Lord of the Divine Kingdom of Marvel's Hydra

While Johnny Blazer was twitching his facial muscles, Vane successfully obtained the St. Van Gonza contract.

The old knight wanted to resist.

But after seeing Vane reach out and wipe the glass into powder, he knew that with the little strength he had left, it was no fun.

And the new Ghost Rider, who was originally expecting to be on the same front as him, fell into a sad mood again.

Can't hold it, really can't hold it.

Destroy, love, tired.

The sun was setting most of the time, and darkness was coming.

The cemetery was cleared of all the idlers, leaving Vane and Johnny sitting at the gate, waiting for the arrival of the Witch Heart.

Van poked Johnny on the side: "Wait for you to transform into a transformation, remember not to stare at me with your eyes."

It's normal for me to have some blood on my hands in order to uphold justice, you know? "

He's a little bottomless in his heart, and Ghost Rider's Eye of Judgment is almost the ultimate move of the rule class.

Whether his super telekinesis wall could block such a strange attack, he hadn't tried.

After all, in his own body, he is the soul of the existence of the Eight Classics.

He secretly decided that he would be clever later, but he really couldn't do it, he had to close his eyes in advance!

Soon, night fell, and the Witchheart Demon traced the graveyard with the Wind Demon and the Water Demon.

When he arrived, he saw a human and a fiery skeleton knight drinking tea.

The St. Van Gonza Pact he wanted was on the tea table.

When Vane saw him, he took the contract in his hand and beckoned to him.

"Come on, little devil, show me your power, if you can take it from me, then it's yours."

The pale-faced, dark-eyed Witchheart Demon suspected that this was a trap.

And it's most likely a trap for his beloved daddy Mephitos.

Van held out his hand to hand over the contract, but the Witchheart hesitated, which made him raise an eyebrow.

No, no, you don't even dare to try?

You're a coward, and you still want to fight your daddy Mephitos?

Who gave you courage?

On the other side, the Witch Heart Demon was still cautiously hesitating, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of the eyes of the young handsome man opposite.

Full of taunts!

The same contempt and ridicule as his own father!

I can't bear it!

He rushed over and failed.

He was surprised to find that there was an iron wall of telekinesis around the young man.

That kind of intensity, I'm afraid even the Hell Lord can't break it!

This kid is playing with me?

For a while, the witch heart demon was angry and declining in his heart.

Anger is because I am afraid that I will not be able to get a contract, and decline is because I am afraid that I will not be able to get a contract.

He didn't expect that this ordinary young man in front of him would have this kind of power.

Van saw that the Witch Heart Demon had not broken through his telekinetic defenses, and his heart was much calmer.

He thought that these demons from hell could have a lot of ability, but Er.

Seeing that the witch heart demon couldn't break through his defense, he hurriedly comforted: "Little devil, don't be discouraged, in fact, you are quite powerful."

You just can't beat me, but you haven't beaten this ghost rider next to me all over the head, you're already great.

To show my sincerity, why don't I give you this deed? The

witch-hearted demon had wide eyes, the corners of his eyes were beating wildly, and his mouth was wide open, motionless.

Next to Vane, the flames on the skeleton's face rose and fell, and green smoke rose everywhere, fully showing the madness in his heart.

As for the two miscellaneous fish-like feng shui demons, there is no need to describe them at all.

It took a while for the Witch Heart Demon to understand the meaning of Vane's words: "You have to... Give it to me?

Vane shook his head: "Not for you, but for you." That is, you give me something in exchange.

The Witch Demon hesitated, feeling more and more that it was a trap.

But the contract is there, and that's where his hope lies against his father.

Without it, I might have to hide in the world forever, a poor demon who is homeless and wandering.

There will even be endless hunts from my father.

To trade, or not to trade, that's the question.

Van couldn't help but feel a pain in his head when he looked at the witch heart demon who hesitated and stopped talking.

Is it Mephitos' own that you're discolored?

His palms are itchy, and he has the urge to teach the child a lesson for the Demon King.

"What the hell!

You're a demon who doesn't even have the courage to make a deal with me as a human?

Are you mistaken about the identities of the two of us?

This sentence made the witch heart demon wake up from a big dream.

yes, how can there be demons who are afraid to trade?

He gritted his teeth secretly, demons are not afraid of humans, come on!

"Okay, I'll trade with you, what do you need?"

Van nodded, looking teachable: "Don't worry, in fact, what I want is very simple, I want... Twenty different kinds of demons!

As he spoke, he looked behind the Witch Heart Demon: "Well, the Wind Demon and the Water Demon behind you are like that, you give them to me first as a deposit."

You go and grab the rest, and after you pay the balance, I'll give you the contract. "

The two Feng Shui demons who were originally happily standing aside to watch the play were instantly stunned, do you want us?

We're not succubi, what do you want us to do?

But when they saw the Witchheart's glowing eyes, they knew that the calf was finished.

Witchheart, you're not human!

We're your people!

With a smile, Fan En took over the two Feng Shui demons who were controlled by the witch heart demon using the hell spell, and as soon as he raised his hand, the portal flickered, and the two demons were sent into the kingdom of God.

The witch heart demon's heart jumped, what kind of ability is this?

Did the two demons die or were they eaten?

The world is so scary, I want to go back to hell.

Van looked at the witch demon with a smile and took out a contract prepared in advance: "Sign a contract."

I've always been a person who acts according to the rules, and signing a contract is also a guarantee for you, a vulnerable group, and in case I breach the contract, you can sue me at any time in the New York court.

Witchheart gritted his teeth, honestly signed his name on the contract, and then turned around and disappeared into the night.

In this world, there are many demons hidden in the shadows, and it is not too difficult to gather twenty different types of demons, and of course it is not simple.

After the witchheart is gone, the old knight Carter Slade reappears.

He must have eavesdropped on the conversation just now: "You really want to make a deal with the demon?"

Vane carefully looked at the contract in front of him and asked, "Old man, what's so great about this contract?"

Why are the lords of hell staring at it?

Carter moved his lips and did not speak.

"Look, you can't beat me, you can't snatch things back, I ask you and you don't say, what do you let me do?

If you tell me you can't do this, but don't say why you can't do it, I can't believe you, big brother!

Van sighed, his tone helpless.

The old knight rolled his eyes, I beat you, and I still have to talk so much nonsense to you?

With a sigh, he sat down next to him.

"You must know that with this pact you can subdue a thousand powerful evil spirits entrenched in St. Van Gonza.

But you must not know that they are not ordinary evil spirits, but a thousand of them that Mephitos painstakingly cultivated

—war generals! "