End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

"I love your sense of humor!"

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, reached out and took out a business card from the indescribable pocket on her chest, and handed it to Russell.

"This is my business card. Believe me, ordinary people are not entitled to it...Hey, where are you looking? If you really want to see it, just sign the contract and make a wish."

Russell retracted his aboveboard eyes, raised his hand to take the white business card, and read out the only two words on it.

"THE DEVIL!"

"That's right, it's the devil, but I prefer to be called Your Majesty the Dark Queen."

Russell nodded: "Okay, Ms. Satan."

"It's Her Majesty the Dark Queen!"

"No problem, Ms. Satan!"

"OK, as long as you are happy."

Ms. Satan rolled her beautiful eyes, gave up the meaningless dialogue with Russell, and continued: "Then what, you... oh, Police Officer Russell, you are very lucky, and you have the opportunity to make a deal with the devil."

"It doesn't seem like a good thing to make a deal with the devil!"

Russell complained, and the people who had made deals with Mephisto flashed in his mind. The better ones went directly to hell, and the worse ones were separated from their wives, their families were destroyed, and then they went to hell again.

"That's not necessarily the case. Many people can't find a place to trade with the devil, let alone such a beautiful devil like me."

Ms. Satan took out the lipstick from the indescribable chest, painted the flaming red lips in depth, pursed her lips slightly, and made a light pop from the red lips.

"Ms. Satan, you said that many people can't find a place to make deals with the devil."

Russell touched his chin, fixed his eyes on the lipstick that had been placed in place, and thought deeply: "The dressing box is very beautiful... cough cough, I mean, can it be understood that you haven't done business with anyone for many years .”

"Why, how can it be possible!"

Satan spread his hands, as if he had heard some funny joke: "In this materialistic world, where desires and ambitions are infinitely magnified, will I be short of customers?"

"Then why when you got the call,

Can't wait to deliver it to your door? And dressed up... with a look of impatience. "

Luo Su didn't squint, his eyes focused and said: "I'm not saying that you don't dress well, it really supports your devil figure and makes you closer to the devil, but..."

"You are a Satan anyway, the leader of Hell, who signed a contract with ordinary people and actually showed up, instead of handing it over to the younger brother below. This is very low, and it will make people think that Hell is a small company, or the kind that is on the verge of bankruptcy."

"..."

Satan took out a red coat from behind and covered himself tightly, then crossed his arms and squinted at Russell silently.

"What's the matter, Ms. Satan, is Hell Company really on the verge of bankruptcy, so that you can't even find an employee?"

"No, it's just my hobby, I like doing deals."

Satan took a deep breath, suppressed MMP, and continued to use the friendly official expression: "Before signing the agreement, if you have any questions, it's best to ask them in one breath, but it is forbidden to ask about God."

"why?"

"No reason!"

"Then I won't ask. To be honest, I always thought that you belonged to the same company and the relationship is very harmonious."

"Hehe, how is it possible!"

Satan smiled, scanned the living room, moved to the dining table, swept away the pots and pans on the table with his hand, and took out a stack of documents from behind his buttocks.

This time, I handled it lightly and placed it on the table.

"Listen, Officer Russell, you are very humorous, and it is interesting to chat with you, but I am in a hurry, and there are hundreds of people like you waiting for me to rescue."

Satan raised his hand and tapped the document: "So, hurry up and sign the contract. After signing, I will grant your seven wishes."

"Seven! So many?"

Russell was amazed, he stepped forward and looked at the document, his name was written on the first line, with 'The Cursed One' in brackets.

"It's real and honest."

"Thank you, it's all devil's virtue, if there is no doubt, please sign the last page, I'm really in a hurry."

Satan clasped his hands on his chest, and looked at Russell with flickering eyes, as if there were little stars in his eyes.

"Ms. Satan, if you are begging me, you'd better not wear a coat. The one just now is more sincere."

Russell sat on the chair and read the document one by one: "The first paragraph is that the devil and hell give the cursed person seven wishes, and the second paragraph is that after the cursed person fulfills his wish, he will give his soul to the devil as a price... Well, this It's devilish."

"Thank you, let's sign!"

"Don't worry, I'll take another look. The spirit of the contract is sacred and inviolable. You must respect my rights."

Russell ignored Satan, and read every word: "Wow, the third paragraph is the terms of the transaction, all of which are exemptions from the devil. This is too exaggerated."

"Ah, the degree of your ink stains is also exaggerated, it makes me want to kill you."

...

Three hours later, Russell closed the contract document. He had memorized the contents in his mind, and he could only say that he benefited a lot.

"Ms. Satan, I finished watching..."

Russell stopped talking in time, because there was an extra bathtub in the living room at some point. Satan was soaking in the milk bath, with a mask on his face, and a long snow-white leg resting on the edge of the bathtub.

"Ma'am, do you want me to wipe your back?"

"Is this your poor wish?"

Satan closed his eyes and lazily replied, the tone of his voice was exactly the same as when he answered the phone.

"No, I haven't signed it yet!"

"Why?"

Satan raised his hand to tear off the mask on his face, and stood up from the bathtub with wide eyes, but there was nothing, she was wearing a swimsuit.

Swimsuits are also OK!

Russell didn't mind at all, it was better to have a bicycle and a beautiful swimsuit than nothing.

"You are not moved by the seven wishes, or do you think your soul is very important?"

Satan rushed to Russell angrily: "Don't overestimate yourself. There are countless people and souls in this world. All are equal. If you miss this opportunity, you will lose the seven omnipotent wishes forever. .”

At the end of the conversation, Satan added: "My old lady stayed for three hours in this dirty, messy, stinky, shabby room with a dead body downstairs, not to have sex with you, give it to me quickly. signature!"

Is there a dead body downstairs?

Russell frowned slightly, temporarily suppressing his heart, and continued to enjoy Satan's swimsuit show: "Sorry, this thick contract is too beneficial to the cursed. According to the spirit of the contract, I can't take advantage of you against my conscience."

"Then please take your eyes off my chest!"

"Oh."

"It doesn't work on the legs either!!!"

"I don't want to, but I'm afraid that if you don't watch it, you will feel that you are not attractive, and you will say that I am inferior to a beast." Russell was very embarrassed.

"Oh, God!"

Satan raised his hand to cover his forehead, looking defeated, he raised his hand and took out the red coat from behind, put it on tightly again, and said speechlessly: "To be honest, this is the first time since I signed the contract with human beings. It’s the first time I’ve worn it so thick.”

"It shows that I have a good character."

"No, it means you have a thick skin."

Satan sighed: "Tell me, what do you think the contract is beneficial to the cursed?"

"Here, Item 147, Paragraph 9, Clause 3 of the Contract, speaks of a selfless act of redemption..."

Russell pushed the non-existent glasses: "It means that if I use my wish to make a truly selfless act, then the contract will be invalid immediately, and I will still have my soul instead of being taken away by the devil."

Satan was stunned: "You... you fucking finished watching it!?"

"Yeah, it's a lot of harvest!"

Russell nodded and said: "After reading it, for a second, I was tempted to sign the contract. The first six wishes are all fulfilled, and the seventh wish is used to save people. At that time, the contract will be invalid and six wishes will be enjoyed for free. "

"Why not?"

Russell sighed: "No, my conscience hurts when I think of taking advantage of you. You are a good devil, I can't be so shameless."

"hehe!"

Satan rolled his eyes several times in a row: "You think too much. If you really do this, it is not a selfless act, because you have an impure purpose, and it is a selfish act."

"So that's the case, you really are a good devil."

Puchi!

Satan clutched her chest. She was tricked and told the truth without knowing it.

"What's wrong, my chest hurts, do you want me to help you..."

"Shut up!"

Angrily, Satan slapped the contract, gritted his teeth and said, "One last time, will you sign this contract or not?"

"Before signing the contract, I want to ask, who is stronger, God or you?"

"Nonsense, of course it's on..."

Satan raised his finger to the sky, and in the middle of speaking, he poked his raised fingertips on his chest: "The one above is not good, my old lady is even worse."

Russell continued to ask: "Then if God signs a contract with you, can you take away his old man's soul?"

Satan frowned slightly, and looked at Russell vigilantly: "Why are you asking this?"

"That's not okay!"

Russell raised his hand and touched his chin: "Can I understand that even if you sign a contract with a person who is stronger than you, you can't take away the soul of the other party?"

"..."

Satan didn't speak, but the charm on his face subsided, and he put on a serious expression, looking at Russell for the first time.

Russell saw all this in his eyes, and said with deep meaning: "So, besides God, there are people in the world who make you helpless, Ms. Satan."

"Who are you?"

Satan's eyes turned blood red, and he suddenly reached forward and grabbed Russell's neck: "Don't play tricks, you are not an ordinary person, tell me your identity."

"I told you from the beginning..."

Intense darkness appeared on Russell's face, and a pair of scarlet eyes lit up. He held Satan's slender hand and opened it, grinning grinningly: "I am the Lord of the Dark Dimension!"

Satan stared at the monster in front of him in astonishment. He had never seen such a dense darkness before. Without even thinking about it, he disappeared in place.

"Run, where can you run?"

Russell waved his hand to open the gate of hell, and with a long black shadow under his feet, he stepped in.

Two seconds later, he came out again, holding the contract in his arms.