Isn't it?

Zhang Chen wanted to say something very much, but considering that death might turn his face, he explained: "So many fallen souls, I thought you would be interested. ”

Death spread out the contract of St. Van Gonza, and suddenly the entire cemetery was overcast, and even the sun was blocked.

The grave keeper who was kicked away by Zhang Chen suddenly stood up, and the flames on his body were ignited again, ready to make a hard wave.

Although Johnny on the side didn't figure out the situation, he pondered that Death didn't look like a good person, and he had become a ghost rider.

"Vengeful spirits?"

Death looks exactly the same as when Zhang Chen first met, it is also a skeleton, well, everyone present, Zhang Chen is like a person, ah no, he is originally a human.

Although Death recognizes the identity of the Ghost Rider, he does not seem to be interested in them, but instead is interested in the spirits that come from afar.

The St. Van Gonza Pact should have been most appropriately used in the small town of St. Van Gonza, after all, the souls are there, but what is the existence of death, it can naturally be taken away.

The Ghost Riders wanted to stop death, but in the face of dimensional crushing, they could only stand on the spot, and because only skull heads were left, it was difficult to even show a struggling expression.

One by one, the filthy souls roared towards death, but in the end, they sank into the body of death like a swallow returning to its nest.

The body of death is nothing but her incarnation, she represents death in itself, and the soul should have been kept by her.

"Very nice soul, very high quality."

Death is very satisfied, the town of St. Van Gonza is the kind of pure Christian town that believes in God, just like angels will become fallen angels after they fall, and the same kind of pure believers who believe in God once they fall, it is more pure and dark than the fallen souls of ordinary people.

"Let me introduce you to this goddess of death, the embodiment of death, not the kind of helllord."

The dark clouds dissipated, the sun returned, and Zhang Chen motioned for death to untie them.

Although death didn't know what Zhang Chen wanted to do, he still did it.

"Death?"

The two Ghost Riders looked at each other, a little embarrassed, they really didn't know each other.

However, seeing that Death had no intention of destroying the world after absorbing the Saint Van Gonza Contract, the sun was still rising, and the grave keeper spoke, "What do you want to do?" ”

Zhang Chen glanced at the old man appreciatively, simply!

"I want to kill Mephisto and kill him."

Zhang Chen was also very crisp.

"It can't be! In reality, Mephisto is just a doppelganger, and his body is in hell. ”

The Grave Keeper is a veteran Ghost Rider who may not know anything about death, but he knows Mephisto well.

"So we need to go to hell."

Death instantly became clear, although she was the embodiment of death, but because of the rules, she couldn't do it herself, so she always lured others everywhere to cause killing, and said: "Very good idea, those evil spirits in hell should have been purified a long time ago." ”

One thing to say, compared to the death next door, it is the destination of all souls, Marvel's death is a little aggrieved, heaven and hell like to use the soul of the earth to expand their dimension, completely treating these souls as consumables, not her share at all, although she herself represents the death of the soul, but this feels really unpleasant.

It's no wonder that DC's death is so Buddhist, after all, their souls, whether they go to heaven or hell, eventually come over honestly.

The two were confused, but when they heard that they were going to hell to get Mephisto, the two of them immediately expressed their willingness to help, one because their father was killed in a pit, and the other because Mephisto had always used himself as a tool man and did not pay his salary, which was even more black-hearted than a capitalist.

Death didn't stay long, both sides treated each other as tool people, and after absorbing all the souls of the small town of San Van Gonza, they also decisively flashed, presumably to assimilate the death of this world, although this is a small universe, but it is also a profit for death.

Zhang Chen sometimes wonders, how does death fight for control of death in another universe, could it be the kind of two deaths who tear their clothes and tear their hair?

Considering that the death was a skeleton and no hair, it was estimated that the clothes had to be torn.

Shaking his head, he dissipated the scene of the two female skeletons tearing their clothes in his mind, which was simply uninteresting.

Seriously, death is just the embodiment of the concept, and it will only merge with each other, but in general, death in the world of Avengers should occupy most of the dominance.

Inform Johnny of the method of expelling the spirit of revenge, Johnny said on the spot that he wanted to try, and Zhang Chen also met the other party's request, using the space gem to take the two to the South Pole, at this time this is the polar night, there is no sun at all, which can make them soar.

That's right, although the old ghost rider can only perform one last time, he doesn't want the vengeful spirit on his body, and he also participates in this drag racing competition.

Flaming motorcycles and flaming horses gallop over Antarctica, leaving behind a series of wheel marks and hooves.

Zhang Chen didn't keep up, theoretically after their speed soared to the limit, they entered another dimension, so Zhang Chen only needed to pay attention to the location of that dimension to enter.

Soon, as the two of them accelerated, the ghost-faced motorcycle and the hell horse disappeared from Zhang Chen's field of vision, and he couldn't even see the starry flames, and all that came into view was the dark polar night of Antarctica.

The scene around them was rapidly receding around Johnny, and the Ghost Rider was able to gallop on any terrain, whether it was above the water or a 90° vertical wall, everything was a road in front of them.

In a trance, Johnny's eyes lit up, and all he saw was burning hellish magma, Johnny was overjoyed, and glanced at the original Ghost Rider, knowing that the man might not really lie to them, and twisted the handrail: "Can you still keep up?" ”

"Then try!"

The skull head let out a piercing laugh, the first Ghost Rider flicked the reins, the Hellhorse neighed, and its hooves flew in no way inferior to the Ghostface.

In their galloping form, they couldn't see their surroundings clearly, and they didn't even know that behind them, countless demons were chasing them.

Ghost Rider is Mephisto's thug, specializing in collecting souls for Mephisto, just as DC's Zakang is hated by demons, and Ghost Riders also enjoy this treatment, and they are eager to eat them alive one by one.

It's a pity that they can't catch up with the Ghost Riders who don't care about speeding up, and even Johnny doesn't know that he killed several demons.

Now he only felt that his face was being shaved up, and he even faintly felt that his skeletal face was falling off.

This is not an illusion, as the skull's face shatters and falls off, the face that originally belonged to him is revealed, and the spirit of revenge is falling off with him.

Although the pain on his face was unbearable, being a monster made him more painful than this pain, and the two Ghost Riders roared and roared to reduce the pain, while speeding up frantically and galloping through hell.

And as the last bit of the attached spirit of revenge was thrown out by them, the breath of the two humans was immediately rejected by hell, and the passage of hell was instantly opened, and they crossed out of hell and returned to the South Pole.

"Are you alright?"

Zhang Chen put away the two vengeful spirits and showed a kind smile.