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In the picture, Leon Lake has arrived at the last "stronghold," which is also the most central place of the entire house.
In the past, whenever he "cleaned," his face would show more or less tension and fatigue.
But this time, he was just calm and composed...
Even relaxed a little.
Three seconds later, gunshots rang out.
"Give us this day our daily bread."
Leon Lake brought almost all of his silver bullets to fight this last "stronghold" with all his strength.
The original nest!
So he didn't save his ammunition like before, but fired at full force without any scruples, venting all his emotions to the end!
The usually silent space was now filled with gunshots, the sound of things colliding, roars, and Leon Lake's prayers.
"Forgive us our debtsā¦"
Bang bang bang!
"As we forgive our debtors..."
Bang bang bang!
The silver light from the flying bullets and the sparks from the collisions illuminated the entire space dazzlingly.
Perhaps even Leon Lake himself did not notice that on his face, which rarely showed any emotion, at the moment he was wearing a hint of an arrogant sneer.
Finally, Leon Lake was no longer depressed.
He laughed so loudly that the prayers in his mouth took on an indescribable strange taste.
He laughed loudly, shot a monster's head with his backhand, opened a glass container tied to his waist, and a strong and pungent smell of alcohol emanated.
He waved his hand and scattered it toward the target direction.
This was a narrow-mouthed bottle with a very small mouth. Only a small part of the liquid was released, floating in the air like a transparent ribbon, with a few drops of water following it...
The ribbon slowly "falls" from the air, and underneath it is a short candle, burning flickeringly.
The moment they touched, the transparent ribbon seemed to be artificially painted a layer of fiery red, and the other end just happened to touch the pile of hearts in the center of the room.
As if a bonfire had been lit, the room was instantly illuminated.
The remaining monsters around began to melt and disintegrate, breaking into particles invisible to the naked eye, and then dissipated.
The "bonfire" in the center went out after a few minutes, revealing a charred heart in the middle.
Leon Lake stared at the unburned embers for a while, then sat down and finally lay down on the wooden floor.
Phew~
He let out a long sigh.
The fatigue that had accumulated over the past three days came flooding back like a tide.
At the moment, he didn't even want to move a finger.
Seeing this, the audience in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief and were excited for Leon Lake.
"Damn it, it's finally over."
"I can't even breathe after watching this. Leon Lake is so damn handsome! With a silver bullet in one hand and a Bible in the other, a demon hunter is just like this, right?"
"It's a pity that we still don't know the status of the door. If the door is also closed, the dust will be settled."
Door?
When this word came into their minds, the live broadcast room that was just filled with lively chatter seemed to have suddenly pressed the pause button.
Yes!
There is also a door!
However,
At this moment, the audience was surprised to find that
Leon Lake on the screen not only did not show any joy, but instead seemed to be talking to himself in a daze.
"Is this the end?"
"It feels like a dream..."
Leon Lake took a deep breath, barely stood up, and walked a few steps around the room.
However, as he walked, his expression became strange.
He walked around the room aimlessly for a few times, his steps became faster and faster, and the amplitude of his hands swinging became faster and faster.
Seeing this scene, even the audience could feel a sense of uneasy fear spreading in their hearts.
"Something's wrong."
Leon Lake raised the camera again and pointed the lens at himself.
At the moment, his face was filled with lingering doubts and vigilance.
But in the eyes of the audience,
Nothing around him has changed.
Still the same giant.
There is still no exit.
It is still a dead end.
S.H.I.E.L.D.
"What happened?"
Natasha Romanoff frowned, "You finally managed to break through Hell, but you're confused at this moment?"
Nick Fury didn't say a word, but stared at the screen intently, as if trying to find the source of Leon Lake's uneasiness.
"No, that's not right!"
Nick Fury seemed to have discovered something incredible and said in shock: "Look at the wall!"
At the same time,
Leon Lake, who had just taken a few steps, seemed to have sensed something.
Stop.
His eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.
He ruled out many possibilities.
At last,
His eyes rested on the wall in front of him.
It is engraved with all kinds of distorted symbols and patterns.
He had seen it before in many rooms.
But now it's different.
The slightly dull reddish-brown on it turned into a dazzling bright red.
As bright as freshly flowing blood!
The remaining relaxation in Leon Lake immediately dissipated, and his uneasy mood instantly reached its maximum.
He turned away immediately.
"And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. . . . What?"
Bang!
Gunshots rang out, but the silver-plated bullets and prayers seemed to have lost their effect at this moment!
At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room felt a jolt in their hearts at the same time.
Two doubts filled everyone's mind -
Why are there still demons?
Why...silver bullets and prayers don't work anymore?
In the picture, Leon Lake is trying desperately to avoid the devil.
Before he could react, he heard a creaking sound from the wooden floor behind him.
He looked back.
The blood in his body suddenly coagulated.
No one could describe how he felt at that moment.
Just like the mood of all the viewers in the live broadcast room.
Hundreds of entities appeared, like human-shaped black holes, walked over and surrounded him.
At this moment, despair is like a huge wave covering the sky.
Sweeping Leon Lake,
It also swept the entire live broadcast room.
God seems to love playing jokes.
Before Leon Lake had time to be happy about breaking through hell, he once again encountered an existence that was far more terrifying than hell.
Faintly, everyone seemed to hear Leon Lake's bitter voice:
"Turns out,
Hell is not connected to heaven,
But another hell."
As if to confirm his words.
Boom!
The usually silent environment was broken.
The floor was shaking violently, and there were constant sounds of things colliding and breaking outside the room.
The monsters in the room screamed and walked towards the person in the center of them.
Finally, they mixed together like a liquid integrate, like a ball of ink squirming, and only a face could be seen at the top -
The real master of these monstersā
With eyes closed, smiling.
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