"The bird of Hermes is my name, it eats its own wings to control my heart"

A string of somewhat obscure words were written in blood on the ground, changing from dried blood to fresh blood.

The dried blood finally turned into a bright red color, as if it had just been written with fresh blood.

This sentence comes from a book on alchemy called "Ripley's Scroll".

A simple explanation is:

"In order to cross the ocean, the bird of Hermes eats its restless feathers so that it can continue to fly firmly, even if its wings have been eaten away, even if this determination will accelerate its own death. As long as all this is

correct.

And I am named after the Bird of Hermes!"

This is the glory of the martyrs.

These words engraved on Accardo's coffin, gloves, and even life are the obsession of this vampire king!

"Only humans can kill monsters" is Accardo's insistence.

And Accardo felt infinite pain for his transformation into a monster, and praising his longing for life was his original truth!

In an instant, all the Weeping Angels around were shattered into pieces, without even a single extra movement, cleanly.

The words written in blood on the ground disappeared in an instant.

Mephisto was the first to appear in this deserted wasteland.

"Vampire, then I leave it to you."

Mephisto disappeared with a smug laugh and a twisted smile. In the process, he did not reveal the slightest breath.

None of the hell demons want to attract Bulcasso, so they all act very carefully.

Mephisto got the most perfect work, even though the vampire's origin had nothing to do with him.

"I'll do what I want, it's ridiculous!"

Another figure followed closely behind, wearing old-style aristocratic clothing, with a pale face and two sharp fangs.

The scarlet cloak spreads out along the arms raised sideways, like a terrifying bat.

Accardo?

No!

Now he is Dracula!

Vlad Tepes Dracula!

In the process of fighting Mephisto, the devil of hell, both beings are fighting for control of the body.

Both of them are constantly eliminating the consciousness of other lives, just to become the only controller of this body.

The two are constantly competing in this racing competition, and the most likely outcome is that the winner takes all!

In this process, Accardo took the lead in mastering Schrödinger's soul and power in a backward state, so he succeeded in being able to accurately find himself between existence and non-existence!

In the last step of his reappearance, when he could succeed as long as he defeated Mephisto, the King of Hatred, Acardo was corrupted by Mephisto, the King of Hatred.

The hatred for God, the hatred for life, the hatred for no one looking for him after he disappeared.

All emotions that could inspire hatred were incited by Mephisto, and he turned into a monster full of hatred.

Losing oneself is the most terrible punishment, and becoming another existence is the beginning of disappearance.

No longer insisting on the concept that "monsters should die in the hands of humans", all that is left is the endless hatred spawned by the devil of hell.

The monster between existence and non-existence has perfectly avoided the weird defensive power of the Weeping Angel. At this time, he is the only one who can kill the Weeping Angel head-on.

"How hateful, why do you have powers similar to mine?"

Dracula turned his head and looked at the Weeping Angels approaching in his direction not far away, with an ugly smile on his face.

Then he glanced at the tombstone next to him that was full of words, and Dracula smashed it into pieces with contempt.

Then he gracefully raised his cloak and disappeared.

Those Weeping Angels encountered the most terrifying threat, and their originally indestructible bodies were disintegrating little by little.

These Weeping Angels cannot even escape.

Dracula is everywhere and never exists.

Therefore, the Weeping Angels remain in a state of being observed and unobserved. At this time, they are just a harder stone statue.

"Hurry up, only I can control this power, your existence is so hateful!"

Dracula's cold voice sounded in this deserted place, and along with the sound of the Weeping Angels falling to the ground after being smashed, this place became particularly terrifying.

No one knows where Dracula will appear after he solves the problem here.

…

"what is that?"

He was watching the death of those Cybermen souls from his throne with strange expressions.

She sensed a presence beyond her authority.

When she shifted her gaze to where the aura was, she could only see broken stones on the ground.

But she could feel that the aura full of hatred was observing her from a distance.

"No one can avoid or escape death! Unless it is my privilege!"

Death suddenly stood up from the throne and roared with anger for the first time.

The immortal is her hatred that will never let go of the other person, and the deceased is her gift to a life immersed in pain.

Being immortal is a contempt for her authority and a blasphemy against the rules of life!

And a being beyond her control appeared, and he actually dared to follow her gaze in the opposite direction!

Death couldn't stand this kind of existence at all, so she became angry.

This is more serious than having the bones of your hand cut off by Bulqueso!

The Bulcaisel who hurt her was only powerful enough, but as a living being, it still followed the rules of life and death.

Bulcasso's actions were offensive, but Bulcasso, as a person with a broken soul, was never qualified to replace her.

So she doesn't care about the existence of a human being who is powerful beyond imagination, and this person also has the opportunity to upgrade the world.

So Death chose to give in to Bulcaisel, and the worst he could do was not meet him.

But Dracula actually peeked into the kingdom of the dead through her eyes, and this guy couldn't tolerate it!

Existences that are not bound by her authority should not appear in this world!

"Frank! Go find it and kill it. I will return the souls of your wife and daughter to you, and you will live forever with my permission!"

The power of death followed the ring on her hand and was transmitted to Frank along with this message.

Frank, who was walking aimlessly at this time, felt the power and command belonging to his master.

The endless power of death surged into his body from the unlocking ring. The black turbulence on Frank, who was still a human, surged, and his face became exactly the same as the skull pattern on his chest.

The wild grass that was still growing strong around him dried up in an instant, and then turned into fly ash.

It was as if the reincarnation of life had ended in an instant, leaving only the silence of death.

"ah!"

Frank's extremely strong nerves could not withstand the discomfort caused by being eroded by the power of death, and he let out a sharp and twisted scream.

The last gun in his hand became dark and plain.

But Frank instantly understood what he could do with this gun.

Using the divine power of death as a bullet, all lives hit by it will perish, facing death itself in the kingdom of the dead.

That is the realm of death. Death, who can exert all authority without scruples, is worthy of his status as the creator god.

That is not a force that conventional existence can resist.

Frank Custer, The Punisher.

He has now become the agent of death. Apart from that simple transaction, he has only one final mission, which is to find the existence that offended death itself.

Then use all available methods to send that guy to death.

Or make that guy disappear forever!

Frank felt how powerful he was, and then tightened the gun in his hand.

For his family, the Punisher can do anything!

Then Frank, Agent of Death, can only do more!

"Death? I am everywhere and never exist. So can death catch up with me?"

Dracula revealed his cold figure and faced the gaze of death with a provocation.
To be continued...