Chapter 245: 29. Devil. Trading

"Suddenly"
The engine roar unique to heavy locomotives rang from far and near in the desolate desert, and two very cool locomotives galloped along the desert road.
These are two similarly dressed knights, wearing black cowboy hats, flight jackets, leather gloves, boots with spurs, both of them have large sunglasses, the one on the left holds a cigar, and the one on the right is a cigarette.
It looks handsome.
But to be honest, the relationship between the two people is actually very bad.
Anyone who faced someone who just beat himself up last night and almost killed himself will not be in a good mood.
"I said, do you have to follow?"
Saiber turned around and looked at Johnny, who was walking next to him, "You don't want to send your little girlfriend? She came back to New York alone today, don't you worry?"
"If you want to see me turn a plane into a fireball, I can actually send her."
The face under Johnny's sunglasses was uncomfortable, and he said coldly, "Thanks to you, I heard the voice in my ears last night...like a lunatic."
"Oh?"
Cyber ​​lowered his voice in a low voice, "I heard you and Rosanne have been having a fight all night, 7 times? You are so strong, man... I'm afraid you will burn the poor woman when you get excited. dead…"
"Fuck you!"
Johnny gestured fiercely towards Saber with a middle finger, and there was also a trace of unreasonable expression on his face, "Selena is very spicy, ha... small wild cat? Ha... quite interesting, you , I should call the police to catch you!"
"Damn it!"
Cyber ​​reached out and flicked the cigar at the corner of his mouth and said slowly, "We haven't done anything, I haven't done it yet... Speaking of it, what's going on with the blue flame? Can you control it?"
Hearing this problem, Johnny's expression became serious, he shook his head,
"That was the original holy flame of the vengeful spirit named Zatanos. At that moment last night, you woke it up a little bit from the deep fall, but unfortunately, I can’t control it, me and The syndication of the vengeful spirit has just begun, but also to prevent the rash soul from assimilating me, but I can feel that the vengeful spirit infested by the fire of is not without hope of recovery..."
"Yep?"
Cyber ​​said with a slight cough, "Cough, what should I do?"
Johnny's eyes turned to the distant desert, where the shadow of a ruin loomed, he whispered,
"The first step...get my soul first."
"Oh…"
There was a playful smile on the corner of Cyber's mouth, "No wonder you don't mention the matter of the San Van Gonzaga contract. You and I made an idea, exchange, right?"
Johnny was silent, but the silence itself was an answer, so Cyber ​​added another sentence,
"Then you are not afraid that the on earth is really built?"
The Ghost Rider's carrier turned to look at Cyber, and he shrugged,
"Borrow your words..."
"What does that have to do with me?"
Cyber ​​asked tentatively, he smiled and patted Johnny on the shoulder,
"Sure enough, you really are a hidden villain!"
"No! No! Not this sentence!"
Johnny said seriously,
"The spirits of revenge originally existed to eliminate the evil spirits that affect the world, so I would say, why should they be sent back to hell? If they come, they will be killed directly... isn't it better?"
Fifteen minutes later, the two locomotives stopped in front of the ruins of the small town of San Van Gonzale. Cyber ​​raised his sword and pulled out a slice. Seeing the mottled "enchant" on the surface of Sabre, Sabre's face Become gloomy.
Constantine lied to him... The enchantment on the knife he gave to Cyber ​​was a low-quality disposable product, and it was scrapped when he used it up. Cyber ​​thought that when he returned to New York, he should go to the guy to "talk". Row.
He inserted the war blade back into the black scabbard, carried it behind his back, and then reached out to remove a black bag from the back of the locomotive and carried it on his shoulders. The other half, Johnny took a bundle of chains from the locomotive and wrapped it diagonally. On his body, he picked up a black cavalry rifle from the locomotive again.
Cyber ​​curiously pulled the brim,
"Where did the old man go? Why didn't he come with him?"
"Click"
Johnny loaded the bullet, and he glanced at Cyber. "Carter was about to die soon. He said he was going to enjoy his last time. By the way, he said he didn't hate you. He said he understood your feelings and choices. , He is a really good person."
"Hey, good man! You have been cheated! You are still too tender, Johnny Blazer!"
Cyber ​​said with a sneer, "Do you really think that Carter Slay is telling the truth? What inheritance responsibility, what life will soon die? You've been scammed! The old man lived on the fire of for more than 200 years. , You can also control the fire of hell, you tell me, if it is not used to burn the soul, will it naturally escape?"
Johnny froze for a moment, and Cyber ​​carried the black bag and strode forward, while walking, said,
"Don't be stupid, the cunning old man can continue to live. Don't forget that he was a villain for corruption and crime 200 years ago. As long as he doesn't use the fire of hell, he can live another 200 years! At least! Thank you? Of course he has to thank me! I freed him from that dilemma!"
He glanced back at Johnny froze in place, taunting mercilessly,
"He just threw his mess to you, and you took it silly...Look at you, you simple heroes, when will you learn to doubt?... By the way, this is daytime, Can you be transformed in a while?"
A pair of tangled and sad eyes flashed under Johnny's sunglasses. He didn't seem to accept the news that Cartersley had deceived him, but in the end, he nodded.
"Although Zatanos is only a little awake, it is enough to support me to transform during the day, as long as it is not very long...no more than 30 minutes."
"it is good!"
Cyberfinger snapped his fingers, "Come on...let's face our destiny!"
He looked at Johnny, stretched his fist, and said softly, "For freedom!"
Johnny took a deep breath, fixed the cavalry gun on his belt, clenched his fists and touched Cyber, "For freedom!"
The ghost place of San Van Gonzalez at any time is a decay that will collapse at any time. Those undead imprisoned here hide in the dark and peek at the two living creatures who enter this place, but these cunning The gloomy undead did not dare to pounce on and attack the two men.
They are afraid...the breath from these two people seems to them like a natural enemy that is simply impossible to fight, the scorching and twisting that mortals cannot see, even if they are only close, they will make them feel numb... Uh, no, these guys have no scalp at all.
In short, they can only peep in the shadows, and in the deepest part of the town, where the darkness is shrouded, even the sun can’t shine in, the silver hair in the long black trench coat, meticulously combed, The old man holding the crystal skull cane stood there with his back to the two.
Looking at the winning ticket, it looks like a real ruthless character.
One of the rulers of hell, the great devil Mephisto, even if it is only a carrier carrying one thousandth of his power, is enough to set off a real disaster in this world.
"Oh, look, my soldiers and knights return with honor..."
Mephisto turned around, a glimmer of appreciation flashed in those dark red eyes, and he whispered, "In my long life, I have had many investment products...but you, you two, absolutely It is one of the best. I have smelled the contract... Come on, give it to me, I will give you everything you want... wait!"
When the old devil saw the black bag on his shoulder, he frowned in surprise.
"What did you bring him over for?"
Cyborg shook his hand and threw the black bag on his shoulder at the foot of Mephisto. What was just exposed was a cold body that had not lost its life. It was a pale witch heart. Demon, Blake Hart Mephisto who was taken away from the devil's heart.
His power has weakened to the extreme, and even the power to open his eyes is gone.
"I think you will miss him...after all, it's your own child."
Cyber ​​lowered his head and reached out to take off his sunglasses. He looked at Mephisto with the same eyes as ordinary people, with a calm smile in his eyes,
"After all, old men are old, right?"
Mephisto didn't put his gaze on his children at all. He just looked at Cyber's eyes with a mixture of surprise and doubt. His gloved fingers were held on the crystal skull scepter. Tight,
"You...you depend on yourself and control those eyes, ah, you can really surprise me, how many years have I never seen such a shocking thing?"
"Oh, I think you said that!"
After a flash of red light, Cyber's eyes turned into the same dark red as Mephisto, and around the eyes, a circle of magma-like light shone brightly, and he took out the saint with the red line from his pocket. Van Gogh’s contract, shaking in front of his eyes,
"You want it, right?"
Mephisto felt that something was wrong, he didn't realize the feeling that he could be manipulated by Cyber, which meant that Cyber ​​had not signed the contract at all, and there was a thick breath around his body. Entangled, he said quietly,
"Give it to me! That belongs to me!"
"Oh, it belongs to you?"
A doubtful expression flashed on Saiber's face very exaggeratedly, "Well...why are things that belong to you in my hands, hi Johnny, isn't this thing mine?"
Johnny shrugged and took off his sunglasses. He glanced at Mephisto playfully and nodded towards Cyber.
"Yes, I also think this thing belongs to you."
Cyber's fingers shook in the air and said to Mephisto,
"Look, I said it all, this is something that belongs to me... you want something that is mine, right? Then change it!"
When did the Big Devil suffer such humiliation in his long life?
He looked somberly on Johnny Brezer’s body,
"He's a lunatic, I can understand his crazy words, but you! Johnny Blazer, don't forget the contract we signed, you belong to me!"
"But your TM didn't do what you promised me!"
"boom"
The blue flame ignited violently on Johnny’s body, and the mad scorching breath made the entire San Van Gonzale’s undead scream. The black storm swept the surrounding sand, a sudden The sandstorms that appeared around the town's ruins.
The skull wrapped in the blue flame stretched out the flame-lit finger and pointed to the shocked Mephisto,
"You... deceived me! You... guilty!"
The hoarse voice seemed to come from hell. With a puff, the long sword came out of the sheath, and the magma-like ring of fire shone in Saber's eyes. A red flame entangled on his sword. It took only a few seconds for the sword to become A blazing flame blade.
"Mefisto, less pretend! In this world, at this time! You don't have an advantage!"
Cyber ​​lifted the scroll in the other hand, and his eyes grew colder,
"Swap! You take what you want, we get what we need, otherwise we don't mind letting you lose a precious carrier!"
His voice sounded deeper and deeper in this town,
"Or you can send some of your "collectibles" to see if you can take this thing from me... to be honest, I don't mind cutting off your claws more, but..."
Cyber ​​took a deep breath, and he calmly looked at the gloomy Mephisto,
"Everything can be resolved through negotiation, isn't it?"