Demons belong to hell. And the angels come from heaven.

Since the birth of the world, heaven and hell have checked and balanced each other, setting off one terrifying disaster after another in the human world.

Until God and Satan of Hell agreed that the two sides would not continue to clash directly, but would bet on the human soul to win or lose.

At this point, the supernatural species that originally ravaged the earth could not come to the world again.

At first, the rules were strictly followed, but gradually, the two forces trapped in the lair could not bear the feeling of being constrained. But they could not disobey the commands of God and Satan, so they made all kinds of small moves.

Pure angels and demons can't come to earth, but half-angels and half-demons who are mixed with humans don't have this kind of restriction. As a result, the world is once again undercurrent.

Confrontation after confrontation unfolded again and again, from the Middle Ages to modern society.

The year is June 2003.

Mammon, the son of Satan in Hell, is unwilling to live under the aura of Satan's father, and hell is really boring, so he thinks of various ways to escape from hell and come to earth.

It's just that the more powerful the demon, the more difficult it is to get out of hell.

If you want to get out, the process is very tedious.

However, with the help of one of his Heavenly allies and a large number of half-demon men, his plans for his arrival seemed to be going well.

However, because of someone's appearance, the project has now stalled.

In their plans, the Spear of Destiny is a very important being, and only through it can Mammon be able to truly travel through the dimension to descend on the earth, otherwise it can only appear in a temporary will.

Simply looking for this spear of fate, he spent nearly fifty years, and finally found it, but he didn't know what went wrong, and he was cut off by someone else!

Or rather, it's not a human being, but a wisp of a murderous soul that has no reason to speak of.

That thing didn't come out of nowhere, and its every move was extremely ferocious, and in just two days, it had already killed hundreds of his men.

This made Mammon, who was in hell, so angry that he wanted to go out and crush the being who angered him himself.

It's just that if he can get out now, he won't have to work so hard.

As a last resort, he could only send his men in pursuit of him in batches.

The location of the murder spirit is never fixed, it seems that he is really a lonely ghost, wandering around, sometimes in Mexico, sometimes in Cuba, and then even to the neighboring United States.

Many half-demons who were well-versed in the knowledge of the undead tried to communicate with him several times, but they did not respond, and instead several undead experts were killed.

After repeated times, the half-demon subordinates in the human world no longer had any hope of communication. However, the soft ones can't do it, and the hard ones can't beat others.

The strange methods of that murderous spirit are enough to make people tremble on the spot at a glance. At the same time, whenever the situation is dangerous, a terrifying scythe emitting black smoke will appear in his hand, and none of the half-demons swept by the scythe can hold on even a little more, and all of them are devoured by the blow of the scythe, leaving only the flesh alive, becoming one vegetative person after another.

And more than that, every time the scythe appears, the surrounding environment is plunged into extreme cold and darkness. Affected by this cold power, the half-demons stiffened their minds, and they couldn't use their full abilities at all.

If possible, the half-demons would never provoke this ferocious existence again, but with the secret order of Mammon, the prince of hell, they would never dare to disobey it. Unless they don't expect hell to be better after death.

So the pursuit again and again surged away like the waves of the sea, but I don't know if it was an illusion, gradually, the murderous spirit seemed to stop running around, and began to rush in a certain direction, and that direction, under the calculation of countless semi-demonic elites, finally pointed to a remote town in Indiana, USA - Roma.

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"What's in Romatown?"

In a black SUV, a woman with curly blond hair sat in the passenger seat, with her legs crossed and placed in the window.

His eyes looked at the quiet town under the stars without blinking, and asked a middle-aged black man wearing a silver top hat beside him.

"A café, a Scottish-style tavern and, remember, a hotel for adults with a very high fee." The black man in the silver-gray top hat responded lightly, and his eyelids couldn't help jumping when he saw the barefoot swaying appearance of the co-pilot in the passenger seat.

"You broke my stereotype of angels."

"It's just a pedantic impression that humans always think we're serious, but in fact they never know about us." The blonde woman smiled when she heard this.

To put it simply, there must be a chance to understand.

The middle-aged black man snorted, but on the surface he didn't say much. Turning his head, he followed his gaze to the town not far outside the car.

At the moment, there are still a few other sedans scattered around this SUV.

These are the ones who have heard the news - a large number of half-demons in the United States are preparing to encircle a very powerful ghost in this town, and this news has spread throughout the surrounding exorcist circles.

"It should have begun, right? Why hasn't there been any movement? ”

After watching for a long time, the blonde woman was impatient.

Middle-aged blacks were also odd with that, because they had seen pickup trucks loaded with half-demons drive into town an hour earlier.

It's been so long, why does it still seem so quiet now?

The Devil is not here?

This is not only their doubt, but also the other onlookers.

It's not that we expect one side to win and which side to lose, for these human psychics or exorcists, half-demons are definitely not a good thing. But the cold-blooded murderous soul is also an extremely evil existence.

In fact, although the ghost had killed thousands of half-demons during this time, it had also killed more than 200 innocent humans.

If it weren't for the actions of the demons, there would already be exorcists.

So it's not hard to imagine why the current situation has attracted many onlookers, without him, dog-eat-dog is always a popular thing.

On a quiet night, the grass ripples, and the cold wind blows in the air, shaking the trees around the town. In the town, the houses that should have been brightly lit are now plunged into darkness, looking lifeless.

Time passed, and the people waiting outside the town became more and more impatient, but no one left in this situation.

On the contrary, some people changed their previous caution as time went by, wanting to get closer and even go to the town to find out.

And so in this silent and restless atmosphere, a bright light appeared.

Located in the depths of the town, it seems that a small sun was suddenly born in the dark night, emerging from the depths of the town, under the contrast of the dark night, the golden light that slowly rises and radiates in all directions is extremely bright, even if it looks from afar, it seems to be quite dazzling to face the sun.

At the same time, a large number of high-pitched and faint screams reverberated from the depths of the town, as if something devastating had happened inside.

The middle-aged black man who was staring in that direction subconsciously squinted, while the blonde woman beside him who looked quite immodest was subconsciously stunned, and then reached out and grabbed the middle-aged black man's arm hard.

"What's that direction?"

"It's like a steel mill." The middle-aged black man replied, then frowned, "Strange, this can't be the power of ghosts." ”