Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

"Meet in?"

"As a dead man, you dare to walk in front of me. A group of undead gathered into a legion, marching in a line, deviating from the only righteous law, and trying to use some evil ways to make the world a mess. We, Section 13, will definitely not sit idly by and watch."

As soon as Father Alexander Anderson finished speaking, the members of Section 13 behind him all smiled.

They had already understood Father Alexander Anderson's intention, and one by one they picked up their weapons and stood behind Father Alexander Anderson.

Looking at the Nazi soldiers, Father Alexander Anderson drew out two muskets and crossed his hands to form a cross. Behind him, a bright moon was hanging high in the sky.

As God's spokesman, Father Alexander Anderson will cleanse the ground of heretics hostile to the Holy See.

"You dead men will eventually fall down again without dignity like weeds."

"Amen!"

What was strange was that although only Father Alexander Anderson was speaking, the Nazi soldiers were suppressed by his momentum and unable to resist.

Although the Nazi soldiers were transformed and had the abilities of vampires, let alone their crappy artificial vampires, even authentic vampires would have no choice but to flee when they encountered Father Alexander Anderson.

As the ace of Section 13, the number of dark creatures who died at the hands of Father Alexander Anderson was too numerous to count.

After Father Alexander Anderson stated his purpose, Helsing couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the people who came to save me were actually those from the Palace of the King of Law, who had always been at odds with me. Fate really likes to play tricks on me.

"Let's go, we are no longer needed here." Helsing waved to Lin Yi and sat back in the driver's seat of the car.

Seeing this, Lin Yi no longer paid attention to the situation here. He turned around and followed Helsing into the car.

The most important thing when coming to this world is to collect resources. As for killing people, the entire city of London will be caught up in a decisive battle soon, so there is no need to worry about missing it.

With the sound of tires rubbing against the ground, more and more members of Section 13 gathered behind Father Alexander Anderson.

At this moment, Father Alexander Anderson stared at the Nazi soldiers in front of him and began to mutter to himself, reciting the blessing of Section Thirteen.

"We ask ourselves, why are you waiting?"

"We are traitors, the traitor Judas." As Father Alexander Anderson finished his words, the roofs on both sides of the street were densely populated by clergymen of the Vatican, who responded to Father Alexander Anderson in unison.

Seeing this, the Nazi soldiers quickly raised their guns and aimed at the members of Section 13 on the roof.

These members ignored the black muzzles of the Nazi soldiers' guns and continued to chant along with Father Alexander Anderson.

"What is that you hold in your right hand, you who betray me?"

"Dagger and poison."

"What is that you hold in your left hand, you traitor?"

"Thirty silver coins and a straw rope."

"Charge! Charge!" Seeing that the enemy's troops were increasing in number, the non-commissioned officers on the Nazi soldiers' side finally couldn't hold back and took the lead in charging towards Father Alexander Anderson.

Father Alexander Anderson grasped the blunderbuss with his backhand, raised his arms high, and used a powerful move to split the Nazi officer in two.

The blood stained Father Alexander Anderson's robes, and also made his eyes faintly bloodshot.

"Traitor, why are you waiting like this?"

"We are not apostles, believers, or believers, nor are we believers, nor are we traitors. We serve only one thing, and we only bow down to receive grace and to fight rebellion."

"A murderer who wields two knives in the dark and poisons dinner."

"We are the dead apostles, a group of dead apostles."

"We are now, the betrayer Judas."

"When the time comes, we will throw thirty silver coins to the god and hang ourselves with straw ropes."

"Then we shall go to hell together as a group."

"Hey, I wish to fight against the seven million four hundred thousand five hundred and twenty-six evil spirits of hell."

After the chanting, Father Alexander Anderson opened his windbreaker, and several gun swords appeared in his hands.

Looking at the Nazi soldiers getting closer and closer to him, Father Alexander Anderson leaped into the air and then swung his hands with all his might.

In an instant, dozens of blunderbusses rushed into the Nazi soldiers' camp and pierced their immortal bodies that they were so proud of.

These gun swords were made by Father Alexander Anderson using divine magic. Their main structure is not metal, but comes from the Bible that Father Alexander Anderson carries.

As long as Father Alexander Anderson's Bibles are not exhausted, he will have an inexhaustible supply of muskets and swords to wield.

The members of Section 13 who followed Father Alexander Anderson also raised their guns.

What they held were all Desert Eagles that had been transformed through divine powers.

The bullets in the gun barrel have been soaked in holy water for a long time and blessed by divine magic. For dark creatures, these bullets are their nemesis.

Several Nazi soldiers wanted to pull out the blunderbuss thrown by Father Alexander Anderson, but just as their palms touched the blunderbuss, shining characters appeared on the blade of the blunderbuss and suddenly bounced their palms away.

The bodies of these gun swords are the Bible, so naturally they cannot be desecrated by these dark creatures.

Just when those Nazi soldiers were about to raise their submachine guns and fight back with their blunderbusses at arm's length, something unexpected happened. Wisps of green smoke suddenly began to emerge from the tail end of the blunderbusses.

The Nazi soldiers were very familiar with this smell, which was clearly the smell of explosives being ignited.

The next second, the blunderbuss stuck in the Nazi soldier's body exploded.

With a loud bang, the Nazi soldiers' bodies were blown to pieces in the violent explosion, turning into countless tiny fragments that flew everywhere.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining dozen or so Nazi soldiers decided to retreat and turned around to prepare to retreat.

However, Section Thirteen will not let them off easily.

In the philosophy of the Thirteenth Department, these dark creatures must all be eliminated. Whether in the present or in the distant future, there is absolutely no place for these monsters to survive in the world.

Dozens of Desert Eagles were aimed at the soldiers who were trying to escape. The triggers were pulled, and accompanied by a series of crisp gunshots, all the Nazi soldiers in front of them were wiped out, and no one survived.

This is the Vatican’s trump card organization, the Thirteenth Department of Traitors, a trial agency exclusive to the Vatican.

On a hill not far from the city of London, Enrico Maxwell, the commander of Section 13, was leisurely resting on a recliner.

For Enrico Maxwell, it didn't matter how many Londoners died.

In his opinion, these people were all Protestant heretics.

To the French Royal Court to which he belonged, they were all aliens, and it would be the best thing if they could perish together with those Nazi soldiers.

"Reporting, Father Alexander Anderson has had a conflict with the Millennium Nazi soldiers."

An observer came up to Enrico Maxwell and told him what had just happened.

"The priest has come back to his old habit again. We had clearly agreed before that he only had to stay there and monitor, but he couldn't help himself." Enrico Maxwell was not surprised after hearing this. The reason why Father Alexander Anderson could become the ace of Section Thirteen was his extremely firm belief and his tough attitude of killing every dark creature he saw.

To be honest, the fact that Father Alexander Anderson had endured until now before taking action against the Nazi soldiers was beyond Enrico Maxwell's expectations.

Enrico Maxwell got down from the lounge chair and walked to the shore.

Standing here and looking around, you can see that the entire city of London has been engulfed in flames.

Thick black smoke continued to drift from the city into the sky, naturally mixed with people's wailing.

“It’s really spectacular, it’s like purgatory.”

"London is now in a state of collapse. After being attacked from the sky, the fire has been spreading towards the city of London. Countless people have died, and most of them have turned into ghouls."

After hearing the report from his men, Enrico Maxwell's expression did not change at all.

"This is divine punishment. Those fools tried to open the door to heresy and were so proud of themselves. Now they have brought this upon themselves." Enrico Maxwell gave this comment on what London was experiencing with a blank expression, and there seemed to be a hint of disdain in his tone. As the leader of the French King's Office, Enrico Maxwell was at odds with the British Hellsing Agency from the bottom of his heart.

The Hellsing Agency relies on vampires to fight other dark creatures. In the eyes of the Pope's Office, this is like throwing the face of the Holy See to the ground and stepping on it hard.

Unfortunately, given the delicate relationship between the two parties, no matter how much the Law King's Office dislikes the Hellsing Agency, it cannot directly conflict with it.

Once a conflict occurs, the situation will be serious and the consequences will be something that Section 13 cannot afford.

But in this situation, with the fall of London, the French King's Office finally has a legitimate reason to intervene.

Behind them, the sound of armor colliding was heard, and one knight after another in silver armor appeared behind Enrico Maxwell.

These silver-armored knights all held a gun that looked like a long axe in their hands.

Times are constantly changing, and the French King's Office must naturally keep pace with the times. It can't really let its soldiers foolishly hold long axes and fight against hot weapons. If that were the case, they would simply be sending themselves to die in vain.

"Let's take Britain back from those monsters and pagans!"

"Kill everyone you see, whether they are pagans or monsters, show no mercy!"

"Organize the army!"

"Kurlanti, the Sword Friends Order, all 340 soldiers, join the battle."

"Nueba Knights, 1141 men, join the battle."

"Tuscan Legion, 2403 soldiers, join the battle."

These are the forces under the command of the French King's Office. As Enrico Maxwell issued the assembly order, these soldiers naturally gathered near the city of London, waiting for Enrico Maxwell to give the next order.

"Your legion will once again form the Ninth Crusade to wipe out all the heretics and monsters. We must make Britain, which is now in a hellish predicament, return to the glory of the highest order! Amen!"

As Enrico Maxwell spoke, all the soldiers knelt on one knee and responded in unison.

From this moment on, the Crusaders organized by the French Royal Office joined the war.

[Announcement: The Ninth Crusade has begun, and the intensity of the battlefield in London has changed. ]

【Tip: The city of London has become an ultra-high-risk area. 】

[London is the location where a large-scale plot battle will take place. It is recommended that ten or more fourth-level contractors enter together.]

[Hunter will no longer obtain treasure chests and the origin of the world after killing enemies when entering the London area. ]

[If the London City Battle ends, the hunter's kill record in this battle will be rewarded. If you leave London City during the battle, the plot will be forcibly terminated. ]

[The hunter has triggered the following task, do you choose to accept it? 】

[Side quest: Monster Hunter, while in London, you need to kill ten dark creatures. The more you kill, the better the settlement reward.]

[Hidden Mission: Join the battlefield as the third force.]

[Tip: This mission will greatly increase the difficulty of the battlefield, so hunters are advised to make careful decisions.]

The moment the Dharma King's Hall joined the battlefield, the reminder sound of the Samsara Paradise rang in Lin Yi's ears.

After hearing the hint, Lin Yi chose to set up a separate force.

[Hint: The hunter has decided to join the battlefield as a third-party force. Please name this force.]

[The Shadow Empire has joined the battlefield. ]

As the announcement from Samsara Paradise was made, Enrico Maxwell, Hirsing, Father Alexander Anderson, and the major on the airship all sensed something.

"Are there new forces joining this battlefield? Come on! The more chaotic the better!" The major put down the knife and fork in his hand and moved to the window. In the house behind him, his men were performing a transformation operation on the butler Walter.

In the Atlantic Ocean, a tattered aircraft carrier was sailing on the sea, with the deck piled with the bodies of the crew members. The vampire king Akado stood quietly on the deck, controlling the aircraft carrier towards the city of London.

"This wind carries a familiar smell." Akado raised his head slightly, facing the sea breeze, and murmured to himself.

Although it was still quite a distance away from London, Akado's sense of smell had already detected a very strong smell of blood in the sea breeze.

"The breath of death, the breath of war, how nostalgic." Akado raised the corners of his mouth slightly, crossed his arms across his chest, and his red pupils, which had originally revealed a dangerous look, became much brighter at this moment.

And beneath him, the speed of the aircraft carrier involuntarily increased a bit, as if it was eager to rush to the battlefield full of killing.

For Akado, the peaceful life had already made him bored.

Only the chaos brought by the war and the scenes of wanton killing could arouse some interest in him and make him feel that his long and boring "life" had a little value worth remembering.

With the sound of brakes, Hellsing finally arrived at the headquarters of the Hellsing agency under Lin Yi's escort.

"Director!"

After seeing the iconic Rolls-Royce, a blonde girl immediately ran out of the villa.

However, after seeing Lin Yi sitting in the car, the girl realized that her appearance just now was a bit rude, and hurriedly adjusted her manners in a hurry, trying to make herself look more dignified.

"Hello! Silas Victoria." The blonde girl was a little naive. Only after she saw Lin Yi get off the car did she realize that she wanted to say hello to Lin Yi.

"Just call me doctor." Lin Yi smiled gently, and at this moment, the shadow behind him seemed to come alive and moved.

Seeing this, Silas Victoria immediately raised the heavy machine gun in her hand and aimed it at Lin Yi's shadow. Her eyes were full of vigilance and she was on alert.

"Your perception is quite sharp, but these are not your enemies, so don't worry for now."

Hearing Lin Yi's words, Silas Victoria looked at Helsing. Seeing that Helsing did not object, Silas Victoria breathed a sigh of relief and put away the gun in his hand.

"Silas, go get all the heavy weapons that were prepared earlier. The war has already begun." Hircine ignored Silas who was fighting wits with the air and instead issued a combat order.

"Understood, Chief. Then this gentleman..."

"Don't worry about him, just pretend he doesn't exist." Hirsing waved his hand and said casually.

"That won't do. What about the reward?"

"...The treasure house is on the first floor of the basement. Here is the key." Helsing sighed, took out a key from his pocket and handed it to Lin Yi.

To be honest, Helsing had also seen the person behind Lin Yi. He was at least a master of the same level as the priest.

But who would have thought that Lin Yi would talk about remuneration all the time, which really lowered his image.

After taking the key, Lin Yi walked into the villa under the guidance of Silas Victoria.

Inside the villa, a dozen mercenaries were carrying sandbags in the lobby on the first floor, preparing to turn the villa into a war fortress.

Lin Yi ignored all this and walked into the basement alone.

After entering the basement, a dark and damp smell hit him in the face and lingered around Lin Yi.

The basements of villas that are hundreds of years old tend to be dark and damp.

What's more, the existence of dark creatures like Akado here makes the dark energy in the basement much more concentrated than other places.

Lin Yi walked along the road and soon came to an iron gate.

Within three meters of Lin Yi near the iron gate, dozens of machine guns suddenly extended out from the wall and aimed at Lin Yi.

Once Lin Yi prepares to break through here by force, these machine guns will open fire immediately.

Lin Yi took out the key given to him by Helsing from his pocket and inserted it into the iron door. With a few sounds of mechanical movement, the machine guns retracted into the wall as if they had received an order, and a narrow gap appeared in the iron door in front of Lin Yi.

When he pushed open the door, a musty smell entered Lin Yi's nostrils.

"Is this the treasure house of the Hellsing Agency? This is too shabby."

Lin Yi waved his hand and covered his nose, and then he felt that the strong musty smell in the air was slightly reduced. (End of this chapter)