Russell stepped into the bar and looked around for the secret door. Just as he was about to enter the wine cellar, something strange happened in the hall.
Humans who were bitten to death by monsters had their genes mutated into new monsters, and their severed limbs were reborn and they got up again.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Russell frowned slightly. It seemed that four or five truck drivers who had been bitten by the monster had escaped. According to the current trend, those people would probably mutate.
Crackling!
Russell turned around and walked into the wine cellar. Two giant silver wolves jumped out from behind and started killing monsters.
It is estimated that someone will be responsible for cleaning up the mutated monsters that have left...
The bar only entertained truck drivers and refused to entertain clergy, which made Russell suspicious.
This is a world where ghosts exist, and the church plays the role of exorcizing demons and spirits. It is more likely that the church is just one of them, and there are other forces that are also silently exterminating monsters.
And Jacob, who has been a priest for more than 20 years, knows nothing about this. Either he is stupid or...
Just like in most movies, ghosts and mysterious forces such as the church have reached a tacit agreement to conceal their existence, keep a low profile and live in darkness.
The transition was too fast, and it suddenly changed from a western road movie with a bit of yellow to a fantasy movie with monsters running rampant, and the sense of experience dropped instantly.
While Russell was feeling emotional, he held the cross and prayed, asking only for fantasy movies to be the upper limit and not to change the style and escalate it into a fairy tale.
There was no secret door in the wine cellar. Russell turned back to the hall. The monsters had been wiped out by the thunder. Two giant wolves rushed towards him and turned into electric current and returned to his body.
After several searches, Russell found a secret passage behind the actors' backstage. The black hole blocked by the wardrobe went deep into the ground, and there was a faint scream coming from below.
bite!
The lightbulb technique he learned from Gandalf turned on, and Russell transformed into a human-shaped light source and walked down the stone steps.
The bartender once called this place a devil's cave, which was true. Although there were no humanoid monsters, the number of vampire bats was extremely large. Russell released the thunder element giant wolf to clear the passage, killing all the bats in the stone rooms.
We arrived at the last level of the Demon Cave.
The huge stone room was wrapped in iron sheets. When you walked in through the door, the temperature immediately dropped. This was a freezer to isolate bacteria, and the shelves were filled with frozen blood bags.
The electronic thermometer on the wall showed that the room temperature was constant at minus 20 degrees. If it weren't for the wrong location, Russell would have thought he was in a large plasma storage room.
He picked up a pack of blood bags and shook it in his hand. Obviously, the hateful-looking monster in the bar was not the owner here, but a younger brother or servant who collected plasma, or perhaps, a pure slave.
The first thing he thought of as a blood-sucking monster was a vampire, which is the most famous and representative thing in the West.
There was no boss on the bottom floor, so Russell separated two more silver-white giant wolves, leaving a total of four on the bottom floor. He returned to the hall and left the bar through the door.
…
At this time, it was already dawn outside, and the Jacob's family's RV had not yet left. Seeing Russell coming out, Jacob immediately opened the car door.
"Jacob, why haven't you left yet?"
"Waiting for you, I said I would take you to Las Vegas."
"Those who keep their promises, the Lord will bless you!"
Russell did not refuse and got up and walked into the RV. Only then did he remember that the suitcase was still in the car. If Jacob drove away, his transfer document would be gone.
Jacob looked at Russell with a complex expression. After enduring it, he still couldn't hold it back and asked, "Russell, are you really a priest?"
"What do you mean, didn't you see me slaying demons just now?"
"It's just because I saw it that I found it incredible!"
Jacob was very puzzled that a man who couldn't even distinguish between the three major sects of Christianity was actually a warrior of the Lord, or a very powerful one. What did God, the old man, think?
Really can't find anyone?
Until now, Jacob still doesn't want to believe that Russell is a priest, and would rather believe that Russell is a very powerful exorcist who walks around under the guise of a priest.
Russell said earnestly: "Jacob, although you are very qualified, you are only a peripheral member after all, and you are not qualified to know many things. I will not tell you more. It is not good to know too much."
"But……"
"Stop it, I installed c4 in the bar, leave now!"
The clergy planted bombs... and said they were priests. Where is your holy water?
Jacob muttered a few words silently, and the RV turned around and drove toward Texas.
In the carriage, Russell drank iced Coke, crossed his legs, and talked endlessly about his legendary story under the adoring eyes of Scott and Kate.
He had the experience of exorcising demons in a bar, and now no matter how he brags, even if he fights Superman for three days and three nights, both of them believe him.
"The most powerful opponent I encountered was a giant dragon. It was a powerful being that could defeat even angels. That battle caused the mountains to collapse and the earth to shatter, and the sun and the moon lost all light..."
"Russell, did you spend a lot of effort to kill the dragon?"
"No, the battle was basically one-sided. The dragon was beaten by me throughout the whole process, pinned to the ground and rubbed in various ways. In the end, it became my dinner."
"Then why was the fight so violent that the sun and the moon faded?" Scott wiped a cold sweat, feeling that Russell was bragging, but he had no evidence.
"It will make me look awesome!"
(⊙?⊙)x2
"Huh? What do you look like? Don't you believe that I am powerful?"
"No, no...then what, what does an angel look like?"
"The image of an old man with a white beard is despicable, vain, likes to hear good things, and is extremely vindictive. He flatters his superiors, competes maliciously with his colleagues, and stabs himself in the back..."
￣△￣x3
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After the RV left, there were four loud explosions in succession. The bar shook slightly, and with the spreading cracks, it collapsed layer by layer into ruins.
Seth stepped out of a truck and stared at the razed bar with his mouth open. After a while, the Mexican snake he was waiting for arrived.
"Hey Seth, I kept you waiting."
Mustache got out of the car and greeted him warmly. When he saw the blasted ruins, he was surprised and said, "Wow, what happened to this damn place? It was fine before."
Seth was furious: "There are so many places in Mexico where birds don't shit, why do we have to meet here?"
"What's wrong? It's a nice place. There are no police and it's open all night. I've driven by it several times and always wanted to go in and have fun!"
"Shit! It's full of monsters. If I hadn't met a priest, I would have died! I would have been eaten!"
Mustache's face froze when he heard this, and he licked his dry lips: "Have you seen a monster?"
The change in Mustache's expression did not escape Seth's eyes. He punched him and said, "Yes, I saw it. Many people died, including my brother."
Mustache was punched and fell to the ground. His family bodyguard immediately raised his pistol to teach Seth a lesson.
Mustache got up, waved away the bodyguard, and said to Seth: "I'm sorry, if I knew there was a monster inside, I definitely wouldn't choose to meet you here."
"What's the use of saying this now, my brother is dead! He's dead because of the crappy bar you chose!"
"Okay...Seth, how can I make it up to you?"
"You can't compensate, that's my biological brother..." Seth looked at Mustache fiercely: "Reduce my toll in half and let me stay in your family territory as preliminary compensation."
"No, it can only be reduced by 20%!" Mustache shook his head.