End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Russell didn't move, and Amelia didn't speak, just watching quietly. To form an alliance, one should have the attitude of forming an alliance, without showing her face, how can she trust Russell.

In the end, Russell took off his hood to show his sincerity, showing a confident and handsome face.

In the beginning, he didn't show his true colors to prevent the human forces on the vampire side from targeting him and avoid unnecessary troubles. Now that he has cooperated with the vampire boss, there is no need to continue to hide his identity.

Amelia glanced at Russell, frowned and lowered her head, as if struggling with something, she said after a while: "I will return to Europe in three days, leave an address, and I will send someone to pick you up."

Russell thought for a while, and left an address close to the church. Amelia got the message, and decisively disappeared into the night.

After the two separated, Russell left the playground alone, thinking about how to arrange this trip to Europe to easily complete the task.

Who can be wooed, and who can be used!

After a long while, Russell froze in place. At first, he was thankful for Amelia's self-control ability, and did not insist on deepening the alliance relationship, which avoided the embarrassing situation of his refusal. But after thinking about it, it seems that this is not the case!

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"No, no, I should have thought too much. A vampire is not an elf. She must have no confidence in herself, so she dared not speak to me!"

On the other side, Amelia returned to the vampire's lair in Los Angeles, counted the troops on hand, and refined the layout and thinking strategies.

Now that she has decided to take action against the other two elders, she must be fully prepared. After all, although London is the stronghold of vampires, it is not her sphere of influence, and she must treat every move with caution.

At the same time, she drew Russell's appearance and called up files and biographical information.

According to the information, Russell is a very ordinary priest. He has no outstanding talents, but he has not made any major mistakes. Inaction can be said to be mediocre.

Not only the church's information, Amelia also called up Russell's birth certificate, school status, medical insurance, and even a list of supermarket consumption, as well as traffic violation records.

A very detailed document, from the beginning to the end, shows that Russell is an ordinary person, born in an ordinary way, lived in an ordinary way, and will die in an ordinary way without accidents.

There are as many such people as there are on earth!

Amelia flipped through it for a while, then casually threw the document aside, no need to read it, this is a fake document, forged by the church to conceal Russell's true identity.

The two had fought each other, and in her opinion, if Russell was really an ordinary person, then the earth would be too dangerous, and vampires and werewolves would tremble even if they were in a group.

...

Three days passed in a flash. In the first two days, Russell ate, drank and had fun in Los Angeles, maxing out his $1 million credit card. On the last day, he returned to the church headquarters and waited for Amelia's people to pick him up.

At the door of the church, Russell walked towards the agreed place as if he was going out for a dog walk, although there was no dog.

Sister Medellín was still sweeping the fallen leaves at the door, as if they would never be finished. Seeing Russell appearing, she put the broom aside, handed her a cigarette, and the two began to puff.

Russell did not refuse, and the last Marlboro before leaving was to say goodbye to Sister Medellin.

"Son, are you leaving?"

In the middle of the smoke, Sister Medellin suddenly spoke, causing Russell to choke a few times before recovering: "What are you talking about, who is leaving, is it Bishop Ian?"

Sister Medellín smiled and threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground. Russell raised his foot subconsciously and stomped it out. When he turned around, there was a cross necklace in front of him.

The necklace seems to have a sense of age, and the corners are polished and shiny. Although it is a small ornament, it is also lifelike. On the cross, there is a crucified Jesus, wearing a circle of thorns on his head, and his facial features are clearly visible.

Russell was taken aback, not knowing, so he looked at Sister Medellín, who smiled kindly: "For travelers who are far away, the Lord will bring you good luck."

Russell showed an embarrassed and impolite smile: "Did you misunderstand something,

I didn't intend to..."

Sister Medellín didn't speak, she put the cross necklace on for Russell, took off the original one, picked up the broom, turned and left.

Russell looked at the back of the old nun leaving in amazement, until she disappeared into the church, he grabbed the new necklace and left the church in a daze.

In the church, Sister Medellin knelt in front of the cross to pray, and opened her hands after a while. The cross necklace held in the palm of her hand, which was the one she took from Russell, turned white at this moment.

Sister Medellín opened her eyes, her golden pupils were dimmed, and her majesty became ordinary for a moment: "Our Father in heaven, may your name be hallowed..."

...

For the longevity species, especially the immortal species with the ability to infect, it is not difficult to make money, so vampires are generally very rich.

The long lifespan makes vampires all knowledgeable, knowledge + contacts, they have unimaginable resources at hand, and they can start again if they fail, so the ending is doomed to success.

Even a lazy vampire can use his racial talent to make a fortune, learn to use it, pick a billionaire to develop into a descendant, and then he can lie down and enjoy the service of his subordinates.

As one of the three elders, Amelia is probably the richest woman in the world. Among other things, Russell's private jet alone made him smack.

The modern aircraft cabin is decorated with classic European aristocratic styles. Whether it is furniture or carpets, they are all handmade. The most valuable are a few oil paintings that Russell did not understand.

If you say you don't understand it, you just haven't seen it, or even heard it at all.

In the cabin, Amelia leaned on the sofa, holding the red wine and closing her eyes.

She wore a long black evening dress with a low cut and a slim fit. The crystal necklace hung on her slender neck, the gemstones hung down into the deep valley, and her delicate collarbone was exposed to the air. Under the support of the evening dress, her skin looked fairer.

Russell was sitting across from her on a coffee table, his body limp as if he had no bones, and he sank into the sofa.

As far as temperament is concerned, the two don't match at all.

Russell also thinks so, and the fate between him and Amelia is all due to his good looks.

"You are really a human..."

After a short period of calm, Amelia's thin lips lightened, and her eyes lingered on Russell, which was incredible.

"Don't underestimate the talent of human beings. Whether it's a vampire or a werewolf, it's already a thing of the past..." Russell paused, and said with a smile, "You can see from the decoration on the plane that human beings are obsessed with steel, but you are still Live in the Middle Ages."

Amelia did not refute, and put down the red wine glass: "I have never underestimated the talents of human beings, but I know that a hundred years is not enough for human beings to fully realize their talents."

"It makes sense!"

Amelia swayed, came to sit down beside Russell, and said seductively, "How about it, do you want to gain eternal life?"

"I want to, but I definitely can't be a vampire, there are too many weaknesses."

Russell said, pointing to the sealed wall, saying that it was an airplane but it didn't even have a window, and he still wanted to open the window to let in some air!

"For eternal life, you have to pay some price..."

As she spoke, Amelia lowered her head, and her red lips slowly leaned down.

"Ah Choo—"

Russell sneezed, scratched his nose, and apologized, "Sorry, I'm allergic to your perfume."

Amelia had a strange expression on her face, she got up and took two steps away from Russell: "What... did you eat before getting on the plane?"

"Oysters!"

Russell showed a memorable expression: "Los Angeles is a coastal city. There is a seafood restaurant where you can eat oysters. The most surprising thing for me is their garlic sauce. It tastes so good that it made me eat a catty!"

Amelia's face was livid, she sat back with a cold face, and drank the red wine in one gulp.

Russell couldn't make an appointment for the door-to-door cannon, especially after knowing that he was in the world of [Underworld], the vampire beauty was blacklisted by him.

If I remember correctly, the vampires in this world can obtain the other party's memory by sucking blood.

Russell's memory was never intended to be shared with anyone, not even Supergirl, let alone Amelia.