After walking 180 meters in one breath, Sabah's appearance suddenly became decadent. Now the nominally wounded leader of the night can't see his former composure at all, and can only be said to be a walking corpse. Sabah looked stunned and staggered forward, Monroe tried to go over to help him several times, but Sabah pushed him aside. The one hundred and twenty-year-old man muttered to himself, and it was not easy for Ah Chu to understand that Sabah was talking about the names of people one after another.

In addition to Sabah, there was also a little Ivan who couldn't cry, and the team of four people was particularly depressed. At this moment, the sound of thunder and lightning in front of them suddenly disappeared, and several people were stunned for a few seconds as if they had suddenly lost their goals.

"Ahh Without warning, Ah Cuo shouted into the air, and then continued to roar, "Victor. Sassoon! Why didn't I just kill you when I was in Shanghai! You come out! ”

This voice attracted the attention of the three people next to him, and Ah Cuo walked to Sabah's side, and without speaking, he directly pulled out the slender short sword in his crutches. Looking at the dazed Sabah, he said: "Teach me the spell that summons the gods, and I will summon Sun Desheng and ask him to bring the white hair surnamed Wu over." We still have a chance to break Victor to pieces! ”

"It's useless" At this time, Monroe walked to Ah Cuo's side, and when he spoke, he had already poured the last small bottle of whiskey into his mouth, glanced at Sabah, whose eyes were already dazed, and after sighing, he said to Ah Cuo: "Last time, you had the connection of Director Wu, so you were able to summon both him and Sun Desheng." Now the connection has been severed, and you have not made a contract with any gods. Even with this ability, it is impossible to summon a god. ”

"So what now? Do you want to keep going? If you look at Sabah, will he survive until he can summon the gods? Ah Cuo glanced at the distracted Sabah, and then continued to Monroe: "I can't copy Sabah's summoning god now, and I can't copy your world. If the next person to chase is a non-aderic with a gun, then the next person to die should be my ......"

"It won't be your ......" At this time, Sabah, who had already lost his soul, suddenly said to Acuo: "If there is only one person here who can live, that person must be your ......"

As he spoke, there was a sudden movement around several people. Then figures flashed in all directions, and two brand-new scalpels appeared in Monroe's hands in an instant. After feeling the aura of these people, he said to Sabah and Monroe: "It's Philip and a few of them with dozens of non-anomalous beings, I'll stop them, and you continue to move forward......"

"Andreas, I'm going to do it......" Sabah whispered Monroe's name, then looked up at him and smiled, then said, "This is the last thing I can do for you......

As he spoke, Sabah took the slender dagger from A's hand. After smiling at Ah Cuo, he continued: "Remember to help me fulfill that last wish, please forgive me for my selfishness and incompetence...... By the time he said this, Sabah had already taken off his shirt, revealing a muscular body that was completely disproportionate to his age.

"Al-Sabah...... Please don't do that...... We still have a chance...... For Sabah's sake...... Please don't do that......" After watching Sabah's movements, Monroe's face could not see his previous composure and confidence at all, and he didn't even dare to stop time instantly to snatch the short sword in Sabah's hand.

Sabah smiled calmly and said to Monroe: "Andreas, I don't have the meaning of living anymore. Please let me do the last thing for you at the end of my life, and continue to walk forward with Lin Cuo and little Ivan. You are the last hope for the rebirth of Nirvana in the dark night. ”

At this time, the people who surrounded him were getting closer and closer. Seeing that Monroe still refused to leave, Sabah sank his face and said sharply to him: "Andreas. Monroe, do you want my death to be worthless? Now it's the master of the night who commands you! Walk! Take the Apocalypse and Lin Cuo to the Punic Prison! Can't you hear it? You are the last hope of rebirth in the dark night! Walk! ”

After Monroe took a deep breath, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the Apocalypse with one hand, and grabbed little Ivan with the other, and ran violently towards the place where the thunder disappeared just now.

Glancing at the distant backs of the three of them, Sabah turned around and stabbed his chest with his short sword, and said in his mouth: "Great King of Death, your servant summons you to come to the world again with his life......" After a few short incantations were recited, the sky suddenly became cloudy, and day instantly turned into night. A vague figure slowly stepped out of the darkness.

Where this figure walked, the grass and trees instantly withered and then turned black and smelly. Philip shivered involuntarily with the men who surrounded him, their bodies completely frozen.

The figure walked up to Sabah and said with a chill that went deep into the marrow: "Stupid Sabah, do you know the price of summoning me from hell? ”

Sabah nodded slowly, pointed to the blood flowing from his chest, and said, "Great King of Death, Hull, your servant is about to sacrifice his life for you. Before I offer my sacrifice, please grant my request to bring back to Hell those who betray the Night. so that my people can avenge themselves with their own hands......"

The figure said coldly to Sabah: "After you sacrifice yourself, it is time for the contract to be signed!" But I want to warn you that this contract is only valid for one minute......"

"One minute is enough, as you wish......" Sabah grasped the short sword in both hands and stabbed the tip of the sword into his heart. The master of the night, the last generation of Sabah, died......

The moment the tip of the sword pierced Sabah's heart, the vague figure suddenly disappeared. Just as it vanished, the people who surrounded it suddenly screamed at the same time, and then they fell to the ground almost simultaneously, rolling on the ground in pain. Wailing and watching their bodies begin to decay rapidly, until their bodies completely rotted into skeletons, these people died in agony.

A few kilometers away in the sky, Victor and the others had already gotten into a car that was speeding at high speed, followed by a long line of forty or fifty cars.

Victor and the four of them sat in the head car and saw everything that was happening on the scene through a small monitor. Underneath the display is a stopwatch that counts down to one minute, and it takes less than five seconds for Sabah's death to Philip's death.

Looking at the vague figure in the picture, Victor said with some excitement: "Is this the legendary king of the underworld, the god of death, Hull?" ”

"You should think about whether we can pass this level first," Haven Tie next to him said to Victor with a blue face, "I told you that before provoking the King of Death to come out, we must leave at least fifty kilometers away." Although its contract is only one minute, this minute is enough for Hel to kill 100,000 people! With such a short distance, it is impossible for us to escape the doom of death! ”

"Mr. Haven, have I ever let you down?" Victor could still laugh, and after glancing back at the somewhat outrageous convoy around him, he continued with a grin: "I have been fully prepared to meet the King of Death, believe me, a minute of God is not omnipotent." ”

As Victor spoke, his convoy had changed, and the last few cars suddenly lost control, and several cars rushed off the road at the same time, crashing into the guardrail on the side of the road. Due to the high speed of the car, several cars were almost all knocked over. A car hit a fuel tank and exploded into pieces after it caught fire.

Then the out-of-control cars came from back to front, one after another, and Victor was speechless at this time. His face turned pale as he stared at the ever-changing countdown stopwatch on the monitor. Haven looked at the convoy behind him that was almost collapsing, and muttered, "It's too late......"