236 Matthew and Akado (Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth Chapters Combined Into One)

"Steve, are you sure letting Matthew go it alone is a good thing?"

Rumlow was sitting opposite Steve and said, looking a little weird.

He held a special cigarette in his left hand and a bottle of vodka in his right hand. There were a few pastries and two teacups on the table.

It was supposed to be meal time soon, so they shouldn't act rashly at this time.

"Helsing has acquiesced to our approach. As much as I hate to say it, we are here as SHIELD manpower."

Steve picked up the teacup and took a sip, speaking feebly.

Even though he and Nick Fury don't get along very well, now he still has to do this according to Nick Fury's wishes.

This is not something that is arranged in advance, but something that will inevitably be done after arriving here.

Helsing will not easily believe in their fighting power, even if he is the famous Captain America.

And they will not entrust the leadership of the battle to Hexin, so if they want to obtain the leadership of the next battle, they have to use this somewhat disturbing method to decide.

Matthew is a good candidate. Among the current people, Matthew has the strongest combat effectiveness.

Matthew, who was training with Leiko, was only weaker than Rorschach, a talented warrior on the Holy Mountain.

At the same time, only Matthew is good at acting within the rules.

"I am very glad to have left the S.H.I.E.L.D. sequence at this time, otherwise it would have been my turn to consider these things."

Rumlow took a swig of wine and then burped.

"I remember you were not like this before. At that time, you always had a serious expression on your face."

Steve looked at Rumlow in front of him and felt a little funny.

"People always change. It doesn't seem to be a problem for me to live a more comfortable life after leaving SHIELD."

Rumlow shook his head, then sat up straight.

"It's about to start. I'm worried that Luke and the others will get involved."

Steve glanced at the direction of Luke and Jessica's house with amusement.

"Don't look at Luke looking stupid. You must know that he is the successor chosen by Madoc's ancestor. He is smarter than you think."

Rumlow stood up and seemed to be going to rest:

"It's almost time to start. Matthew can handle it."

Rumlow left Steve's house after saying these words, intending to take a nap.

"It's really troublesome. We shouldn't get involved in political events."

Steve drank the tea in his cup, then picked up his shield, preparing for battle.

Although he still trusts Matthew, this place is Hesing's territory, and he will not place his hope on others to stop the matter.

…

Heising's basement was filled with the smell of burnt cigars, and the smoke and dust made Matthew want to sneeze.

"Hellboy!"

Matthew had caught the weapon in his hand and placed it in front of him, and he was ready to charge.

It wasn't that Hellboy was hostile to him, but that the slumped red figure sitting on the bench holding red wine put tremendous pressure on him.

It was not a question of good or evil, but the thick smell of death and the chaotic feeling of millions of people's lives being melted into one furnace.

"Are you the soldier that day?"

Hellboy is sitting cross-legged opposite Accardo. His huge reminder makes him not much shorter than Accardo even when he is sitting on the ground.

Hellboy crushed the cigar in his hand aside. The pile of cigarette butts and ashes on the ground was already like a small dirt bag.

He was surprised that Matthew was here.

"Who is that person?"

Matthew asked Hellboy with his face facing Accardo, who was looking at him with interest.

Rather than directly asking that dangerous guy, it would be more appropriate to ask Hellboy, an "acquaintance".

"he?"

Hellboy turned his head and glanced at Accardo, and then said to Matthew naturally:

"Accardo, a vampire. But when did you come here?"

Hellboy touched the severed horn on his head and asked Matthew in surprise.

He was deeply impressed by Matthew as a warrior, who could bring down the Ghost Rider head-on, and who also had the power to defeat him head-on.

Matthew's appearance in Helsing made him somewhat confused, but using his brain was not something he was good at, so he simply asked directly.

As soon as Hellboy finished speaking, Accardo's voice sounded directly:

"Oh? Can you feel my danger? It's really exciting..."

Accardo interrupted the communication between Hellboy and Matthew, shaking the red wine glass in his hand and speaking inexplicably.

A pair of eyes hidden under orange sunglasses began to glow red.

"Accardo, you haven't said a word to me for so many days, why did you talk to him directly?"

Hellboy took out the last chocolate bar he had and was unpacking it.

Accardo did not answer Hellboy's question, but just looked at Matthew with a cautious smile.

"So are you human! Tell me!"

Accardo stood up directly. His tall figure and noble-like posture made him full of enchanting beauty.

As he stood up, the dangerous aura of chaos began to envelope Matthew's body like a tide.

"Monster!? Not a demon? I can't say evil, but kindness is far from you! How many people have you killed!"

Matthew's words were a little confusing, and his tone even sounded like he was asking.

His feet have begun to exert force, and the muscles on his slender calves have begun to swell. If there is a need to fight, Matthew can pierce the weapon into Accardo's body in the next moment.

"It's great. You look so much like the man I remember. It's great! There are such powerful humans in the world!"

Accardo's voice was trembling, and the shadows on the ground began to sway.

No one knew why he was excited, but the overwhelming momentum made Matthew prepare for it.

"Who are you!"

The voice of the Blade Warrior appeared somewhat suddenly at this time, and Accardo's thoughts of fighting were instantly dismissed.

He wanted a fight, a fight to the death with real humans.

But he would not want to perform a play for a beast on a shabby stage.

This beast is talking about Blade!

"Mixed-blood bastard? You came at the wrong time..."

A chill emanated from Accardo's body, and his mood was completely ruined.

His white and slender hand was seen picking up the pistol from the small round table on one side, and directly pointed at the Blade Warrior and pulled the trigger.

With a sound of "Bang!", the bullet came out of the chamber and was split in half by the blade in the blink of an eye with the long silver knife on his back.

The bullet fell to the ground as if it had lost all power, but there was also a crack in the silver katana.

"Oh? Excellent swordsmanship. I didn't know those beasts could learn such a technique."

This time Accardo looked at the blade no longer with complete contempt, but with a hint of appreciation.

Pure strength may change due to bloodline and other reasons, but only technology is something you pay for in return.

Even in the East, Blade's swordsmanship is enough to be called a swordsman. This kind of strength has nothing to do with blood, but only the level of talent and hard work.

Accardo doesn't hate this guy.

"What's your name? I'm interested in hearing your name. I'm a little surprised that someone like you can appear among the bastards who have stolen the power of a real vampire."

Accardo's tone is condescending, and he will maintain the lowest level of respect when facing humans.

That is the reverence of the half-dead for life.

But facing Blade, who is half vampire bastard, Accardo's respect is extremely limited.

So his tone was still condescending.

"Eric Brooks, who the hell are you?"

Blade's arm trembled slightly, and the bullets fired from that special pistol were not comparable to ordinary warheads.

Splitting the bullet was already difficult for him.

Even at this time, he did not say that he was proud to be nicknamed "Day Walker". That kind of crushing on the life level made him feel the fear he had not seen for a long time.

You must know that even when Father Anderson was nailed to the ground like a harpoon, he did not feel such fear in his heart. At that time, he only felt that death was approaching.

And now the fear contained in his body made him feel so strange for the first time.

Blade is well aware of the advantages and disadvantages of pistols in short-range combat. When extraordinary people encounter evenly matched opponents, they trust their bodies and cold weapons more than pistols.

The way Accardo fought showed that he wasn't taking this fight seriously.

"Don't those bastards who stole my name even know who I am? That's right, that big piece of trash doesn't dare to pass on the truth.

Now I've had enough fun, if you want to fight, let's start. "

Accardo did not sit back in his chair, but just poured a new glass of red wine and picked it up.

"Well, Matthew, right? I remember your name was this."

Hellboy shouted to Matthew. As for Matthew's name, he had already found it from the channels of the Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau.

He understands the horror of Accardo better than Matthew and Blade.

Although he didn't know why Accardo maintained a certain degree of equality towards him, he didn't want a fight to happen here.

"Why did you come to Haixin? It's not just to find me, right?"

Hellboy doesn't want to see the fight happen.

He knew very well the level of Matthew's power, which was indeed powerful, but compared to Accardo's terror, Matthew was like gravel hit by the waves.

The battle with Accardo cannot be said to be a battle, it should be said to be an endless war.

"We came here in accordance with SHIELD's request, just to seek cooperation with Hydra that we may encounter next. Director Nick Fury should have told your Ms. Integra about this."

Matthew stood in front of Blade, whose body began to tremble, and the weapons in his hands were placed on both sides of his body.

In any case, Blade is his temporary teammate. Matthew's position is very firm towards this veteran of the Howling Commandos and a guy who doesn't feel any sinful aura about him.

Although he still maintained a fighting posture, this was much better than the previous posture of launching a collision in the next second.

"Then, you fight with Silas. If you win, you will have the right to act independently when the battle occurs. If you lose, you will fight according to Intergula's arrangement."

Acardo really wanted to fight Matthew in person, and that eagerness came from the heart.

But if the battle really started, Akado was afraid that he would not be able to take Intergula's arrangement into consideration, so he simply let Silas feel the power of the strong among humans.

Alexander Anderson, whom he met before, was also an opponent who could bring excitement and anticipation to Akado.

Silas is still too immature now, and he has not even sucked blood once after becoming a vampire.

Such Silas is just a half-baked one in Akado's mouth.

"Silas, come down for a moment. Bring your weapon."

Acardo called his "daughter" in a unique way for vampires. This kind of paging from a superior to a subordinate can cross space.

Silas, who received the call, immediately took his special large gun and started to act.

Acardo's satisfied eyes were blocked by orange sunglasses, but from his relaxed posture, he was very comfortable.

"I say, why don't you leave? What are you waiting for?"

Acardo spoke to Hellboy in a weird tone, and slowly poured the red wine into his throat.

"The last time we met, you looked at me with a special look, and I was just waiting for an answer."

Hellboy answered Acardo in a serious tone.

He has been in this basement for a long time, and he wants to know the truth about his life from Acardo.

For this, he is even willing to compete with an immortal in endurance.

"When it's time for you to know, you will know naturally. You are not qualified now."

Acardo answered Hellboy in a perfunctory tone. He had no expectations for Hellboy.

Even if the fully awakened Hellboy had the power to fight him, Akado didn't expect this at all.

"Only humans can kill monsters."

This is the belief that Akado has insisted on until now. He is willing to hand over his sinful life to humans, but he doesn't want to, and won't, lose to another monster.

"Mr. Akado, can your words represent Ms. Integula?"

Matthew stared at Akado with lifeless eyes as if he could see him.

The source of fear that has always existed allows Matthew to lock Akado's position without any other means.

The gloom is filled with fanatical beliefs and the almost morbid and twisted love.

Millions of emotions are rising from Akado's body, and the shadow on the ground seems to flash a red light!

"That's what she asked for, Matthew. By the way, what's your full name?"

Acardo raised his glass to Matthew from a distance:

"Are you going to try my collection?"

This was the first time that Accardo invited someone to drink with him, and his tone was full of expectations.

"My name is Matthew Murdoch. Thank you for your kindness, but no, I can't drink that."

Matthew finally let down his guard and hung his weapon around his waist.

Then he took out a pottery jar from his backpack and opened the mud seal.

In an instant, a strong smell of alcohol filled the room.

Matthew raised his head and drank half a jar of liquor directly. This was the graduation gift given to him by Lei Ke, and there were only three jars in total.

That was the gift that Burkeso gave to Lei Ke who was on his journey. It was a pity that Lei Ke did not have time to create a legend.

After receiving the gift, Matthew used his savings to buy three boxes of vodka as a return gift to Lei Ke.

Then he threw the remaining half jar directly to Accardo.

"Try it, this is my most precious wine."

Matthew's body has adapted to the pressure of this place, and as he behaves, a savage and rough aura begins to spread from him.

Although it is not as powerful as the aura that Akado accidentally released, it is enough to just stand here calmly.

"It's a surprise, it reminds me of the old days."

Acardo took the liquor and poured it directly into his mouth without any elegance.

The liquor did not leak, but entered Akado's stomach.

The burning sensation made Akado let out a long sigh.

"I still care about your complexity of millions of lives in one body."

Matthew couldn't convey this emotion with his eyes, but he could clearly express his meaning with words.

"You will know when the time comes, isn't this the goal of your coming here?"

Acardo finished the liquor in a blink of an eye, and the pottery jar full of the breath of time was placed on the ground.

"Do you know? Blood is the currency of the soul. This jar of wine contains the blood of a strong man. It's a pity that his soul is not very complete, which makes this wine a little dull."

Acardo looked at Matthew in front of him with a smile and said something strange.

This wine was given to Leko by Bulkaiso. As Bulkaiso's earliest work, his blood exists in it to suppress the disgusting taste of demon blood.

Later, this method was replaced by the spring water of the high-level heaven.

"I don't know about this. This was given to me by a respectable elder."

Matthew wasn't interested at all.

Accardo was confused.

There is nothing wrong with the saying that blood is the currency of the soul, but the information he can read from this bit of blood is extremely limited.

Just a few fleeting images.

But the feeling of incompleteness in his soul lingered, causing him to have an emotion called regret.

Accardo felt that this must be a very troublesome matter, so he calmed down his expression.

A face as calm as a wax statue.

"Master, did you call me?"

Silas appeared in the basement with the long gun on his back. The blond hair tied back and the small fangs at the corners of his mouth were a little playful.

Blade immediately looked at Silas, but Matthew didn't even turn his head.

He didn't need vision to confirm the identity of the other party. The complete lack of heartbeat already indicated the girl's identity.

vampire!

But Matthew couldn't feel the slightest sin from Silas's body, nor could he feel even a trace of mixed life.

Obviously Accardo's mixed aura is just an exception, at least not every vampire is like that.

"This gentleman needs a fight, and I am not suitable to take action. I leave it to you. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. As long as you can do it, you can do anything."

Accardo's magnetic voice sounded, and he pointed to Matthew's position with his chin.

Although this gesture is not very polite, no one will care.

But Seles didn't react for a moment.

She pointed a finger at herself somewhat stupidly, like a child seeking confirmation from her "father".

"What is the name of this lady?"

Matthew asked Accardo, he was too embarrassed to ask such a cute girl.

"Silas Victoria! Get ready to fight, then fight! He doesn't need your hold back or hesitation!"

Accardo answered Matthew's question by calling Silas's name.

Silas stood up straight, like a child who didn't know why he was being scolded, and chose to do as asked with doubts.

"Sir, although I don't know your name, please be prepared!"

Silas' loud voice sounded, and then the spear on his back was already in his hand.

The overly long firearm was obviously not something that ordinary humans could control, and its large caliber could almost be called a cannon.

Silas was full of serious attitude, and Matthew was a little surprised by the kind of unyielding obedience regardless of the circumstances.

"I'll do my best, but I won't aim for your head or your heart."

Matthew nodded to Silas, and then spoke seriously.

"Understood, sir! I cannot control the destructive power of firearms, so please be careful!"

Silas has already pointed the barrel of the gun at Matthew and can shoot directly the next moment.

Although he has never sucked blood, his physical fitness as a vampire has already worked!

Even though Silas does not have strong melee capabilities at this time, he can still pose a powerful threat with just his firearms.

"ha!"

Matthew let out a war cry, already holding the weapon in his hand, and launched a violent charge at Silas!

There is no need to hold back when fighting vampires. This attitude was already conveyed to Matthew with his cold breath when Accardo spoke.

"Bang!" The sound of gunfire, which was countless times louder than before, echoed in the basement.

Matthew slammed his mace directly into the massive warhead, dashed through the flames of the explosion, and plunged the weapon into Silas's belly.

Then with a strong force on his waist, Silas was thrown up to the ceiling.

A circle of dense blisters appeared on Matthew's body, which was the high temperature generated when the elixir exploded.

But Matthew didn't notice it and turned his body in the direction where Silas was about to land!

"Bang!"

Another gunshot!

Silas adjusted his posture when he was thrown away, and fired another shot just before hitting the ceiling!