He was still an old gentleman with a kind face and a walking stick.


    Murphyst went up to Johnny, held out a hand, smiled and said, "Congratulations, Johnny.


    You completed our deal.


    It''s time for me to take back the power of the evil spirit knight. "


    Take two steps forward, approach Johnny Blazer in a harmless manner, and then say, "you can take back your life, the true love you''ve always wanted, and you can start building your family.


    There are many transactions in the world... "


    Leaning on a stick, stand where you are.


    Perhaps he was aware of the power of the evil spirit knight and gradually broke away from the contract and his control.


    Every word murphyst said was very careful and gentle, just like an old friend Johnny hadn''t seen for many years.


    "Many people are willing to exchange their soul for desire and let others bear the curse. Now you are free."


    The power of the king of hell.


    After he said the word ''freedom''.


    The evil things that have always been bound in Johnny Blazer''s soul gradually dissipated after the parchment scroll burned.


    Just like all the guys who like erecting memorial archways after becoming XX.


    Murfest, in a very gentlemanly manner, deliberately lengthened his tone and smiled at Johnny, "after all... Trading is trading.


    We have to keep our word. "


    However.


    For an old man who thought he was playing with Johnny blazer, what happened next far exceeded his expectations.


    Johnny got up hard, raised his right hand, pointed to his nose, looked disgusted, and said firmly, "No."


    Follow the voice.


    The part of his right hand in the shadow burned the flames of hell and threatened, "I will bear all this and use it against you. As long as innocent people are injured, I will appear in front of you in the name of my father.


    Fight against the flame with the power of the flame. "


    Being strongly rejected and even unable to forcibly take back what originally belongs to you.


    Mephisto, suddenly turning his head, stared at Cole with eyes of extreme hatred and hatred, and his tone was full of anger.


    "You --!"


    Cole stood where he was.


    He took out a cigarette and said coldly, "justice doesn''t die, old bastard."


    Maybe angry.


    Maybe he noticed something else approaching.


    Let out an unwilling low roar.


    Mephisto''s body turned into a wisp of black smoke and gradually disappeared in place.


    This time.


    The senior detective who left earlier drove the vehicle and returned to the place where all the disasters occurred.


    He got off with the photographer who saved him on the road.


    See Cole first.


    Rob looked serious and asked, "is it over?"


    Johnny took a deep breath, staggered back and responded, "it''s over, detective. Now, you should always believe that Cole and I haven''t killed anyone at all."


    After a moment of silence, the detective grabbed the belt with a headache and said, "I can''t help you directly in this matter, but I can write a report to it.


    They were asked to investigate the motel case carefully.


    And... "


    Just Cole''s eyes, the senior detective hesitated and said sincerely, "thank you for what just happened."


    A car engine sounded.


    The two FBI agents who had left earlier also rushed back. As soon as they got off the bus, the young agent shouted to Cole, "demon hunter, is this the truth you mentioned to us?"


    As the dust settles.


    More and more people who hid around the city center for the rest of their lives came out of the shelter and gathered around the police car.


    Among them, some faithful believers looked at Johnny and Cole with extremely complex eyes.


    Not long.


    Carter shrey also returned with Roxanne.


    Two old lovers with broken ties embrace each other as soon as they meet.


    Senior detective rob wanted the onlookers to go home. Don''t stay here too much time. At the same time, he used the radio to let his subordinates and the nearby state police.


    Help him evacuate the crowd.


    However.


    At this time.


    Rob''s partner, who was originally handcuffed in the police car, suddenly opened the door and walked in the direction of Cole.


    "Hi, Alex! You can''t... Ah --" until I find out. "


    I haven''t finished yet.


    The young detective raised his hand.


    Rob''s body left the ground uncontrollably and flew to one side.


    A strange scene.


    Not only attracted the attention of everyone present, Cole, who sat smoking on the curb, saw this scene, threw away his cigarettes and got up.


    Aware of some unspeakable powerful supernatural force, Johnny asked Roxanne to wait for him in place and hurried over.


    "Cole..."


    "It''s none of your business, Johnny. It''s my personal grudge with them."


    Cole just finished.


    I saw detective Alex, like climbing a step undetectable to the naked eye, step by step into the air.


    Suddenly.


    A pair of white angel wings stretched out his back, turned around, looked at the crowd, opened his hands and smiled hypocritically. Even his voice became neutral.


    "Believers of God, you have witnessed the evil of darkness.


    Your prayer and self salvation, I heard it. "


    The great power of the archangel.


    Even if it just falls on a mortal body, it is still strong, like an insurmountable mountain.


    Just a simple sound.


    With some magical supernatural means.


    In the eyes of the fanatical believers around, it is the miracle of God''s presence and heaven''s response to their prayers.


    instant.


    All religious citizens kneel down like pilgrims to the sanctuary on a grand festival.


    Some people even shed tears on the spot.


    Few people can stand where they are and doubt it.


    One of them is rob, a senior detective who hasn''t worshipped in 30 years.


    He looked around and frowned. "You..."


    It seemed that the worship of mortals was very useful. St. Michael looked gently at rob, his soft voice was soaked with divine power, understood the man''s soul, and said, "why don''t you kneel?"


    "I..."


    Rob clenched his right hand and refuted, "I don''t care who you are, return Alex!"


    For this, Mephisto, the king of hell, saw that he had to run ahead of time. The first fall, the archangel who was unable to compete with azazler, the demon of purgatory.


    Obviously not interested in arguing with a mortal.


    Just one thought.


    Rob knelt uncontrollably on the ground, bowed his head and said nothing.


    After enjoying the worship of the people, St. Michael suddenly turned his head and looked back at Cole. At this moment, his eyes were not gentle and full of anger... Or his contempt and banter on the ants who did not measure their own strength.


    Yelled, "you, Cole walker, the source of all disasters, the conspirator with the open door of hell, the disseminator of death and evil.


    Why don''t you kneel down when you see me? "


    Following his voice, those fanatical believers who knelt on the ground all looked at him with the eyes that Cole killed their mother.


    I want to peel his skin, drink his blood and eat his meat.


    "Put him to death!"


    "Blasphemer! Burn him!"


    Cole took out the criminal verdict, ignored their barking, lit a cigarette, the wings of the angel of death appeared in his hands, raised his head, extended a greeting middle finger to St. Michael, smiled and said, "fxxk-u."