In front of the courtyard of the house on the edge of Nefu Town, a Dodge War Horse 1969 was quietly parked in front of the door.

The pitch-black body shimmers in the sun, the smooth and classic shape is full of lines, and the angular front face in the lower left corner, the line of chic Charger, against the backdrop of the overall model, looks particularly temperamental.

It attracted the attention of passers-by.

This car is estimated to be a classic in the minds of some fans, but in Charles's eyes, it is also a "classic car" with some resemblance to the Winchester brothers' Impala shape.

"Why the car?" Standing in front of the car and looking down, Charles frowned and asked.

"This is not a normal car." Crowley, who was standing not far away in his pocket, grinned: "Nightmare Beast, the top mount of Hell, it is very suitable to exchange it for Cerberus, in fact, my boss thinks that this transaction is more loss-making, and I tried to persuade her." So, no thanks. ”

Charles was noncommittal about his words, and he naturally wouldn't be unaware that this car was not ordinary.

The True Eye is now revealing the specifics of this thing.

[Nightmare Beast, a special species of Hell, its age is between 300-500]

[It is in its infancy, and it has a special talent for spreading panic and creating nightmares]

[It is currently dormant]

……

It was clear what it was, but Charles still wondered.

"Why the car?" He asked again.

The trading demon who stood far away because of Charles' talent was stunned, and then reacted.

"Wow, that's a good question."

He shrugged: "Then why can majestic demons only possess humans, as well as ghouls, soul eaters, lamp gods, angels, and even all kinds of monsters, how can they all have human appearances?" “

"Because it can only appear in human bodies?" Charles asked tentatively. The other man nodded.

"Why?"

"The hell knows why," Crowley snorted, raising his hand to flick a key to Charles.

"Take it, it's a cute little saddle, people won't pay attention to you without it. There is also a mantra on it, and you will be able to start "riding" it after reciting it; Tips, be careful not to get dumped. ”

He said, but he was not afraid that Charles would regret getting the key, in fact, the paper contract was different from the normal contract, since the contract was signed, the two of them had been limited by some kind of power. Breaking the contract will be severely revived.

It's just that Crowley wouldn't have thought that even if Charles broke the contract, the price he would pay would not be much.

He took the key and looked at it, and the True Eye indicated that there was nothing abnormal, so Charles took the card out of his pocket and shook it over as well.

The other party raised his hand to take it, and after looking at it carefully, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

However, he did not release Cerberus immediately, but put it in his pocket.

"Want to research?"

Charles guessed what was going on in the other's mind, but he didn't care.

That stuff isn't that easy to study. Charles can make cards, but he still doesn't understand what makes them and why.

He didn't even understand it, and he didn't trust anyone else to come up with anything—unless they were some master of the Overworld.

Ignoring this, Charles took the key and muttered a few words of Latin into it, and the key in his hand slowly dissipated.

At the same time, the Dodge 1969 behind him trembled, and the roar of the engine was piercing as soon as it sounded.

It was a noise that no normal vehicle could make, hoarse and eerie, like the neighing of an eerie beast.

It may have just "woken up" and was resisting, or demonstrating, but after a few roars, it went out again.

This couldn't help but make the middle-aged demon standing in the distance quite suspicious.

"Why is this bastard so honest?"

It was a question, but he was relieved to think that he felt uncomfortable as soon as he approached this young human.

It was only when he saw Charles get into the car without any obstacles, start the car and move slowly, his eyes widened again.

"Hell, he wasn't even affected by the Nightmare Beast?"

"How is this possible? Even the demon can't ignore it, how can his soul bear it......"

"Damn, it's a loss!"

……

The middle-aged uncle's face turned black on the spot, and Charles drove the car slowly down the streets of the town.

As he was driving, a flaming red ram's head icon in the center of the steering wheel in his hand turned as he turned, and the speedometer and fuel consumption gauge were basically the same as normal vehicles, but the True Eye suggested that he was being affected by the Nightmare Beast's natural abilities.

Fear, hypnotic dreams.

That talent seems to be very special, but it has the Ring of Wraith, and Charles is basically immune to it - no matter how special and weird it is, it is also a spirit attack, and the ring doesn't matter how strange this attack is.

The speed of the car under him was very low, but the roar of the engine was still full of power, probably because it had been roasted by Charles's talent, and the sound emitted from it was inexplicably crazy, causing passers-by in the town to frown when they heard it - the child of the sun talent does not matter if you are an enemy or a "friend".

However, no matter how crazy it is, it cannot escape the control of the Charles. All in all, this car may seem unruly and terrifying to others, or to others, but in the hands of Charles, it is just a "good baby".

"It's just that you need to consume resentment ...... non-stop"

Tapping the gas pedal, Charles pondered the question.

Although the consumption is not very large, if it continues all the time, then the car is obviously not usable. After all, no one can stand it after a long time.

But no sooner had the thought flashed before the Eye of Truth suggested that the unique power effect was silently gone, accompanied by a slightly muffled echo of the engine.

"Is this yielding?" Holding the steering wheel, Charles was surprised by this, and sighed regretfully.

"It's a pity that you can control it, I can't put away my talent...... I hope I don't burn you to death. ”

Muttering, after driving this "war horse" around the town, he slowly returned to the same place.

The figure of the middle-aged uncle, Crowley, was still standing at the edge of the street in front of the house. After Charles pushed the door and got out of the car, as soon as he got closer, the other party couldn't help but take a step back.

"Even though you're sexy, I still want to say, stay away from me, well, don't get me wrong, literally, nothing else."

The other party's tone of voice is always weird, like a, but Charles doesn't care about his personal habits, and after glancing at the other party, he casually asks, "You don't look very good?" ”

"The human body, it's like this, I've been struggling with hemorrhoids lately." Crowley replied as usual, and then narrowed his eyes when he saw that Charles had no objections.

"It seems that this deal is very satisfying for both you and me. But as a kind demon merchant, I'll give you one more piece of news. ”

"Three of Azazler's men are heading towards a shabby bar to kill a cutie who is tracking his movements."

As he spoke, he looked at Charles's face at the moment, and said seriously: "Look, I am a sincere crossroads demon, and I hope to cooperate in the future." ”

"You're not bad." Charles nodded, then looked at him with pity: "It's a pity it's a bald head." ”

"Bald? Son, this is a sign of success, you really don't know how to appreciate it. ”

Crowley sighed, and then without waiting for Charles to respond, snapped his fingers and disappeared.

Only the young man and the black 1969 that was extinguished were left in place.

The surroundings were quiet as a result, and Charles was lost in thought.

He still believes in Crowley's words just now.

Although it is not clear why you told yourself this message, there is no need for the other party to lie to yourself.

Because it doesn't do any good other than wasting his time.

"So...... Demon Attack? Charles groaned.

Whether it was the help of the mother and daughter, or the goal of his hunt for demons, it seemed necessary to go now.

"But before that......"

Thinking about it, he got into the car, didn't need any keys, put his hands on the steering wheel, and the sound of the engine igniting sounded.

Then, with a furious roar, the black muscle car drifted forward through the street and turned a corner, and then sped away like a meteor out of town.