Vol 9 Chapter 57: Decisive battle (4)

"Lillis, let's get out of here!" Father Jack had unloaded the heavy radio station behind him, barely stood up under Lily's bāngzh, his face whispered cautiously.
He and Lily have been in this danger for a long time, and they are forced to do so. After they entered the manor to see the body of Inte Gula, the Knights of the Round Table actually understood that there would be a big battle here and told them to leave.
It was only then that the nun, Lily, was still alive and unwilling to leave Lancelot, and Father Jack had to stay. The Knights of the Round Table saw that they did not want to leave, and naturally they would not be forced to force. His devout priest is not too concerned about life and death, either himself or others.
In addition, Lancelot is very confident in himself, does not think he will lose to a vampire, did not realize that there will be so many strong people in the end. When they were surrounded by the Necromancers, they could not leave because of Jack and Lily, so they stayed until now.
However, at that time, there were two sacred objects on their side, controlling the advantage of the battlefield, and there was no need to act rashly. As for the injury to Father Jack's ribs, it was caused by Silas.
The priest failed to accurately measure the strength of Silas after becoming a true vampire. She was sneaked and sneaked after she was awakened. Fortunately, Silas is still kind, and knows that the death of Ingula has nothing to do with them, so he has no mercy.
Now that Jack knows that he has left nothing to Lancelot, it is better to take this opportunity to leave, so that the Knights of the Round Table don't have to be distracted. It’s just that he didn’t notice that the nuns around him had just started, and the eyes began to flash strangely.
"Where do you want to go?" Just as Lily helped the priest Jack to retreat toward the rear of the manor, there was a low voice behind him.
"Lily, go ahead!" Jack changed his mind and pushed Lily away, turning carefully and looking backwards. I saw behind the two men, standing tall with a tattered mask.
The figure is wearing a gray German army uniform, but now it is full of broken and mottled blood clots, and it looks extremely sturdy. The mask on the face is only to the lips, it is composed of pieces of nail size, and it is not known what the material is. Just a glance, Jack’s heart is inexplicably mad.
The most bizarre thing is that the right hand of this burly soldier still holds a small old woman with a small body and a head and a head.
"Adults, we are only the medical staff of the Holy See, and have not participated in the battle." The priest glanced at the shoulders of the figure and saw the epaulettes on the white background.
As a priest of the King's Hall, although Jack is only the priest responsible for communication, he also understands the hierarchical composition of the Nazi superhuman. The double star on the white background is the captain's epaulette. Among the three organizations of the Nazis, the eunuchs should be powerful superhumans, and there is a qualitative gap between them.
Jack stared at Grant while nervously gesturing to Lily. He has no illusions about his escape, only hope that the nun's companion behind him will be able to leave a life.
"She is a medical staff, you are not!" Grant grinned, his body swaying, and rushed directly to Jack. The body is still in the air, and the breath begins to skyrocket. It has already opened the "clown gift" on the human skin mask.
In the battle ahead, he has already met the skill conditions, and now he can finally use it directly.
"Run!" Jack's face was stunned, and he pushed Lily awkwardly. He didn't retreat and opened his arms to Grant.
"Very brave, unfortunately not self-sufficient!" Grant's gaze flashed, and the slightest stepped away gave the priest's attack.
In fact, Grant was able to kill Father Jack after launching the "Clown Gift". However, he did not do this, but instead he worked with him to let another nun escape.

zhègè is awkward!
Father Jack was seriously injured. After a few strokes, he was exhausted. Just in a hurry, as soon as Lily escaped, she almost squirted a blood.
Lily did not flee outside the manor, but turned around in a panic and rushed toward Lancelot. The Knights of the Round Table have been heated up with Alcatel at this time, and it is more likely to be killed if they are slightly affected.
"Don't..." The priest took a quick rush and yelled at Lily loudly, hoping to let the flustered nun notice himself.
"It's almost!" Grant looked at Lily and ran out of a distance. His face suddenly showed a strange smile. Now he was so welcome, and his body was swaying, and he was quietly deceived behind Jack, almost faster than before. More than enough.
"Hey!" With a soft bang, Father Jack suddenly became stiff, and the words that were about to be exported were stuck in his throat. The blood of the mouth was pouring out of his mouth, and the look of his eyes quickly faded.
Grant blew his hand from Jack, and some yìài took off the little Rubik's Cube that appeared on the top of the priest. He smiled in a good mood and chased Lily without delay.
"Jack..." The round table knight, who was fighting with Alcatel, frowned slightly, and his toes were lightly tapped, and he retreated by a blow from his opponent.
"Hey!" Alcatel's face sank, and a soul stretched out from his arm, hitting Lancelot like an octopus tentacle.
"Jack and Lilith are not combatants, they shouldn't be damned!" Lancelot uglyly blocked the claws of the soul of the blood, whispered softly.
"What about that? Tonight, millions of civilians who died in the hands of the Crusaders in London are not combatants. Are they damned?" Alcatel said with a blank expression. "Silas has been my descendant for several months. But she didn't smoke any blood before the war. Is she damn? If she was familiar with the battle of blood souls, how could she die in your hands?"
Lancelot’s face was awkward and speechless. As a Knight of the Round Table, he did disgust with the Holy See’s war tonight. However, as a Catholic monk, his position determined that he could not oppose the Crusade.
"I won't leave regrets like you!" Lancelot's look was a little sloppy, and it looked like water.
The next moment, countless slender black shadows flew out of his body, like a surging wave rolling to Alcatel, some of them flying and rushing to pursue Lily's Grant.
"Is it really true? I thought you would always hide into the battle éshù!" Alcatel showed a sneer in his face and jumped back two steps to make a shadow.
These shadows are a thick thorn, and the monk's robe on Lancelot is completely shredded by these wattles, revealing a body composed of numerous dark green thorns. In addition to a nǎodài, this wattle grows under the skin of his whole body and looks like a vine with numerous spikes.
After revealing the body, Lancelot’s Yintang emerged with a white cross mark like a brand. After the appearance of the zhègè stigma, there was also a holy white light around the forehead, and a smaller circle of sacred marks emerged around the entire celestial cover, like wearing a crown of thorns.
Vitex is flying around Lancelot, like a myriad of loyal guards separating Alcatel, and a part behind him pushes Grant and protects the breathless Lily.
"It turned out to be this thing!" Looking at this scene, even Qin Lun and Captain America, who are fighting, can't help but slow down the action.
Qin Lun’s face showed a smile, and this time finally figured out which sacred object Lancelot carried, which is the crown of thorns!
In the "License" it was predicted that would become the king of Jerusalem, but it did not materialize. When was crucified, in order to satirize him, a soldier made a "crown" with thorns, let the thorns pierce the head of Jesus, and said "Congratulations on being the king of the Jews."
The crown of thorns made ruthlessly tortured and miserable. Because of the zhègè allusions, some of the Catholic monks used to use self-mutilation to strengthen their beliefs and practices.
When Lancelot was a Knight of the Round Table, he had committed unforgivable sins and worked hard for the second half of his life. In this respect, he does have the possibility to wear this crown of thorns. Because the crown of thorns is contaminated with holy blood, his constant reincarnation has a reasonable explanation.
"Two bosses, do you want to do it now?" A softly inquired from Qin Lun and Grant's team channel.
"No, it's not the time!" Qin Lun and Grant had no different faces, and they didn't even look back at Lily who had already arrived behind Lancelot.
"Gedhard!" The crowd was slowing down the pace of the battle because of the changes in Lancelot. In the distance, there was a scream of anger, and two figures rushed toward the manor.
Leading one person, petite and exquisite, as soon as he enters the manor, he will go straight to Grant. And behind her, she was huge, with a fierce wind, rushing to the battle between Qin Lun and Captain America.
Little Red Riding Hood and White Giant Rio finally arrived! And hundreds of meters behind them, there is a group of Huanglong sand rolls roaring ~EbookFREE.me~ is the slower sand storm Queen Monica.
"It’s finally arrived!" Qin Lun’s eyes flashed, and several crystal mirrors appeared at his feet, instantly pulling away from the captain of the United States, while Grant on the other side stepped back cautiously and ran towards him.
The sergeant's silvery eyes suddenly lit up, and the experienced combatman Steve Rogers was keenly aware of an opportunity at this moment.
At this time, belonging to the Qin Lun side, there are three superhumans, equal to the Avengers and Green Hunters. The three people are not far apart. Once they meet, the strength of the two sides will be deadlocked. It is difficult for the US captain to kill Qin Lun again.
Of course, the Qin Lun side wants to kill the Avengers and Green Hunters, and there are not many opportunities.
However, at present, there is no contract partner between the two sides. Qin Lun and Grant are separated by a Little Red Riding Hood, and a white giant is separated from the Queen of the Sandstorm. The same is true of the Avengers and Green Hunters, each blocking an enemy.
With their fighting ability, this situation is fleeting, but before the meeting, it seems that anyone is in a situation of being pinched...