End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Blood-sucking bandages!

Russell really couldn't think of the purpose of the blood-sucking bandage, and now he knew that binding it to the wound of an undead creature could make it half-dead.

He held the Sand Eagle, cut off Michael's hands and feet, tied them tightly with blood-sucking bandages, and then tied them with nylon ropes and threw them into the trunk.

It was a bit crowded, but Michael didn't say anything, so he probably didn't mind!

"Russell, what are you doing? Do you want to influence him?" After getting into the car, Jennifer was still a little dazed. Let alone healing the enemy, how likely is influence? The recovery speed of the opponent alone is not enough. bandage.

"That's not an ordinary bandage, it's a holy relic made by the church with thousands of years of experience!" Russell said nonsense seriously: "The cardinal made it himself with a spinning machine, and then the pope sprinkled holy water on it to consecrate it, Finally, bathing in the singing of the choir for three days and three nights...is a sharp weapon to restrain the devil, and it is specially used to deal with the devil's immortality."

Jennifer suddenly felt that her lips were dry. In his impression, the church was just a sham. Now that he thought about it, there were all the devils, and it was normal for the Pope to have two great prophecies.

"Then... what about you, are you also a member of the church? I think you... are you a wizard?"

Russell nodded, as if he didn't want to say: "The wizard is an illusion. In fact, besides the rich second generation, I have an unknown hidden identity. Have you heard of the Holy Knight Order? I am one of them."

Jennifer shook her head, never heard of it.

"Haven't you heard of it? Our regiment is very famous. Apart from being responsible for fighting the devil and protecting the order of the world, our regiment has nothing to do with killing vampires, exterminating werewolves every now and then, and occasionally arresting two witches and burning them at the stake..." Russell said, and suddenly realized: "That's right. It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Ordinary people know very little about us."

"Is it really that powerful?" Jennifer was a little impatient, it seemed that she was also within the hunting range of the Knights.

"It's not very powerful, most of them are ordinary people, but our leader is super strong!" Russell looked forward to: "The leader Fan Helsing is a legend who has lived for hundreds of years. It is said that he is the reincarnation of the Archangel Gabriel. It’s not clear if it’s true or not, but there are countless monsters hunted by him, and the corpses can go around Magic Pot Town twice.”

"Big... Archangel..." Jennifer didn't know what was going on. With her IQ, she probably believed everything Russell said.

"Some time ago, the church noticed that the devils would be dispatched on Halloween, and specially dispatched me to guard the magic pot town, responsible for cutting off the devil's minions." Russell said, and also lit up the sand eagle, the god, the gold and silver gun body Covered with mysterious lines, it immediately increases the persuasiveness.

"Then your Lamborghini... all the knights drive Lamborghini now?"

"Not all of them, some of them drive Ferraris and Hummers." Russell sighed, "I originally drove a Bugatti Chiron, but it crashed when I was exterminating witches some time ago, so I had to use a Lamborghini instead. To be honest, this car is really not good. how."

"..."

Jennifer was stabbed in the chest and didn't want to talk.

...

Back home, Russell mentioned Michael to the basement. Like Jennifer, he wanted to turn Michael into his slave.

Failed!

Michael is worthy of being a famous killer in film history. In addition to killing, he kills. In addition to the obsession to kill, he has no other emotional color, just like a machine.

According to Russell's words, Michael's brain is a rock, which is horribly hard. He didn't feel afraid, and he didn't resist the spiritual invasion, but after Russell came in, he couldn't find anything, and he didn't know how to contract him.

It's not that it's an empty shell without a soul, but that his soul has no color, it's so empty that there's no way to start!

Looking at Michael who was tied up by the rope and still said nothing, Russell was a little tricky, he couldn't kill him, he couldn't control it, so he had to close it temporarily.

The idea of ​​locking a murderer in the basement of his own house was so crazy that Russell was afraid that once he closed his eyes, he would never be able to open them again. After thinking about it, he dragged Michael back to the trunk of the Chevrolet, found a welding torch and sealed it inside.

Jennifer watched Michael being blocked and didn't express any dissatisfaction. After she was full, her human side began to dominate. Except that she had no resistance to cannibalism, she was no different from ordinary girls.

Loves beauty, loves to be jealous, and likes to spend money on shopping!

Only in the full state!

If it wasn't because Michael was poor, he and Jennifer could live together. The two of them couldn't kill each other, and the other couldn't eat them all. They just complemented each other, and they were a perfect match!

After a few hours of quick sleep, Russell took Jennifer on the road the next day, driving a Chevrolet in search of a low-shouldered band. There are many doubts about the band members, which is a very important clue, and they must be found out before the devil punishes them.

Jennifer has been focusing on the Low Shoulders band for a long time. According to her, the lead singer Nicola is a very talented but depressed singer. Good looking, very unique voice, with a kind of enchanting charm.

While talking, Jennifer showed a nympho expression.

Russell was very painful watching it, and his silly heart was too big. Last night, he was stabbed to death and sacrificed to the devil, and today he praised him for being handsome and underappreciated.

There are many undiscovered talents in the world, but Russell bets that Nicola is not one of them. His voice and handsome face that make girls scream are most likely obtained by trading with the devil.

So what is his identity, a wizard, or a follower of the devil?

Whichever it is, it's worth a trip for Russell himself.

...

Jennifer has contributed a lot in finding the whereabouts of the Low Shoulders band. She has the band's itinerary in her hand. Not surprisingly, the band members are in the next town at the moment.

The distance is very short, it takes about half an hour to drive on the high speed, and it is faster to take a shortcut.

Russell chose to take a shortcut, and at Jennifer's prompt, turned onto a dirt road.

"Are you sure this road is shorter, why do I feel like driving into the mountains?" After 15 minutes of bumps, I still haven't seen the end of the dirt road. On the contrary, there are more and more dense forests on both sides. Russell is a little impatient. The so-called shortcut should have already reached the destination.

Jennifer was a little unsure, and said with a dry smile: "Maybe I misremembered, I should turn at the next intersection."

Russell was silent for a while, and secretly decided that when he met a suitable slave, he would cancel Jennifer's contract and let her fend for herself.

Keeping this guy by his side will only hurt his teammates!

"Hey buddy, here, don't turn around yet!"

Just as Russell turned around and was about to return the same way, a young man in a blue shirt appeared in the rearview mirror, waving and shouting, and ran towards the Chevrolet.

Russell pushed open the car door and held the Sand Eagle on the back with one hand. Seeing this, the young man stopped immediately, kept a safe distance, and put his hands in front: "Dude, I don't mean any harm, I just ask for some help."

Caucasian youths who neglected to exercise were thin and short of breath after running a few steps. Russell judged that the other party belonged to the ranks of the five scum of the war, and holding the gun was to warn the other party not to have bad thoughts.

The young man complained: "My companion and I were going to go camping by the lake, but some bastard pulled a wire on the road, causing all our cars to break down."

Russell frowned, with a strong sense of the picture, associating with the previous curve, he roughly guessed what it was.

Fatal bend! Mutant Ogre!

If it was before, he would not be suspicious, but now the situation is different, any suspicious incident, he will involuntarily rely on the devil.

The young man was still chattering and complaining: "It's unlucky! There's not even a signal in this ghost place. If we didn't hear the sound of the car, we would have planned to walk to the nearby people to seek help."

"No, you're not unlucky at all! You're lucky, really lucky!" Russell dropped a sentence that made the young man inexplicable, and turned to Jennifer and said, "I'll come whenever I go, just stay in the car for me. Don't go."

Jennifer nodded again and again, expecting: "Then can I eat something?"

"No!" Russell knew who Jennifer was referring to, not Michael, but the young man in front.

Jennifer shrugged and leaned on the co-pilot depressed. The young man saw Russell walking into the dense forest alone and came to the edge of the Chevrolet. He wanted to ask Russell what he was doing, but when he saw the enchanting Jennifer, he swallowed hard and was puzzled. Throw it all away.

"Hey beauty, are you alone?"

Jennifer rolled her eyes, as long as she was not blind, she could tell that there were two people. No... there should be three, and there is one stuffed in the trunk.

"Beauty, was that Asian just now your boyfriend?"

"No, it's my master!"

"?"

The young man was dumbfounded, so exciting, accept the exchange?

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