Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

On Earth, Johnny was a little confused, but Lincoln was feeling sorry.

He was just a little bit close to encountering hell. Even Mephisto would never be able to kick him out by then, but it was just a little bit close.

And now, hell.

Not only Mephisto, but also the other hell demons felt the power of Lincoln's speed, and they couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

The throne of Satan, which symbolizes the true Lord of Hell, has been empty for a long time. Although no Hell Lord has claimed this position on the surface, secretly, every Hell Lord is working hard to get closer to that position.

Just like Mephisto, who is active in the human world, many demon kings and lords, including Lucifer and Samael, are also competing for the only throne of Satan from different aspects.

But at this time, before facing the big crisis that Lincoln might reach hell, all of them put aside their past grievances and unanimously spoke to the outside world.

Centered on Mephisto, who mastered Johnny's contract, he directly cut off the communication channel between the earth and hell, severing the communication between two generations.

This allowed Lincoln to be expelled back to Earth by the rules, but they would also be unable to project new power to Earth until the channel was built again.

Comparing the gains and losses, every hell lord has a smile on his face.

As dimensional demons, they are also concerned about earth affairs, and they are very familiar with Lincoln's existence.

Thinking that this guy could even get the Time Stone from Ancient One, they were very uneasy. As a lord, his extremely effective senses even felt the danger of the Death Star when Lincoln and Johnny colluded.

It was obvious that once Lincoln came, their good days would be over.

The terrifying consciousness and power of several demon kings are constantly colliding in hell, and spiritual fluctuations are echoing in it.

"He has returned to Earth, and the Ghost Rider's contract has been severed. He will not be able to come to hell again for quite some time."

"But we can't go to Earth either."

"That's you." Mephisto's voice was full of ridicule: "Look at how you are not doing your job properly. You are not worthy of being called the Demon King of Hell."

"Mephisto, do you want to fight us?"

"No, no, on the contrary, I want to cooperate with you."

"Cooperating, would you be so kind?"

"Of course." Mephisto smiled and took out a few contracts: "This is a contract that I have had for a long time, and it has not been activated yet. I can give them to you for a small price."

"Dream! Mephisto!"

A demon king scolded with disdain, and then his spirit and strength began to fly away.

After him, the power of other demons, including Lucifer, also began to withdraw rapidly, but in just a few dozen breaths, low-level hell creatures with deformed bodies rushed into Mephisto's castle.

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Earth.

While Lincoln and Johnny were silent in the room, the special forces sent by Guzman outside had surrounded the entire room.

Thanks to the hell flames emanating from Johnny, everyone can clearly see everything in the room from the window without the help of any equipment.

"omg!" Looking at Johnny Skeleton, whose body was burning with flames, a team member couldn't help but sigh: "This guy is still alive? Is he the devil in hell?"

Listening to the exclamations of his men, the captain sneered disdainfully: "It doesn't matter whether he is a devil or not. Even if Satan comes, he has to go back to hell today!"

"Sir, are you sure this guy can be killed with bullets?"

"If you don't have enough bullets, load up the artillery shells!" The captain said in a calm voice: "The boss has an armored force in his hands. One shell will turn the whole house into ashes!"

Brainwashing is a very important job in Mexico. As a drug lord, Guzman equips his elite men with not only equipment that is armed to the teeth, but also brainwashing that goes deep into the soul.

He turned all of these people who controlled the most powerful soldiers into his own deadpools, deadpools who could sacrifice their lives for him at a single command, deadpools who dared to roar and pull the trigger even in the face of gods.

Guzman didn't care about the so-called Ghost Rider before. He had held power for too long, and Mexico had been without superheroes and supervillains for too long.

It had been so long that he never thought that he might encounter these mysterious things. After all, his place was not a prosperous and wealthy place.

Until now, he actually saw the Ghost Rider covered in flames on the computer screen: "Fuck! What the hell is this? Is he the one who killed me?"

While cursing angrily, he pulled out a pistol and put it against Yom's head: "Is your brain made of elm wood? How can you provoke such a guy?!"

"I didn't know at all!" The beaten and bruised Yom's face was full of pleading: "All my people were killed by him. I didn't know he would look like this..."

Yom's explanation did not make Guzman's face look colder: "I don't know this or that, so what use do I need you for!"

Hearing the murderous intention in Guzman's mouth, Yom kowtowed with a pleading face and wanted to beg for forgiveness, but Guzman was unmoved, his eyes were cold and he pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Yom's head was opened by a bullet, and blood and brains popped out. Guzman, who looked at the mess everywhere, was still angry: "Tug it away and clean it up!"

"Yes!" The bodyguard on the side nodded, dragged Yom's body away, and went out to deal with his family and relatives.

Drug lords are merciless. Besides themselves, the only things they care about are goods and money.

Of course, now that Guzman has seen the existence of Ghost Rider, he has seen more. An ambition has arisen in his heart, an ambition to take Johnny under his command, capture other drug lords, and monopolize the entire Mexican drug industry!

One thing we all know is that monopoly is the real huge profit. Even if the drugs themselves are already huge profits, ambition and greed make Guzman still want more huge profits!

Guzman's voice reached the ears of the special forces members.

After a moment of silence, the vice-captain walked out of the team silently and knocked on the door of the room.

The sound outside the door alarmed Johnny. He instantly gathered the flames in his body, and then looked at Lincoln: "Do you have other companions?"

"No." Lincoln shook his head and looked out the window where the special operations team was hiding: "They are manpower from local gangs."

"Local gang?" Johnny frowned and opened the door. Looking at the heavily armed man outside who looked like the deputy captain of the U.S. Special Forces, he was stunned: "You call this a local gang?"

"A traditional feature of Mexico, the drug lord special forces." Lincoln shrugged and sat back on the sofa: "The first time I came here, I should be looking for you."

Johnny, who was short-sighted, only then realized how much Mexican drug lords hated him, and his eyes when he looked at the vice-captain couldn't help but change: "Are you looking for me?"

The vice-captain said nothing, took off the phone from his body and handed it to Johnny: "The boss wants to talk to you."

Resisting the urge to punish the sin directly, Johnny reached out to take the phone and crushed it with a bang: "What do I have to talk to you about? Do you want the drugs I burned back? Or do you want to talk to me?

Want a fight? Just come and do it."

Johnny's attitude made Guzman on the other side frown in dissatisfaction and said to the vice-captain: "Kill the guy sitting on the sofa and tell him that as long as I want, no one in his family will be able to escape.

Cooperation with me is the only way."

In the room, Johnny waited for the deputy captain's answer, but the next moment, the deputy captain, who was wrapped in a special combat uniform, suddenly pulled out his pistol, pointed it at Lincoln on the sofa, and pulled the trigger.

The unexpected move left Johnny with no time to stop him. Several bullets hit Lincoln's body straight away. In an instant, raging flames rose up: "You deserve to die!"

"The boss wants me to tell you that this is just a small lesson. The next time those who die will be your other family members. We have already remembered your face."

Guzman's threat made Johnny immediately think of his girlfriend. Even though he was just a skeleton now, the rising flames revealed how angry he was.

But the one who was even more angry than him was Lincoln, who was sitting on the sofa and watching a movie, but was shot with half a bullet for no apparent reason.

He flicked away the shriveled bullets one by one with his index finger.

Amidst the tinkling sound, the flames on Johnny's body suddenly stopped, and the vice-captain's breathing stopped for a moment.

"Tell me about you illiterate people and let me tell you what you are good at."

Lincoln shook his head regretfully, and strands of golden threads were outlined on his body: "Can't you learn from this? How can I, with a typical oriental face, be related to a white man like him?"

The golden thread formed, and the black uniform covered Lincoln's body. He walked out from behind Johnny step by step, and stretched out his hand to strangle the deputy captain's neck: "Tell your boss something, I'm very angry, and the consequences will be serious.

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The moment he finished speaking, Lincoln exerted force in his hand, and with a sharp click, the deputy captain's neck bone was directly crushed.

The sound of broken neck bones was heard together with the distant sound of the teacup in Guzman's hand breaking: "Kill him! Kill them!"

Beams of red lasers were shot from outside the room, and the next moment, there was loud gunfire.

Windows, doors, and even walls made of cement masonry began to shatter in the sweeping metal storm.

Bullets roared from all directions, and further away, the rocket launcher had been set up and rushed towards him with a roaring tail flame.

Boom boom boom!

Fireworks exploded in the dark night, and the whole street was as lively as the New Year. In less than half a minute, the house where Lincoln and the two were located was reduced to rubble by the powerful firepower.

Standing on the ruins, Lincoln looked at Johnny: "These people, are you here?"

"Okay!" Johnny nodded without hesitation. For these guys who dared to threaten his relatives, he only had the extremely angry fire in his heart to burn them away.

Flames and chains danced on each other, and in an instant, a fire dragon hovered in the air, and then suddenly fell to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

Roaring explosions resounded continuously, and brilliant sparks exploded on the ground. It was the moment when human beings were burned by the flames of hell.

There was no suspense in the crushing battle. Guzman, who was thousands of miles away, lost all his subordinates before he could even see what was happening.

Only then did he truly realize what kind of person he had offended.

After clearing the field with one move, Johnny looked at Lincoln and was about to speak: "You..."

Bang!

Artillery fire exploded.

Artillery roared in the distance, and the shells weighing dozens or hundreds of kilograms hit Johnny instantly, taking him away like a comet and exploding with a bang.

Under that powerful shelling, people would even worry that Johnny's frame would be broken into a pile of bones.

Fortunately, Ghost Rider still has cards.

As a pile of rubble was pushed, Johnny stood up from the rubble and walked angrily towards the direction of the cannon.

But before he could reach it, a laser beam swept past him.

After the red laser circled around, the world became quiet.

After a brief silence, the building cut in half collapsed, the human body fell, and the steel slipped. It was like a height limit line. Within the scope of the heat vision, everything higher than the limit drawn by Lincoln was cut off.

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Johnny was stunned. He had thought that Lincoln was very strong, but he had only seen this scene of everything falling apart wherever he looked in movies.

He looked back at Lincoln blankly: "Who are you?"

"He's just a man who wants to go to hell." Lincoln chuckled and leapt into the air with a strong sonic boom.

The sonic boom set off by the speed of Mach 20 was as violent as the shock wave caused by the explosion of explosives. The swirling dust obscured Johnny's sight, and Lincoln's figure disappeared like a meteor, falling into the distance.

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"shit!shit!"

In SHIELD, Fury's face is dark and colorful.

He never expected that just two days after the lunatic asylum was built, Lincoln would go to Mexico to play.

If it was just for fun, then Guzman, a crazy drug lord, actually sent his men to attack Lincoln?!

If possible, Fury would have loved to fly into Guzman's face with a SHIELD Quinjet and ask him how he dared, but it was obviously too late now.

Satellites and radar have detected an object cruising at Mach 20.

After excluding the answer of intercontinental missiles entering the atmosphere from outside the atmosphere, the only answer Fury could think of was Lincoln.

In his opinion, Guzman is already a dead man. Fury now only hopes that Lincoln will not carry out an expansionary strike, otherwise, hell may be full.

Poor Fury, he still doesn't know that Mephisto and the others have cut off the connection between Earth and Hell out of fear.

The souls of those who died on earth have long since been unable to go to hell.

But after all, for those people, this should be a good thing?

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Mexicali, Mexico.

Guzman has a luxurious manor here that is comparable to a royal palace, and it even has a team of bodyguards, but these do not bring him a sense of security at all.

He walked back and forth uneasily, racking his brains to think about what other powers he could use.

And just when he was feeling uneasy, Lincoln arrived.