The swaying, staggering figure, dressed in a hospital gown, had a haggard and confused face.

"Roshan?!"

Johnny's eyes widened.

"Bang.."

Johnny was thrown to the ground so hard that he couldn't help but yell at Roshan, "Roshan, why are you here... Let's go, get out of here.."

Luo Shan looked around blankly, raised her right hand tremblingly, and said, "Someone asked me to bring this."

Roshan held a slightly yellowed parchment roll in her hand, Johnny looked stunned, and the next moment, the parchment scroll had disappeared, and then appeared in Wu Xin's hand.

"Hahaha.."

Wu Xin clutched the parchment roll in his hand and laughed wildly.

"The Pact of St. Van Gonza .."

Wu Xin opened the parchment scroll, and the magic fluctuations on it proved everything, and his face was full of excitement and excitement.

He suddenly remembered the mysterious person who took the contract first, and now the contract was suddenly sent to him again, and he was a little puzzled, but it quickly disappeared in a flash.

"Father.." Wu Xin held up the contract in his hand and looked at Murphytos with a victorious smile: "I said that I will never lose.."

After speaking, Wu Xin opened the contract and recited the above deed aloud.

"This is the Covenant of St. Van Gonza, the promises you have made will now be fulfilled one by one..."

Wu Xin's voice echoed in the empty ruins, the old wall skin trembled slightly, a faint black gas diffused out, and a strange and evil aura was spreading.

“.. All the souls that lie dormant here, obey my call." Wu Xin shook off the contract and pronounced the last sentence: "Belong to me."

The wind blew for no reason, rolling up the dust on the ground, the broken doors and windows shattered, and gray shadows rushed out of the ruins of the village.

The evil spirits of the dead villagers of the village of St. Van Gonza are the keys to the place of evil.

Countless spirits wandered and hovered through the ruins, and the heavy dead air obscured the sunlight, forming a spectacular gray hurricane before rushing straight down.

Wu Xin's mouth opened to an incredible extent, and the souls jumped into his mouth one after another, merging with him, his momentum was rising rapidly, and his strength became stronger and stronger.

Finally, thousands of souls were all devoured by the witch heart, and those strong evil and death forces nourished his soul and strengthened his body, and the surging power ran through his body, and he felt that he could do anything.

"I will be.." Wu Xin opened his arms and laughed, "The King of Hell."

"Hmph.."

A sneer sounded in Wu Xin's ears, and the black chains wrapped around him, binding him in a circle, Johnny stood up again, burning with flames, and approached Wu Xin's body.

"I said that." Wu Xin looked at Johnny condescendingly, with disdain and contempt in his eyes, and said slowly, "It's useless to me.."

"Smack.."

The black chains crumbled, and the furious momentum erupted, like a ten-level typhoon, and Johnny's low roar sounded in the smoke and dust.

"Look me in the eye.."

The Eye of Judgment, he'd used it once before.

"Father, this soldier of yours is as stupid as a pig... Uhhh It can't be.."

Wu Xin's laughter suddenly turned into a scream of panic, and his whole body burned, like a raging torch by the fire of purgatory.

Johnny looked at him mockingly, and said coldly: "It's you who is really stupid, you have eaten so many evil spirits, your soul is mixed with impurities, and now I can set it on fire."

"No.. It can't be.."

Witchheart screamed in despair, his tone full of disbelief.

Morphiotus looked at him indifferently and said lightly: ".. I said a long time ago that if you are too greedy, you will be punctured .."

For the first time, Murphytos's tone became calm, and he said viciously: ". . . What I give you, you can want, I don't want to give you, you can't reach out and grab it.. Son, your time has not yet come, go to hell.."

After saying that, Wu Xin let out a last scream, and the whole person turned into black smoke and disappeared into the void.

Wu Xin escaped, thinking that he would be a good baby for a long time after suffering a big loss from his father.

Johnny watched the storm above him calm down, his face changed suddenly, and he turned his head to look at Murphytos warily.

"Don't look at me like that, Johnny.." Mephitos beckoned slightly, and the St. Van Gonza contract on the ground flew into his hand, and the handwriting on the parchment was still there, but the names of a thousand blood were missing.

"I've always been a man who keeps my promises.." In Murphytos's other hand, Johnny's soul contract appeared, Johnny's eyes froze, and the contract quickly burned, turning to ashes between breaths.

"The deal is over, Johnny... You're doing a good job.." Murphytos looked at Johnny with an appreciative and slightly regretful gaze, and said softly, "You have good potential, I appreciate you... I respect your choice, though.."

"Now, it's time to recover your investment.."

Murphytos suddenly raised his hand, and Johnny cried out in pain, and a large cluster of flames rose from his body, which was the power of purgatory.

The flames slowly peeled away from Johnny as Murphytos raised his hand, faintly conjuring up a hideous phantom.

"Goodbye Johnny, I'm going to look for another one worth investing in." Murphytos spoke lightly, leaning on the silver skull cane and turned to leave, and suddenly he turned back and added: "There is one thing that must be reminded to you, don't be so desperate the next time you do a motorcycle stunt... Death won't be particularly kind to you anymore."

Johnny watched in a daze as Murphytos's figure disappeared into the distant horizon little by little, his tense body finally relaxed, and he felt a sense of relief that he had never felt before, as if the shackles on his soul had been removed, and he was the real him now.

"Whew.." Johnny let out a long breath, and then he felt sore, and suddenly he remembered something, and suddenly he looked up sharply and shouted, "Roshan?!"

Roseanne, with pale lips and a haggard face, staggered over and hugged Johnny excitedly.

Two people who love each other can finally usher in a happy ending.

"It's all over. ”

Johnny hugged Roseanne tightly and said excitedly.

At this moment, a chuckle sounded in the ears of the two.

"It's over?!hehe.. No, no, Johnny.. It's not over yet."

"Who?!" Johnny's face changed, and he looked up suddenly, only to see a handsome young man not far from the two of them, looking at them with a smile.

"You're you again?!"

A trace of doubt flashed in Johnny's eyes, and he said coldly, "What else do you want to do?"

Luo Shan in her arms suddenly stood up excitedly, pointed at Carlo, and the resentment and resentment in her eyes almost overflowed: "You demon ?.."

Luo Shan was so angry that her voice trembled.

"What's wrong, Roshan?"

"That's him.. He lured me to the police station and manipulated those people."

Roseanne seemed to recall some extremely bad memories and closed her eyes in agony.

Johnny understood all of a sudden, everything was the conspiracy of the person in front of him, Roshan's tragedy, and his own pain were all caused by him... Johnny's eyes instantly turned red, anger burning in his chest, blood boiling...

"You.. Who the hell is .." Johnny stared at Carlo, his voice deep and hoarse, with a volcanic rage in it.

"Me.." Carlo pointed to himself and said with a smile, "I said it a long time ago, Johnny... I'm a fan of yours."

"Bang.." Johnny's suppressed anger erupted, and he lost the power of the Purgatory Fire, but he was still the spirit of vengeance, the wrath of God.

Carlo turned a blind eye to Johnny's changes and said to himself: ". . . I have always followed in your footsteps, I covet the taste of your soul... I want to eat you one bite at a time."

"Die, bastard!"

Johnny punched Carlo in the face, and the fist was wrapped in flames, scorching Carlo's soul.

Carlo smiled at the fist that was getting closer and closer, and said word by word: ".. I'm a fan of yours, Johnny..."

A chuckle rang out.

"Hehe, this attack won't be of much use to me..."

"Ah..h

The terrible screams pierced the silence of the wilderness and soon dissipated into the dim sky, followed by the frightened screams of the woman, and finally to death.

Carlo looked at the fiery red light in his mind, representing the original sin of "rage", and smiled with satisfaction.

Mephitos used the so-called St. Van Gonza Pact to teach his ungodly rebel a cruel lesson, and he got Johnny's soul as he wished, and no one found out about his existence.

This ending is perfect, isn't it?

Who will be the winner? Murphytos or him, who knows...