"Ah——"
With a kick, he sent flying the Holy Alliance soldier who was sneaking up for an ambush. Vancter curiously picked up the weapon from the ground.
It was like a trumpet, only a plasma grenade was placed at the center of the cone.
What sort of weapon is this?
Vancter didn't understand, but casually tossed it aside.
As Angels of the Holy Blood of Serafe, Vancter and others were already demigods, unless struck by a clock cannon with Holy Spirit. Otherwise, they were invincible.
At least, that's how the Royal Court preached to Vancter and other blood Titans.
Can you mortals resist Titans with the power of Holy Blood?
Randomly grabbing a Holy Alliance soldier, he drank several liters of fresh blood and stepped forward to find the next target.
On the battlefield, black smoke engulfed everything, and small and large artillery positions and bunkers were hidden amidst the shrubs and cottages.
