Kikyo and I are of one mind

There was a sound of metal and iron clanging, and each thread blocked Feng Xue's body, but the metal wire made of reinforced alloy was cut off for the first time since Feng Xue had a double!

"Pfft!" A rift was cut open by the sharp blade, but there was no blood spattering at all. On the contrary, the wound healed up again the moment the blade slashed across.

"Vampire? Ghoul? Or something else? Forget it, anyway, heresy, heresy, should be punished!" The irritable priest yelled and shouted towards the roof:

"We ask ourselves, why are you?"

"Our iscariot! iscariot Judas!"

Responses came from all directions one after another, and a figure appeared on the surrounding buildings.

"Iscariot, what are you holding in your right hand?" The priest asked again, and the figures jumped down from the buildings ranging from ten to twenty meters, shouting their answers——

"Dagger and Poison!"

"Iscariot, what are you holding in your left hand?" the priest asked again, but just before those figures fell to the ground, before the shouts from their mouths came out, flashes of cold light suddenly flashed in the night sky, and then the voice suddenly stopped end.

"Sorry, although your battle roar is very powerful, but it's too noisy!"

Feng Xue stretched out her little finger and plucked her ears, and the hideous shape of Egoism emerged behind him. Metal wires of unknown material passed through each iscariot's body, hanging them like marionettes discarded at random between tall buildings.

Not only them, but also the group of vampires were hanged at some point. In this remote alley, only five people remained standing on the ground.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point in an instant.

The moment the priest opened his mouth, Feng Xue had already sorted out his thoughts and understood what was happening before him, and then he decisively killed him.

There is no other, because at this moment, in this city, except for ordinary people, everyone has a way to die.

Whether it was the last brigade of the Third Reich, the Crusaders and the Thirteen Sections of the Betrayers belonging to the Vatican, or the resolute woman standing next to the broken down car.

There are no innocents.

Perhaps it was to allow herself to get close to Kikyo, or to set a bottom line so that she would not lose herself. Feng Xue has been using her power cautiously, and her killing targets are only limited to killing Youdao.

However, in the current environment, it seems that he no longer needs to suppress his own strength—since everyone has already made up their minds about death, it doesn't matter who dies in their hands.

Silk threads were pulled out from the priest's body, and souls, lifespans, flesh and bones, and even their clothing and weapons were all turned into threads and entangled in the spool behind egoism.

The three priests Anderson, Heinkel, and Yumijiang avoided the attack by relying on their own strength, while Integula purely because of Feng Xue's holding back.

However, this is not to say that Feng Xue treats the protagonist preferentially, but because, if she is killed, some things will become very troublesome.

After a brief silence, accompanied by an angry "Aaaaaaa... men!" The cross blade shining with silver light had already arrived in front of Feng Xue.

"I hate Na Cui and vampires, but I hate fanatics even more!" Feng Xue yelled back louder than Anderson. Dozens of silk threads covered the entire alley from completely different corners. The bullet-like silk threads attacked the three priests indiscriminately, and at the same time intercepted every attack that might reach Feng Xue.

"Bang bang bang bang..." A series of gunshots exploded in the narrow space, and Heinkel's modified double guns immediately poured out two magazines of bullets.

However, with the exaggerated speed of egoism that is no longer unreasonable, it is too easy to intercept these bullets, and it even has time to tie a bow on each bullet!

The sound of falling bullets seemed to hit Heinkel's heart, but his heart had stopped beating.

"I also hate those who shoot black guns." Feng Xue's voice sounded again, but Yu Meijiang's crazy voice had already exploded——

"Kill you! Kill you! Kill you!"

Crazy roars resounded through the night sky, but...

"You are the one who died."

Feng Xue blocked the priest's attack indifferently. Beside him, Yumi Jiang who rushed forward had already turned into a lump of flesh...

Chapter 53 Harvest

"Aaaaaaa...men!"

Father Anderson has completely fallen into madness, but Feng Xue's figure is beating flexibly. With the help of egoism, the man of the pillar who was not so good at telling battles has gained terrifying mobility. Even if it is a weapon blessed with holy power, as long as it cannot hit, it is meaningless.

Hanging in the alleyway, the corpse like bacon was finally recovered completely, and together with the pieces of meat and blood scattered on the ground by Meijiang, it disappeared without a trace.

Because Feng Xue has always pursued the creed of killing cautiously, the reserve of self-interest has always been in a state of neither high nor low, and all kinds of energy have been at full capacity due to the relationship between regenerative nuclear technology, but materials such as flesh and blood, lifespan, and soul are relatively in short supply.

Now the whole city of London is full of flesh and blood, and life and soul are taken away.

With such a huge amount of resources in front of him, how could Feng Xue have mushrooms with that American time and this unbeatable fanatic priest here?

The alleyway has already been covered with silk thread at some point, although these sharpened alloy threads are only things that can be broken with a little force to Father Anderson, but when they weave a big net, even he can only can be tied up.

"It's done!" Feng Xue clapped her hands, looked at the butterfly-like priest in front of her who seemed to have fallen into a spider's web, and waved her hands with a smile.

"goodbye!"

"Pfft!"

Feng Xue's farewell was greeted with the sound of a sharp knife piercing into the flesh, and at the same time, Anderson's exaggerated roar.

Even though his body was firmly restrained, he completed such a quick throw of the gun sword only with the strength of his wrist and fingers.

but……

"Well done, this wound is for you." Feng Xue pulled out the gun sword that had pierced into his body. As he expected, the purification effect attached to the sword had no effect on Zhu Zhinan at all.

He was not an evil creature made of curses, and naturally he would not react to the holy power. The wound on his chest healed quickly, and Feng Xue casually threw the blunderbuss sword on the ground.

"Who are you?" After this brief battle, Integula finally found another chance to ask the same question, but there was inevitably some hope in his heart.

No way, Feng Xue's string manipulation skills made it hard for him not to think of Walter who stopped the werewolf alone. Although she had seen Walter's youth and knew that the man in front of her was definitely not Walter, she still fantasized about this man. What is the connection with Walter.

"I'm just a traveler who was awakened by your battle." Feng Xue said, throwing a stone casually, and her whole body disappeared without a trace.

Leaving aside how Father Anderson was furious, Feng Xue was flashing at high speed on the streets of London at this moment.

Feng Xue, who got the whole set of Sealed Book, has learned a lot of useful skills, and Fei Lei Shen is naturally one of them. Although he does not have the perverted reflection ability and sense of space like Namikaze Minato, Feng Xue can still use this technique smoothly, Apart from Zhuzhinan's brain, the real reason is that he has two sets of vision.

Unlike the blind whiteboard in the silver chariot, Egoism can share vision with him. In other words, Egoism can use its precise a-speed a response speed to provide coordinate calibration for Feng Xue when Feng Xue teleports, so that Feng Xue can accurately know the current position information without making a judgment after landing.

Relying on the maneuverability of Flying Thunder God, Feng Xue frantically interspersed on the battlefield. Whether it was a vampire, a priest, a crusader, or a gangster who took the opportunity to buy for zero yuan, all of them were treated equally by him, and the same was true for civilians. They were hung up, but they didn't kill them. Instead, they thoughtfully formed cocoons on their bodies to protect them from stray bullets and explosions.

One thread after another was taken back by egoism, and Feng Xue hunted on the ground as if no one was watching. Just as he was pouring out the violent factors in his heart wantonly, a cloud of flames sprinkled from the sky, forming angel-like phantoms one by one.

At the same time, an arrogant voice rang in my ears——

"We are the representatives of the Angel of Death!

Now, judge in the name of God.

Defendant, UK

defendant, monster

sentence, death sentence

death penalty!

death penalty!

death penalty!

You are all poor people

but sin is unforgivable

Dead like a withered flower..."

"boom!"

The explosion sounded, and the impression that the declaration of judgment was still issued in the last second, only harsh noise remained, and the helicopter carrying the speaker fell to the ground with a bang.

"Noisy!"

Feng Xue grinned, as if she had done an insignificant thing, and dragged down all the bastards in the sky who were throwing incendiary bombs!

The damage to the corpses caused by the incendiary bombs was too serious. Now that the corpses in London have been regarded as their property by Feng Xue, how could they be allowed to destroy them at will?

Everything on the streets Feng Xue walked through was cleaned up, even the collapsed houses and scrapped vehicles were all dismantled into threads by self-interest.

He walked all the way towards the Palace of Westminster, because he knew that the goal he was looking forward to was right there.

Although the original work took several years to shoot, in fact, it took only a few hours from the landing of the vampire to the return of Akado. When Feng Xue came all the way to the bottom of the Palace of Westminster, everything seemed to enter a climax (emmmm).

The innocent girl has turned into a real vampire. The monster trapped in the sea drives the broken ship up the Thames River. The remaining crusaders and vampires confront each other here. Everything seems to have come to an end.

The river of death has come.

The hell is singing, the dead are dancing, and hundreds of thousands of undead legions drown everything, but Feng Xue walks leisurely in the air, the ladder to the sky erected by silk threads.

"It's really a feast." Feng Xue looked down at the crazily surging sea of ​​dead under his feet, with an exaggerated smile on his face, like fishing, he kept picking up souls from under his feet, peeling them off, and turning them into a part of egoism.

The strategic reserve of egoism was unprecedentedly abundant, so abundant that Feng Xue wanted to laugh out loud. He watched the ongoing war in front of the Palace of Westminster, the priest who was submerged in the dead river and turned into a monster, and the butler who appeared after the priest fell and had a one-on-one contest with Akado.

A ray of morning light fell from the distant horizon, and everything seemed to be coming to an end. Walter, who had turned back to his [-]-year-old appearance, had fallen into despair, and a voice suddenly appeared in his mind——

"Such a result, do you accept it?"

Chapter 54 Fusion

"Do you accept this result?"

When this voice rang in Walter's ear, subtle astonishment appeared on the young face.

But the stupefaction of this moment disappeared again in the next moment, leaving only endless emptiness.

Walter, who was held in the hands of Akado in loli form, had lost all hope at this moment. The goal he had imagined for decades had completely failed at this moment. There was only an empty shell left in his heart.

However, the unwillingness to admit defeat that belonged to the strong made him still feel unwilling——

"If you don't accept it, what else?"

"Be one with me, and I will lend you my strength." The voice reappeared, but it made Walter feel a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"To be one? This is really an interesting way of saying, what are you? Forget it, it doesn't matter, you are a demon or anything else, give me the ability to continue fighting, you can do whatever you want!" Walter suddenly roared loudly, so that Akado, who was about to take back the blood river, suddenly showed a crazy smile——

"Roar↗↘? It looks like you still have a back hand?"

Walter didn't answer Akado, he was waiting, waiting for the owner of the voice to appear.

It was also at this time that silver threads all over the sky hung down from the sky, connecting with Walter's body.

"Control yourself?" Akado raised his eyebrows lightly, but the next moment, his expression froze slightly, because a man whom no one knew suddenly appeared behind Walter.

"Then let's begin."

Feng Xue spoke in a low voice, and at the same time, Walter's body also began to move.

However, just when everyone's eyes widened, expecting a good show, a shocking picture appeared——

Walter and the man who appeared suddenly performed a funny dance.

Dance fusion, this is Feng Xue's main body of the fusion technique after several studies, no one else, just because this technique has the highest versatility——

It ignores race, ignores energy, and the only core is the funny dance steps.

And the function of this dance step is to tune the frequency.

Through the act of dancing, the life wavelengths of both parties will be co-tuned to the detailed frequency, so that two completely different lives can be integrated into one.

Because Feng Xue did not intend to rely on this to increase combat power from the beginning, and after combining the advantages of various fusion techniques, the dance steps became much more complicated. It was an extremely complicated ultimate fusion technique that included heartbeat and breathing.

With the control of self-interest, Walter's blood flow was precisely controlled. After a round of mirror dance with as many as 74 movements, Walter and Feng Xue's index fingers touched together.

"What is this? A circus..."

Before Akado could taunt, a bright light suddenly bloomed, and there was only one person left in front of Lori A—a man who seemed to combine the characteristics of Walter and the man who appeared out of thin air.

"This is..." The man looked at his hands with an unbelievable look on his face. Although he didn't know what happened, after dancing that weird dance step, he could clearly feel how terrifying power he already possessed.

Immortality, super-speed regeneration, the power of a double, and, strong physique and exaggerated reflexes!

"How is it? Are you satisfied with this power?" The voice rang in his ears again, and Walter's face showed shock and doubt——

"Who are you?"

"You don't need to know, and don't ask me what I want. You just need to do what you want." Feng Xue's voice went straight into the depths of Walter's soul, so he gave up thinking.

That's right, the purpose, identity, and price are not important. Now he just wants to continue fighting with Akado!

Walter once again fought with Lori A. Although Akado had already started to absorb the dead river at this time, Walter, whose strength and speed had been explosively enhanced, killed him again and again.

He didn't even use the power that didn't belong to him, because he was confident that as long as he had enough peak body, he would be enough to defeat Akado.

That's right, if it weren't for the flaws in the transformation of the final brigade, which made his peak time too short, Akado would never have had the chance to take back Dead River!

But Walter doesn't intend to think about these things, his obsession is just to have fun with Akado, that's all!