End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

The blood is soaring!

Russell lived in a gloomy world of blood, with endless blood mist lingering around, and the smell of the blood was disgusting, and his eyes were filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

The scarlet blood under his feet gathered into a river, and countless skeletons floated on it, rushing to the distance in the quiet waves of blood.

On both sides of the river bank is a red continent that burns red like a soldering iron. Tall golems stand majestically, and demon castles are stretched into stretches. Bursts of dull roars that seem to be absent are constantly coming from the depths of the rock formation.

hell!

Bloody torrents and land, this is a world based on blood, everything in sight is shining with scarlet blood, even the clouds in the sky have a faint red light.

Russell gasped, his chest felt tight and he wanted to vomit, the holy light swept over his body, forcing out the poisonous blood in his body, and his complexion improved slightly.

Not seeing Gabriel, Russell felt a little flustered. This is hell, the base camp of the devil, and he can be put into various poses by jumping out a few mythical devil kings at random.

Especially now, the wings on the back are too hateful, it's okay to meet the female devil, at most, you can sell some strength, but there is no danger of life.

It will be miserable when you meet a male devil king, and you have to convince others with virtue. If there are more, who can bear it!

"No, this place shouldn't be hell..."

Hell and the human world belong to two worlds, with different latitudes, different constituent energies, and even different rules. The energy required to summon hell to the human world is simply incalculable.

A single hell king could not provide such a huge amount of energy, otherwise, Asmodeus would not be so distraught by the destruction of the gate of hell that he would not even abandon his elegant demeanor.

Therefore, although the hell in front of him is lifelike, it should be the hell projection created by him sacrificing an arm and distorting the space.

Russell made up his mind, fluttered his wings and flew high into the sky, first to find out Gabriel's location, as long as he didn't meet Asmodeus, everything would be fine.

Rumble! !

The river of blood in Hell was tumbling, and the smell of blood rose into the sky. Asmodeus rode a dragon and floated out of the sea of ​​blood, looking at the sky from a distance, with a ferocious smile on his lips.

Russell: "..."

What are you afraid of?

The two wings of light vibrated, and Russell threw down the long sword of light in the air, and the edge of the sword turned into a stream of light and pierced straight down. The volley zoomed in to the size of a thousand feet, and when it approached Asmodeus, it was already bigger than the Styx.

Rumble! !

A burst of earth-shattering loud noise erupted suddenly like a thunder from the sky. The blood in Hell shot up into the sky, the blood of the Styx River kept churning, and the ground on the bank of the river shook violently, as if it was about to turn over.

The dragon was beheaded by the holy light, Asmodeus smiled coldly and didn't care, his severed arm was reshaped by a pool of blood, he waved the black flame sword, and pointed at the sky sharply: "You humble angel, today you will surely die!" You cut it into pieces, and relieve the... hatred in my heart."

Two red clouds floated across the sky, and there was no sign of Russell!

"Bastard, I will kill you!!"

Asmodeus let out a roar, and the evil spirit filled the world, turning into a black smoke column and flying towards the distance.

Gululu! !

A head protruded from the river of Styx. It was Russell. He blew on the bubbles to confirm that Asmodeus had run away, and then flew out of the bloody water.

"With this IQ, and still being the devil king, I'm definitely better than you!"

Russell sneered, and gestured a middle finger in the air, and the holy light burst into light, dispelling the sticky scarlet filth on the body surface.

This is what is meant by the so-called mud but not stained!

"Do you really want to be the Demon King?"

A cold and stern drink came from behind, Russell froze, turned around and saw the murderous Asmodeus, he didn't leave at all.

"Devil king or something, I did think about it when I was young, if you can help me fall..."

"No need, you don't need to degenerate at all, you can become a qualified devil with black wings!"

"Where is it, you are too famous, you are really ashamed!"

Russell looked ashamed, and just finished speaking, he disappeared in place, and he was a hundred miles away with a flap of his wings.

After flapping his wings twice in a row, he stopped with embarrassment on his face. Asmodeus sneered in front of him, holding the black flame sword to block the way.

"Run, why don't you keep running?"

Russell's face straightened, and he said disdainfully: "Why should I run, like a demon like you, I can't wait to kill you on the spot, why is there any reason for stage fright?"

"Bah! Heaven is ashamed of you!"

Russell raised his hand and held it empty, condensed a long sword of holy light, slashed at Asmodeus head-on without saying a word, stopped suddenly halfway, and shouted at the back of Asmodeus: "Gabriel, you Come at the right time, kill with me..."

In the middle of the conversation, Russell shut up, and Asmodeus sneered, as if watching stand-up comedy.

"Put away your cleverness. Although this bloody purgatory is not a real hell, it is engraved by me. It is my unique summoning space. No one can hide it from me here." Asmodeus said coldly: " Without my permission, even God... Even if Gabriel came, he would never want to leave!"

"Uh, I just heard you say God..."

"Shut up, I'm talking about Gabriel, not God!"

"you've said!"

"No!"

Russell shook his head slightly, disappointed and said: "Oh, sure enough, the essence of the devil is bragging, and words don't count."

"Hmph, hypocritical angel, what qualifications do you have to judge the devil!"

"This is not hypocrisy, this is called maturity!"

After Russell finished speaking, he closed his eyes for a moment of silence, opened them again and said, "Asmodeus, you just said that this bloody purgatory was marked by you, and it belongs to your world alone, right?"

"That's right, you want to surrender?" A trace of contempt flashed in Asmodeus' eyes.

"No, I choose to fight!"

"Are you begging to die?"

Russell put away his mature smiling face, his cold eyes pierced Asmodeus' eyes: "Please, the head on your neck!"

"Hahaha, Gabriel dare not say such a thing, what qualifications do you have?"

Swish!

The long sword of the holy light pierced straight between the eyebrows, and Asmodeus couldn't dodge, a few strands of long black hair fell down, his face was stunned, and then he suddenly lifted his spirits: "Yes, you are qualified to fight with me! But it is too late, if you Put all your strength out from the beginning, maybe I have already been defeated by you and Gabriel."

at first?

At the beginning, Russell was reluctant to part with the power of the angel in the stigmata, and only wanted to outsmart and grab the head during the whole paddling process. Now that he is burning with all his strength, the erupting combat power is naturally incomparable.

Asmodeus misunderstood, Russell did not explain to him, the long sword was raised high, the holy light rushed to the top and turned into phantom shadows of the four swords held up, and fixed the four sides to form a holy light barrier.

Asmodeus watched this scene with great interest: "Don't waste your efforts, the enchantment can't stop me from connecting with the world."

Russell smiled meaningfully: "I didn't waste my efforts, you will understand!"

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