Chapter 275 [Old Enemy]

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Located in the depths of an unknown mountain forest, several figures shrouded in a large black cloak style cloak, just like ghosts, without touching the ground, moved to the east of the mountain forest at a human-limited speed.

"A further thirteen miles forward will be Huaxia's coastline. The submarine that will meet us is there. When we arrive, we can feel at ease."

A leader shrouded in a black robe spoke in low English.

"Akmeng, the implementation of this plan is much easier than expected, and I feel a little uneasy," another man said in a thick voice.

"In any case, we have obtained the 'Holy Grail', and what we need to do now is to send him back to the Presbyterian Church." The man named Akmeng said.

Another man in the lead said with a strange smile: "Moby Hughes, you have suffered from the old disease of being paranoid again, don't you think it is more exciting to see some people who stop us? I heard that Lilith This time around, I really miss that chick who can smell the sweetness of her blood a mile away."

"Charlie, don't take it lightly, if you still want to have your other hand cut off by Lilith." Akméng said with a snort.

Charlie under the black cloak snorted coldly and said no more.

The three of them led a total of nine subordinates who were also wearing black cloaks behind them, maintaining a terrifying speed, like a black whirlwind sweeping through the forest.

But after continuing to advance for more than a mile, Akméng, who took the lead, stopped suddenly.

"Be careful!"

After a reminder, about 100 meters ahead, in the dense and dark woods, three high-brightness incandescent lights suddenly lit up!

The three lights are covered by a cross-shaped lampshade, and the shell of the lampshade is glowing with metallic silver, shining brightly.

The strong light directly illuminated the dark woods like daytime, and the twelve men in black cloaks seemed to be directly exposed to the spotlight, with nowhere to hide!

At this time, the cloaks of the twelve men showed complex dark golden sèhua patterns that could not be seen before, similar to some totems, but there is no pattern to be found.

"Damn it, it's 'Cross Mass Silver Glory'! The running dog of the Holy See!" Mobiusius growled angrily.

"Don't act rashly, we are taking the initiative now, and finding an opportunity to send the Holy Grail is the key," Akméng said in a deep voice.

Dozens of figures emerged gradually from behind the three lights. Because of the backlight, the faces of these people were somewhat dim. However, the twelve men shrouded in black cloaks obviously couldn't see clearly because of the light. Several familiar faces were recognized.

Charlie said with a smile: "Ackmund, did that old guy in the Vatican fight for his money this time? I read it right, the commander of the Red Crusaders Gabriel, who is a high-ranking Red Crusader, came from afar anyway, and followed him. Can't we make it through?"

A burly man wearing the heavy armor of a European medieval royal knight walked to the front with heavy steps. He had an unshaven beard and a square face. His curly chestnut hair fluttered gently in the night wind, and he couldn't see it in his gray eyes. Without any emotional movement, the vicissitudes of life and the simple atmosphere emanated from his every move like old wine.

The man reached out and took off a huge one-handed sword from his back. The one-handed sword seemed to be an antique, with a red gemstone branded on the hilt.

A piece of white cloth withered from the sword body, revealing the huge rust-stained sword body inside, showing a decayed but unstoppable aura throughout.

Gabriel looked calmly at the twelve black shadows who were confronting him, and said in slightly vague Italian: "Achméng, bring out our Holy Grail."

"Gabriel, you are still so arrogant, do you think we will easily give away what we have?" Akméng sneered under the cloak.

"You filthy monsters, do you think that if you snatch the Holy Grail, you can get the protection of the Lord?"

A slightly younger voice came out, and another tall, white-faced Western man stepped forward, wearing chain mail and holding a one-handed rapier in his hand.

"Little guy, it seems that it's not your turn to speak here," Akmund said disdainfully.

The young man sneered and said, "Big Bat, open your eyes and see clearly. I am Arthur Adams, the youngest genius Templar of the Holy See. After tonight, you will tremble just because you hear my name."

"Hahahaha, Gabriel, the fresh blood of your Holy See seems to be getting worse and worse." Akméng laughed.

Gabriel remained silent, but Arthur seemed to have been greatly humiliated, and was about to step forward to make a move, but was blocked by another middle-aged man who came forward.

The man had a thin face, a slightly tall figure, and dark hair. He shook his head at Arthur and said, "Don't be provoked by Ackermund, he is trying to anger you."

"I know, but I'm not afraid of him at all!" Arthur snorted, but didn't rush forward.

Ackmund said "Oh", "Your Excellency Thomas, long time no see. Is this young fellow your disciple? When did your Knights Templar lower the threshold?"

Thomas said indifferently: "Marquis Archméng, get out the Holy Grail, you have no chance of winning tonight. Commander Gabriel, me, plus Arthur, and the Holy Grail of the twenty pope guards behind us Knight. With your three elders and nine servants, you are no match for us at all."

Akmeng sneered and said: "Of course I don't know you guys. We have been fighting for more than ten centuries. However, I really want to know where the rest of the dozen or so friends behind you are from." ? Doesn’t seem to be someone from the Holy See.”

Mobi Hughes said with some displeasure: "Akméngde, do you still have to guess, the only ones who can make the Holy See fight with us here with such great fanfare are the people of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade!"

"We are not your friends," a young man said in English as he stepped forward, "I am the leader of the second team of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade Dragon Team, Yong Ye. According to the instructions of the superiors, I will cooperate with the Holy See to attack you. Heretic raiders, take back the Holy Grail."

Yong Ye's expression was quite complacent, and behind him, the members of the second group of dragons also followed.

At the same time, Cai Ning also came forward from behind. Behind her was a row of fully armed Jiaolong special forces.

"Nosy Yanhuang Iron Brigade, don't you know that intervening in the affairs of the Holy See and the Dark Council is beyond the scope of your authority!?" Charlie said in a dark tone.

Yong Ye said disdainfully: "Our Yanhuang Iron Brigade only recognizes the existence of the Holy See, you heretics should have been sent to the gallows long ago, dirty monsters that suck human blood, if you were not in Europe, you would have been killed by us long ago gone."

Cai Ning frowned, and said to Yong Ye: "Don't talk too much, we are just here to help."

Yong Ye smiled gently at Cai Ning and immediately shut up.

At this time, Gabriel seemed to have no patience. The one-handed giant sword, which was more than two feet long and three centimeters thick, suddenly netted. It is fighting or fleeing. Make a decision quickly. If you hesitate again, I will kill you. Let's do it first. "

"Gabriel, don't you think that outsiders should not interfere with our affairs? It's depraved that you would form an alliance with the Yanhuang Iron Brigade." Akméng said regretfully.

"These things have nothing to do with me. I am the head of the Red Crusaders. We, the Crusaders, only obey the Pope's oracle. I am only responsible for fighting."

"Since you think so, there is nothing more to say, old friend, it has been many years without a hand, I hope your body is not as rusty as your great sword", Akméngd finished, shrouded in the cloak The figure in the middle suddenly shot out from the cloak!

A tall and thin man with a face as lifeless as white paper, wearing an old tailored suit, like a black lightning, pierced through the tranquility of the night!

The fingertips of Akmeng's right finger showed a five-point Yinhong in an instant, and the nails quickly extended by one centimeter. The trajectory of waving in the dark night cut through the air, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air!

"Humph!"

Gabriel snorted, pulled out the giant sword in his hand from the dirt, and slapped it heavily with the back of the sword like a flat plate!

It seems to be a pure and simple slap, but it blocks all kinds of angles. When the speed is not allowed, it is tricky to force Akmeng to resist!

"throat!"

Without fear, Akmeng stretched out his scarlet blood claws, red flames flashed in his eyes, and head-to-head with the rusty giant sword!

"Cross Holy Light!"

Ackermund let out a sharp roar, and a cloud of milky white light appeared on the back of the sword, and a small cross star suddenly enlarged, turning into a huge group of cross rays of light that shrouded Ackermund!

"Sacrifice!"

A drop of blood oozes from Ackermeng's fingertips, forming a cloud of green flames in mid-air, colliding with the cross halo, making "time and time again" corrosion sounds, and then disappears.

Akméngde and Gabriel retreated more than ten meters after a round of hand-to-hand, and said to Mobiusius and others behind him in a faint voice: "Leave quickly, before the opponents are all encircled!"

Mobiusius and Charlie also knew that head-to-head encounters would be impossible to break through, and they didn't care whether Ackermund was in danger, so they moved quickly, wanting to escape from the woods on the other side to the beach.

"Don't even think about escaping, do you think we are just a display?"

The templar Arthur held the sword in one hand, and moved in front of Mobiusius and the others with two sliding steps. A holy light blade emerged from the blade, carrying thousands of complicated sword shadows, enveloping Mobiusius who was at the front. than Hughes!

"Little guy, don't underestimate people!"

Mobius Hughes was a little annoyed, obviously the young Arthur made him very uncomfortable, he raised a hand hidden under the cloak, and at some point in his hand was a long sword formed by the condensed blood technique unique to the blood clan, As soon as the bloody long sword broke into the shadow of the sword, it crushed all of Arthur's attacks!

The blood sword was violently violent in the air, and the strong air current made Arthur take several steps back uncontrollably!

"This is trying to stop me, Moby Hughes! You underestimate the elder of the great blood clan!"

But just when Moby Hughes thought it was an outstanding interception and led the people behind him to leave, dozens of icy stars suddenly appeared in front of him!

"Get out of the way!"

The intrepid speed of the blood clan saved them, but there was still a blood servant who didn't dodge in time, and was hit by several cold stars flying towards him!

"Aw..."

With a tragic cry, the vampire started to be burned directly under the cloak, and fell to the ground writhing in agony.

"Is it a silver needle, China's hidden weapon!?" Seeing the irretrievable servant, Charlie speculated angrily.

I saw Cai Ning, who had already changed into a tight combat outfit, standing out from the darkness in front of her. There was no trace of happiness or worry on her cold face. In one hand, she was holding a delicate needle-like hidden weapon.

"Twenty-seven rounds of rainstorm pear hua needles, although not the purest mechanical action, may be enough to deal with you," the woman who returned to the hua rain state, one of the eight tribes, answered Charlie. question.