End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

2,000 francs for wanted criminals!

Hearing Russell's completely joking address, Fan Helsing's face was extremely ugly. He had always complained about his identity as a wanted criminal, and was extremely dissatisfied with the church's silence.

I have saved countless lives, but I am regarded as a vicious party. Why?

Wandering on the edge of life and death, doing the work of a superhero, in the eyes of the world, he is a cruel serial murderer. Van Helsing doesn't care about his reputation, because he has no memory, and he doesn't even have a name. It doesn't matter if his reputation is good or bad, but...he Aggrieved!

There is no place to vent the evil fire in his stomach, the more he looks at Russell and others, the more unpleasant he is. He has fought against dark creatures for hundreds of years, and he can tell at a glance that Amelia and others are definitely not kind.

Especially Michael and the five werewolf soldiers, the blood from the corners of their mouths hadn't been wiped clean, obviously they had just had a big meal.

After a little analysis in Fan Helsing's mind, he restored the crime process, the large-scale dining scene, and after eating, he set the stall up...burned it!

He came after the dark creature that had been killed, and he was dead, not worthy of sympathy, but the ten monsters in front of him must not be easily let go, otherwise Paris would be a bloodbath again.

The two pistols on Van Helsing's waist took a deep breath to calm himself down. The two pistols had been fired by the cardinal. They were magic weapons produced by the church.

However, the next second...

"Fan Helsing, you have committed robbery, homicide, destruction of cultural relics and other shocking crimes in succession. You regard the law and justice as nothing. You have done all kinds of bad things and aroused the anger of heaven and earth. Come with us."

Russell looked upright, and first put himself on the moral high ground: "I will arrest you now, and I will speak a few words for you in front of the Lord. If you persist in your obsession, I will directly send you to hell."

It's okay not to mention this, but when the arrest warrant was mentioned, Van Helsing immediately became angry: "Despicable dark creatures, don't turn black and white here, what right do you have to talk about the Lord, you are the ones who should be judged!"

"First of all, darkness does not mean evil. Dark creatures are also divided into good and evil. For example, our group of exorcists were born in darkness but yearn for light. Everyone is simple in mind, fair and law-abiding, and full of passion to protect world peace."

Russell shook the wanted warrant: "Secondly, I didn't confuse black and white! Right and wrong are in the hearts of the people, the eyes of the world are discerning, and the streets are full of your wanted warrants, how can this be fake?"

These words made Lucian and the others blush, and the simple-minded Michael lowered his head in shame.

"you……"

Fan Helsing was about to explode with anger. He had never heard such a shameless speech. The dark creature actually came to destroy him, the warrior of the Lord, under the banner of justice.

"What are you!"

Russell waved his hand: "Listen up, to deal with this kind of monster, you don't need to talk about chivalry with him, just go with him! Hmm... remember not to kill people, he has been committing crimes with his face masked, and dead bodies can't come here Trial in court, 2,000 francs will be blown!"

"Ho Ho Ho—"

At Russell's order, the five werewolf soldiers immediately transformed, and Lucian and Michael also entered a mixed-blood state. Only Russell stood with two beauties standing on the left and right, with their hands crossed shoulders standing aside to direct the battle.

The hybrid of vampire and werewolf, Van Helsing didn't recognize it, but five werewolves couldn't fake it,

Immediately shouted angrily: "Bastard, you are indeed dark creatures!"

"Ho ho ho ho!!"

The only answer was a growl, and Michael and Lucian charged down, claws and blades piercing chest and face.

Fan Helsing took a breath, the two mixed races were powerful, they didn't dare to be distracted and said anything, they fired with both guns, sweeping down the blessed exorcism bullets.

Michael instinctively sensed the danger, and the momentum of charging stopped for a while. Lucien accelerated, blocked in front of Michael, flipped the sharp blade, and knocked bullets into the air.

Five werewolves climbed to the walls on both sides and outflanked from behind. In the blink of an eye, Van Helsing fell into a dilemma with nowhere to retreat.

Clang!

The bullets were ineffective, Van Helsing put away his double guns, drew out his waist saber to block, the two blades collided, and was pushed back two steps by Lucien's brute force.

The next moment, before he retracted the long sword in his hand, he was kicked in the chest by the intruding Michael, and his figure was uncontrollable, like a kite with a broken string, and he fell violently.

Two werewolves surrounded him, grabbed Fan Helsing's arm from left to right, and the other three rushed forward, punching and kicking him, making him dizzy and fattening his face quickly.

"Hey, hey, you don't slap people in the face when you hit someone, and if you break the face, how can you identify the witnesses!"

The five werewolves let out a low growl, four of them grabbed Fan Helsing's limbs, one grabbed the long sword and threw it aside, then threw him heavily on the ground, making a dent on the ground.

Fan Helsing spurted out a mouthful of old blood, his limbs were pressed and he couldn't get up. In his sight, a two-meter-tall werewolf punched him hard on his chest and abdomen.

"Damn dark creature..."

Fan Haixin shouted angrily, the golden light in his eyes flashed away, his whole body exploded with strength, and he pulled out his suppressed hands and feet. After getting up, a set of capable and simple combination punches sent the five werewolves flying.

Michael did not know when he came behind Van Helsing, clasped his fists and smashed him on the back. Lucian, who had been waiting in front of him for a long time, kicked the whip kick sideways, and slapped him on the neck with a heavy blow.

Boom!

Van Helsing vomited blood and smashed into the wall next to him. In just a few rounds, he was beaten helplessly. When he staggered up, he was already dizzy and tinnitus, with double images in front of his eyes.

I was stunned!

This battle may not be the most dangerous battle in Van Helsing's life, but it is definitely the most weak battle, the five werewolves are next, give him some time to kill them one by one.

The key is Lucien and Michael, whose strength makes him tired of dealing with it. Moreover, Russell is watching from the sidelines, and there are two beauties who are not vases at first glance, which have brought great pressure to him, and he cannot go all out.

Lucian swung the Hidden Blade, grinning ferociously and showing his fangs. Before Van Helsing could recover, he slashed down with one sword after another, so that he could only raise his sword to block.

Michael made up the knife behind the back, and a cannon punch hit Van Helsing's waist, making his complexion pale.

Clang!

The long sword was picked up by Lucien, Fan Helsing was even more helpless without a weapon, and was surrounded by five werewolves pressing his limbs against the wall.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang————

Lucien and Michael fought left and right, and they beat them hard before they stopped. The battle was over, and the two werewolves dragged Van Helsing to Russell.

At this moment, the black scarf on Fan Helsing's face fell off, the hat had long since disappeared, and his messy long hair was sticking to his cheek with blood, looking extremely embarrassed.

"The vitality is so tenacious, it didn't kill me..." Russell said with emotion, tightly holding the cross that was about to fly out.

At this moment, Fan Helsing got strength from nowhere, struggled to break away from the two werewolves, and rushed towards Russell with a roar.

Russell sneered again and again, and two beautiful shadows rushed out from beside him. Under the dim light, two long legs that were evenly spaced cut through the air, one kicked Fan Helsing in the face, and the other performed a fatal beating.

"Hiss!!" X8

Fan Haixin covered his crotch with his hands and knelt down on the ground, sweat dripped from his face, his face was pale and he couldn't make a sound. For his experience, Russell and other eight male compatriots sympathized with him and helped him dub very intimately.

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