Chapter 190: A Secluded Cemetery
And just like that, the matter was over, and Evenson and Melinda were back on the road. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info This time, though, it was Melinda who drove it.
"It's been a weird experience with you. Melinda sighed as she recalled what had just happened.
"Hmph, I didn't recruit the two of them, what does it have to do with me. Evenson said helplessly, "Besides, you've been in S.H.I.E.L.D. for so many years, haven't you seen anything weird?"
"S.H.I.E.L.D., standing between the normal world and the weird world, hmph, I thought I was used to it. Melinda shook her head and smiled bitterly, "But after meeting you, I realized that you are simply between a weird and even weirder world." ”
"Well, I'm usually normal. Evenson tilted his head and said, "But I like your summary, it sounds pretty good." ”
"By the way, shall we just leave him there?" asked Melinda. The two of them got in the car and left, and Johnny Blazer, who was forcibly released from the transformation, sat on the desert with weak hands and feet.
"It's okay, he can't die. Evenson replied indifferently.
"And how long will it take him to regain his strength?" Melinda asked.
"Five or six days. Evenson did the math, "I'm not sure. Then he frowned, and said solemnly, "Hey, I want to remind you, S.H.I.E.L.D. don't beat his idea, he's not like me, he's a slave without freedom, and the only one who can control his master is Mephisto who signed a contract with him." ”
"Why, I didn't want to fight with him, after all, I just saw it. Melinda smiled, although she had been watching from the sidelines just now, she also knew roughly what was going on, how could she come up with the idea of cooperating with the devil's puppet?" ”
"Are you serious?" asked Evenson.
"Of course, this is the duty of S.H.I.E.L.D. Melinda said.
"Then you'd better send the pure and good. Evenson laughed, "He doesn't show mercy like I do." ”
"Pure people? Hmph..."Melinda shook her head and smiled, there are also pure people among the agents?
"But there's no need. Evenson lay down on his seat, "It won't be around for long, and the devil won't allow his power to float outside for long." When something happens, find someone to sign a contract and create a knight, and after the contract is completed, he will take back the knight's power. ”
"A flash in the pan?" Melinda asked.
"It was short-lived. Evenson replied weakly.
"Are you alright?" Melinda asked with concern. Evenson, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, looked quite tired.
"It's okay, the trauma has long been healed. Evenson lay down on the seat and rubbed his eyes, "But the mana consumption is a bit large, and you can recover after a rest." After saying that, he looked up at the sky, "Ah, this sunlight is so dazzling." He took out a pair of sunglasses from his bosom and put them on.
"At this time," Melinda asked curiously, "shouldn't you be unconscious or vomiting blood?"
Evenson half-sat up, lowered his head, and looked at Melinda through the gap in his sunglasses, "I'm just a lot of mana consumption, and I'm not mentally exhausted, what kind of strength do I faint from?"
"So, it won't take you long to recover?" Melinda asked.
Evenson: "That's right, in three days. "Although it is also a drain of strength, Evenson's recovery must be faster than that of Ghost Rider, after all, at the last moment, one is sucking and the other is being sucked.
"That's good. Melinda smiled and nodded.
"Thank you for your concern. Lying in the car and sitting lazily, he said lazily, but suddenly sat up again when he was about to fall asleep, "No, after you asked the knight about the recovery time, and asked me again, there must be something!"
"I'm just worried," Melinda said, tilting her head, "if you'll be able to complete that contract on time." ”
"Oh, I'm really self-inflicted. Evenson said with an unbearable expression, "Please, it's me who signed the contract, not you, I'm not in a hurry, what are you anxious about." ”
"Living hell, you're not worried at all?" asked Melinda. It's such a big deal, please take a snack.
"Hum, hum, hum," Evenson laughed, and said with a straight smile Melinda's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and she was about to burst out and beat people, "Looks like you've been completely bluffed by that old fellow Mephisto, living hell? ”
"First of all, if you want to turn this world into hell, you must connect it to hell, otherwise it can only be regarded as a distorted fake hell, but hell and this world are different in dimension, and even the physical rules are different, so the energy required to connect the two worlds is simply immeasurable, and the thousand sinful souls in the Saint Van Gonza contract are completely inadequate. ”
"It's possible to twist a small piece of hell out of it, but it's not too big, it's the size of a small town. Evenson glanced at Melinda and said, "If I fail, you can apply for an atomic bomb and wipe that place to the ground."
"Does the atomic bomb work?" Melinda asked.
"I don't know. Evenson replied confusedly, "I haven't tried..."
"Cut. Melinda pursed her lips, clearly not satisfied with the answer.
"Ah, yes. Evenson closed his eyes and said vaguely, "You just said you were going to spy on Ghost Rider?
"What?" said Melinda, didn't you just say that it was not necessary, why is it up again now?
"Help me check," said Evenson, who was about to fall asleep, rubbing his temple with his index finger and "what cemeteries has Johnny Blazer been to lately." ”
Melinda: "Graveyard?"
"Yes, it's the cemetery. Evenson replied affirmatively, "It's the kind of place that is remote, but very historical, well, at least a hundred years old." ”
"And," added Evenson, "there's only one grave keeper, an old man in his sixties and seventies, and his name is, Carter, well, what's Carter? Oh, by the way, Cartersray. I just don't know if he's still called by that name. ”
"A 100-year-old secluded cemetery, a male grave keeper in his sixties and seventies, at least used the name Cartersray?" Melinda recounted Evenson's request very professionally.
Evenson "......" was completely asleep.