End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Inside the iron gate is a long corridor with insufficient fluorescent tubes, giving people the feeling of walking in a hospital at night, and at the end is the morgue.

At the end of the corridor, Russell turned a corner and was stopped again. The security guard, who was darker, bigger, and harder than before, blocked the way with his hand, and flashed the fluorescent stamp in his hand.

Russell thought about it, and it seemed that he had no allergy experience, so he raised his hand and asked the security guard to poke the back of his hand.

The grimace mark with blue face and fangs is very conspicuous in the dark!

The door was pushed open, the explosive music exploded in the ear, the lights were dazzling, and the crowd was full of writhing people.

Russell nodded in satisfaction, took out a Franklin card, stuffed it into the security vest, and strode in. With a strange look on his face, the security guard closed and locked the door, blocked the loud music, took out the walkie-talkie and muttered something.

This is an underground bar. The difference from regular bars is that it is more chaotic and more exciting. The rules are that there are no rules. What other bars can't do, you can do here.

Russell looked around, the crowd of demons danced wildly in the bar, giving him a sense of sight of a blade warrior, less than one-tenth of the sixty people were normal humans.

These thrill-seeking fools, unaware that they are surrounded by ghosts that have transformed into human beings, reach out and succeed from time to time, showing cheap smiles, thinking of coming back next time.

Only the ghost knows if there will be a next time for them!

On the sofa seat by the dance floor, a social elite in a well-fitted suit turned into a beast in clothes, hugged and gnawed on a beautiful woman, then lowered his head, rolled up the white paper and sucked up the line of white sugar.

After he was done, the guy shook his head and looked satisfied.

Russell shook his head slightly. People in big cities really know how to play. He couldn't understand what the other party was doing at all.

At this time, two blond beauties in one-piece tight skirts noticed that Russell was alone, stood up from the sofa, and walked towards him from left to right.

Russell naturally embraced the waists of the two of them, looked at the crazily writhing ghost in the middle of the dance floor, and frowned, "It's too noisy here, is there a quieter place?"

The two beauties were delighted, and they looked at each other and laughed. A supper is divided between two people and ten people. How to choose is not a difficult multiple-choice question.

...

In the surveillance room, Russell and two beauties walked into the bathroom on the screen. The gorgeously dressed man took a sip of the red liquid in the wine glass and asked the subordinates beside him, "Are you sure he is a priest?"

Next to it, a man tapped on the computer and extracted a separate copy from the file by comparing Russell's profile picture.

"Yes, the church has recently mobilized a lot of people from outside, and he is one of them, but..."

"But what?"

"The file shows that he is only a non-staff member and has no combat capability."

"Is that a bad luck?"

"yes!"

The gorgeously dressed man smiled and drank the red wine in the glass. The red liquid slid down the corner of his mouth and down his neck: "It's too annoying, kill him..."

In the bathroom on the other side, the faucet was screwed to the maximum, and the water was splashing. Russell stood in front of the mirror and looked left and right. He was very disgusted and washed the lipstick marks on his face with clean water.

The two beauties were nowhere to be found, but there were two puddles of green pus on the ground.

"In order to break into the enemy's interior, I did not hesitate to feed the devil with my body. I hope I will gain something this time, otherwise I will lose a lot."

When Russell was complaining, the bathroom door was roughly pushed open, followed by loud music.

The two men with guns pointed their guns at Russell. Their faces changed drastically when they saw the pus on the ground, and they didn't want to shoot immediately.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang————

When the clips were emptied, the two men showed shocking expressions. The bullets they fired were blocked by a curtain of water. The powerful potential energy was like entering a quagmire. The tendency of the bullets to penetrate gradually slowed down, causing ripples to spread out, and finally suspended in the water weakly. .

The two swallowed, realizing that the information was wrong, and while changing the clips, they backed away from the door.

But it's easy to come in,

It was difficult to get out. The water curtain rolled back and sealed the bathroom door. Even if the two of them punched and kicked, even shooting guns could not break the water curtain.

Russell put his arms around his shoulders and looked at the two calmly. With a slight movement of his fingertips, a stream of water gushed out and turned into two water polo, covering the heads of the two.

The water polo cut off the air, and the two couldn't breathe through their mouths and noses. They fell to the ground and struggled fiercely. As time passed, the two struggled gradually weakened, and finally became completely silent.

Russell turned on the faucet, removed the water polo, and stepped forward to look down at the two corpses.

Interestingly, the two bodies that should have died of suffocation are still alive.

With Sha Ying Tianshen in hand, he shot the heart of the corpse on the left, turning it into pus, while the corpse on the right...

"How long do you want to pretend, tell me, what are you?"

"Yeah——"

The corpse that fell on the ground suddenly exploded, opened its canine teeth and fangs, and bit Russell's calf.

Clang!

A light blade extended from Sand Eagle's muzzle, piercing through the man's chest, nailing him to the ground.

"Ahhh—"

The screams sounded, Russell ignored them, and looked at the world quests on the personal panel.

【Ding! The host triggers the world task]

[World Mission: Bloodline Origin! Find out the source of the vampire's blood, and end it with your own hands]

[Mission failed, staying in this world forever, becoming food for vampires]

"vampire……"

Amidst the screams, Russell muttered to himself, there are all kinds of movies about vampires, and the sporadic clues he has at hand cannot be accurately analyzed, but as far as the chaotic bar outside is concerned, he is more inclined to the world of [Blade Warrior].

"I remember the vampire in Blade Warrior, if it is killed, it will be turned into ashes, and you will know if it is true or not..." Speaking of this, Russell looked down at the man under his feet, and his smile gradually became kind.

The man felt cold all over, the screams stopped abruptly, and when he met Russell's smiling face, his facial features were replaced by fear.

A moment later, Russell opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. The vampire was shot through the heart by him. His tenacious vitality supported his lingering life. Although he was not far from death, he could still live for about ten seconds.

The body is still there, showing that this is not the world of Blade Warrior!

On the dance floor, at the dinner party, the human beings who were drunk to death in alcohol and white flour were devoured by the monsters without any resistance.

The picture was horrible, but they were busy, and Russell didn't want to disturb him, so he tiptoed towards the safe passage of the staff.

Suddenly, the music in the bar stopped, and clusters of lights hit Russell, making him the most dazzling and prominent boy in the audience.

The ghosts grinned grinningly, with a few vampires mixed in, and surrounded Russell from all directions.

With his back to the wine cabinet, he scratched his head speechlessly, shot the surveillance camera above his head with both guns in his hands, and then crossed his chest to form a cross: "I just came to Los Angeles, I don't know the rules here, go through the procedure first or go straight to work?"