Johnny Blazer flipped through the sacred book in his hand, frowning.

During these years, he has been constantly searching for magic secrets, but he has found some real secrets, and he has also trained a certain amount of hellfire magic and fire magic in the main world.

However, just relying on the secrets of magic that he understands is not enough to lift his own curse.

After really understanding these, Johnny Blazer realized how stupid things he had done.

He actually signed a soul contract with Faith, the lord of hell.

"Fack!"

Johnny Blazer couldn't help the Rage in his heart, he closed the book forcefully, his eyes were full of anger, and flames began to burst out of his hands unconsciously.

Johnny Blazer hurriedly dropped the book, controlled his mood swings, and absorbed the fire element into his body.

Looking at the slightly scorched pages of the book cover, Johnny Blazer really felt like a fucking dog.

Because after I signed the contract with the devil, I signed a contract with the big Angel Rande Kiel, guaranteeing that I will not die.

Now, I have to collect evil spirits for the demons, and also collect good spirits for Angel.

Ghost Rider at night, Good Spirit Knight during the day.

Ma De, there is no overtime pay!

The machine tools in the factory will cry when they look at them!

The bosses are playing games with each other, but I can only survive in the cracks.

"Johnny.....Johnny...."

Johnny Blazer Rage glared at the figure emerging in the living room, and decisively picked up the holy water beside the seat: "Mo Faith, get out of here!"

Mo Faithtor's human form slowly emerged, holding a scepter, hehe sneered: "Why, you want to expel me with holy water? Do you really think that De Geer is a person who can be trusted? As a big Angel, he clearly treats me You can sit back and enjoy it in heaven, but let you, a mortal, work hard to collect souls for him... Don't you think there is a problem?"

Johnny Blazer definitely knew it was a problem. After what he experienced in Fiend's Covenant, he had already become a person who couldn't rub the sand in his eyes.

But both Faith and Randkill gave way too much.

Moto Faith guaranteed his own immortality.

Randekiel guaranteed his magical attainments and the safety of his soul.

Johnny Blazer could only put up with the desert in front of his eyes as he endured it.

No way, you pay three hundred yuan a month, and I can't rub the sand in my eyes. But these two bosses gave him three million yuan a month, and Johnny Blazer felt that he could knead the next desert.

Now, with the blessings of Mo Faith and Rand Keel, he has become a stunt motorcycle tail worth tens of millions.

Johnny Blazer insisted: "That's better than being devoured by you! With the Angel contract, you can no longer take away my soul!"

Morfaith snorted dissatisfiedly. After Angel rand Keir intervened, this matter was indeed out of his control, but it was not completely out of control: "I don't want to waste time with you, Johnny, this time I need Let you kill someone."

Johnny Blazer felt his scalp tingling and felt that Fiend's Covenant was taking effect at the soul level. However, as long as he can resist one more time, the effectiveness of Fiend's Covenant will become weaker and weaker. He couldn't help showing a proud face: " Mo Faith, after you order me this time, how much power will Fiend's Covenant have left? Next time, will you have to rely on me? Hahahaha!"

Mo Faith also laughed: "Don't worry, you won't have a next time, hahahahaha!"

Johnny Blazer laughed loudly: "You have a way to release my Angel contract? Hahaha, you can only watch me regain my freedom!"

Mo Faith smiled evilly: "No, I mean you won't survive the next time."

Johnny Blazer's smile disappeared instantly: "No, Ghost Rider is immortal, are you scaring me?"

Damn, Mo Faith likes to cheat, but never to play.

what does this guy want to do

Mo Faithto looked at the powerful knight who loves and hates in front of him, and grinned: "Laugh, why don't you laugh anymore? Aren't you very rampant just now? I still like your unruly look just now, why don't you recover ?”

Little human beings, fight with me, do you deserve it too?

Johnny Blazer panicked: "Who do you want me to kill?"

Mo Faith laughed and dispersed: "Fang Quan, the god of black clothes! I want you to kill Fang Quan, the god of black clothes! The moment you die, even if your soul does not belong to me, the power that belongs to me will Return according to the contract! Johnny Blazer, you stupid mortal, I will make you suffer!"

Johnny Blazer's entire body instantly petrified, his figure was extremely pale and lost his brilliance.

Fang Quan, the god in black, is this god I can beat?

Mo Faith asked you to be damned! You asked me to kill God!

Johnny Blazer didn't care about other things, he hurriedly drank the holy water to suppress the hell power that was about to erupt in his body, ran to the holy Angel statue Randekiel, and summoned with his hands together.

In less than three seconds, the statue of Randekil revealed the holy light:

"Johnny, what did you call me for? Huh? Did Faith come?"

Johnny Blazer's mother sells lute trees: "Big Angel, Faith wants me to die!"

Rand Keel laughed out loud: "Since you signed the contract with me, didn't he want you to die that time?"

Look at what you're saying, it's like Moto Faith wants you to live.

Johnny Blazer was dumbfounded: "He really wanted me to die this time!"

Randkiel laughed loudly: "Even if he doesn't intend to protect your immortality according to the contract, I will protect you from death, not to mention, you are a knight with the characteristics of hell and heaven, and you can resurrect yourself.

He, Faith, can still be stronger than God, can he change the rules against God's order?"

Is knight resurrection the rule, death? Ordinary people who don't know the truth really like to joke.

Thinking of this, Rand Keir couldn't help laughing a few more times, feeling that Johnny Blazer was thinking too much because of fear.

Johnny Blazer was about to cry: "But this time he asked me to kill the god of black Fang Quan!"

However, Dekiel's laughter stopped abruptly, as if his throat was choked.

next second.

"WHAT!!!!! This bastard told you to kill King Mephista!!!!!!"

Ran De Gere was shocked and Rage, never thought that Moto Faith could do such an unlimited thing!

This Lord of Hell is simply shameless!

This command can also be exported!!!

King Mephista is a strong man who can stand side by side with the Lord of Heaven! Why don't you just assassinate King Angel!!!

I really overestimated the bottom line of you bastard!!!

Johnny Blazer was dumbfounded: "So...will I come back alive?"

Although Johnny Blazer doesn't know this black-clothed god very well...but from the discussion of everyone around him, he still has something in his heart.

Let's just say that immortality is immortality, but being thrown into the sun, this immortality is no different from repeated death......

Randekil fell into silence, unable to speak for a long time.

This is really not guaranteed.

I stood in front of him by myself, and I couldn't even guarantee that I could walk away on two legs.

Johnny Blazer was shocked and angry: "Why are you so silent! Didn't you say you are very sure!"

Randkiel hesitated and said: "How about...you die now? I seized the opportunity to tear your soul apart. I explained in advance that I can only save half of your soul, and the rest Half have to give Black Faith Wang."

Johnny Blazer Rage: "So what the fuck is the difference between you and killing me!?"

Rand Keir answered seriously: "There is a difference. Compared with the tearing of the soul, death is too easy and has a face. The tearing of the soul is very miserable. You will never be reborn, and you will always be a lonely ghost." , will always become a background soul noise in nature, and will never be able to become any living thing."

You see, how obvious the difference is.

Soul tearing is much worse than killing you.

Johnny Blazer was so angry that he picked up the parchment scroll and prepared to tear it apart: "The explanation is very good! Don't explain it to me next time!"

Mad, I'm going to expel your dog Angel!

You are not a good thing either!

Randekil hurriedly consoled: "Mortal! Enough is enough! I really can't guarantee this!"

Johnny Blazer glared at Rand Keel, wanting a fully reasonable explanation.

Randkiel considered the vocabulary that can be understood by mortals, and explained: "The black-clothed god in your mouth is accurately defined by us as the 'King of Time and Space Mephista'. out one.

It may not be easy for you to understand when I say this, so let me put it another way.

Hmm...you know that when I meet King Angel, I need to kneel down and salute, right? "

Johnny Blazer raised his eyebrows: "And then?"

Rand Keir lowered his voice slightly: "Strictly speaking, if I see King Mephista without hostility, I have to kneel down."

Johnny Blazer: "What happens if you don't kneel...?"

Randekiel: "The last one who disrespected King Mephista was called Dormammu, the one you call the purple-black alien. He is Mephista, the ruler of the dark empire in the dark universe, and he has bathed in the sun. "

No one will remember a loser, except Dormammu.

...asking for flowers...

Without him, the embarrassment of Dormammu is enough to discuss for thousands of years.

Mephista, the dignified ruler of the Dark Cosmos Dark Empire, entered Blue Star, was unilaterally suppressed and beaten, and spent all his strength on beatings, "and was thrown into the sun to take a bath.

What kind of character is Dormammu? A strong dark Mephista who can corrupt several planets just by yawning on weekdays.

The result?

Look how flat it is lying now.

If King Mephista didn't have much interest in him, all the powerhouses in the Ten Realms firmly believed that King Mephista would definitely be able to knock Dormammu down to the eternal level.

Eternal level will not die, but as long as you are beaten to the bottom, you will not die?

The word "immortality" depends on who you say it in front of.

Johnny Blazer was dumbfounded: "Huh...?"

Fuck? I know he's strong, but isn't that too strong?

Randekiel added helplessly: "You may not be familiar with Dormammu, but you always know about Odin, right? Odin, the god-king of the Nordic pantheon, will treat him politely when he sees him.

In front of such a strong person, the word "immortality" may be just two words.....it has no practical effect..."

Johnny Blazer was going crazy, and the power of hell in his body was getting stronger and stronger: "Damn! What should I do now!?"

The statue of Randekir exudes a helpless holy light: "What should I do? You ask me, how do I know? Even if I stand in front of him, I dare not be presumptuous."

Johnny Blazer was furious, and Setsuna's whole body was ignited with hellfire, turning into Ghost Rider.

After Ghost Rider completed the transformation, the majestic hellfire eyes glanced at Randekiel: "Angel, you lost."

Rande Keir looked at him speechlessly: "It doesn't matter if I lose, but I think you have to save your own life first... Well, I guess you can't hear me anymore in this state , forget it, that's it

,Good luck.

I hope you can hold on until morning, so I might be able to save you a bit. "

However, there is little hope.

King Mephista can kill Johnny Blazer with one finger

The Spirit of Vengeance is an indestructible punishment weapon created by God, but God is far away in the sky now, and cannot bless Hannibreze.

But he has to face a strong man at the level of a god king.

Hey.

It's over.

The holy light on the statue of Randekiel dissipated.

Ghost Rider looked at the full moon outside, his majestic fire eyes were extremely firm: "The pursuit of Fang Quan, the black-clothed god, begins.

Fang Quan's spiritual sense was touched, he stretched, and sat up lazily.

The Ancient One beauty lay on the bed, revealing her snow-white tender back, and hummed hazily: "What's wrong?"

Fang Quan snapped his fingers, and several shadowy soldiers appeared and began to wait for him to change his clothes: "Johnny is coming, I'll go and have a look, I'm still very interested in him, it suits my appetite."

The beauty of Ancient One was exhausted and her voice was soft: "Go early and come back early... an ordinary person, no effort."

Fang Quan stroked her cheek and said with a light smile, "Okay."

Fang Quan got out of bed, stepped out, and arrived at the gate of the Dark Palace. The Dark Throne had also been moved by the shadow soldiers.

Fang Quan habitually sat on the Dark Throne, waiting for the guests to see him.

This is his habit, his way of hospitality, and the rules he has set for himself.

As a person, you have to live a little bit of order, so that you can feel at ease in your heart.

The three shadow leaders came out of the darkness together and stood silently behind the king, waiting for the king's order.

In less than ten minutes, Ghost Rider came riding a flame motorcycle chariot, wearing a black nail suit, and looked like a skeleton man burned by red hellfire.

Ghost Rider got off the chariot, holding a shotgun, and walked over with extraordinary momentum.

The three shadow leaders were slightly upset, and wanted to subdue this mortal together.

Fang Quan lazily raised his hand, and the three black shadow leaders stopped in unison, and once again stood behind the king to remain silent.

Ghost Rider saw Fang Quan, with a grin on his skull face: "Fang Quan, the black-clothed god, your time of death has arrived!"

Fang Quan was taken aback when he heard that: "When will I die?"

The three shadow leaders were also dumbfounded, and looked at each other, seeing full puzzlement in each other's eyes.

My king is quite low-key, but he's not so low-key that other people think he's inexperienced, right?

Ghost Rider roared: "Your hands are covered with the blood of innocent people, die!"

:"...?"

I love to kill, but when have I ever killed an innocent?

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