Chapter 1016: The whereabouts of the Saint Vanganza contract, the old man carrying a shovel

Chapter 1016: The whereabouts of the Saint Vanganza contract, the old man carrying a shovel

"I'll ask again, where is the contract with Saint Vanganza?" Wu Xinmo looked at the only living bishop in the church, and a hideous smile appeared on his pale face.

"I don't know what you are talking about." The bishop clutched the golden cross hanging around his neck tightly and pretended to be calm, but his legs involuntarily stepped back.

"Don't try to lie to me. You've guarded it and kept it secret for years."

"I vow not to let the likes of you find it."

"Oath?" Wu Xinmo smiled playfully, "So you do know where the Saint Vanganza Contract is."

"As the old saying goes, never raise a tiger and bring disaster upon yourself. My father fell into his trap when he raised me."

The bishop swallowed, raised the cross tremblingly, and muttered something.

A white light appeared on the surface of the cross, forming a thin barrier to protect him.

The bishop felt the warmth of the light again and breathed a sigh of relief.

In this age when miracles are rare, professional exorcists are few and far between, but they still exist, and he happens to know one or two tricks.

"Devil, the Lord will definitely punish you."

"Naive, it seems you don't plan to tell it anymore." Wu Xinmo smiled disdainfully, then strode to the barrier and exerted force with his palm.

Click!

The barrier that the bishop had placed high hopes on was shattered in an instant, and he himself was lifted into the air by the Witch Heart Demon.

"Your magic power is not enough to deal with third-rate demons. Who do you think I am?"

Ahhh——

Part of his illusory soul was extracted by the Witch Heart Demon, and the corrosive aura infected him, causing him to wail in agony.

Wu Xinmo let go of his hand, and the bishop fell heavily to the ground.

"Feel that? I can pull your soul out.

No matter how devoted you are to your Lord, you will not have a chance to go to heaven."

The bishop was so frightened that he trembled all over, but he suppressed his fear and did not beg for mercy.

"You haven't told me yet? Are you still counting on your Lord to save you?" Wu Xinmo looked up at the Sacred Heart of Jesus behind the bishop and waved to his men.

"I'll do it." The wind demon in the shape of a homeless man laughed and turned into a gust of wind that knocked down the statue and tore it into pieces.

"Oh God!"

The bishop broke down and fell to his knees in despair.

"I'll tell you a secret." Wu Xinmo leaned close to the bishop's ear, "The God you most respect left this universe thousands of years ago and gave up on you believers."

"No way, don't try to fool me."

"I really didn't lie to you. This is a fact known to everyone in hell." Wu Xinmo sneered with pity, "The most powerful angel in the universe, Lucifer, the son of God, is the devil king in hell. Even my father has to respect him.

By the way, the three demons behind me are the fallen angels who followed him in his rebellion against heaven."

"Michael is not a good guy." The water demon snorted coldly, "We were exiled by him, but he has not been recognized by heaven. He is just acting as God."

"Did you hear that?

Now tell me the whereabouts of the Saint Vanganza Contract, and I can spare your life." Wu Xinmo's eyes glowed red, and his voice was full of temptation.

The bishop, whose faith was shaken, burst into tears, and the cross in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. "The St. Van Gonza Covenant... is in the church cemetery, kept by the gravekeeper Carter Slay."

"So that's how it is." A hint of joy flashed in Wu Xinmo's eyes, and then he put his hand on the bishop's shoulder, "Since I already know the whereabouts of the contract, I will give you a quick death."

"Uh..."

The bishop's eyes widened in pain, and his body and face turned gray and black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Boom boom boom...

The roar of a motorcycle suddenly sounded at the door of the church, and Ghost Rider strode in.

He pointed a finger at the Witch Heart Demon, his finger bones emitting red hellfire, "Go back to hell."

Wu Xinmo shook his head slightly and let go of the bishop with a withered soul, "Fengmo, you go and try him?"

"Me?" Feng Mo pointed at himself blankly, feeling as if the words "cannon fodder" were written on his head.

There is the super magic circle of Kamar-Taj on Earth, so he can't exert his full strength.

Ghost Rider is Mephisto's right-hand man. He must be confident in his strength to send Ghost Rider to hunt them down.

"What are you afraid of?

You are the wind, can he catch the wind? "

Hearing this, Fengmo suddenly became confident and turned into a ball of black smoke and rushed forward.

boom!

Ghost Rider flew backwards, creating spider-web-like cracks on the church wall.

"Hahaha! Knight, is this all you have?

Perhaps you should join us, and once we get the contract, you will be able to thrive in this new hell."

Ghost Rider completely ignored Feng Mo's advice, but strode up to him, grabbed his collar, and lifted him into the air.

"It's time to clear the air."

Ghost Rider looked into Wind Demon's eyes, but before he could activate the Eye of Judgment, Wind Demon turned into invisible wind and escaped from his palm.

"Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Can you catch the wind?" Feng Mofei laughed sarcastically in the air.

Ghost Rider seemed to realize that the Eye of Judgment was ineffective against the Wind Demon, so he simply took off the chain on his shoulders and enchanted it with Hellfire.

Wow!

The red chain burning with flames was whipped towards Feng Mo and passed through his body without any hindrance.

The hellfire could indeed hurt him, but the elemental wind allowed him to maximize his dodge value, allowing him to easily avoid the chains.

But the next moment, Fengmo felt despair.

The Ghost Rider was seen spinning the chains rapidly, creating a vortex of fire in the air with the fire of hell.

And his swirling wind was like a small boat in the sea, being uncontrollably sucked into the whirlpool.

"Do not..."

Feng Mo was unable to break free from the gravity of the whirlpool and shouted in shock and anger.

The black wind turned into a blurry human face and looked at Wu Xinmo, "Save me, save me..."

The Witch Heart Demon, the Water Demon and the Earth Demon exchanged glances and almost simultaneously turned into darkness and dissipated.

Feng Mo was bewildered, with endless regret spreading in his heart.

If I had known you were so unreliable, I would never have gotten involved in this mess.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The Ghost Rider grinned and increased his strength, causing the vortex of red flames to expand.

The real body of Feng Mo let out a heart-wrenching wail in the hellfire, and its demonized body burned as fast as paper, eventually turning into black ashes and dissipating.

After killing the Wind Demon, Ghost Rider immediately left the church and rode on the Soul Chariot to chase the Witch Demon, Earth Demon, and Water Demon.

......

The next day.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning appeared on the horizon, and Johnny Blaze, who had turned into a normal person, crawled to a tombstone in a daze.

click!

The shovel suddenly stuck into the ground in front of him, and Johnny subconsciously looked up.

A cool looking old man with white hair dressed like a cowboy stands with his back to the sun, his figure looking extremely tall.

"Morning, dead bones."

"Where is this?"

"The cemetery of St. Michael's Cathedral." The old man said and threw a bottle of water to Johnny.

"Thank you!" Johnny sat up immediately after seeing the water, opened the bottle cap and drank it all in one gulp, "Phew...I feel much better. Thank you for the water."

"You've transformed too frequently. You'll soon get used to the feeling of smoke coming out of your throat." The old man shrugged and said with the tone of a veteran.

Johnny's eyes glared, "Who are you?"

"The question is, who are you?" The old man said with a half-smile, "You are a knight, the legendary Ghost Rider.

Get used to it as soon as possible, it will be easier, otherwise there is a cemetery here for you."

Johnny looked at him in surprise and turned to push his Harley motorcycle which had been restored to normal.

"They've seen you. If you want to survive, you need my help." The old man said to him slowly.

"The last time I asked a stranger to help me, it didn't turn out well." Johnny said with a grim expression. The last time was when he signed the contract with Mephisto. "I don't want to happen again."

"You can't escape this. This day is destined to come when you sign the contract."

Hearing this, Johnny stopped his motorcycle.

He turned around and stared closely at the old man carrying the shovel. "What do you know?"

"Congratulations." The old man raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You who were desperate finally have some chance."

"Come in with me! This is a rather long story."

"Um..." A strange voice suddenly sounded on the side of the road. Aaron waved to the two of them in a friendly manner with his backpack on his back. "I prefer listening to stories. Do you mind having another listener?"

How can I put it? Ghost Rider can really run!

Aaron opened a common vision with the thought entity yesterday and kept in touch at all times. He packed up all the equipment including holy water and exorcism bullets. Abe packed his bags and rode the motorcycle he bought for one thousand dollars. He used Gaius compass to search for the cemetery for an entire night before he finally found it.

Although the compass has been put away, anyone with eyes can tell who the Ghost Rider is.

The iconic leather jacket, leather boots, and cool Harley motorcycle, you know without hesitation that it won’t be the old man carrying a shovel.

However, this old man seems to know Ghost Rider very well, and he is probably not an easy person to deal with.

Just as the old man was about to refuse, Johnny's pupils suddenly widened and he looked at Aaron in disbelief, "Is it you?"

"Do you know him?" the old man asked in surprise.

“Uh…He’s the guy Mephisto asked me to find.

No, after confirmation, it's not him." Johnny explained incoherently, "All in all, he is the one who impressed me the most.

There is not a trace of sin in his soul. Either he was an angel in his previous life, or he is an angel. "

"It seems you still remember!" Aaron snorted coldly, completely putting himself into the role of Gaius, "I said, I won't let that matter go.

Do you know how much you owe me?"

Johnny was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Do I owe you anything?"

“That motorcycle is a top-level alchemical tool that I spent a lot of resources to modify. It is convenient, powerful, advanced, and cool.

It was my pride, the pinnacle of my life, and it brought me more than three years of happiness. But you destroyed it all that night."

Johnny: ...

That was done by Ghost Rider, what does it have to do with me, Johnny Blaze?

Johnny thought so in his heart, but as a man who dared to resist the devil, he still had to have some dignity, "Sorry.

If I say that was not my intention, would you believe me? "

"Believe it, but if your car is destroyed by a stranger who has nothing better to do without any reason or cause... can you bear it? Can you swallow that anger?"

"I..."

"If you dare to say you can, I will immediately dismantle your Harley.

But you still have to pay back what you owe me.

I couldn't beat you that night because I wasn't prepared, but that doesn't mean I don't have a way."

Johnny's expression froze and he was speechless.

“Uh…I’ll pay it back, but not now.

I have something very important to do.”

"I understand, that's why I didn't put a gun to your head." Aaron shrugged, turned his head to look at the old man and asked again: "You don't mind having another listener, right?

I am a fortune teller and may know some information that you don’t know.”

"Don't mind." The old man laughed and took Aaron and Johnny into the room.

The three of them sat around a wooden table. Aaron took Abe out of the bag and pretended to listen to the class seriously.

At the same time, he reminded Abei in Dragon Language, asking this Sequence 7 psychologist to pay close attention to the old man's expression to prevent him from lying.

“The War Police are the demon’s bounty hunters, sent to hunt down evil spirits that have escaped from Hell.

During the day you are normal, but at night, evil reveals itself and you become Ghost Rider.

The Ghost Rider's most powerful ultimate weapon is the Eye of Judgment, which can burn the souls of evildoers. All knights have those eyes. "

"You said all? Isn't there just one Ghost Rider?" Aaron asked with interest. If there was more than just Johnny Blaze, he might be able to change the target and reduce the difficulty of the mission.

"Of course he is not the only one, but the most recent one was one hundred and fifty years ago."

Aaron:......

Johnny Blaze is pretty good, too.

"In a small village in San Vanganza, a nice village with nice villagers.

Until a stranger came and made a pact with the villagers, driven by greed, they betrayed each other until the whole village was drowned in blood and their souls were trapped in that remote corner forever."

"What does this have to do with the Witch Heart Demon?" Johnny asked.

"Wu Xinmo?" The old man paused and said solemnly, "He sent you to chase Wu Xinmo?"

“There are others.

There were about three of them, and I killed one of them.”

“The Exiled Demon, a fallen angel cast out of heaven by Saint Michael.

They hid among the elements, waiting for the end of the world.”

"That's the past," Aaron interjected with a chuckle. "Now the situation has changed."

"What do you know?" the old man asked curiously, "Tell me about it."

"The fortune teller's prediction." Aaron pretended to be a mysterious charlatan, "The son of hell will leave hell to find the contract with Saint Vanganza. The gate of hell will open because of him, and the devil will come to the world, but heaven will not remain indifferent.

How about it? Isn’t this prophecy exciting enough? "