"...Huh?"
Hearing Fang Mo's claim, Integra was visibly stunned.
Her hand had been pointing at the thing, but she quickly pulled it back on reflex, her brow furrowing tightly.
"Alright! It's over!"
Fang Mo did not seem to care much. She casually tucked the two rings into her collar. "Thanks to my invincible skills, the crisis of London's decisive battle has been perfectly resolved."
"...Perfectly resolved?"
Yet upon hearing that, Integra instinctively looked around at the surrounding scenery.
London at this moment...
Could no longer be described as merely ravaged.
At that mad Major's command, the Zeppelin had first carried out a wave of indiscriminate bombardment. Then came the vampire battalion. Those lunatics had not merely gone around killing people; they had been crazily destroying London itself.
Every somewhat famous building and tourist attraction...
St. Paul's Cathedral, the Tower of London, museums, libraries, and countless other places had all been reduced to ashes.
Then, on top of the vampire army, the Vatican's Crusaders had soon joined in. Since the citizens had all been turned into ghouls, and most Britons were Protestant believers, everyone had been treated as heretics.
And as everyone knew...
Burning people at the stake was a traditional specialty of the Holy See.
Thus, London, already filled with smoke and flames, had been plunged into an even greater inferno by those Crusaders. Buildings collapsed everywhere, and countless civilians were killed or injured.
That was already horrific enough, right?
Unfortunately, Fang Mo, that vile bastard, soon started causing trouble.
At most, London would originally have become ruins. With some repairs, it might still have been usable. But after Fang Mo shoved that sword into the golden toilet, London truly had shit coming.
Waves of filth dozens of meters high...
That rotten flood had even poured into the coastal waters.