29. Freedom Day

"click"

The creepy sound of bones breaking resounded in the night.

A few seconds later, the Ghost Rider kicked the chained Demon King Beret, and then stood up holding a broken black devil horn.

The surface of the thing was still stained with blood, and it looked quite hideous.

"I'll see you off."

Johnny raised his hand, and the devil's horn was thrown towards Clark.

The latter took it in his hand, he looked at Ghost Rider suspiciously, and said:

"Why do I want this thing? If I take it home like this, it will be thrown away by Louise. She doesn't like this kind of non-mainstream decoration."

Ghost Rider has already stepped onto his burning heavy motorcycle.

Hearing what Superman said, his flaming skull deflected back 180°, and said to Superman in this weird gesture:

"The devil's horn is a good thing, especially since it comes from a high-ranking devil. You definitely won't need it yourself. Those ghosts and ghosts will instinctively stay as far away from you as possible, but it's still good to use it to make a few talismans for your family."

"The battle for the king of hell has begun, and things like hell invasions will become very frequent in the future."

Johnny twisted the handlebar, and amidst the low engine sound, he grinned with a very warm smile, and he said:

"No matter how powerful you are, you will have no skills at all, so you have to care more about your family, right? Only a man with a family is perfect."

"Find a non-skilled magician to deal with this thing, and your family will have an extra layer of protection. In short, it will be your reward for helping this time."

Hearing Ghost Rider's persuasion, Superman glanced down at the devil's horn exuding black luster in his hand, and then put it away.

"hum"

The low engine sound sounded again, like a giant beast roaring in the night.

The scorching flames spewed out from the exhaust pipe of the locomotive. During the movement of twisting the handle, Johnny shouted again:

"Oh, by the way, Clark, if you want to meet Merlin, you can also go to St. Matthew's Church in three days' time."

"Well, do you have to make an appointment in advance even when old friends meet?"

Superman moved his hands, and he complained:

"Merlin's airs are getting bigger and bigger."

"It's not his fault."

Johnny's locomotive was dragging a tied up and seriously injured Hell Demon Lord. With the scream of the Demon Lord, the locomotive circled around Superman.

Ghost Rider said:

"He doesn't want to 'smuggle', and he doesn't want you to go to hell to see him. It will take time to report the border crossing to Kama Taj..."

"You know, we are all rule-abiding people, so you have to understand your friends once in a while."

A strange smile appeared on the face of the burning skeleton, and he said:

"You may not understand, Clark."

"But in fact, you and Merlin have met each other a long time ago... Hahaha, okay, let's not talk, I'm leaving, you go home quickly, good man."

After speaking, Ghost Rider put the burning phalanx into his mouth and whistled sharply.

Amidst the roar of the locomotive engine, he dragged the seriously injured and struggling Demon King Beret all the way to the rock wall at the end of the valley.

The speed of the burning locomotive was getting faster and faster, drawing a bright line of fire on the blood-stained ground.

Amidst the crazy laughter of the skeleton, and under Clark's gaze, a dark red gate of hell opened in front of Ghost Rider like a swirling vortex of light.

The crazy knight didn't slow down at all, the hellfire on his body was pulled backward by the strong wind.

He dragged a demon king with chains, and rushed from this world into hell.

"swish"

In a flash of light, the last wave of waves in the nameless valley was subsumed into the sudden calm.

Kryptonian Superman rubbed his sore arms, and he looked back at the messy valley behind him. The remains of the angels had been contained, and the corpses of the devils were still left here.

But under the sunshine of tomorrow, within a few hours, these hell creatures will disappear into nothingness.

But the filth they left on this land may take longer to dissipate.

The will of hell is eroding, and this place is no longer suitable for human habitation.

But in Superman's heart, he was worried about another thing.

"Johnny said that a battle for hegemony has begun, and hell will invade this world more and more frequently..."

Clark held the shiny black devil's horn in his hand, and his blue eyes were full of worry.

"Be prepared in advance."

He looked around, squatted his legs slightly, and then rushed into the sky like a fired shell, but he didn't fly directly back to his home in Kansas, but flew to the east coast.

He was going to meet someone, start an initiative.

Chaos is coming, if he is still fighting alone, it would be a bit too inappropriate.

A pack of wolves lives, and a lone wolf dies.

This is not just a truth that only villains understand.

On the other side, in the Hell of the Two Kings, Johnny, who crossed the gate of hell, drew a brilliant falling trace in the air, and then he and his car crashed firmly on the scorched ground.

He steered the locomotive, drew a brilliant fire mark on the plain, and precisely parked the car in front of the waiting companions.

The demon king of hell, who was dragged behind the locomotive by chains, rolled over under the momentum of kinetic energy, and was then stepped on by a foot wearing a red combat boot that looked like a high-heeled shoe.

The demon king Beret, who was blinded in one eye, raised his head in disgrace, and looked up along the red combat boots.

Red jumpsuit, slender waist, red cloak, pretty face, spiraling devil horns, and that long white hair.

This is Satana. Hellstorm.

Maharaja Marduk's daughter, and Beret also noticed that in Satana's hand, she was holding a slightly weird bone scepter.

A unique breath echoed on Satana.

Just like Beret had faced Marduk, the lord of hell countless times, but the aura on Satana was very similar to her father's, but it was not weak at all.

She has absorbed the power of hell, but only half of it...

Not even half of it.

"hehe"

The devil king of hell, who had been brutally tortured by Superman and Ghost Rider in this world, let out a deep laugh. He was bound by Johnny's chains and couldn't move at all.

But this demon king who commands 85 hell legions is definitely not an idiot.

The situation in front of me is already very clear.

Marduk is dead.

It is very likely that he died on the Archangel Slayer missile that carried his conspiracy.

The cunning Lord of Hell spent months lifting rocks, only to end up hitting himself in the foot.

The position of Lord of Hell was inherited by his children, and as the Lord of Hell loyal to Marduk, Beret's long life was about to come to an end.

"Do you want to leave a last word?"

Satana, who stomped on Beret, said:

"It depends on the fact that you have served my father for many years."

"have nothing to say."

Beret closed his eyes and said hoarsely:

"It's just a winner and a loser. If you want to kill it, kill it."

"good!"

Satana gave him a thumbs up, then took a step back.

The red devil Asazzo came up with a bone battle axe. The mutant demon stared at Beret at his feet. He gritted his teeth and said:

"The millennium curse will end today, and my family will be free."

He raised his battle ax with both hands, and looked at Beret.

The devil looked at the weak mutant in front of him suspiciously. He couldn't understand where Asazor's hatred for him came from.

It was as if he had completely forgotten that nearly a thousand years ago, he left a curse in the blood of the mortals who served him.

This kind of evil is nothing to a high-ranking devil.

But those cursed have never given up their plan of revenge for thousands of years.

What about ants?

An ant can kill a giant too, given the right timing.

"puff"

The bone battle ax slashed, and Beret's head was separated from his body, but it didn't die just like that.

Satana bent down and lifted the mangled head, which she and her brother needed to persuade Beret's army to surrender.

She grabbed the other devil horn of Beret and said to Asazo in front of her:

"The blood flowing in your veins comes from this guy. In theory, you can extract its blood in reverse to make your bloodline more pure, so as to obtain some other abilities..."

"However, I'm just a suggestion. After all, not everyone is willing to turn themselves into a devil."

"For the sake of our companions, I leave it to you."

The Red Devil hesitated.

After a moment, he nodded and said:

"Thank you...I'll think about it again."

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"crash"

A strange raptor mixed with shadows and bones flapped its wings in the darkness. Amidst the whistling wind brought by its huge wings, the expressionless demigod Lady Ye Jackal stared at the black night in front of her.

She stands behind the bird of prey, leaning on her own blood-stained ceremonial tomahawk.

The long black dress on her body was stained with blood, and there was a pungent bloody smell coming from her whole body.

And behind the bird of prey, Neko Rodamus, a dark wizard who was still in shock, was holding the book of darkness like a bereaved dog. This guy's expression was dull, as if he had lost his soul.

They were flying all the way along the coastline, flying to the more chaotic areas further south of the North American continent.

"What next?"

Ye Jackal Lazan glanced at the black wizard behind him, the guy's current state made Ye Jackal very disdainful.

She slashed left and right all the way, and almost desperately rescued this incompetent waste from the battlefield in the valley, but he didn't even say thank you.

Well, it's not really the Dark Wizard's fault either.

The poor guy has been terrified...

"I have no idea."

Facing Razan's questioning, Neko Rodamus raised his head, showing an extremely bewildered expression.

The assassination plotted with the Lord of Hell for several months failed.

He witnessed with his own eyes the scene where the mighty demon king of hell, Beret, was severely beaten by a mortal.

He knew that it was the most powerful hero in the world, Superman, but he couldn't understand why Superman was involved in an event that was obviously extremely secret.

"Neither hell nor heaven will spare you!"

Ye Jackal snorted, and she glanced at the dark divine book in the black wizard's hand, and threatened with malicious intent:

"If you don't want to die without a place of burial, you'd better come up with a solution quickly. If the archangel or that terrifying Superman chases and kills you personally, then I can't protect you."

This malicious threat made the black wizard's body tremble.

He hurriedly picked up the dark book in his arms, spread it out in front of his eyes, and took out a pen from his pocket to write and draw on the dark book.

Obviously, he was asking a question.

Trying to get a complete answer.

"Let's find a place to rest first."

The night jackal manipulated the skeleton raptor to land on a dead and desolate beach. When it landed, the ferocious raptor disappeared in the flash of black light.

Demigod looked at the ebb and flow of the sea in front of her, and she suddenly asked:

"I rescued you from being strangled by angels and demons, Neko Lodamus, the contract between me and you is complete, right?"

This question made the black wizard startled.

He raised his head abruptly, a trace of ferocity flashed across his face covered with scars and wrinkles.

In his current state, if Ye Jackal was allowed to leave like this, then he probably wouldn't survive tomorrow morning.

For a weak black wizard, Ye Jackal, a demigod capable of conquering and fighting, is his only amulet now.

Thinking of this, the black wizard gritted his teeth and said:

"No! Not done!"

"You must send me to a safe place, keep me safe from hell and heaven...then, then I will set you free!"

This rather shameless answer made Ye Jackal's teeth itch with hatred.

Her fingers clacked on the ceremonial axe.

But soon, she calmed down, and she sighed and said:

"I knew that you are such a shameless villain... The contract that will never end, the freedom that will never be obtained, I am a dignified demigod of the underworld, and I will fall to this point."

The night jackal's sarcasm made the black wizard's cheeks flush.

But he did not refute.

In this situation, he must be dead, so why should he be ashamed?

The two just looked at each other silently. A few minutes later, Ye Jie turned and walked to the other side of the beach. She said:

"I'll go find something to eat, and call me if I'm in danger."

After finishing speaking, Ye Jie walked away quickly with his battle axe, and the black wizard felt a chill in vain. Regardless of his physical exhaustion, he stood up and shouted to Ye Jie:

"Don't go, just protect me here..."

"bass"

As soon as the black wizard finished speaking, the crisp sound of the collision of machine springs sounded behind him.

The Hidden Blade with cold light splashed out from the shadow behind him. In the shining of the evil runes, the magic shield on the black wizard's body was torn apart like paper. The deadly breath made Neko Rodamus's hair stand on end. .

"boom"

The black ritual battle ax narrowly blocked Hidden Blade's thrust, and the black wizard was also pulled behind by the flashing demigod.

Ye Jackal didn't really want to continue protecting this incompetent and untrustworthy guy.

But a contract is a contract, and she cannot break it.

She could only fight with the assassins who appeared suddenly on the beach under the darkness of night.

Behind her, the black wizard holding the dark book staggered and fled along the beach. He didn't know why there were hidden assassins in this desolate place.

But he knew that if he didn't run, he would have no chance.

But at the moment when the black wizard gritted his teeth and outlined the halo of the Displacement Curse with his trembling fingers, under the bright moonlight, a broken spear shone with cold light roared towards him.

Internal Medicine Rodamus rolled on the spot, narrowly dodging the blow.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a figure appeared from behind the broken spear, swinging the one-handed battle ax in his hand.

The next moment, blood splattered everywhere...

The dark divine book in the black wizard's hand felt that the holder's death was imminent, and it trembled and jumped out of the blood-stained hand of Neko Lodamus.

Just like abandoning Lady Hydra back then, it will also abandon the black wizard to find the next owner.

But before the black tome jumped into the torn space, five jade-like fingers entwined with orange light suddenly appeared, and they were precisely clasped on the escaped tome.

The Dark Divine Book struggled and hissed sharply, but in the end it was still powerless to resist the power from hell.

Under the gazes of everyone on the beach, the book was dragged back into the torn space, and it disappeared completely in the halo shining like water waves.

Gone with the book is the last hope of escape for the daring dark wizard Neko Lodamus.

He is useless to all parties involved in the conspiracy.

He was abandoned.

He is dead, tonight.