time lapse.
The earth and sky, twisted, swept by like liquid.
Until the world in Cole''s eyes was fixed in the corridor of a hospital.
Under the pale light.
The tone was cold and empty.
Turn around.
Look out the window.
A white figure fell from the sky.
Bang -!
A deafening noise.
Mixed with the noise of broken glass, breaking the silence of the night.
later.
The evil force from hell is like someone roughly kicking open the door of the dry toilet.
The embrace is like a howl of the wind, the shrill scream of the souls of countless sinners.
The stench of decay pervaded wantonly.
Cole closed his eyes.
Under the spiritual perception of the seventh vision, a burning vortex leading to eternal suffering and torture stretched out haggard and ferocious dead arms.
Dense.
Grab Isabella Dodson''s soul and drag her to hell.
Like a zoom lens.
Isabella''s soul, at the last moment of leaving the world, longed to stare into Cole''s eyes and whispered, "tell her I''m not suicidal..."
After a very short time.
Everything is calm.
Cole turned off seventh vision.
Stand where you are and light a cigarette.
According to the systematic description, combined with what is happening at present, the death of Isabella Dodson should be unstoppable.
Or... As a pawn in God''s hand.
Even if it''s a moment early to save her.
This pious woman will still sadly indulge in the fate arranged by God in various ways and try to end her life again and again.
Fall into hell.
Remove the amulet.
The badly burned graffiti.
Although the feeling of life passing, after getting it, it becomes slightly weaker.
But the prefix of martyrs is particularly ironic at this moment.
No accident.
This is what Isabella left.
A dead night.
The loud noise startled the sleeping doctors and patients.
They left the ward, lay on the window of the corridor and looked in horror at the female corpse floating in the pool after falling from the building.
A nurse anxious to call the police.
His feet stumbled.
Hearing the news, the security guard looked shocked and rushed downstairs with the doctor to try to save the woman''s lost life.
It was a scene in which ordinary people reacted normally after death.
But in Cole''s eyes, it suddenly became strange, absurd and chaotic.
The world is upside down and spinning.
Noisy discussion and exclamation, mixed with sharp beeps, penetrate into the eardrum and soul, cover all perception, and make people fall into madness.
until...
The crisp sound of hard soled leather shoes trampling on the corridor came into his ears suddenly and clearly.
In the blurred line of sight.
An elegant man with a striped suit and a golden back tossed a coin in his hand, smiled, and the dark red light spot appeared in the depths of his pupils.
Like the slow motion of bullet time.
Step over him.
Then.
A malicious whisper is like someone lying in his ear and launching endless intrusion.
"Mind your own business, Cole Walker..."
Cole spits out a cloud of smoke.
Just focus a little.
The strong and unyielding will covers up the evil power in an instant.
Turn around.
The indifferent tone lacking emotional fluctuation is like the judgment of death.
"Do you want to leave now? Balzaza."
The footsteps of the half blood devil stopped in place.
There is no superior posture when threatening a demon hunter.
come back.
He smiled awkwardly and politely and said, "good evening, honey."
The voice fell.
Don''t look back, run!
Cole scolded, threw away his cigarette, ran away from the security guard in front of him and ran after him!
The two men rushed into the fire passage without light.
The heavy and disordered footsteps echoed in the darkness.
Bang -!
Hit the wall.
The man groaned with pain.
In the dim moonlight.
The fight in the narrow staircase was fierce and fatal.
Cole kicked Balthazar down.
The latter stumbled and fell against the wall.
The humiliated face twitched, gnashing its teeth, and suddenly became fierce.
Use supernatural forces to push away the demon hunter.
In a posture that violates the physical rules, the body twists and jumps high, sits on Cole''s body, and holds his neck tightly with both hands.
Breathing fluffy, angry voice, lost grace, and even did not hesitate to expose the devil''s original low tone, threatening, "you know?
I want to kill you. It''s as simple as crushing a bug!
Demon hunter! "
In response to him, only the scarlet queen with blood flame burning.
Cut off the hands holding the throat.
Through the chest.
The half blood devil was stunned. He looked at the wound indifferently, then looked down into Cole''s eyes, grinned and said, "it seems... You''re not as terrible as the rumor.
Demon hunter. "
One thing.
Cole must admit it.
For the first time, he met the mixed race devil. The strange characteristics of this strange hybrid indeed exceeded his expectations.
The evil power hidden in human blood is not easy to find, with some strange properties that are slightly peaceful compared with pure demons.
So that it can invade his perception.
Far more than mortal physical strength.
Unlike other dark creatures, in the face of the power of blood flame, it will break when touched.
The voice fell.
The broken hands of the half blood devil regenerate rapidly with the naked eye.
During this period, no blood flowed out.
When he tried to kill the legendary man who Satan had no choice.
Some strange powder emitting Angel power.
Into the mystery of slaughter.
The scarlet outer flame changes into pure holy gold.
Stabbed into the abdominal cavity of the half blood devil, ferocious transverse cutting.
The dark green blood of the big beach splashes!
Balthazar stared, screamed in pain, retreated continuously, hit the wall heavily and fell.
Press your hands on the hard to heal wound.
Look up.
Looking up at Cole''s condescending cold eyes, he smiled inexplicably. He seemed unconvinced and gasped, "wow... You killed an angel.
And use their bodies as weapons.
This really surprised me.
But aren''t you afraid of God''s old man coming to trouble you? "
Cole didn''t respond.
He kicked him, stepped on his left arm, condescended and said coldly, "you are the first devil who dares to resist me, Balthazar. Your courage is commendable.
Cut off your left hand as a reward, isn''t it too much? "
Balthazar smiled indifferently and said sarcastically, "if you mean the power of the next angel, ha ha... I think I can eat pizza with this hand tomorrow morning."
In the face of ridicule.
Cole gave him a rare smile.
A bone short sword, abruptly held in the right hand.
It''s also at this moment.
The half blood devil who was aware of the powerful power of the death angel Samuel was like a wild dog who met the natural enemy. His face changed wildly and shouted wildly, "this is impossible! How could that thing... No, no, no, wait! Ah --!"
The blade of the wings of the angel of death.
Cut off Balthazar''s left hand.
This is terrible enough to kill the angry power of archangel and hell Satan.
Like the decay and decay of all things.
The wound on the wrist quickly spread to the left arm and even the whole shoulder!
A large amount of flesh and blood of the hybrid devil turned into ashes and disappeared in its sad cry.