Chapter 230
"Will he send Knight to hunt us?"
Behind Blackheart, the earth demon Thor touched his big bald head and asked gloomily. "I heard that Ghost Riders of the past are the incarnations of hellfire that never goes out. It is said that his power is endless..."
"Are you afraid?"
A wandering voice came from the dark street, and Demon King’s mockery rang in Thor’s ears, “Don’t forget, the previous generation Knight betrayed the Great Demon King, his share of hell The fire has not returned to hell until today... the newly born Knight will not be stronger than him, we have a quantitative advantage!"
"Aha, so you this bastard want to fight me Fight?"
The earth demon Thor opened his mouth, his chin and face turned into quicksand surging, "I've seen you upset, Wilde, come, let us fight One!"
The shabby newspapers rolled up by the wind demon and the sand on the ground are flying on the gloomy streets of Houston, looking like a strange black storm wrapped around the three people, the water demon Walter was indifferent. He did not join in this meaningless discussion. Wherever he walked, the heat well on the ground gave out a sharp chill, and the cold water mist enveloped his body, allowing him to walk through. The place left wet footprints one after another.
The devil Prince did not surrender himself to join this unreliable discussion. He just looked around all around. In the middle of the night, the creatures in this city have fallen asleep. Every time Blake Breathing, you can feel the substantial life force entangled in his nostrils. This smell of living makes him hate it, like adding fuel to the fire, flowing his desire for killing and destruction in the bones. Desire was stimulated.
His breathing is a bit heavy. He understands that as long as he waved his hand casually, all the creatures around him would be sucked up, but he couldn’t do that. At least he couldn’t until he got the San Venganza contract. Do this...
"Wilde, did you find the cemetery?"
He asked in a low voice that the erratic silhouette of the wind demon appeared beside Blake, and he gave out a jerky smile "No... my lord, there are only these stupid buildings built by humans, and those damn steel... I haven't found anything related to the cemetery. After all, 200 years have passed, maybe The cemetery has long been ruined!"
"Impossible!"
Blake denied this speculation. He firmly said, "Carter Slade's final foothold is here! This It’s the unique news I got, and look for it again!"
The ugly, constantly changing face of Wilde showed a gloomy look, but he had to carry out the orders of the devil Prince, and the earth demon Thor also Dissolved on the ground very consciously, and began to assist Wilde in finding the cemetery. Blackheart looked refined in manner, but the devil Prince was not a good character. In fact, anyone who could be named "Mephisto" The devil is not easy to deal with.
Blackheart is standing on a deserted street in Houston, a dark green flame ignited in his black pupils, he took a deep breath, and the ruinous agitation from his body is hard to suppress. He opened his hands and turned his head to look at the water monster standing aside,
"Walter, this city, the city of humans, what do you think?"
"Not so much ..."
The tone of the water monster is like gurgling water, but it does not have that soothing feeling, but like Riptide. "This city is so filthy, the water flowing underground Tell me what kind of dark crimes this city contains, completely different from its glamorous appearance. The inside bred is a more terrifying decay than hell, so it shouldn’t exist!"
"Why? Will our devil Prince also be interested in human creations?"
The water demon's slightly mocking tone made Blake coldly snorted, but he did not refute, but said softly,
"I’m just thinking about what a beautiful scene this city would be after the natural disaster of flames and corruption...Look at the people here, they have lost their love to the devil and hell. Fear, they thought it was just a boring fairy tale. I think, as the master of the future hell, I have a responsibility to make them remember their ancestors’ fear of us... so that they know what they should be in this world. Position."
There was a sneer from the corners of the devil Prince’s mouth,
"They used to exist only as lambs, but now they occupy the master’s house grandiosely, and they also It's ironic to be the owner of the ranch!"
"I'm sorry to interrupt the conversation between the two, but...Thor that big bald head found something, Your Highness should be interested!"
Wilde’s voice interrupted Blake’s chanting of poems, but as he brought good news, the devil Prince decided to let him go, and the entire group followed the flowing black wind and dust and turned through several dark alleys. Finally, I came to the old train station in Houston, which was about to be abandoned. This is a large factory building. Several old-fashioned locomotives that can be sent to the museum are parked on the abandoned railroad tracks. This ghost place is in the most corner of Houston. It once witnessed the rise of Hangtian City, but now, it has been forgotten by this city.
The big bald-headed Thor stood in the middle of the factory building. Under his feet, the hard marble floor had been dug into a big black hole by special means. When he saw Blake walking over, Thor's raised his left hand, and a "surging" soil lifted up an iron box from the ground. Thor opened the rusty iron box. Inside were some weathered pendants. He threw it to On the one hand, he threw the pendant covered with soil to Blake.
The pendant was floating in front of the devil Prince's eyes, he carefully looked at the pendant, and finally shook the head, the invisible force grinds the pendant into a powder-like thing,
"It's more than 200 years old. It looks like a funeral. What else did you find?" Blake asked, Thor shrugged,
"Nothing, my highness, This underground was evacuated. It looked like it was actually a cemetery, but now it is empty. Maybe it was really destroyed or moved away!"
"Ah! This! It's really regrettable news!"
The violent green flame in the eyes of the devil Prince flashed away. He turned his head abruptly and pointed to the direction behind him, "Someone is there, grab him. Come here!"
Wilde’s body immediately turned into a storm-like thing and rushed to the distance. A few seconds later, he wrapped an old man holding a lantern and returned and took the old man in overalls. The man threw it on the ground, and the old man looked at the four people who looked abnormal in front of him in horror. He said tremblingly,
"You...you shouldn't break into here at this time, The museum is closed. If you want to visit, come back tomorrow!"
"Listen, debilitating humans, there used to be a cemetery here, where is it now?"
Blake Moved his head, took a deep breath, and suppressed the riotous desire to kill in his heart. He looked at the old man, and the black eyes made the old man shiver. He hurriedly said,
"125 years ago, there was indeed a cemetery here, but it was moved away. I don’t know the exact location, but all of this was handled by the local St. Michael’s Church. Maybe you can go there and ask, I Can you go now?"
A cold smile appeared on the face of the devil Prince, and he reached out and pointed his finger on the old man’s chest.
"No... See you When I reach the devil, what can I do without leaving something?"
"Ah ah ah!"
The screams came from the factory all the way, and the life force of the old man was all In this brief moment, I was absorbed and turned into one after another green fluorescence was passed into Blake’s palm. His complexion became thin, as if he was about to become a terrifying skeleton, but in this brief moment, A bauble shining with purple rays of light from a distance Rushing in Blake's direction, Wilde's body flashed, holding the thing in his hand.
"Aha! Someone has a sneak attack! Something fun is coming!"
Blake retracted his finger, and the old man who had recovered his life collapsed on the ground. The devil Prince looked curiously At the entrance of the factory building, there were several people standing there, the youngster in the center with a cowboy hat and a cane in his hand sneered and said to others, "This is a negative textbook, if I were You guys, I won’t rush to catch anything thrown by my opponent. It’s so stupid."
Wilde subconsciously looked towards the poker card in his hand, and then..."hong ".
The fluorescence of purple in this brief moment is like a bomb exploding, covering the body of the wind demon, and then completely torn apart. This is from Remy LeBeau’s ability to allow him to touch any object The explosion, with this hand, even Cyber didn't dare to underestimate this guy who called himself "Gambit".
However, Remy, who has never lost his hand, is destined to be disappointed this time. Wilde’s body was just torn apart, and his silhouette turned into several black storms, dispelling the remnants of purple energy, quickly. The air reunited into his body. He was suspended in the air, and his lower body was completely romantic. His face was slowly healed, and it looked like he was being put together.
Weird to the extreme.
"What is this? What new tricks humans have researched?"
Wilde extends the hand, looking at his undamaged palm, lifts the head, that ugly face A mocking smile appeared, "It's a pity that this thing can't kill me... how can mortals kill the wind?"
"Don't waste time, Wilde, Thor, kill them!"
Blake glanced at Remy and the youngsters around him, and immediately lost interest. The devil Prince now focuses all his attention on the upcoming San Venganza contract. He turned around indifferently. Taking Walter for a stroll away, it's not as easy as being on the battlefield.
"They may be your blood, wind demon, and earth demon. There is no need for cowards in my new hell."
Remy looked at Blake, who was turned and left, with a trace of his forehead. Cold sweat, when the guy looked at him just now, the look put him a lot of pressure, and beside him, a group of youngsters were already gearing up. After finishing the training, Remy took them out to "have fun." Before Cyber came back, Yuriko didn't care about these things at all, so the youngsters set off enthusiastically.
In the end, they encountered this kind of incident. It is no longer something they can leave safely if they want to quit. The two uncomfortable guys in front of them have rushed over, Remy LeBeau's cane in his hand. Flick,
"Go on! Little wolf cubs, tear up these two abnormal guys!"
"hong"
Wildle’s black storm In this brief moment, it fully unfolded, shrouded the entire factory building, and suddenly reduced the visibility to the lowest point, while Thor slammed his fists to the ground with a wild laugh, and the earth swayed wildly, aroused by his command. It was like opening a big mouth and cracking a big hole at the feet of a group of people who were caught off guard. Except for a hole that Remy saw that the situation was far from good blasted, everyone else was in exclamation. Was completely swallowed.
Remy fell to the ground, turned his head and glanced at the slowly closing ground, an abnormal blush flashed across his face, Wilde laughed wildly and moved towards He rushed over, completely without following the physics to stay away. Wind Demon raised the speed to the extreme in an instant, and speed, in this case, was equal to power.
"peng"
Remy's body flew upside down, his cheeks were ripped apart by the wind demon's claws with three blood stains, he got up from the ground battered and exhausted, Wilde laughed even more proudly.
"Accept the reality, sad mortals, you are not the opponents of the Soul Spirit of Hell! You must be afraid!"
" I know..."
Remy looked at the wind demon who leaped towards him, the silhouette mixed in the black storm. He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and opened his left hand forward, "But if Tear into three pieces can't kill you, then I will tear it into 300 pieces!"
The purple pattern shining with unknown rays of light shines in a strange way on the storm limbs where the wind demon gathers and disperses from the heart. When he got up, Wilde screamed. He felt the threat. His body suddenly spread out, but at this brief moment, the energy of Remy's strenuous blow completely exploded, tearing every piece of wind that composes his body madly. Broken, and then involved in the volatile energy storm, with no difficulty completely tore the roof of the factory building.
It's as if a bomb that disturbs dreams has been exploded.
"hong"
"Ah!!! You guys! These! Humble! Mortals!!!"