Bengel's influence in the Sahara Desert is very great, and although it is silenced by an inexplicable force in an instant, the appearance of the Rainbow Bridge from Asgard is still discovered by many beings and even ordinary people.

And the unconventional situation that happened here that was not understood by human beings was later considered by many humans to be the beginning of a great event.

The United States, the West, is said to be built on legends that assist humans in interpreting the transcendent or the appalling......

Legend has it that in the western generations, there are creatures called Evil Soul Police, cursed souls, running through the human world, fulfilling the pact of hell and demons.

On this day, a column of light from the Sahara rises into the sky, and a carnival is being held somewhere in the western part of the amusement park. People come here to see what is said to be the most thrilling motorcycle stunt ever performed by Barton Blaser and his son Johnny Blaser. After the show, Johnny almost fell in order to be cool in front of his childhood sweetheart.

"You're a stinking fart, aren't you, Johnny? You think you can live a long time in this business, don't you? Barton was a little angry.

"Come on, Dad, I just think the show is over, just have fun!" Johnny seemed a little indifferent.

"That's not the point, Johnny, it's been less than a week since we performed this trick through the flames, and you're already messing around!"

"I'm just putting on a show for my audience." Johnny replied.

Listening to Johnny's answer, Barton paused, turned his head and said loudly, "Come on, Johnny, do you think I don't know who you're for?" Do you think he will accompany you when you are in an accident and you are in a wheelchair? Is that so? “

Johnny didn't speak, silent.

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The night was deep, and the old man who thought he was on a short cane walked into the playground, and the strange thing was that every time the old man stepped forward, the lightning flashed and thundered, and the light was broken, and the light faded.

"Explosive Johnny, I appreciate your performance...... What's going on, Johnny, because of your father? The old man walked to the tent of the motorcycle show and said slowly to Johnny, who was repairing the car.

"How do you know?" Johnny was puzzled because even he had just learned that his father had cancer.

"How do I know, Johnny, even the blind can see that he is sick, you must know that the characteristics of cancer are that it can drag down your loved ones, and life is ...... fickle." The old man raised his steps as he spoke, and the lightning lifted a little light, and the figure of the old man was printed on the tarpaulin, the figure was thin and weird, with a pointed head and a pair of strange horns on the head, which looked very treacherous.

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"Would you be willing to negotiate a deal, Johnny"

"What's the price?"

"Oh, look at this." The old man pointed to Johnny.

"Your soul!"

"Tomorrow morning, your father will be healthy, and you, you will have a bright future, choose, Johnny, you, just ...... Sign a contract. The old man took out a worn-out parchment scroll, made of the skin of an inexplicable creature, with many beautiful patterns that seemed to be decorated, and when Johnny opened the scroll, his hand was cut, and blood dripped on the scroll.

"Oh, that's the end of it, Johnny, wait for tomorrow!" With that, putting away the scroll, the old man smiled, and when Johnny lowered his head, his eyes changed, like snake eyes, annoyed by the scarlet light.

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"Dad, you look ......" Johnny opened his eyes and looked at his father, Barton.

"Looks good, right, Johnny, the doctors told me that, I was going to tell you, I'm sick, but now, it's better." Barton was happy that the illness that plagued him had gone.

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Johnny knelt beside Patton's body in pain, "Dad, no, can't be like this, look at me, look at me......"

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"It was you, you killed him!" Looking at the sudden appearance of the old man, Johnny was very angry, and he tried to hit him, but the old man was held in the air with one hand.

"No, Johnny, I followed the contract and cured him of his cancer, and now it's time for you to fulfill your promise." With that, the old man plunged his hand into Johnny's chest in a way that Johnny couldn't understand, and a stream of blazing, treacherous heat flowed into your body, his body aching and his soul screaming.

"Johnny, you belong to me, you can't run away, you can't die yet."

The old man appeared, poured hellfire into Johnny's body and even his soul, and disappeared.

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In the 5th century AD, the Black Death broke out throughout Europe, and the virus spread to every village, and no one was spared, except for one named Alexander. But Venus's human, who overcame the invasion of the virus and awakened the invisible gene in his body, became the first undead and possessed the ability to live forever. As a result, two powerful and hostile races have emerged in this world - the noble, mysterious, elusive vampire race, and the cruel and wild werewolf race. The two races have been fighting for centuries for absolute dominance of the underworld. For hundreds of years, the two sides have never stopped fighting fiercely, and many people on both sides have been fighting each other for the rest of their lives, and new and old hatreds have piled up and entangled.

The weather was still dreary, there was no moonlight, and the cold wind was like a knife in the cold air, stinging people's naked skin. The fine rain also turned into a majestic rain, and the rain was like a splash. In this kind of weather, no one is happy to step on the muddy rain and brave the wind and cold to run around.

Michael Curvin, a surgeon who has lived an ordinary life for more than 30 years, what happened tonight was too exciting for him and turned his outlook on life and his worldview upside down.

Close-range gunfights, near-range death crises, and terrifying, hideous, legendary werewolf monsters, and the spooky dead!

Michael leaned against the corner, swallowed hard, and sighed, "What the hell is going on in this world?" "He felt like the whole world was in chaos.

And in the bleak moonlight of the outside world, there is a giant monster standing up with a canine head. It has sharp teeth and claws, black skin, strong limbs, strong muscles, and a strong body. The people who had come to kidnap him had become werewolf monsters. They rushed towards Michael, a stunning figure in front of him. She is so delicate and hot, mysterious and gorgeous, in the light of a rainy night, like a strange beauty with a strange charm.

So, he saw black shadows one after another, and saw clouds of water that suddenly splashed red.

That beautiful figure, like a tiger, waved its arms strangely under the impact of those monsters. There was no terrible howl, just the sound of pouring rain, bursts of gunfire like grenades exploding, and black shadows falling one after another in the sound of gunfire, and the sound of claws and bullets colliding and breaking.

Everything that happened was drowned out by the sound of the rain, and all Michael could know was that the ground was red with blood, and the mixture of blood and water was flowing everywhere, muddying the ground and polluting the falling rainwater.

The monsters who were going to kidnap him were all dead, Michael knew, because at this moment all those countless black shadows fell to the ground, and only that beautiful figure was standing, she was like an impassable moat, blocking the wild advance of the wolves, and then destroying them.

The figure came to Michael, and this time he saw it clearly, she was stepping on a pair of knee-high black leather boots, wearing a black tight leather jacket, a long black trench coat on the outside of the leather coat, delicate facial features, and a pair of eyes with a little maroon, as if she had infinite charm. With short black hair that was uneven and scented of rain, Michael lost his mind.

"Uh, hello Miss, may I ask who you are?" Michael, who came back to his senses, asked carefully.

"Serena ......"