[noon has arrived · God killer: a gun cursed by the spirit of the God slayer and the fallen soul of the archangel.


    It''s noon. It has two forms: ordinary and God killer. You can actively choose to switch different modes through mind control.


    In the God killer mode, the bullet will cause slight, medium, serious and fatal damage to the divine life. Each time you pull the trigger, you need to consume all the remaining spiritual power.


    Now, the bullets that have arrived at noon can cause serious and fatal damage to the lower angel, the great devil, the last demon God, and the small cult heretical gods.


    The destructive power of the bullet in this mode is not directly related to the strength of the soul. Each time a divine creature is killed, the destructive power of the bullet will be enhanced to a certain extent.]


    Look quickly over the description given by the system.


    Select Johnny Blazer''s current location on the hologram map and confirm the transmission.


    At this point.


    Johnny Blazer stumbled, blocked his eyebrows with his right hand, blocked the glare of the sun, frowned and walked aimlessly alone in the wilderness.


    You can''t turn into a ghost knight in direct sunlight.


    After being pushed away by St. Michael, even he didn''t know where he was now.


    Good thing.


    Stop panting and lick your cracked lips.


    A man in a windbreaker suddenly appeared in his field of vision on a hot day.


    See Cole.


    Relieved, Johnny Blazer exhaled a foul breath and frowned, "God bless you, you''re okay..."


    After a brief silence, he continued, "what about the others? I mean... The devil and the angel, and Roxanne, is she safe now?"


    Cole didn''t answer directly.


    Take out a bottle of one liter drinking water from the real dream equipment library and hand it over.


    See drinking water.


    Johnny was like a traveler thirsty in the desert for three days. His eyes were red. He grabbed the water bottle and drank it on his back.


    Until you fill your stomach, throw away the bottle, wipe your mouth, look around and say, "where are we?"


    Cole touched out a cigarette and lit it. He said coldly, "the Gobi desert, 20 kilometers from the Mexican border."


    They walked to the nearby city of malfa.


    On the way.


    Cole continued, "Roxanne is safe now. Don''t worry. I''m looking for you to do me a favor."


    "Me? Help you?"


    Johnny looked at Cole in surprise.


    In his opinion.


    The former evil spirit Knight of another world is an absolute ruthless man who can kill angels and demons. Is there anything you need to ask him for help?


    "At night, prepare an evil sacrifice ceremony. I need to find Mephisto through it and get back the contract of Saint Vincent."


    Johnny stopped, stared at Cole very seriously and said, "are you serious?"


    After a silence.


    He sighed helplessly and said, "well, it seems that you are serious, so what shall we do now?


    It''s at least 400 kilometers from malfa.


    By plane? "


    Cole selected the road bar when he first met the witch heart demon in the big map and pulled Johnny''s clothes.


    The scene in front of us changed rapidly.


    Johnny Blazer couldn''t adapt to the dizziness brought by space transmission. He shook his body, hurried to hold the dead tree on the side of the road, retched for a while, looked up at Cole who had entered the bar, shook his head slightly and followed in.


    Maybe it''s a coincidence.


    The motorcycle party, who had previously clashed with him, now gathered around a wooden table, playing cards and drinking.


    I heard a stranger enter the bar.


    All cast vicious eyes at Mukou.


    Other drinkers thought that the freak who liked to wear windbreaker in hot weather would be kicked out.


    But I didn''t expect it.


    After the eye contact between the two sides, the vicious motorcycle party was like hitting a ghost in broad daylight.


    First, I was stunned.


    Until the tall and powerful leader scolded secretly and got up and retreated.


    Pushing the wooden chair makes a sharp sound on the floor.


    A group of five people, one after another, left their poker and crawled out of the back door. For a moment, they disappeared.


    Waiting for cole to sit behind the bar in the shocked eyes of other drinkers.


    The bartender who mopped his glass raised his head and said expressionless, "what are you drinking?"


    Cole took out an old $20 bill, put it on the bar, pushed it over, and said coldly, "two whiskies."


    When the bartender turned to pick up the wine.


    Cole took it out and patted it on the bar at noon.


    Other wine guests see it.


    The knowledgeable left the bar one after another.


    "Although you are not a direct murderer, compared with the world, hell may be the place you should go, angel of grace."


    Perhaps I had expected cole to say so.


    The angel of grace, who looked like he was waiting to die, put two glasses of whisky on the bar, sighed and said, "I knew you wouldn''t come to see me for no reason.


    Come on, what are the conditions? "


    This time.


    Johnny Blazer staggered into the bar.


    When he sits down.


    Cole held a lit cigarette in his hand. The white smoke floated and put his arm on the bar. He was like a gang leader who scolded his subordinates. He frowned and said, "you know what to do to help the local detective investigate the hotel murder."


    "What else?"


    Cole took up his glass and shook it gently. His vicious tone was full of death threats. He smiled inexplicably at the grace angel remmiller and warned, "you should pray that we will never find out after using supernatural forces in the world."


    Johnny Blazer glanced doubtfully across their faces and frowned. "What are you talking about?"


    Cole didn''t explain anything. He just patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "remember, keep an eye on him."


    ...


    At night.


    A secluded wilderness.


    Johnny blazer, a knight of evil spirits, constructs an evil ceremony leading to the independent hell of Mephisto through the power of zastano.


    With the help of the characteristics of hell.


    Cole can take this opportunity to arrive directly at Mephisto''s nest.


    Compared with the traditional hell that imprisons sinners'' souls, the independent hell created by Mephisto is more like a dead and desolate place.


    Bathed in the flames of hell.


    Like passing through a flexible water curtain, Cole''s vision is filled with extremely uncomfortable distortions.


    A moment later.


    The fire disappeared, and before his eyes was a huge throne held high on the top of the mountain.


    besides.


    There is no one... Or a hell ghost and a grievance, not to mention the early news that Cole walker, the devil who kills God, will come.


    Holding the wings of the angel of death.


    Cole ascended the throne.


    The Saint Vincent''s covenant was placed in a simple iron box.


    After he touched the surface of the box.


    The mental projection left by Mephisto is activated.