End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Leaving behind a meaningful sentence, Russell opened the gate of hell and threw the parchment contract into it.

Naberius' body was uncontrollable, he stood up and walked into hell by himself, his pupils shaking violently were full of fear, his mouth opened but he couldn't utter a single syllable.

This was originally the work of Satan. Russell borrowed the contract to experience it. It had no other meaning. He was simply curious about the way Satan worked.

I feel that the devil is a usurer, borrowing money is a means, and establishing a debt relationship is the goal!

At the end of a scene, Russell opened the three pairs of black wings on his back, flapped his wings and flew high into the sky, billowing thunder flashed, leaving behind a devilish smiling face with white light flashing.

The scene just now was seen by many people, and some even took photos and videos and uploaded them on the Internet.

Russell ignored it, regardless of heaven or hell, and he revealed the truth of the world to the public, letting everyone know that mysterious things always exist.

People will definitely accept...

Should be for sure!

If you can't accept it, you have to accept it. In the chaotic world, aliens invade the earth every three to five times. Russell said that he did this to help the people develop a big heart.

No one knows what will happen next, a group of demons dancing wildly or the gods descending, at that time a heart with strong endurance will be a necessity of life.

...

At home, Russell went through the window and found Eleanor, who was supposed to be dormant for maintenance, sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Russell has experience in this situation. When he was a child, the TV signal at home was not good, and he slapped him twice, and the image immediately became clear.

Boom!

Sure enough, when he landed a punch, Eleanor woke up from the stupor in an instant, lying on the ground with her smoldering head covered and humming.

"What's the situation, aren't you determined not to stay up late?"

I don't stay up late because I can change into my pajamas while I'm sleeping, otherwise how could I sleep like a robot!

Eileen Nuo was sad and angry, picked up the pillow on the sofa, buried her face in it and continued to hum.

Twenty seconds later, green smoke billowed up.

Eleanor sat obediently on the sofa, took the band-aid that Russell kindly handed over with a blank expression, and stuck it on her head unwillingly.

"What's the matter, are you waiting for me if you don't sleep at night?"

no way!

Eleanor gave the correct answer in her heart, and her face remained expressionless: "It's like this, sir. Max on the first floor came to see you at midnight and said he had an appointment with you."

"Uh……"

Dumbfounded, Russell thought the time loop was going on and on, so he went out of his way to have fun with Max.

It's all right now, the gentleman's persona has collapsed, and it's hard to clear it up.

Maybe telepathy can be washed, but Russell doesn't want to do that, it's too rude to modify other people's memory rashly.

He raised his brows: "What did Max say, I must be very sad to let him go!"

"Not sad, but Max is very upset."

Eleanor decided to tell the truth: "In order to prevent your date from being ruined, sir, I became like you, invited Max into the house, and prepared to wait for you to come back, and then..."

"And you put her to sleep?"

Russell's eyes widened.

Thinking about the fact that the relationship between precedence and personality does not match the actual situation, he changed his words: "Then Max put you to sleep, no, he put 'me' to sleep?"

"That's not true."

Eleanor pointed to the home game console that the T-1000 turned into: "I invited Max to play games, and within an hour, she left with a depressed face."

"Uh……"

Russell blinked: "To be honest, your behavior that is inferior to a beast hurts people's self-esteem."

...

What happened to Max was just an episode. Russell arrived at the police station on time the next day, refused to answer Terry's harassing calls, changed to a police car and went straight to a high-end apartment in Manhattan, taking away the teleporter David Rice.

After several time loops, David Rice must have been waiting impatiently. Although he himself did not know that he had repeated the same day, Russell knew that this guy was repentant and eager to surrender, trapped in the time loop and unable to succeed.

Sure enough, the situation was basically as expected by Russell.

When he knocked on the door of David Rice's house, the latter immediately dropped the toothbrush in his mouth, confessed his crime in tears, and insisted on getting into Russell's police car.

Russell couldn't resist, so he took David Rice, who was eager to surrender and refused to change his pajamas, into the police car and returned to the Brooklyn branch.

In the director's office, Russell repeated the first look in his eyes. The director understood what happened and lamented that Russell was lucky. He made a phone call and waited for someone to receive David Rice.

The two cases ended, and the system gave a notification tone. Only then did Russell realize that the last time the case was closed in the time loop, he did not hear the notification tone.

The case is over, and it's time for the report that Russell hates the most. He rolled his eyes and waved to his colleague, Police Officer Pierre, who was not far away. Pierre stepped forward, patted his chest and promised to help Russell. Report.

...

Standing in the aisle of the police office, a group of police officers could be heard talking, all discussing the mysterious incident that happened on Long Island last night.

Aliens are no longer fragrant!

Videos and photos went viral on the Internet, and there was no way to hide the devil's appearance at the Holiday Inn. Although there was no dead body of the devil at the scene, the devastated battle marks could not be faked.

The U.S. imperial government was in a state of desperation, and organized a special investigation team to be fully responsible for this matter.

I don't know exactly how the law is responsible. I guess the leader of the special investigation team is also very confused. So what if it is confirmed that the devil did it. You can't go to hell to arrest people with a pistol and documents, right?

"Russell, what are you talking about in this world? The aliens descended on the earth a few days ago, and the devil in the myth appeared this morning. Is it the end of the world, so these people don't plan to cover it up?"

While typing on the keyboard to write the report, Pierre moved his mouth and bragged with Russell.

"How can it be because of aliens and devils?"

"It's not all. I read the gossip board two days ago. In San Francisco, a group of mutated orangutans escaped from the laboratory and were blocked on the Golden Gate Bridge. As a result, the police in California dispatched a helicopter and failed to catch them."

Russell's face was strange when he heard that, Pierre shook his head again and again, and said with emotion: "Orangutans are smarter than humans these days. It is said on the Internet that the earth civilization has entered a period of transition from old to new, and orangutans are about to replace humans and become the next overlord of the earth."

"You can't take things on the keyboard seriously, you'd better not look at them."

Russell didn't know how to comment, thinking about going to California. In this chaotic world, the possibility of a successful uprising by orangutans is very low, but contacting people may bring a lottery.

"I know that the group of orangutans will be cleaned up soon, and then a group of white-bearded experts will come forward and explain that the orangutan mutation is just accidental, not a deliberate scientific experiment."

Pierre shrugged: "It's very interesting, I think human beings will torture themselves to death sooner or later."

"Shut up, hurry up and get the report out, or you will have to work overtime."

"..."

Pierre looked at Russell's report on the screen, feeling something was wrong, and said angrily after a while: "Damn, I'll write the report for you, so you don't plan to treat me to a meal, or take me to a party, and introduce a few Girl give it to me?"

"OK, it will be another day."

Russell dropped a sentence, thought of something, and asked curiously, "What case have you been busy with lately?"

"A gangster from South Korea. I just took over. I don't have enough clues to define it that way."

Pierre tapped the keyboard and said, "Based on my experience, there must be something wrong with this group of Koreans, but after several checks, they are all doing serious business, as innocent as plain water."

"Pierre, there is no business in the world that is clearer than water!" Russell shook his head with a smile.

"That's right, there must be something wrong with this group of people, as well as the recent New York City. Gangs are fighting openly and secretly. I don't know which of their tendons are wrong."

"Who knows..."

Russell pouted slightly. He really knew about this. Some time ago, he killed half of the high-level members of the leg raising organization. The underground world was fighting for power and profit, and fell into a new round of reshuffle.

In New York, because of himself, he is relatively restrained. In other American cities, it is not uncommon for gangs to fight with guns every night.

Speaking of it, the professional capabilities of the Leg Raising Organization are really not bragging, and there are inexplicable relationships with the governments of various countries. The underground world is like the rivers and lakes in martial arts novels, and the government hardly cares about the grievances and grievances.

The report was completed by Pierre, and Russell turned on the computer on the desk next to him, ignoring the reports about aliens and devils, looking for news about mutant orangutans.

In the next few days, if New York is a little quieter, he will go to California to see orangutans.

And Pluto, when the opportunity was right, he wanted to meet Miss Satan, and God sold her openly, which was very dishonest, and Russell couldn't stand it, so he decided to tell the truth.

If Satan revolts and wants to go to heaven, he will definitely support him spiritually.

"Oops, I suddenly remembered something."

Pierre, who was writing the report, was startled, and turned to look at Russell: "Last night, someone called the police in Chinatown. The colleagues on the night shift rushed to the scene, but found nothing. The director asked me to go again."

"How big is it, can it be more important than my report?"

"That's not true. It is said that the dragon dance during the festival celebration, and then the fake dragon turned into a real dragon. Many witnesses saw it."

Speaking of this, Pierre sighed again: "That's why I'm so emotional, there are always weird reports recently."

"The fake dragon has turned into a real dragon... What does the colleague on the night shift say?" Russell's eyelids twitched, feeling that things were not that simple.

"The result of the investigation is that firecrackers were set off during festivals to light up the dragon dance, and then the reporter drank too much and regarded the fire dragon as a real dragon."

"What kind of crappy investigation result is this? A group of witnesses all drank too much?"

"So the director asked me to verify..."

"I go!"

Russell picked up the coat on the chair and patted Pierre on the shoulder: "You help me write the report, and I help you verify the case. It's such a happy decision."

"It's so kind of you."

"No date!"

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