"You ate it?"

Hallie watched Mason drain the magic fire from the crushing locomotive, and she said in surprise, and at the same time sighed that her little sweetheart, Mr. K, was so powerful.

She was completely unaware of the profound meaning behind this seemingly ordinary thing.

Mason wasn't at peace at this point.

His Artisan Demon Fire originated from an adventurous attempt by Zakkang, a "gift" obtained from Lord Destiny through the curse of the Stars, and represents a trace of power traits from the Godhead Devil.

However, the demonic vehicles of the Wasteland Locomotive Party in front of them are some kind of "holy relics" left in the ruins by the evil ghost riders from this world.

The two actually come from the same source.

This speaks volumes about the true identity of the Hidden Destiny, and Mason knows a lot about the origins of the various versions of Ghost Rider.

Let's just say that of course he admires the Lord the most, followed by Logan, and the third place may be Spider-Man, but if you go further back, then the strongest contender for the fourth place of Wonder Woman is the coquettish man who rides a motorcycle across heaven and hell.

That's right, it's Nicolas Cage. Ahem, I mean the man named Johnny Blazer. After all, who can refuse a mad, immortal and tragic Burning Skull biker?

He can still urinate and burn a city!

That's pretty cool, right?

"Well, if it was just pure curiosity and exploration, then it seems that we really need to go around the base camp of the Ghost Riders."

Mason stood up, and instead of absorbing the flames from the remaining dozen or so shattered demonized locomotives, Mason took out the egg of the hapless Phoenix Fawkes and handed it to Harley, allowing Harley to hold it to absorb the magical flames.

This unlucky phoenix's previous appearance was too tragic, and the shame of being dropped by Sister Ka made it desperate to complete Nirvana rebirth again.

These flames are what it needs so much right now.

"Logan, you're here anyway."

Mason looked at the spider car behind him and the old wolf sitting in the main driver, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes, worthy of being his second admired man.

Although he has fallen into the bad situation in front of him and has to pay in installments even to buy a bottle of water, he will still not be absent when someone needs him.

"I'm here to take you back, Mason, don't go any further."

Logan persuaded:

"The boss of the Ghost Riders is not one of these rookies, and it is not his own little brothers who have formed a blood feud with the Hulk Gang, no matter what Ghost Rider has left here, it has been completely controlled by the man who calls himself 'Hell Knight'.

You are here to find the origin of your life, not to make enemies here. ”

"No, there will be no grudges."

Mason stretched out his five fingers, and the burning magic fire covered his palms like candles, and he said:

"I'm really going to choose a successor to the legacy of the Ghost Knight here, I don't think it's the so-called Hell Knight, I'm just going to get what I deserve.

Rest assured, Logan, there will be no danger.

But can you please help me with the formation? I'm a little more relieved to have Hallie with you. ”

"I'm going with you!"

Hallie pouted and shook her body coquettishly and said:

"I can help you with a bomb! Lady Martha has improved the recipe for the clown gas, and it's deadly now, and I carry it with me. ”

"Obedient."

Mason touched Hallie's face and said:

"I don't want to see your face burned, and if you're an ugly bastard, I'm going to run away."

"Hush."

Hallie snorted, threw a piece of gum into her mouth and reluctantly sat in the passenger seat of the spider car, and then she saw Mason pinning Fox's egg in front of the jet bike, as if he had made himself a "shield".

Putting on his safety helmet, Mason honked his horn twice and rushed towards the Ghost Riders' base camp in the ruins of San Francisco.

This wave of active storming of the tower soon caused a counterattack from the Ghost Riders.

Tons of bikes of all sizes rushed out of the ruins with the screaming doomsday punk riders, shouting foul language and chasing Mason with symbolic chains in their hands.

They want to have a "wasteland rush" with Mason on their turf.

The attack patterns of these guys are interesting.

They kept speeding up the locomotive, causing the demonic fire burning on the wheels to ignite, and then "ignited" the chains in their hands, causing them to turn into demonic objects and slammed them towards Mason.

Those chains would continue to stretch like a whip of fire, but this faint demonized Mason didn't even look at it, too lazy to take care of it.

When the chains are close to the coquettish motorcycles, the flames will be sucked away by the phoenix eggs in an instant, and even the riders with the motorcycles will be affected, and the magic fire given to them will be quickly extinguished along the absorption of the phoenix eggs.

It's like a walking "light out".

But everywhere Mason went, the riders of the Ghost Rider Gang who relied on vehicles to show off their might were dumbfounded, and even if this group of fierce people barely caught up with the flying motorcycles with excellent riding skills, Mason also had a hand-to-hand weapon.

Kevin, the ooze monster attached to him, would always conjure up a big fist and send them two punches in the roar of these "ghost-fire middle-aged".

Kevin, who absorbed the body of Wonder Woman's clay puppet twice, is now terrible, and the punch broke the speed of sound, and these ordinary people would have to die in one fell swoop.

The bad-hearted Mason also took these ghostfire riders around the ruins a few times, and within twenty minutes, the powerful ghostrider gang was killed at least a third of the elite.

This terrible rate of attrition frightened the rest of the people.

These bastards, who had gathered together by violence, had no faith to speak of, and they were afraid of Mason's power to "extinguish the fire" and quickly dispersed.

This made the phoenix egg who was set up in front of the flying motorcycle very dissatisfied.

It hummed to Mason to indicate that he hadn't eaten at all, and told him to catch up and eat all those delicious magical flames!

"Keep your appetite! Cutie. ”

Mason threw the Flying Motorcycle in place and rushed to the base camp of the Ghost Riders, and he calmed the restless Phoenix Egg and said:

"I'll give you something to eat."

"Boom"

The door of the only huge building in San Francisco's ruins that was still "intact" was shattered open by a missile, and the blue motorcycle rushed into the cult-like hall in front of it in a cloud of smoke.

A large group of men and women who were holding an "uncovered meeting" rushed over with their pants lifted, chains grabbed and roared.

Mason covered his eyes and scolded:

"Open YP, huh? Rounds! Bastard, male left, female right! It's all set up for me! ”

Of course, it was impossible to make him melee combat, so he threw his hand at the ooze monster, and after Kevin landed, an explosion split himself into three pieces, transforming into the batsuit master, the classic super, and the wonder woman Diana.

These are the three guys who can play melee in Kevin's memory, and in the shouting of hula la, the "Big Three" became Mason's "strikers" and began to fight with the minions of the Ghost Rider Gang.

Mason, who was well protected by Kevin, didn't take the time to pay attention to the brawl around him, his eyes were now focused on the Harley-Davidson in the center of the hall in front of him, which was placed on a "black altar".

Mason wasn't a biker and his knowledge of motorcycles was limited.

But he recognized the car in front of him at a glance, Harley V22, which is the classic car of Ghost Rider Nicolas Cage, but the state of this car at this time is a little "weird".

It is quite shabby on its own.

It's like having spent an unpleasant time in a junkyard and getting it back out, being repaired as much as possible by a bunch of rough guys, resulting in a strange husk.

It was housed on a decent but flawed "altar", with skulls piled up under two wheels, all of which were human skulls.

This is clearly the final destination of the wasteland dwellers hunted by the Ghostriders, a group of bastards.

Vast expanses of demonic fire surround the skull altar, burning like lit candles from the skeletal eye sockets, and many wasteland locomotives are parked in the "ring paths" set up around it.

When necessary, their riders will ride these locomotives through the loop to get close to the altar, allowing the demonic fire of the evil locomotives to attach to the other locomotives.

It's like a very weird cult ritual.

"Those skulls are completely useless except for decoration."

The hat on Mason's head said in a disgusted tone:

"These locomotive maniacs have made the wrong ritual, in fact they don't have any professional means to complete the channeling, these killings are meaningless cult practices.

Ruin this place, Mason!

It's uncomfortable. ”

"Am I supposed to say, welcome to the wasteland?"

Mason sighed, his eyes full of disgust, and he pulled out a few engineering grenades and threw them over, shattering the uncomfortable altar and skull, but the evil spirit locomotive was unscathed in the explosion.

A tall man dressed in a bizarre wasteland motorcycle outfit is alarmed by the explosion, and he rushes out from the height, followed by several bare-ass women dressed in bewitching clothes.

"Provocateur! The blood of Ghost Rider will send you to hell! ”

The crazy man roared and jumped from a great height, and it was surprising that the evil spirit motorcycle actually took the initiative to start, speeding up the wall and catching this guy in the air.

Then, under Mason's gaze, a large amount of demonic fire poured up from the locomotive and covered the man's body, so that he could turn into a burning skeleton rider like a ghost rider.

"I'm a Knight of Hell!"

He frantically swung his flaming chains at Mason, and he roared:

"I am the King of the Wasteland! I am the Messiah of the slay! My Father is announcing to me, let me have your head! Death! ”

"This hanger is crazy."

Mason pursed his lips, not dodging, letting the chains smash over.

As before, the burning object was quickly sucked away from the flames when it approached the phoenix egg, and when it smashed in front of Mason, only the bare iron rope was left and Mason grabbed it.

"Imposter!"

He sarcastically said:

"Why don't you see how the real magic fire works?"

Then the magic fire manipulation was activated, and although the skill of the craftsman alone was completely unusable in combat, it was still easy to melt such a shoddy chain.

The scorching demonic fire crawled and sprinted towards the other party along the molten chains, and the same fire from Lord Destiny was immediately sensed by the flaming locomotive in front of it.

The latter is as if you have seen something familiar.

Not only did he immediately stop the wild sprint towards Mason, but instead swayed on the spot, throwing his "Hell Knight" out in the angry dragon tail.

The "Hell Knight", who was about to harness the "Ancestral Relic" and slaughter the invaders, was thrown out, and all the flames on his body were extinguished.

He fell to the ground in embarrassment.

I saw the magic fire burning in Mason's hand, and I didn't know which tendon was wrong, and the guy who couldn't judge his mental state at all actually knelt on the ground with a pop.

He shouted frantically to Mason as if he were worshipping:

"Ahh O my Father, thou hast at last mercy this doomsday wasteland returned to thy hell on earth, and will lead us to the mountain of the undying to receive the glory of the Ring of Fire."

"Boom"

Before the gibberish roar was finished, the walls around the hall shattered in a violent collision.

The screaming Harry's spider cart rushed out like a chariot, and a forklift-like obstacle avoidance device popped out in front of it, running over it all the way and crashing into the nerve-wracking Ghost Rider Boss.

Poor "Killing Messiah" didn't even finish his own Hell Bible before he was knocked head-on and flew out.

The sharp shovel severed his neck, and as Mason watched speechlessly, the head spun around several times before landing precisely in front of the burning Hellbike.

Its dead eyes shone with the horror of death, and in the next moment it was crushed into ashes by the burning wheels, and the burning skulls flew out and smashed on the central altar, scattering the skulls of the innocents.

It's like the final chapter of a hilarious and laughable wasteland joke.

This scene completely broke the morale of the Ghost Riders.

The screaming bastards screamed and scattered, and Kevin, who hit the head, tried to chase after him but was called back by Mason, and these creatures who had fallen into savage were no longer in the weather.

Let them be.

He stood in front of his flying motorcycle, watched the "unmanned" combustion locomotive in front of him slowly approach him, and finally stopped three meters in front of him.

The car is still burning.

Like every burning breath it takes, it seems to have its own consciousness scrutinizing Mason in front of it.

"Johnny, who loves cars like his life, why did he leave your little baby here?"

Mason picked up the phoenix egg and approached the locomotive, and under the protection of the phoenix egg's "powerful flame absorption", he reached out and put it on the handle of the evil spirit locomotive, which made the locomotive's engine roar, and it seemed that he could turn the locomotive around and kill Mason in the next second.

But it didn't end up doing that.

After a second, the information tab pops up:

Johnny Blazer's Evil Motorcycle

Vehicle Quality: Epic Engineering/Inscription/Enchanted Creation: Immortal Craft [Broken Body, Resulting in Quality Degradation]

Vehicle Traits: Source of Fire, Will of Hell, Rider Adaptation, Unowned

Vehicle Effects: Not viewable without permission

Maker: Johnny Blazer/Zatanos

Item description: Poor little baby has lost its owner, but perhaps it can't understand that it is abandoned, and it needs a kind mechanic to soothe its dazed and fragile heart and help it repair its badly damaged body.

Prompt!

Perfect repair of this item requires Lv7 Engineering, Illumination Lv7, and Enchantment Lv7.

"You want me to take you to Johnny? You know I've always met him. ”

Stroking the badly damaged handlebars of the motorcycle, Mason said:

"Okay, I promise you, I'll fix you, but can you let me ride you until I find Johnny?"

"Buzz"

The engine made a more irritable sound, as if to reprimand Mason's impudence, how could a motorcycle as loyal as it could ride like those bewitching sluts?

That mad Hellknight, he was able to ride because he was a descendant of Johnny.

But the engine was running at high speed, causing it to fall off with a clatter, and a piece of it hit the ground, an embarrassing scene that silenced Mason and Ghost Motorcycle at the same time.

After a few moments, the Evil Motorcycle sighed, and shrunk its body a few times in the flames to fit Mason's "slender" size.

This is the default that Mason can ride it until Johnny is found.

But this is not without conditions.

Mason had to fix it, and that bad look was unseemly for a self-respecting Evil Moto.

"Cool."

The hat on Mason's head said faintly:

"It was so sick that I should have told it that some reliable-looking young man had promised to sew me up, but it had only barely been sewn so far.

Alas, it is not human. ”

"Hehe, hat, shut up!"

(End of chapter)