End of the Sky

Outside St. John's Cathedral in New York, a large number of demons are surrounded by four directions, and they are constantly increasing.

The family of nocturnal dragons guarding the cathedral was seriously inadequate and fell into the dilemma of passive defense.

Although one side represents heaven and the other side represents hell, as far as looks are concerned, they all say that they all come from hell, and it is estimated that there is no objection.

The Yelongxing Dragon is a blue-faced fangs, covered in gray and not a few clay-colored gargoyles, regardless of age, gender, and height, two meters away.

The puppet weapon is a double-edged axe, a single-edged axe, a mountain axe, and a machete.

The demons are much more elegant.

The lower-level demons' eyes have reddish white spots on their eyes, black necks and necks on their faces, and at first glance, they are taking the idol route of dark wind.

In comparison, the superior demon was a bit horrible. The black-and-black **** wrinkled skin, the fangs and claws and the night traveling dragon.

Yuan Yuan looks like an individual. When he gets closer, he will be disgusted by their strong sulfur body incense.

One of his cronies, Nabelius, the leader of the demons, has not arrived.

In order to avoid being discovered by hell, Nabeelius made a brief introduction, and has not participated in the war between the two races for a long time, making many night travelling dragons suspect that he is dead.

Like all wars, wars are not an end in themselves.

There was something that Nabelius wanted in the puppet cathedral. To this end, he sent a large number of descendants to die.

Frankenstein Adam!

An artificial man made 200 years ago by a crazy scientist and stitching and stitching with a corpse, Nabelius saw a miracle in him. Not only the creator can create life, science can also.

The Naberius wanted to get Adam, crack the source of life from nothing, and then imitate the army of stitchers to conquer the world.

It ’s hard to say whether it ’s true or not, but the demons believed it. They were inspired and eager to use war to conquer the world and preach the power of **** and Satan.

The two sides confronted each other along the boundary of the cathedral, and the demons were crowded, putting great pressure on the night walking dragons.

The situation is very grim. Queen Leonora has no contact with heaven. They can only fight alone.

Strangely enough, in the information-rich metropolis of New York, gargoyles are flying all over the sky, and red-eye diseases are rushing around. Informed reporters did not rush to the scene in the first place.

Time passed by one minute and one second, the clock tower's hands gradually pointed to midnight, as if the last countdown, the atmosphere in the war was so distressed that it could not breathe, and it would collapse and erupt at any time.

On the other side, Russell was dressed in a white robe, and His Majesty rode on the light horseback riding war horse. Feng Chi went through the brightly lit New York streets.

The camera was pulled to the top of the high-rise building, and a white beam of light was rushing down the road. The blink of an eye flashed on the next street.

He exclaimed repeatedly, and the vision drew people to chase. Fortunately, the camera that took the white light picture was a vague silhouette of a war horse.

Convenient to the front is the location of the cathedral. Russell pulled up the reins, smashed the warhorses, and the front hoof leaped forward, rushing along the 90-degree right-angle wall, and finally stopped at the top of a tall building.

硫 The air was filled with sulphur, the horse suffocated with white flames, the forefoot was raised high, and Russell on his back waved a great light sword from the void.

The light flickered and briefly illuminated the night sky.

Although I only had a moment, I also attracted the attention of the two races. They were surprised to look at the high-rise building, and felt the pressure of palpitations from the mysterious person who was standing on the edge of the sword.

Ye Xinglong is both shocked and delighted. The joy of the mysterious person is the holy light, which shows that the comer is a friend or a foe. The shock is that the holy light is too rich, which makes them filthy.

The demons are all in danger, and the rich and substantive light makes them afraid to move. Many demons even suspect that they can't even beat the horse.

Russell Yuguang glanced at the clock tower pointing to twelve o'clock, and waited for the bell to ring, at the moment, it was more shocking to weigh which way of entry.

Is the warhorse with two wings descending from the sky, or is the warhorse charging vertically along the wall of the building?

Clang! clang! clang----

The chimes rang, Russell shook the reins, and the warhorse jumped straight down from the building.

After thinking about it for a long time, the explosion is simple and clear!

At this moment, the familiar time reset came again. 24 hours before the time returned, the war of the killing spirit disappeared, whether it was the demon or the night traveling dragon, all disappeared.

Huh!

Russell slacked down, kept riding on the ground, and broke the ground bricks with both feet, all the way to the calf position.

A cold wind blew through, rolling up the white robes and hunting.

"Lost, my horse !!!"

D!

Russell furiously fell into the long sword in his hand, and finally managed to pretend to be a force, but it was over before it started. The bad landing action made him look like a sand sculpture deadpool.

"Fortunately no one saw ..."

Russell glanced at the quiet cathedral, and the light converged and returned to the mark on the back of his right hand, hiding in the darkness.

"Hello, Eleanor?"

"Yes, I'm so boring, I like to call while taking a shower ... Stop talking nonsense, I dropped the soap on the floor, hurry in and pick it up ... immediately! Immediately!"

"No one's right, I'll make you play. Now go to the window and see if Li Bao is in the stable on the first floor. If not, call the police immediately."

Hanging up the phone, Russell frowns and ponders, the time resets back to 24 hours ago, and it also occurs at midnight, which can be ruled out by David Rice's telepathic ability.

The time was reset twice in the morning in the early morning, and the minutes and seconds were not bad, and they all flowed back for 24 hours. If David Rice had this ability, the script would be [Time Master] instead of [Soul Transporter].

I was awful. After going through [Terror Cruises], Russell was very repulsive to the time cycle. What's worse, he didn't know which movie about the time cycle he was involved in.

Is it [Edge of Tomorrow] or [Day of Marmot], or [Terror Cruise] which still caused him to crack the steel giant ship.

Russell lit a cigarette, analyzed it calmly, and thought for a moment, and found that there was no clue, the only good news, no replica of the disgusting person appeared.

不 In case of indecision, ask a professional, Russell rubbing his hands to open the gate of hell, ready to talk with Miss Satan for 24 hours.

Satan is not in the castle. To be precise, the entire castle is gone. There is only a bare land, which proves that Russell did not go wrong.

Russell: (one `′ one)

判定 He judged that Miss Satan had encountered a difficult enemy, so powerful that she could not compete, and for the sake of self-protection, she hurriedly shifted the strategy and couldn't even care about hell.

Russell is still a little bit counted about this unknown strong enemy.

I dialed the devil's cell phone and no one answered for a long time. He hung up with a black line on his face, cursing that Satan would be captured by a strong enemy one day and closed in the basement.

"Innocent, moving the castle is all right, and look down on anyone!"

Russell snorted coldly, the kingdom cannot be without a king for a day, and **** is no exception.

Rumble! !!

The thick dark energy rushed straight into the sky, and thunder and lightning moved through the dark clouds of smoky clouds, and the roar covered the screams and screams from the red abyss.

The horns on the top of the demon god's body stand in hell, with three pairs of black wings behind it, covering the sky and throwing large black mud water.

Russell lifted the black flame sword and pierced the cracked black continent, the magic tide suddenly expanded, flooding the surrounding area with a whale swallow, occupying **** a little, and turning it into his ... land.

A drop of black mud fell to the ground and turned into a turbulent Black Sea. It quickly poured into the cracks of the abyss, assimilated the original **** territory, and turned it into a force to accelerate the process of swallowing.

The speed of darkness expansion is extremely amazing, the tidal ocean billows down, and it instantly darkens a large space.

The territory of Hell's territory is infinite and cannot be fully occupied in theory, but the expansion of darkness cannot be stopped at all. When the roots of **** are eroded by darkness, it will become the same as the dimension of darkness, and everything is determined by Russell.

"I don't know if **** is also in the loop of time ..."

The time of the erosion was too long. Russell left the clone of the demon body, injected dark energy into the black flame sword, and then returned to the world.

Uh ...

Sub-bureau, director's office.

Russell with a sore face holding two files, a telepathic drop, fast forward to end the conversation with the director.

He walked out the door holding the file, because he didn't know what plot was involved, he didn't know how to break the situation, only knew that every day at the early morning, the world would reset to the previous day.

Suddenly I didn't want to work hard!

Changed to someone else ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I got an infinite reset time, and I will definitely be desperate for all kinds of waves, and enjoy 24 hours without responsibility.

But Russell has no interest. With his ability, even if he is not in the cycle of time and irresponsible, no one can treat him like this. Time is not useful to him.

Because of this chaotic world, Russell can't judge whether he actively participated in the plot or was unfortunately caught in Yuchi.

The former is fine, but the latter is troublesome. For example, [Day of the Groundhog], how to find the male lead in the infinite loop is a big problem.

Russell slowed down the second possibility, first consider the first hypothesis, remember the first day of the time cycle, who he met, what happened.

The police station, the bank, the school, the teleporter David Rice, and the nation's most wanted criminal John Thomps, there are no figures worth thinking about.

Russell changed his perspective to think about the problem, and repeated within two days, there was only one thing that had not changed.

I went to Brooklyn College to arrest John Tumbles!

"Is this the key person?"

Russell instinctively wanted to refuse, Thomps is a vagrant, with careless long hair and beards, without the protagonist's face value.

With the setting of serial murderers, it is difficult to create a sense of substitution. With him as the protagonist, the movie will only hit the street.

There is no other option at present. Russell groans for a moment, drives to Brooklyn College, and tries to track Thombus, what will happen to him.