Evening, Manhattan, New York, at the entrance of 177 Black Street.

"Mrs. Howlett, I've wanted to visit here for a long time."

Professor Charles Xavier and Emma Howlett stood together at the door of the Holy of Holies in New York, the brass door of the sanctuary slammed open, and the two young mages bowed their heads and invited them in.

"I understand Professor, there is pure heart and spiritual power lingering here, but it is very different from ours, and I was also very curious when I first learned about the Mystic Mage from James."

Emma wore long wavy golden hair, a blue-black full-body combat uniform, and the key parts of her chest, abdomen and back were wrapped in vibranium armor, which fit the curves and did not affect her movement in the slightest.

Even Professor Charles was rarely asked to wear the same style of combat gear today, although as far as he knew, the two of them only provided mental and spiritual energy assistance, and did not need to actually go to the "battlefield".

Charles, who put on his combat uniform for the first time, looked seriously around the hall of the Holy of Holies, full of curiosity about the strange utensils arranged here and the mysterious symbols and patterns painted on the walls, and he said with emotion:

"The complexity and vastness of psychic power is too elusive, just like that little girl, Jean Grey, her psychic power can form a telekinetic force to affect reality, and her body also contains substantial powerful energy, spanning the two major variant ability fields of energy type and mystical type. Talented! ”

At Emma's invitation, Charles did a check-up for Jean, and he suggested doing some psychic seals to make it easier for her to learn and master her powers, but Emma didn't accept them.

She insisted that the problem should be exposed and solved as soon as possible, and the Howlett family took this little girl's ability risk, even if Emma couldn't control it, there was James who could teach him personally.

The two were talking softly, and Master Matt of the Holy of Holies in New York walked down from the upper floor, followed by several middle-aged mages, each holding various magic weapons and other equipment in their hands.

"Lady Howlett, Professor Xavier, I have long admired the names of the two of you, and thank you for your help to Kama Taj."

Master Matt pinched his right hand and saluted, dealing with the Dimensional Demon God has always been the mission of the Secret Mage, and he didn't know that this extremely bold action was not planned by his own Supreme Mage.

"Mage doesn't have to be polite, let's go over here?"

Emma smiled in response, and she and Charles glanced at each other, and although they were generally aware of the whole plan, they didn't know much about the arcane mage's abilities.

Swish!

One of the mages held the suspension ring, casually sliced open a huge spark portal, and gestured sideways to the two.

Emma and Professor Charles looked across the portal, and James turned to look at the ochre-red peak, his eyes full of excitement as if the show was about to begin.

The Ancient One mage nodded reservedly at the group, greeted each other, and continued to turn around to look at the small town of St. Van Gonza, where Johnny Blazer had just galloped in with a flaming chariot.

Do you feel it too? The mages said that it would take days to deal with such dimensional lords, and that it would not take them overnight to wipe out their power. ”

Emma stood beside her husband and whispered about the ups and downs they had had had in the previous two days, James nodded, and then said:

"There is a plan to 'hunt' the so-called demon god, such a good opportunity cannot be missed, we need to intuitively understand the power of this level, that feeling I guess is related to mutants, but with Eric outside, you should be able to rest assured."

Boom boom.

The flaming Flame Motorcycle slowed down and slowly drove over the ruins of a town that had been deserted for at least a hundred and fifty years.

After Hellfire transforms Johnny into a Ghost Rider, the mad rage and the remnants of the elemental demon Zatanos will cause him to lose his mind to a certain extent, leaving only some simple sense of action and the vengeful spirit's instinct to punish evil.

This power doesn't belong to any of the lords of the Hell's Frontier, Hellfire comes from an entire Hell dimension, so Ghost Rider is Mephisto's bounty hunter, not a slave.

Bang, bang.

Ghost Rider rolled over, got out of the car, and from time to time raised puffs of smoke and smoke of his boots stepped on the gravel hill, and walked into the ruins of a church that had no roof at all.

All that was supposed to be the statue was a bare and broken pillar, and a slender roll of dark yellow contracts was placed on it.

"Whew! Whew"

The flames on the skull's skull died down, and Johnny Blazer's young, handsome face resurfaced, and he was holding on to the half-pole and gasping for air, his throat aching to the extreme.

Johnny smacked his mouth, gently picked up the contract, turned around to look, and rubbed his face suspiciously.

"This, this is considered to be obtained?"

He froze in place for a moment, muttering strangely.

The devil Mephisto found himself, took the life of his father Barton Blazer as bait, signed a contract in exchange for souls, and turned himself into such a hideous and terrifying ghost rider, and painstakingly sent him to obtain a precious and anomalous contract.

And it turned out to be such an easy way to complete the task?

"Could it be fake. Could it be that this devil has some other plot?"

Johnny took the contract scroll and looked at it carefully, holding the bottom of the scroll and slowly spreading it out.

It was a long contract full of names, with intricate patterns and obscure ancient handwriting that closely resembled the contract Mephisto had given him that night.

He looked at it slightly, there were at least a thousand names and surnames painted in black and red ink on the contract, and the ugly words that were crooked seemed to linger with a stream of black gas, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt bored and irritable.

Just as Johnny had completely unwrapped the contract, a gust of cold wind struck, and in the white moonlight, countless black gases rose from all corners of the town of St. Van Gonza.

Mephisto stood silently behind Johnny, his face sinking like stagnant water, as he had changed from his previous state of laughing and playing games from time to time.

"I didn't encounter any obstacles, I could even say that. Delivered to the eye. ”

For the first time, the wicked and cunning Devil Lord smelled that he was being calculated, and he watched Johnny turn around abruptly with the contract in his hand, instead of asking for the scroll directly.

"Do you know where this contract came from?"

Mephisto seemed to be revisiting the old place, and said to Johnny Blazer with nostalgia, and continued to talk without waiting for him to answer.

"There was once a traveler who came to the town of St. Van Gangasa, and when he saw that the town was poor and dilapidated, and the villagers were hungry, he generously gave them a paper bargain, and exchanged his soul for countless gold riches, when the first man to sign a contract dug up a lump of gold from under an old tree in his house."

"All the villagers scrambled to find the traveler and sign their names, and then they found that in every corner and every inch of the town of St. Van Gonza, a large amount of gold could be extracted from every corner of the town, Johnny, guess what they did?"

Johnny Blazer picked up the contract again, and each name on it had a completely different meaning again, and he didn't say anything but already had the answer in his heart.

"O human beings, they are greedy and evil by nature, and even though they are rich everywhere, they still kill each other until they have all the gold alone! That's why the taste of the human soul fascinates me so much."

The Hell Lord stepped forward with his cane, confidently grabbed the Saint Van Gangsa Contract, and said playfully:

"There's a self-righteous guy who has set up a game for old Mephisto, hehehe, a trap for hyenas, what will happen if he is stepped on by an elephant?"

"You promised me the soul of my father."

Johnny dodged Mephisto's chicken-pawed, dry palm, and instead of immediately handing the contract back to Him, Johnny looked at the cunning devil and shook his head with a sneer, and stomped his foot lightly.

"Look, there's it."

Young Johnny watched a familiar figure emerge from the ground, loosened his fingertips, and ran forward.

"Tsk. It's rude."

Mephisto picked up the fallen contract from the ground, and he looked at it for a moment, staring into the distance, no matter who gave him this great gift at this moment, he had committed the original sin of arrogance!

"This, this, Mephisto!"

Johnny looked at the ghostly and godless Barton Blazer, roaring Mephisto's name in resentment, and the fiery glow of hellfire appeared in his eyes.

"Look at what I'm doing, isn't your father right there, and you still expect me to give him a body out of thin air?"

Mephisto sneered in disgust, and he curled up the contract neatly, and pompously lifted it up with two fingers, stuffed it into his mouth, and pushed it little by little to the end, until he poked it into his throat.

Mumble! Swallow in one bite.

Rumble!

Johnny Blazer's head lit up with fire, and he took the form of Ghost Rider and pounced on Mephisto with great vigour.

"Ho! Johnny, you're probably the shortest-serving Ghost Rider! ”

Mephisto's thin old man's appearance became more and more strange, his body began to turn red, his body gradually elongated and grew, the surrounding space cracked through the cracks, and endless black-red flames poured into the unknown void.

The devil's bright red fingertips pierced black sharp nails, grabbed the Ghost Rider's flaming skull, and pulled it down, the raging hellfire was peeled away, and Johnny Blazer instantly turned back to his original state, as if all his strength had been drained, and he fell limply to the ground.

"If you hadn't had a contract, I wouldn't have been able to get Hellfire back if you didn't cooperate. Hahaha! You guys, haven't you come out yet! ”

Countless mirrors appeared, and a starfire spinning teleportation portal emerged from under Johnny Blazer, and Johnny who fell down was sent to an unknown location.

In the wilderness, above the ruins of the town of St. Van Gonza, the entire space emerges with pieces of glass-like transparent mirrors, and the scale is so large that it connects the heavens and the earth.

"Supreme Mage. Sure enough, it's you. ”

Swish!

The Ancient One mage stepped out of the teleportation portal and confronted the Hell Lord Mephisto in the mirror world of St. Van Gonzal's ruins.

(End of chapter)