End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Suburbs of Los Angeles!

The sound of the roaring engine came from far to near, and three expensive black cars drove by one by one, rushing fast and blowing up hot wind.

The three cars staged all kinds of exciting lane changes and overtaking, and the black paint reflected a series of rapid flashes of light. However, this is not a street competition of drag racing parties, nor is it a filming scene of vegetarian chicken, but the life and death of one chase and two escape speed.

In the first black car, the person in charge of the vampire bar was holding the steering wheel with both hands, gnashing his teeth and sweating profusely. His face, which was originally pale, was now even paler and extremely white.

Vampires possess strength, speed, endurance and reflexes that surpass ordinary people, and their physical fitness crushes humans. Even if they don't practice the car very much, they can drive the car into the air with a kick of the accelerator by virtue of their extraordinary senses and reflexes.

However, the situation is a bit wrong today. The priest chasing and killing them has amazing driving skills, and he can't get rid of them no matter what.

"Boss, why don't you go to the Great Elder?" The younger brother in the passenger seat asked tremblingly.

"Idiot, the location of the headquarters has been exposed. If the priest doesn't do anything, the elder will put us to death."

"But... Boss, if this continues, we will still die!"

"Get in touch with the headquarters and tell us that we are being hunted down by a very powerful priest, let them find a way to set a trap, and we will take the priest there..."

"Okay, boss!"

In the last car, Russell was holding the steering wheel and hanging leisurely. He didn't directly kill a few vampires, but gave them a way out so that they could follow the vines and catch them all.

At this time, Russell had already put on the black robe, and the cross necklace was pulled out from the collar and hung in front of his chest, indicating that he was a priest, in case the sharp shape was too eye-catching and accidentally injured by friendly troops.

The purpose of changing into this suit is to prevent unnecessary troubles, not from the vampire camp, but from the human side.

Sister Medellin said that faith is vulnerable in the face of money and power. Russell deeply believes that the satisfaction of human desires is endless.

People who have nothing, long for money and rights, and those who get money and rights will try to make themselves have everything forever.

It is a good thing for people to be self-motivated, but satisfying desires without restraint will become addiction, and thus become unscrupulous and omnipotent.

There is never a shortage of people in the world who are willing to deal with the devil, especially in the United States, a country that dares to use the banner of God for its desires. Those who have money and power will never give up the olive branch thrown by the vampire.

Vampires need blood to maintain their lives. They are afraid of light, silver, and crosses. Vampires are afraid of everything that dark creatures fear, but vampires are long-lived species and can live for a long time.

This alone is enough to make many people go on and on. As for faith... Who wants to see God if they are alive?

Having seen the underground blood bank in a border town in Mexico, and the bar where demons danced wildly before, Russell has reason to believe that there are humans serving vampires.

chi chi——

The tires rubbed against the ground rapidly, the first black car suddenly changed direction and drove into the opposite lane next door, and the second continued to move forward.

Without even thinking about it, Russell turned the steering wheel to catch up with the first black car, still hanging behind at a constant speed half dead.

He could feel that the other party had already determined the target and stopped running around aimlessly.

...

Twenty minutes later, the black car slammed to a stop, and the three figures opened the door, split into three ways and fled.

This is a group of cemeteries that few people come to at night. Russell almost fell asleep due to the slow speed of the car. Before he stepped on the brakes, he accidentally hit one of the fleeing figures.

The unlucky vampire flipped four or five times in the air, and fell to the ground with a slap, his neck deformed and twisted, and the angle of deflection was very touching.

On a human body, this kind of injury is hopeless, but this vampire did not die immediately, but repaired the wounds on various parts of the body bit by bit.

Buzz buzz! ! !

Click! Click——

Russell stepped on the gas pedal,

Then reversed the car and returned, and went back and forth three times before stopping and pushing the door and walking down.

The vampire lying on the ground was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his mentality was completely broken. He had never seen such a sleazy priest as Russell, and he was a complete devil.

"I know you are not dead yet, tell me, have you set up an ambush here?"

The muzzle of the black gun was pointed at his head, and the unlucky vampire's eyes flashed panic. He was willing to transform into an undead creature because he was afraid of death. He opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, but he couldn't make a sound because of his serious injuries.

"Not bad! I can't see that among the vampires, there are brave warriors like you..." Russell praised, but the conversation turned cold: "I'll count to three, and then I'll pretend to be stupid with me, and shoot you to death. "

"Heck... I..."

"3!"

Clang!

Russell counted 1 and 2 silently in his heart, and said 3, and the magic light blade extended, sending the mighty and unyielding vampire warrior to hell.

Covered by dark clouds and dim moonlight, the cemetery group was in infinite darkness, and only vague shadows of tombstones could be seen in the distance. Occasionally, one or two intrusive hooting of owls sounded, which intensified the terrifying atmosphere.

Russell only glanced at it, and didn't intend to go deeper.

It's too open, and there is no bunker defense. If the opponent sets up a dozen Gatlings and walks in without thinking, wouldn't it be asking for trouble.

After thinking about it, Russell silently chanted a spell, stuffing a ball of soul into the vampire's corpse.

Jason: (゜一゜)

This corpse is not bad, judging from the angle of Jason's gaze, he is only a few centimeters taller than Russell.

After looking through the interspatial ring, he couldn't find Jason's favorite machete, nor did he have a hockey mask. Russell handed over the Edman alloy knife, and kicked Jason's ass regardless of Jason's disgust.

"Sneak in, kill one at sight, but don't kill them all..."

Russell paused, and added: "Keep the leader-level people, you follow quietly, I want them to lead me the way."

Jason: (゜一゜)

"You don't know how to distinguish the leader from the younger brother?"

Jason: (゜一゜)

"Fool! The one with a submachine gun is the younger brother, and the one with a pistol or cold weapon is the leader!"

Seeing Jason's foolish disappearance into the night, Russell shook his head again and again. He was a disappointing guy, but he didn't make any progress after following him for so long.

Russell returned to the car and waited. After a while, there were rapid and short shots from the cemetery.

The sound of starting the engine sounded, and the vampires in the cemetery suffered heavy casualties and began to move strategically. Perhaps many of them were genuine human beings, but Russell would never pity them.

Those who throw themselves into the darkness must face the light after all!

Besides, it's just a few people, a certain website dies tens of billions a day!