End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

"Damn the smell of sulfur, that guy can actually project hell onto the world..."

Constantine coughed violently. He had died for two minutes before, and then traveled intermittently between hell and the world. His familiarity with the smell of sulfur was second only to nicotine, alcohol, and perfume.

Don't underestimate these two minutes, just like the Eastern saying "one day in the sky, one year on the earth", there is a similar saying in the West, a second in the world is close to eternity in hell.

During the two minutes in the world, Constantine suffered unspeakable pain in hell, so he swore that he would never let his soul belong to hell.

Of course, many friends because he made his home in hell is also one of the reasons.

What surprised Constantine was not the projection of hell, but Baldasar. This is not a question of ability, but a question of authority and power. Baldasar is not qualified to do this.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with this guy. There are people behind him!" Constantine held the gold finger cot with one hand, wrapped his other hand in a rotten rag, and strode towards Baldassar.

Don't underestimate this piece of rag. In terms of lethality to hell creatures, it is more than ten times stronger than the gold blessed by the archbishop.

The background is also bigger!

This rag is one of Constantine's collections. The fragments of clothes that Moses wore when he climbed the Mount of the Ten Commandments are also first-class sacred objects in the entire world.

Russell raised his hand to stop Constantine, and bowed his head towards Angela: "The enemy's target is her, don't let her be caught, Baldasar will let me deal with it."

"Be careful yourself, that guy has a problem." Constantine did not insist. It has always been the job of his teammates to charge forward. He is still a little unaccustomed to letting him take the lead.

"I see!"

Russell raised his hand and summoned a long sword of holy light, and swung it forward vigorously. In an instant, the holy light soared into the sky, shaking the projection of hell, as if it would be shattered at any time.

Seeing Russell's fierceness, Constantine made up his mind. After all, his personal strength depends on the strength of his teammates.

Constantine has a good magical attainment and has mastered many magical spells, but he rarely casts spells to fight, because he knows very well that using too much magic will pay a heavy price.

Under normal circumstances, he would use the props at hand to fight. For example, now, facing the dozens of monsters surrounding him and Angela, he smiled and took out the small jar containing the 'screaming beetle' from his pocket.

This kind of beetle has no attack power, but it has a very practical auxiliary ability. Its scream is harmless to humans, but to hell creatures, it is like the high-pitched noise made by fingernails scraping a blackboard, which makes the monsters have a splitting headache and unbearable.

Chirping———

The sound wave spread, and the monsters immediately shrunk their necks, wrinkled their ferocious facial features into a ball, and rolled all over the ground howling.

"One, two, three... fifteen, sixteen..."

Constantine smiled and protected Angela, while counting and harvesting the heads on the ground, but he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Twenty-three... twenty-three... twenty-three!?"

Looking at the monster that had not yet fallen after being punched three times, Constantine said in surprise: "The miscellaneous soldiers are so fierce, and I regret getting into this muddy water more and more."

On the side, Angela couldn't bear the strong sulfur smell, bent over and coughed non-stop.

Seeing this, Constantine no longer hesitated, took out a lighter and lit the torn linen, muttering something.

Intense light bloomed from his hands, and the sacred object burned with a dawn light that could destroy all darkness, causing the surrounding hell monsters to scream and turn into ashes.

Under Constantine's vigorous punching, the last ray of light broke through the projection of hell and opened a cracked door.

"Go!"

He grabbed Angela, and after the two left, the cracks slowly closed.

For this early retreat, Constantine was full of confidence. It had nothing to do with selling his teammates. It was because of Angela's delay. She couldn't bear the high temperature in the projection of hell, so she had to send it out as soon as possible. If it was too late, it would be too late.

Besides,

With Russell's strength, Baldassar can be dealt with in minutes, let alone selling teammates.

"Cough cough——"

After breaking away from the projection of hell, Angela gasped for fresh air while leaning on the wall. The burning sensation in her lungs made her mouth dry, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Constantine patted Angela on the back to help her calm down, thinking about dumping her after the incident was over.

This was done for Angela's consideration. People around him, whether they were friends or relatives, whether active or passive, would all die tragically for various reasons.

The curse-like tragic fate made him miserable, and after a few days of fighting, he developed love for Angela, and he didn't want to see the tragedy repeat itself.

At this moment, the lights on the street flickered, and the sound of a large animal flapping its wings came from the air. Soon, the lights went out, the streets were dark, and the sulfurous smell of hell grew stronger.

"Shit, there are actually..."

Constantine protected Angela, clenched his fingertips tightly, and with the help of the last ray of light, he vaguely saw dense hell creatures crowding the streets.

...

In the area projected by hell, dozens of monsters of varying strength howled and surrounded Russell. They were afraid of the holy light sword in Russell's hand, but they had to charge again under Baldasar's order.

The claws are intertwined, the canine teeth penetrate the venom, the goat's hooves and horns can be seen everywhere, and the black bat wings like bats. There are many kinds of monsters besieging Russell, and two of them are more than five meters tall. Regardless of their specific strength, they are definitely carefully shaped. .

Russell locked his eyes on Baldasar, turned a blind eye to the monsters who were rushing, and swung his long sword horizontally.

A ray of light fell, and the small world projected by the hell was silent, with no roaring, roaring, or screaming.

The holy light extended out according to the trajectory, and the monsters had no power to resist, but if they touched the slightest bit, they were all instantly invaded by the white holy flame, and turned into ashes and exploded with a bang.

Only a monster whose body is composed of poisonous insects, snakes and ants lasted a little longer. He has the ability to decompose the body and reassemble it.

Facing the burning flame, he tried his best to disintegrate his body to escape, but his grade was too low, and the speed of decomposition could not keep up with the burning speed of the flame. In the end, he was ignited together with his soul, and died very cleanly.

Russell waved his sword and pointed at Baldasar: "You are the only one left. Tell me everything you know, and I promise to spare your life and send your soul to hell."

Baldasar was sweating profusely. For the devil, going to hell is like going home. If possible, he would like to tell the whole story and exchange information for his own life.

Thinking about it, he didn't have the guts to reach for the props in his pocket, forced a smile and said, "This may be a misunderstanding. My target is not you, but Constantine. I wanted to teach him a lesson a long time ago." Paused."

"But you just had them kill me!"

Baldasar smiled apologetically, "Uh, then I'm really too arrogant."

"Tell me about the person behind you. With your ability, you are not qualified to project hell. Who is that person and why did you get Angela?"

Russell strode forward, and Baldasar stepped back cautiously. The disguised human appearance was melted by the high temperature, revealing the original true face, which was a miserable green hell creature.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I caught that woman because I thought she was pretty..."

Clang!

Russell stepped forward, and before Baldasar could react, he kicked him down, and then the long sword of holy light stabbed upside down and nailed him on his chest.

"Ahhh—"

A big hole was melted on the chest by the holy light, and the white flames spread slowly, almost burning Baldasar in half.

Russell controlled the burning speed of the flame, and said sharply: "Say it quickly, I know you are afraid of that person, he can easily crush you to death, but I can also kill you right now, annihilate your soul and make you disappear from the world .”

Baldasar screamed and begged for mercy: "Yes, yes, I will tell you everything, but please send me to hell."

"Can!"

Russell pulled out the long sword of light, and waited for Baldasar to tell the whole story of the conspiracy.

Baldasar gasped violently, touched the hollow in his chest, his eyes flashed with deep fear, and tremblingly took out a cross from his pocket.

Black!

Russell frowned: "What do you mean?"

Baldasar lowered his head and raised the cross high: "Because of the spell, I can't call him by name directly. His identity is in the cross. You will understand when you get it."

Russell glanced at Baldasar suspiciously, raised the cross with the long sword of holy light, and held it in his palm after confirming that there was nothing wrong with it.

In an instant, strong dark power surged out from the cross, wrapping Russell into a pitch-black clay figurine. Under the corruption of the power of corruption, the long sword of holy light in his hand turned pitch black in an instant.

"Hahaha, the pure energy of fallen angels is the deadliest virus against a pure angel power possessor like you." Baldasar took two steps back quickly, and personally guided a light to fall into darkness, full of passion and pride, He laughed loudly: "Although I don't know where you got the power of an angel, we will be walking together from now on."

boom! !

A pair of black light wings spread out from behind Russell, and the sludge on his body flowed into it automatically. Seeing this, Baldasar laughed even more wildly.

(?ε(#￣)

The laughter stopped, and Baldasar fell hard to the ground, propped his hands on the ground, met Russell's dark eyes, and said with a dry smile: "Don't do this, buddy, I liberated you!"

The black light wings closed, and Russell's eyes also returned to normal. He took two steps forward and stepped on Baldasar's face: "Continuing the previous topic, who is the person behind you?"

"Man, we're our own now! Our own!"

"Don't be stupid, open your dog's eyes and see clearly, who the fuck is your own?" Russell said, and another long sword of holy light stabbed down on Baldasar's shoulder.

Looking at Russell's golden eyes and the wings of light behind him, Baldasar was dumbfounded, and the pain of his body being burned by the holy flames could not pull him back from the shock.

"No way, how is it possible..."

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