I accidentally pulled out the black light virus and I became invincible.

Bah——!

Bah——!

Several sounds were heard in succession, and the two flame chains actually shattered into pieces the size of half a finger, falling to the ground and turning into sparks that gradually dissipated.

The excitement in his heart made Mercer uncontrollably raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"As expected of Sauron's sword skills, he can use it perfectly even with a sword. It's really strong!" Mercer sighed in his heart.

Seeing the Ghost Riders retreating one after another, Mercer snorted.

"It's not over yet!"

Several more punches were thrown in succession, each punch was accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking wind and dazzling lightning, which could be heard clearly even deep in the castle.

Some assassins who thought they would be safe standing at a distance and watching, would end up with their whole bodies torn apart and exploded, and die miserably just from the wind of fists flying from a distance.

Ghost Rider could only passively block and finally jumped a distance. He was dumbfounded when he looked at the scene around him.

This attack is too strong. How could that person be so young and have such terrifying explosive power?

He originally thought that the opponent's fighting method was magic, after all, he knew that he had fought against foreign gods.

But which of Mercer's current attacks has anything to do with magic?

Isn’t this a joke?

"Don't you want your soul? My soul is much stronger than that guy's. Do you want to continue?"

Seeing that the Ghost Rider was motionless and Mercer was not in a hurry to attack, an indifferent voice immediately sounded,

Black fighting spirit wraps around the body of the Dark Sword, always ready to release the next crescent-moon slash.

Seeing the other party's calm appearance, Ghost Rider felt a little scared.

The opponent's several attacks were ridiculously strong and caused such huge damage, but he still looked like he was useless.

I didn't even hit the flat A, but the opponent's flat A followed the big one. Who can withstand this?

"I was abrupt this time. Although Occam is a very evil existence, I don't want to offend another powerful person for him. The gain outweighs the loss." Ghost Rider laughed.

"We don't know each other without fighting. Why don't we make friends?"

The flames revealed a "crescent moon" with raised horns on the white skull, which seemed to be his smile.

It's just that this "smile" looks too weird on his skeleton, and there is no trace of friendliness at all.

Mercer smiled slightly. Seeing him like this, the Ghost Rider thought that they could reconcile. Just as he was about to ask his name, his next sentence made people stunned.

"Okay, but you have to give me some of your hellfire."

Playing with the Dark Sword in his hand, Mercer walked towards Ghost Rider as he spoke. The Dark Sword held up each sword flower in his hand.

"How can I give this to you? I know it's not good to hurt you just now. How about... I treat you to a meal?" Ghost Rider took a few steps back, spread his hands and said.

"Haha, it's not up to you to decide."

Holding his hand towards Ghost Rider from afar, Mercer's ring with the space gem on his finger glowed slightly.

Ghost Rider was puzzled, but knew it was definitely a bad thing, but when he wanted to move, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move, but found that the air around him seemed to be frozen.

"How could I let you leave like this? Come here."

Mercer hooked his fingers at the Ghost Rider, and the flames around the latter's head mysteriously disappeared, leaving only a bare head.

The next second, the same flame as the Ghost Rider burned in Mercer's palm.

It's just that the burning look of the flame is very strange. If you look closely, you can see that it is not burning normally. It is clearly struggling to get out at his fingertips!

The invisible barrier trapped the flame, and no matter how hard it struggled, it could not break free.

Mercer let go of Ghost Rider, and flames rose from the latter's head again.

Looking at the flame in Mercer's hand, Ghost Rider felt very wrong. He didn't expect that Mercer actually did it. He had never seen anyone who could really take away the flame.

"Now, we are even. If you want to continue fighting, you can decide who wins in the end."

Mercer said with a smile on his face. He wished that the other party would continue to fight with him. If he couldn't defeat a mere Ghost Rider with all his abilities, then he wouldn't have to live anymore and would just commit suicide.

"Okay, you're really good!"

Ghost Rider lowered his head slightly, and the sound of gnashing teeth came from his mouth.

He raised his head abruptly, and a wisp of fire appeared in his originally empty eyes.

The eye of judgment!

Directly burn the opponent's soul with the fire of hell!

The imaginary cry of pain from Mercer did not sound. He still stood there with a smile on his face.

Ghost Rider was stunned for a moment. This move couldn't be avoided with eyes closed. Even a blind person couldn't avoid it. How come Mercer didn't do anything?

Upon closer inspection, Mercer's eyes turned into a pair of red pupils that he had never seen before.

If you look more carefully, you can see that his eyes are emitting an invisible energy, and the half-meter of air in front of him resists the advance of the hellfire.

It's because of this that Ghost Rider's Eye of Judgment is completely useless.

"How could this happen? How many things do you know!" Ghost Rider said in disbelief.

That kind of transcendent and extreme swordsmanship, and the fists with lightning, this alone is already shocking, and it is difficult to fight against Mercer in ordinary aspects.

The Eye of Judgment has never been said to have failed, but today it actually failed here at Mercer. This is something the Ghost Rider never imagined.

"If you want to know, I can show you everything, provided you can hold on." Mercer's smile did not change.

Purple aura emerged from his eyes, forming a layer of purple armor on his body, but the speed of condensation was very slow, as if he was waiting for the Ghost Rider's reply.

"You're awesome, we'll meet again later!"

His own flame was taken away, the Eye of Judgment was still ineffective, and the other party had too many unknown abilities.

And this also meant that he didn't want to be friends. The Ghost Rider looked at Mercer deeply, turned around and jumped down from the castle, riding his will-o'-the-wisp motorcycle, and disappeared from Mercer's sight.

"It's so boring. He ran away right now." Mercer curled his lips, feeling very bored. He noticed the assassins who were hiding in the distance and observing here, using space gems to spread their voices.

"Everyone come in."

Some assassins who were far away and observing the movements of the castle with binoculars suddenly heard Mercer's voice in their ears, as if he was standing next to them, frightening these people.

After struggling in my mind for a moment, I had no intention of running away. I had better go back honestly. The opponent was so strong that I didn't even know if I could run away.

Except for those assassins who died in the aftermath of the attack, all the assassins in the castle came to Mercer.