Predatory map of ominous birds

When Fafnir and the skeletons entered London in tanks and armored vehicles, facing the burning London, the skeletons were stunned. . . . . . . . .

Fafnir already knew what the vampire soldiers were up to in London, so he wasn't surprised at all—to be honest, it would be a shame if a group of cartoon-rendered characters were massacred by another group of cartoon-rendered characters. It is quite difficult to express surprise with a piece of mosaic. . . . . . .

It's just that for the skeleton grenadiers who actually appear in real three-dimensional images in this world, seeing civilians who are "real" in their eyes being massacred by vampires is really a breakthrough for this group of life. The former is the lower limit of the dead ghosts of Wehrmacht soldiers.

Laughing wildly, the vampires used guns, bayonets, and claws to kill civilians in London. Whether they were men or women, old people or children, these vampires gave them equal death and turned them all into fuzzy flesh—— In Fafnir's eyes, it was piles of mosaics. . . . . . .

"This is a group of gangsters... Fafnir. They are just like the special operations team we saw on the Eastern Front, they are just a group of low-level murderers and gangsters." Carl's skull face turned to face Fafnir. Fennier said, and the skeletons on one side also gathered together and made clicks of approval.

"That's right, a bunch of cowards and gangsters. Karl, Longinus, you fought all the way to Berlin like me, Shutekhajan, Yang, you also fought on the Eastern Front for a long time. Take a good look Look, recall. Have you ever seen any of their faces on any battlefield on the Eastern Front, on any street in Berlin?" Fafnir asked without turning his head.

"You haven't seen it, and neither have I. They're just a bunch of deserters who dare not go to war. I haven't seen any of them in Stalingrad, Kursk, Belarus, East Prussia, or Berlin." The Waffen SS? Karl, the worst Waffen SS guy we've ever seen on the Eastern Front, at least dared to face the Yugoslav partisans. Who like them now can only show their prowess on civilians? You have to become an inhuman monster to dare to come out and use this kind of power to kill civilians... The real good man has already died on the battlefield, and this is what is left."

"It's just that this group of trash can't have the last laugh...Look, someone over there is also killing these vampires..." Fafnir Pointed a little with his chin to a distant place.

The red flames in the eyes of the skeletons flickered. They saw a distance beyond the range of human vision. An oriental man killed the vampires with even more inhuman strength and speed. The vampires were in front of him. Same powerlessness.

"War of monsters? Hahaha, look at us, this kind of words describe us similarly." Smiling skeleton soldiers raised their guns and chased them with precise crossfire The vampires who watched the citizens of London were killed and turned into ashes.Seeing the more terrified eyes of the escaped citizens in front of them, the skeletons sighed silently.

"Fafnir, we are going to retire..." The Shutkehaojian skeleton with a charred flamethrower on its back spoke with shaking upper and lower jawbones.

"Yeah........."

"Our war ended 55 years ago... It's just a feeling of reluctance that makes us wake up again. Now, we see that our contemporary enemy has also disappeared. It's not our time of war anymore. Enemies, companions, and empires are outdated and gone. It's time for us to retire, Fafnir. We know you're not like us Yes, please forgive us, we should leave..." Carl, who was on another King Tiger, said.

"Is that so.....Let's go." Fafnir leaned on his Tiger King and looked at the group of skeletons and sighed.

"Goodbye, my comrade-in-arms." The skeletons sighed silently.

"Goodbye, you guys." Fafnir still leaned on the tank and waved.

The skeletons still lined up neatly and saluted, then dispersed, turned around, and drove away in their own tanks or armored trucks.

As the tanks and trucks are gradually activated, the appearance of these tanks and trucks gradually begins to age, corrode, and weather. . . . . . .Finally, as the sound of the engine gradually became quieter, the tank and the skeletons turned into floating dust in the wind. At this time, a soft singing of "Lily Malian" sounded out of nowhere. sobbing. . . . . . .

Fafnir didn't let go of his gift in return, until the singing and the breeze disappeared without a trace.

He climbed into the front of his King Tiger and sat there, smoking a cigarette.Fafnir is a non-smoker, and in the days of World War II long ago, he would trade his ration of cigarettes and companions for other things.Today, for the first time, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but he didn't light it, just staring at the London hell in front of him with the cigarette in his mouth.

No Londoner or vampire would dare approach the lone King Tiger tank.Fafnir stayed alone on the tank in a daze, until the barking of dogs in the tank woke him up.

Fafnir rolled up the cigarette casually, looked up at the airship in the sky.

"This world has been invaded by other worlds... It's an interesting overlap. I just didn't expect that there is a world that absorbs other small worlds in this void... The vampires seem to be getting more and more Less and less, something tougher 'something' has come...  …"

Fafnir looked up at the airship, and the outer wall of the airship began to explode, "Major? The commander of the cowards seems to be in trouble too... Forget it, let's go and have a look."

He jumped out of the tank, and the Tiger King disappeared in a sudden whirl of wind.And Fafnir also took a step forward and disappeared on the ground.A white puppy barked and jumped, and also disappeared into the air.

Fafnir passed through the corridor of the burning airship, passed the corpse of the werewolf captain lying on the ground in the hall, and at the entrance of the final command hall, Fafnir stopped and leaned against the door frame leisurely Looking at the scenery inside - it was a man with tattoos of various Arhats and Bodhisattvas all over his body. This man was busy placing small devices on the transparent wall in front of him, and behind the wall was the obese Major Slowly. Luger slowly loaded the bullet into his hand.

Seeing Fafnir leaning against the door frame, the major waved his hand happily, as if to say hello, and then made a "don't get in my way" gesture.But the man with the tattoo didn't care, he turned his head and glanced at Fafnir, and continued to work on it, "Whether you are a vampire or not, we'll wait until I finish my work."

Fafnir showed a mocking smile at the major, he didn't want to see what would happen to the major, "Anyway, there is only one end for a cowardly lunatic, and... this guy has already died. He 'died' 55 years ago. The rest is just an obsession..." With this thought, Fafnir also made a "goodbye" gesture to the major, turned and left.