I'll kill you after I finish this game!

Wilhelm screamed as Schreiber, who had rushed in front of him, kicked him in the chest. The impact of the sonic boom was enormous.

Even with a vampire constitution, the feeling of having one's bones and internal organs shattered and bleeding is definitely not pleasant.

Schreiber's physical functions, due to his fanaticism, became like the zombies created by Reiji's wife, Xiaoyou, freely breaking through the limitations of the body.

"Hahaha, ouch, ouch! Blood's coming out! It's been so long since I've been shot! Dude, you're not going to die like this, are you? No way, no way, no way!? Huh!? Huh, ahh ...

Schreiber laughed maniacally as his own blood and Wilhelm's blood gushed from his body like a fountain.

Staring at Schreiber's crazed appearance, Wilhelm pushed aside the mountain of rubble, stood up, and launched into a tirade of insults:

"What the hell is wrong with you, kid? There's a limit to madness! Are you even human, you bastard?!"

"Hey bro, you have no right to talk to me like that. An ordinary person would be dead from injuries like ours, hehe, hahaha, that was so satisfying! I was so excited I couldn't help but jump up, hahahahaha!!!"

Schreiber, laughing maniacally, was surrounded by clanging sounds, a sign that the bullets had been expelled and his body had healed itself.

Seeing Wilhelm, who had survived his attack, he was as excited and ferocious as if he had found a beloved toy.

"Besides, buddy, your shooting skills are terrible. If you keep relying on a gun, I'll just twist your head off. Hey buddy, I can get shot in the head and I'm fine, how about you?"

"......"

Schreiber's words, laced with contempt and sarcasm, made Wilhelm frown and murmur.

On the surface, it seems that he was indeed at a disadvantage in that attack and defense.

Even so, Wilhelm is by no means fragile.

Rather, this level of achievement alone is worthy of praise.

Faced with Schreiber's violent pressure and madness, ordinary people would be like puppets, unable to pull the trigger, and would be killed on the spot.

Wilhelm's courage and adaptability to unexpected situations, regardless of his moral views on the matter of shooting at humans without hesitation.

His actions can be described as decisive.

In fact, just as Schreiber, who adopted the tactic of sacrificing himself, said, he hadn't been shot in a long time.

The numerous dead bodies lying on the ground at the scene, torn apart before they could even be fired, prove this point.

However... that's true, whether Wilhelm himself can accept this principle is another matter entirely.

"Just right."

Wilhelm's face broke into a ferocious, beast-like smile. He raised his hand in a fighting stance towards Schreiber and said in an icy tone:

"You're pretty funny, you madman. Come on, let's see how I kill you."

He threw away his gun and taunted Schreiber, his mind now in a state of heightened agitation.

For himself, who relied on this cowardly weapon, and for Schreiber, who made him look foolish.

I will never forgive you. I'll show you that I'm stronger, that I'm also a wild beast who believes in inhuman beings!

"Hmph, hmph hmph hmph hehehe... Not bad, not bad at all, you're pretty savvy, young man. I'd like to know your name."

Schreiber, observing the man's expression and aura, wore a joyful and maniacal smile. A cold glint flashed between his fingers, revealing six sharp daggers. He looked at Wilhelm and said:

"Even now, I sometimes want to relive the exciting memories of tonight, so, hey, hey, tell me your name! Tell me! Tell me now! I want to know!!!"

Wilhelm was disgusted by Schreiber's madman-like behavior, and muttered in disgust:

"Tsk... What is this idiot talking to himself about?"

Even among wild beasts, there is no sense of kinship; like repels like, only a sense of antagonism.

A wild beast must never lose to another wild beast.

This is both restraint and discipline, the truth that led Wilhelm to embrace evil and heresy.

Defeat meant death, and both of them understood this better than anyone else.

"Wilheim-Ereberg".

He then gave his name as per the rules, after all, the other party was quite strong, not a pig. Wilhelm looked coldly at this tomboy who was a girl before, but now a boy, and said, "And you? You don't know if you're a boy or a girl!"

“My name is Wolfgang Schreiber. Um, the person you just met was Anna, that’s me too. I was indeed female before, but now I’m male, and neither. I’m a perfect me. The parents who named me are no longer here.”

Schreiber licked his lips excitedly, looking at Wilhelm in front of him with a playful expression, and guessed:

"Hey, you too, right? Same as me, buddy?"

Schreiber was referring to his parents. He didn't have any concept of same-sex repulsion; he simply enjoyed killing, which to him was just like eating, drinking, and excretion.

He felt that Wilhelm in front of him was very similar to him, so he wanted to get closer to him, so close that he wanted to brutally kill him.

Killing someone like him would be fantastic.

"Yes, we killed them long ago and burned them."

Wilhelm replied impatiently, expressing disgust and repulsion at the unfortunate similarity between the two.

But Schreiber laughed happily after receiving this answer.

"Hahahaha—that's great, that's fantastic!"

We're so similar, don't you think? It's interesting.

"...Ugh, we're so in sync it's sickening."

Wilhelm felt disgusted. Deep down, he was actually quite ashamed of his monstrous bloodline. It would be interesting to be similar to others.

It was so disgusting that I felt like I was going to vomit my guts out.

"Hehehe, hehehehahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

"Hmm, haha ​​...

Both sides bared their fangs and let out a grotesque and vicious laugh, revealing a ferocious smile and arrogance that showed they wanted to devour the other completely.

They will forever be mortal enemies. This era, this capital city, has no need for two self-proclaimed invincible and insane humanoid beasts!

Because both sides instinctively share this consensus.

"—I'll tear you to pieces!!!" X2.

He uttered a ferocious, murderous shout.

"Skin you alive, and I'll put your skin on my bed!!" Schreiber roared excitedly and frantically, brandishing his blade like a man-eating beast.

"Watch how I chain you to the church cross!!" Wilhelm roared, his face contorted with rage and his eyes bloodshot, as he wrapped the chains around his fists.

"---bring it on!"

Pale white and scarlet spiritual flames erupted, enveloping the most ferocious and monstrous beings, charging towards each other with a relentless killing intent, and engaging in fierce combat.

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In fact, this is precisely the transitional period when the theater of fate is about to begin, and also the transitional period for the Mercury Serpent, the master of the throne.

If you ask why...

"Is he here, Joker..."

In a square somewhere in Berlin, Reinhardt got out of the car and saw a figure shrouded in shadow, like a snake lurking in the darkness.

With his general's overcoat draped over his back and his military cap concealing his cold expression and displeasure, Reinhardt uttered sarcastic remarks:

"They really went to great lengths to call me here, and it's quite absurd."

[Because of him, and the legion that will be led by him... its beginning is now.]

"Oh, welcome, Lieutenant General Heydrich."

Carl Kraft turned around with a polite smile, his gaze falling on Reinhardt as if he were looking at a friend.

The enigmatic smile on his face was so unsettling that it inspired unease, and he waved his hand dismissively, seemingly ignoring Reinhardt's displeasure, and invited him:

"I've reserved a seat for you, please join me in watching."

“...What?” Reinhardt’s eyes flickered slightly.

Yes, so next—

At the scene, pale white and scarlet spiritual energy erupted and clashed, as two humanoid beasts roared and devoured each other.

This scene, which transcends all conventional wisdom, will attract the attention of those who have been guided here by fate.

"Pfft——!"

The sound of flesh being pierced directly by a blade.

"Tear-!"

The sound of flesh being torn apart by claws.

"Drink it—!" X2.

This is the sound of vampires and demon wolves entangled and biting each other. The two are not human and are covered in blood as if they are injured, but they are becoming more and more frenzied, like demonic beasts, and they are frantically bursting out their domineering presence.

"Boom——!"

The violent explosion ripped all the paving stones off the square. Two powerful and ominous forces collided, accompanied by bits of flesh and blood, which exploded and splattered everywhere.

"—Hmm?" Reinhardt's calm, still expression vanished.

"Hey!?" Beatrice finally arrived at the scene and exclaimed in surprise.

“Wait.” Lisa Brenner, who descended from the black cloud, looked shocked.

“This is…” Seeing the scene that resembled a battlefield, Elunere gripped her sword.

"Here we go again." The mind and brain sensed the fierce priest and gave a bitter laugh.

"Isn't this making things even more interesting?" The witch chuckled, enjoying the lively scene.

Yes, as different people meet at the crossroads of fate, the ominous stars and generals in the night sky, or even the shadow stars and demon stars, all gather under the most dazzling golden star.

Reiji and Mercury witnessed this scene. The figure seated on the throne smiled happily, gently raised his glass of red wine, and said in unison with a laugh:

"Let's begin tonight's GrandGugnol (horror show)!"

P.S.: Please vote and recommend! Although the update is late, the word count hasn't decreased at all. Votes can help me add more chapters...

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