

Who can ignore such beliefs, who can ignore the actions of this group of human beings, and who can say cruel words like, 'Your actions are meaningless'.

Even the "Piercing Lord" was touched to the softness of his heart, and he felt pity and sighed for it.

Everyone thinks he is cruel, but no one understands... that is because he wants to protect the last pure land in his heart.

Thirteen Division’s actions to protect the belief in their hearts are crazy and fearless, stupid and brave; they have the same dreams as their past selves, and they will sacrifice everything for this, as long as they can achieve their goals, even if they fight to the last drop Blood is not spared.

The Archduke admires such human beings, who have the potential to be heroes.

No, from a Catholic standpoint, these people are heroes!

Those who fight for their beliefs - heroes!

"Poor people... no, I was wrong! They are warriors, lovely and respectable children. They are fighting for their 'gods'! This behavior is neither pathetic nor pathetic! They are not We need sympathy." On a tall building somewhere, a handsome young man in a moon-white sacred robe sighed, and then a hearty and gentle smile appeared on his face.

"That's great! If I can accept them as believers, my best friend, God of Light, 'Mithra' will be happy for me too! But I can't do that! If I send out a solicitation, it will definitely fail! That would also bring shame on my real name."

He likes soldiers, and he likes people who are simple and pure in heart.

But

Which god doesn't like such a child!

……

All eyes are on this battle.

Watch out for these 'betrayers'!They are 'Judas', people who have turned their backs on the Church and the Light.

But they believe in God more than anyone else, and they are more dazzling and eye-catching than any priests.

Everyone watched and listened intently.

Listen to the music of the final battle, song and fire, blood and sorrow, fearlessness and determination.

Peng! !

As the last monster was cleared, Anderson jumped out and half-kneeled on the ground.

Finally, there was nothing else in front of his eyes or in front of him.

Only Akado and Vlad III remained.

"Are you finally standing in front of me?"

"Well done... as expected of Iscariot (Judas the Betrayer)!"

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"Suicide cannot go to heaven. Are Catholics who give up heaven in order to carry out their beliefs?" Hei Jiujian.

Not only humans and gods, but also the heroic spirits and vampires hiding in the dark are all paying attention to this battle.

Looking at those human bombs on the screen, even the king of Britain couldn't help sighing - the madness of fanatics.

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"Then what are you going to do next! Father, you have nowhere to go!" Akado seemed to be mocking, but there was undisguised excitement in his tone.

"You are not the only ones who have weapons... against monsters, humans also have their own fighting methods." The priest stared at the two most powerful enemies in his life with cold eyes, and took out a long wooden box from his arms.

"Is that your trump card?" Akado looked at the item in Anderson's hand with interest.

When Father Anderson held the wooden box with his hand, he crushed it directly with his five fingers, and the 'holy object' in the wooden box was finally revealed.

It was a Noble Phantasm that the thirteen subjects had never seen Anderson show.

"That's...!?" Everyone asked.

At this time, Anderson was holding a sharp nail-shaped object in his hand.

"Is it a nail?" The Grand Duke shrank his pupils and said in a deep voice, feeling an unusually bad breath from it.

No one noticed that Akado's face had completely changed at this time.

The sense of anticipation has disappeared, and the lips are biting together, revealing a look of gnashing teeth, as if trying to endure something.