Chapter 331
The voice fell.
The flames of hell spread on the surface of the black windbreaker.
The dark red flame waves of lava, like the blood of sinners flowing in the abyss of punishment, rises up, like a suffering soul suffering endless torment, turning into a twisted wraith, sending out shocking mortals The soul screamed.
in this brief moment.
The land under Cole's feet is dead, dry and cracked.
The dying rays of light in the street lamp are completely shaded until it goes out.
Scorching waves of air.
Like an inaccessible wall of purgatory, melting the guns in the hands of the two agents and pushing them away arbitrarily.
Even.
A gambler who betrayed his soul to the devil and hid in a dark corner, trying to shoot Cole in exchange for wealth, also wailed a bone-wrenching cry at this moment.
The burning soul, burning his flesh and blood.
A stern voice.
Like a spiked knife, it pierced the eardrums of two detectives, causing them to show extremely uncomfortable and painful expressions.
The first time I witnessed a supernatural phenomenon.
Among them, they are older and have come into contact with many religious cases, which are quite involved in the agent, browse tightly knit, withstand the suffocating heat wave, talk to themselves, whisper, "Hell..."
Turning his head and glanced not far away, his head was completely burnt and he fell to the ground with a gungambler smoking.
It is completely consistent with the records in religious books.
Get up, look straight into Cole's eyes, and ask loudly, "Who are you?!"
After a short silence.
Only a cold icy voice responded to him.
"demon-hunter."
After the conversation is over.
The dark red flame disappeared into his vision.
Another young police detective touched the burnt front hair on his forehead, and his expression of shock was more exaggerated than witnessing the coming of God with his own eyes.
Swallowed saliva, in an incredible tone, said, "Evan, are we... dreaming?"
First, the skeleton riding the flame locomotive.
It's a windbreaker that catches fire and a'wanted criminal' with incredible means.
An older agent known as Evan, with hands on hips, did not directly answer the partner’s question, frowned, "Hank, do you think... if we write such a report, will it be believed? "
The young agent has a'mask of pain' on his face, as if thinking of the boss's questioning, he held his waist with one hand and his forehead with the other, shook his head and said, "It will only think that we are crazy."
p>Are they really crazy?
The two agents can be very sure that they are not crazy.
Think of the rumors about the mass murder in the motor hotel...Two corpses that are not human...
This makes them suddenly start to doubt.
They don’t know how many things are left in the objective world where they live.
In this distressing silence.
The young agent sighed, pushing back the hem of the suit, revealing the belt and leaning on the waist, perhaps to relieve the heavy atmosphere, jokingly said, "But...Evan, I have to say , The guy who calls himself a demon-hunter, and his flame trench coat... are pretty cool."
"Hank."
"haha, I just Just kidding, get to work."
On the other side.
Different from the original plot of the movie, once again deceived by Johnny Blazer’s lies, Roshan, who is discouraged, sits alone in a bar to get drunk.
She is going to end all this, change a city, and start a new life.
One, a life without the shadow of Johnny Blazer.
The drunkenness surged, Luo Shan held the wine glass with one hand, her face resting on the other arm.
I recalled the good years she and Johnny had spent when she was young.
However.
I was in a trance, but suddenly realized that the atmosphere in the bar was getting quieter and quieter.
Even.
The noise of the cowboys who had gathered together to watch the game disappeared to her ears.
lifts the head and opened his drunken eyes.
At the moment, the bar is empty, and even the nearby streets have become very quiet.
The only old TV hanging on the shelf.
The original passionate voice of the ball game commentator has quietly become weird, stacking, and uncomfortable.
Suddenly.
The old-fashioned CRT TV made a morbid noise, mixed with laughter from the distant shore, harboring malicious intentions.
The drunkenness above was blown away by the cold wind blowing across the cheeks.
Roshan jerked sharply.
Jump off the high stool.
The sound of high-heeled shoes falling on the wooden floor is crisp, but extremely harsh and breathtaking.
The female reporter watched all around vigilantly and hesitated for a while, loudly said, "Is anyone here?!"
The voice fell.
The feeling that her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone made her body tremble and screamed.
But looking back.
Except for the wet handprints on his arms, there is only an empty and silent bar as far as his eyes can go.
Afterwards.
An eccentric voice rang behind her without warning.
"Rosanne Simpson, Johnny’s first love, if you take you to see him, that Knight will definitely agree to work for us."
Fear let her Breathing began to become rapid.
The fine cold sweat wets the clothes, and the smell of alcohol in the air, also under the intrusion of unknown forces, turns into a damp pungent moldy smell.
Perhaps.
To the demon-hunter whose will is as strong as a rock.
For Johnny Blazer, who has the power of Evil Spirit Knight.
The devil hiding in the natural elements, the banished fallen angels, are like dirty wild dogs lacking a leash. They possess evil powers, ridiculous, stupid, and weak.
Even.
We can only use physical means in a humble way to try to kill them.
However.
In the eyes of a true ordinary person, even the lowest evil spirit is hidden in the depth of one's soul's primary fear.
Only when they come into contact with their degenerate, stinking evil forces, fear and convulsions, they will be infinitely magnified.
Similar to the description in the devil code: the power of devil and Evil Spirit will gradually deprive humans of the five senses, and then deprive of will.
To create the most instinctive primordial fear, to keep the intruded person in it forever, suffer torment, and go crazy.
There is no doubt about it.
The power of the element devil is far from reaching Demon God, which is a powerful evil force that can interfere with reality.
All Roshan's perceptions are all illusions after exposure to evil forces.
In the screams of horror.
Fell to the ground.
The water monster that turned into a pool of mud and stuck to the ground, firmly grasped her calf and dragged it out of the bar.
Heart Demon's command.
He has to bring this woman as a bargaining chip to threaten Evil Spirit Knight to work for them.
Just when the water monster laughed vaguely, enjoying the panic of this woman and the joy it brought to it.
A leather shoe that fell from the sky, stepped fiercely on its muddy face with distorted facial features.
"Are you smiling so happy? Water demon."
Lack of emotional fluctuating tone.
Compared with the inferior means used to scare Roshan, it is more straightforward, full of simple and rude bloody horror.
The water demon screamed in horror and hurriedly let go of Luo Shan's calf, preparing to escape into the ground and run away.
But he was hit on his forehead by a bony dagger.
Even the tip of the sword has been submerged in the skin.
Lumped softly on the ground, smiled awkwardly and politely at Cole, and said in fear, "Ha...haha, Cole · Walker, it's you, it's really long time no see.
I heard that you killed two lower angels...Uh, before you kill me, can you let me..."