Chapter One Thousand and Thirteen: The Game Has Just Begun
In the eyes of this Texas knight, the person who has the holy light must belong to the righteous side, but he doesn't think about it carefully, although he himself is an evil spirit knight, doesn't he also yearn for heaven?
Those who possess the Light are not necessarily good people, and they have to stand on the side of justice if there is no rule.
"Holy Light?"
The old knight took a step forward unexpectedly and excitedly, but was immediately burned by the holy light in William's eyes, and hurriedly raised his hand in pain, "Don't be nervous, I don't have any malicious intent,
Just wanted to ask you if there is a way to break the Saint Van Gonza Covenant".
"Destroy?" William smiled, "Why destroy, isn't it just a thousand evil spirits, do you really think Mephisto lacks evil spirits?"
"It's nothing more than that he has been planning for so many years, inducing an entire village of believers to fall, and in the end he has made the archangel mess up, and Mephisto can't swallow this breath."
"It's been around for at least a few hundred years since you got it, and it's changed hands a few times, and you don't want to think about why those who got it didn't open it for so long."
"This,,
"You're here to meet that Demon King of Mephisto?"
"That's right", William nodded directly, "The Demon King of Hell is not invincible, otherwise the earth would have been conquered by them a long time ago, and people like you who stole Mephisto's power would be so afraid of him,
It's a pity that you vengeful spirits just can't figure it out, it's Mephisto who should really be afraid."
Mephisto should be afraid of me? Is this possible?
Before the old knight could come to his senses, William continued, "Well, if you don't want to see Mephisto, you'd better leave quickly, the old thing is coming."
William threw a gold coin with skulls on both sides of John Wickding's graveyard, ignored the Ghost Rider behind him, turned back and looked at the buildings in New York,
In his heart, he was thinking about how to make a fuss about the Covenant of St. Van Gonza.
Thinking about it, a familiar smell of sulfur reached his nose, waking William from his deep thoughts and disrupting his thoughts.
"What about people?"
William looked at his phone and said unhappily, "What's the hurry, the time hasn't come yet."
Although Mephisto didn't know what the reason was for William's obvious emotion, William was unhappy, and he was happy.
Fortunately, Mephisto at this time was mostly focused on the soul he was about to see, so he didn't want to stimulate William, who was a little crazy in his eyes, because of this.
lest he not see the soul he searched for more than ten hours, but he didn't find any useful clues.
Changing the subject, he asked, "What about Bena?"
"You're really a thug, bastard", William squinted his eyes and lied, "I'd rather pretend I didn't see your idiot heir than give you a big gift bag myself,
And you're really going to devour your own heir?"
Mephisto was stunned, completely unexpected, William would let go of Bednar at the expense of others, and did not want him to benefit.
Mephisto, who had not found any trace of Bednar in Hell, looked at William with annoyance and appreciation, "I'm a demon, isn't this a normal thing for a demon?"
"Hell, you're disgusting", William took a few steps to the side in disgust, and said half-truthfully, "When it's over, you'd better get out of here immediately, or I'll probably want to kill you."
"When you learn more about hell, you'll find out that I'm definitely a normal demon," Mephisto said with a smile, "Do you want me to talk to you?"
"Shut up", William directly interrupted him, which made Mephisto's eyes shine inexplicably.
I wondered if William was really afraid of those disgusting things, or if he deliberately left the flaws waiting for him to drill.
The two stood silently together, waited for more than ten minutes, and at two o'clock in the afternoon New York time, more than a dozen private cars followed a hearse and drove into the cemetery.
They came to a stop in front of the slope where William was standing, and then came a group of men and women in black suits and skirts.
As soon as John Wick got out of the car, he noticed William and Mephisto standing on the slope.
Seeing William looking at him with an umbrella, Wick's sad eyes finally showed a little light.
waved his hand and said hello to William, before he guarded his deceased wife's coffin and walked to the cemetery.
"That sloppy guy with a scruffy beard who hasn't washed his hair in days is the person you are talking about?"
William turned his head and glanced at Mephisto mockingly, he didn't believe that the old demon king could not see that John Wick was special.
According to some sayings, the protagonist of John Wick in a movie is the child of destiny, the son of luck who can't die.
Mephisto, the super demon king, is just a supporting role, a passerby, or a boss waiting to be killed in the lives of these people.
Looking at the sympathetic expression in William's eyes, Mephisto was inexplicable and didn't know whether to be angry or not.
I could only squint at John Wick for a long time.
Soon Mephisto himself, who was in hell, felt that John Wick's heart at this time, although it was full of love,
But the smell of blood on the soul that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved, and the souls he had killed, after roaring and roaring madly in hell to devour John Wick.
Mephisto smiled widely, God would not agree to such a person if he did not go to hell.
He said to William, "It is indeed a very interesting soul, I hope you have a thousand souls ready, or you will have to pay other price."
Speaking of souls, Mephisto rolled his eyes and thought about stealing the soul of John Wick's deceased wife, Helen.
When he turned his magic and looked at the cemetery and the coffin, he found that no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find Helen's soul at all.
Hell, Mephisto immediately turned his head to look at William, and saw a smile on the corner of William's mouth, and as soon as he raised his hand, the skull gold coin that he had thrown out before appeared in his hand without warning.
"Hmph, I've been guarding against you for a long time, old thing, did you see that John Wick was full of reluctance, so he planned to detain his dead wife to hell and let him follow?"
Looking at the skull gold coin in William's hand, Mephisto's eyes flashed with anger, but let him grab it, and the thought was thrown out of his mind for a moment.
I also thought about the reason why I didn't find John Wick when I investigated the cemetery before, and William must have been in the way
"Hehe, dealing with an old ghost like you, you can only ask for no merit but no fault", feeling the soul in the skeleton gold coin, William smiled and said, "Otherwise, I don't know how to be yin by you."
"Hey, hey, I'm starting to like this game, but it's just the beginning, and that soul will definitely be mine," Mephisto smiled as he took a few steps back and ducked away in the rain.