St. Van Gonza used to be a good place with simple folk customs and outstanding people.

Although it has not yet reached the level where the road is not left behind, and the night is not closed.

But under the joint management of the sheriff and the mayor of the town, there have been no thefts, vendettas and other crimes for several years.

It is foreseeable that if the western part of the country selects a civilized town, St. Van Gonza will definitely come out on top.

It's just that fate often likes to play a bad joke on people when they are caught off guard.

One day, the old devil stepped into St. Van Gonza.

He deceived the mayor and bewitched the sheriff.

Provoke the greed of the townspeople and amplify the selfishness in their hearts.

Finally, through another well-planned conspiracy.

Leads all people to the path of depravity and turns their backs on the God of faith.

"Three thousand fallen souls, sealed in a single contract."

Carter-Sleigh, who was leading a horse, said in a deep voice.

"Later, Mephisto ordered me to go and get him back the contract and open the gates of hell."

"I fled and hid until I was found by the Supreme Mage."

Carter Slay was originally a young Texas Rangemp.

Because of his greed, he committed something wrong and was arrested and imprisoned.

In order to gain his freedom, he sold his soul to Mephisto and became the Ghost Rider chosen by the other party.

"What about the contract?"

Strange, who walked into the town, kept looking.

Everything didn't seem to be as bad as Carter-Shray had suggested, and the townspeople didn't react aggressively other than curious glances at outsiders.

They all seemed so amiable that they couldn't see where they were going to be saved.

"Still got it by Mephisto."

The old cowboy said regretfully.

"But he didn't open the gates of hell on earth, and the Supreme Mage stopped the old devil's plan."

"But in the small town of St. Van Gonza, the souls of the three thousand fallen will always be enslaved by him and will not be liberated."

"They are tainted with sin, they turn their backs on God, they can't go to heaven, they can't get out of Mephisto's control."

Carter-Slay suddenly stopped, looked at this seemingly normal and peaceful town, and shook his head, "What you see now is just a projection of the rift in hell. ”

"The real town of St. Van Gonza has long since been dilapidated and forgotten."

Hearing about that past, Strange's heart was a little heavy.

"Then how am I going to save them?"

He asked subconsciously.

"I can't give you an answer. This is Emperor Weishan's test for you. ”

Carter-Shlay shrugged, he also hoped that someone would give the townspeople of St. Van Gonza a complete relief.

The three thousand suffering souls have not rested to this day.

"You can move around the town freely."

Carter-Slay left this sentence and rode away.

He's just a facilitator of this game, and a spectator.

"You're on your own, Stephen."

Luke patted Strange on the shoulder, indicating that the game is up to you.

Compared to the previous two games, with a definite goal, the final test is obviously much more difficult.

Emperor Weishan did not promulgate any rules, but only delineated a vague range, and the rest had to be explored and discovered by the participants themselves.

"By the way, friendly advice, if you can't figure out what to do, you might as well look at the competitors."

Luke was going to find a random inn and go fishing.

He didn't intend to ignore Strange and let the other party play for himself.

It's just that there is too little information so far, and it will take some time to observe.

"Competitor ......"

Strange was thoughtful.

In the face of the difficult problem given by Emperor Vishan, Mordo and Casillas, what will the former brotherhood do?

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As night fell, before the participants who had settled down had made any moves, they noticed that the atmosphere in the town of St. Van Gonza had changed dramatically.

During the day, the enthusiastic residents, the talkative sheriff, and the tavern owner who answers all questions...... It's like everyone has changed.

With hostile and hateful eyes, they stared at the strangers who broke into the town.

"It's a bad feeling."

Thor frowned, and he and Loki walked outside the inn when a group of unscrupulous-looking men slowly surrounded him.

Originally, two or three people were hanging far behind, but more and more people joined along the way.

"You, get out of here! She, stay! ”

The guy in the lead, with a pair of eyes looking directly at Loki, didn't pay attention to Thor at all.

"Teasing me...... Younger sister? ”

Thor couldn't bear it, he would rather accept someone to tease him than forgive the gangsters for having thoughts about his sister.

This is the bottom line that cannot be violated as a sister control!

"You deserve a lesson!"

Thor rolled up his sleeves and swung his fist at it.

The Asgardians' strong physique is simply overwhelming in the face of the gangsters in the small town of St. Vangonza.

He single-handedly fought his way into the encirclement, and then beat up the group of unsightly guys.

However, the turmoil did not stop there.

The movement of the brawl attracted more attention.

One by one, the men of the town joined in.

Like what a fun game this is that attracts them.

Soon, the situation spiraled out of control.

Thor was alone and had to face hundreds of people in a beating.

Fists, iron rods, pitchforks...... All sorts of things, beckoning to him.

Although it doesn't hurt or itch, it makes people feel irritated.

Boom!

A gunshot rang out.

The bullet from the revolver hit Thor right in the chest.

This did not cause him substantial harm.

But the sound of gunfire echoing under the night sky was like opening a floodgate, unleashing the tyrannical and murderous desires of the residents of the small town of St. Van Gonza.

"Rocky ......"

Thor saw more people coming up, and with a fierce glint in their eyes, he directly stretched out his right hand.

The atmosphere roared, and the storm tomahawks swirled at high speed, sweeping away the townspeople like mowing grass.

"Is this the real side of the town of St. Van Gonza that sells souls to the devil?"

Luke, who was watching this scene, seemed to have guessed something.

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The next day, early in the morning.

When the sun shines on St. Van Gonza, the town seems to come alive and full of life.

"They didn't die?"

All night, Thor, who had been feeling guilty about killing many of the town's residents, was a little dumbfounded when he saw the men with whom he had clashed.

They were completely less tyrannical and ferocious than last night, smiling and greeting each other warmly.

As if, nothing ever happened.

"I see. The inhabitants of this town sell their souls to the devil, which is why they behave so horribly at night. ”

After last night's encounter, Loki's eyes flashed with relief, she nodded lightly, and said, "They have lost their souls, they are long dead, and they are 'people' who don't exist. ”

"Even if you slaughter the entire town, these people will be reset the moment the sun rises."

"Day and night are quite the past and present of St. Van Gonza, two sides of the same coin."

Thor scratched his head, in his opinion, Loki was too complicated to understand.

"You don't have to understand, just do what I say."

Loki didn't expect the silly old brother to use his barren intelligence, her beautiful eyes rolled around, and she whispered, "Let's go to Mr. Mayor first." ”