Chapter 331

The voice fell.

The flames of hell spread on the surface of the black windbreaker.

The dark red flame wave of magma color rises like the blood of sinners flowing in the abyss of punishment, and it is also like the suffering soul suffering endless torture, turning into a distorted spirit of resentment and sending out a soul scream that makes mortals tremble.

At this moment.

The land under Cole's feet withered and cracked.

The dying light of the street lamp was completely obscured until it went out.

A hot blast.

Like an inaccessible purgatory wall, he melted the guns in the hands of the two agents and pushed them away.

even to the extent that.

A gambler who sold his soul to the devil, hid in a dark corner and tried to shoot Cole in exchange for wealth also issued a bone piercing cry of pain into his soul at this time.

Burning soul, burning his flesh and blood.

A shrill voice.

Like a sharp knife with a thorn, it pierced the eardrums of two detectives, making them show extremely uncomfortable and painful expressions.

For the first time.

Among them, the older agents, who had been involved in many religious cases, frowned, withstood the suffocating heat wave, talked to themselves and whispered, "fire prison..."

Turning his head, he glanced at the gunman whose head was completely burned dry and fell to the ground smoking.

It is completely consistent with the records in religious classics.

He got up, looked directly into Cole's eyes and asked loudly, "who the hell are you?"

After a brief silence.

There was only a cold voice in response to him.

"Demon hunter."

After the conversation.

The dark red light of the fire disappeared from his vision.

Another young detective touched some scorched front hair on his forehead. His amazing expression was more exaggerated than seeing God coming with his own eyes.

Swallowing, he said in an unbelievable tone, "Evan, are we... Dreaming?"

First a skeleton on a flame locomotive.

It is also a windbreaker that will catch fire and a "wanted man" with incredible means.

The older agent, known as Evan, with his hands on his hips, did not directly answer his partner's questions. He frowned and said, "hank, do you think... If we write such a report, will it be believed?"

The young agent wore a "pain mask" on his face. He seemed to think of the interrogation of his boss. He held his waist and forehead with one hand, shook his head and said, "it will only think we are crazy."

Are they really crazy?

The two agents are pretty sure they're not crazy.

Think of the rumors about the mass murder in the motel... Two bodies that are not human

This made them suddenly suspicious.

They don't know how many things there are in the objective world where they live.

In this painful silence.

The young agent sighed, pushed back the hem of his suit, exposed his belt and held his waist, perhaps to ease the heavy atmosphere. He joked, "but... Evan, I have to say, the guy who calls himself the demon hunter and his flame windbreaker... Are very cool."

"Hank."

"Ha ha, I'm just kidding. Let's work."

The other side.

Different from the original plot of the film, Roxanne, who was once again deceived by Johnny Blazer's lies, sat alone in the bar and got drunk.

She is ready to end all this, change a city and start a new life.

A life without Johnny Blazer's shadow.

Drunkenness surged up. Roxanne held the glass in one hand and rested her face on the other arm.

She remembered the wonderful years she spent with Johnny when she was young.

However.

In a trance, I suddenly found that the atmosphere in the bar was getting quieter and quieter.

even to the extent that.

The noise of cowboys who had gathered to watch the ball game also disappeared in her ears.

Raise your head and open your bleary drunk 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 game commentator has quietly become grotesque, stacked and uncomfortable.

Suddenly.

The old picture tube TV set emits a morbid noise, mixed with malicious laughter from the far shore.

The drunkenness above was dissipated by the cold wind blowing across the cheeks.

Roxanne gave a sharp blow.

Jump off the stool.

The sound of high-heeled shoes falling on the wooden floor is crisp, but it is particularly harsh and breathtaking.

The female reporter looked around warily, hesitated for a while and said loudly, "is anyone there?!"

The voice fell.

The feeling that her arm was suddenly grasped made her body tremble and scream.

But look back.

In addition to the wet fingerprints on his arms, all he could see was the empty and silent bar.

later.

A strange voice sounded behind her without warning.

"Roxanne Simpson, hot Johnny's first love, if you take you to him, the knight will agree to work for us."

Fear began to make her breathing fast.

The fine cold sweat wet the clothes, and the smell of wine in the air turned into a wet and pungent mildew under the intrusion of unknown forces.

Maybe.

A demon hunter with an iron will.

For Johnny blazer, who has the power of evil knight.

Demons hiding in natural elements and exiled fallen angels are like dirty wild dogs without dog ropes. Their evil power is ridiculous, stupid and weak.

even to the extent that.

Only with humble physical means, try to kill them.

However.

In the eyes of real ordinary people, even the lowest evil devil is a primitive fear hidden in the depths of the soul.

Just contact with their decadent and smelly evil power, fear and convulsion will be infinitely amplified.

As described in the devil's code: the power of the devil and evil spirits will gradually deprive human beings of their five senses, and then deprive them of their will.

Create the most instinctive primitive fear, lock the intruded in forever, suffer torture and go crazy.

without doubt.

The power of the elemental devil is far from reaching the demon God of hell, which is a powerful evil power enough to interfere with reality.

All of Roxanne's senses are illusions after contacting evil forces.

In a scream of horror.

Fall to the ground.

Turning into a pool of mud, the water demon stuck to the ground grabbed her calf and dragged it out of the bar.

The order of the sorcerer.

He had to take this woman as a bargaining chip to coerce the evil spirit knight to work for them.

Just when the water devil made a vague laugh and enjoyed the pleasure brought by the woman's panic.

A leather shoe falling from the sky stepped fiercely on its muddy face with twisted facial features.

"Are you so happy? Water demon."

Lack of emotional tone.

It is more straightforward and full of simple and crude bloody terror than the inferior means it uses to scare Roxanne.

The water demon screamed in horror and hurriedly loosened Roxanne's calf, ready to escape into the ground and run.

But he was put on his forehead by a bone dagger.

Even the tip of the sword has disappeared into the skin.

He collapsed on the ground, smiled awkwardly and politely at Cole, and said in fear, "ha... Ha ha, Cole walker, it's you. I haven't seen you for a long time.

I heard you killed two lower angels... Well, before you kill me, can you let me... "