The old driver of the infinite world

Chapter 508 Nightmare fuel, news of the ancient gods
The sky is getting darker, the stars are sparse, and there are only a dozen light spots scattered above the night. In a barren land, a somewhat slovenly homeless man is sitting by the fire, leaning on his motorcycle, bowing his head and taking a nap .

Since making a deal with the devil of hell, the days that followed have been uneventful.

Every night, the violent power in his body will start to wake up, the flames from hell will burn his body into a skeleton, an irresistible consciousness will occupy the body, and then he will judge the wicked crazily.

The transformation process is very short, but it is extremely painful. Every time, I can only watch my flesh and blood turn to ashes in the fire of hell. The torment from the depths of the soul is enough to make people mad.

He tried countless times to suppress that power, but all of them ended in failure. As long as there is 'evil', there is no way to get rid of it and get back to ourselves.

In the end, he could only stay away from the world and come to this barren land alone to live alone.

At this moment, Johnny Blazer was bored and used a slender branch to stir the fire. The crackling sound of the dry wood being burned by the flame made this empty wilderness even more lonely.

The dim light of the fire shone on his face, slowly pulling his lonely back into the depths of the darkness.

Suddenly, a gust of hot air from the chest rushed directly to the throat.

The power of Ghost Rider drove him to stand up. After looking around but not finding the existence of 'evil', he immediately withered like a deflated ball.

"Hmph, damn it, I won't give in!"

Johnny Blaze breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the sudden restless flames inside his body start to subside. Then he got into the tent and lay down comfortably. It seemed that he could sleep peacefully again today.

But at this moment, an extremely evil and weak breath spread here from the north in an instant.

The power of the Ghost Rider was like a shark smelling blood, and it went berserk again.

The turbid and sulfur-smelling hellfire instantly burned Johnny Blazer's flesh and blood, leaving only a skeleton filled with flames.

"what!!!"

After seeing the lighted tent, Johnny's remaining consciousness let out a helpless wail, and was completely replaced by Ghost Rider's personality.

At this moment, the Ghost Rider looked to the north, and it was hard to imagine that a skull showed a longing expression, and still let out a strange smile of 'Jie Jie Jie' excitedly.

For Ghost Rider, the more powerful the evil, the more satisfaction and joy he will get after the trial.

So he resolutely rode on his beloved small motorcycle, pulled the accelerator to the end, and the flaming soul chariot rushed out in an instant, and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, the Nanyanzhou team and the Nanou team fought in a small town.

The mere aftermath of the battle between reincarnations turned a lowly Mexican town into ruins.

A strange purple-black flame was burning on the surrounding ruins, and a strange smell that ordinary people could not perceive permeated the air.

At this moment, everyone in the Nanyanzhou team was cornered by the Zodiac Saints of the NanEuropean team.

A girl wearing a white veil who looked like a god slowly descended from the sky, looked at Neos and the others who were at the end of the road, parted her pink lips, and said in a flat tone: "Hand over the obelisk, I can make your death a little easier."

"Oh." Neos curled his lips in disdain, "Do you think you are sure to win?"

Tritogenia glanced at the burning purple flames around her, and said calmly, "These weird flames are your last resort."

Seeing a trace of madness on Neos' face, he replied directly: "That's right, this is a flame lit with 'nightmare fuel', and its main function is to attract demons!"

Tritogenia slapped the golden scepter in her hand on the ground lightly, and said indifferently: "So what, it's just a demon, how can it be the opponent of a saint."

Nios sneered: "Tritogenia, this name is an alias for Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom in ancient Greek mythology. It seems that you, like Adam of the Celestial Team, regard yourself as a god and I don't hesitate to pay for it." The helper who came over will not let you down."

Tritogenia seemed to be the same as him, with a hint of pride in her indifferent tone, she said slowly: "I am a god."

At this time, the roar of a motorcycle suddenly came from not far away, and a turbid flame figure approached from far away, and within a few breaths came to this ruined town.

At this moment, the turbid figure of the flame stands out especially against the flame of the nightmare.

When the Ghost Rider saw the reincarnation crowd, red flames burst out of the black skull's eye sockets, and he roared in a low voice: "Sinners! Go to hell!"

As a reincarnation, no one's butt is still clean. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, there are tens of thousands of creatures who died directly or indirectly at their hands. Not too much.

Facing the "Judgment Eye" of the Ghost Rider, Tritogenia looked at him without fear, and then snorted coldly: "You are not qualified to come here, the lackey of the Hell Lord Mephitos. Judge the gods."

Being so provocative, Ghost Rider pulled the accelerator to the bottom, and drove the soul chariot directly towards the people of the Southern European team.

At this moment, Arudika, the saint fighter of the Taurus Palace, stood up directly, and faced the menacing ghost knight, his face showed disdain. At the moment when the two fought, a huge golden bull suddenly appeared behind him.

Immediately, the ghost knight was directly knocked into the rear wall, and the house collapsed, completely submerging it.

"That's it?" Arudika sneered, then turned to look at the Nanyanzhou team, and continued: "The so-called ghost knights are nothing more than that, now you can die!"

"It's just you as me?" Nios pointed to the burning flames of the nightmare, and said with a confident smile: "These flames also have another function. When they gather in sufficient numbers, they will Turn the land covered by flames into hell for a short time. As the representative of the Lord of Hell, Ghost Rider, how strong do you think his fighting power will be in hell?"

As soon as the words fell, a huge pillar of fire exploded from the place where the Ghost Rider was buried, and immediately after that, a skeleton surrounded by raging flames slowly walked out of the flames. How many times, an extremely terrifying coercion swept across the audience in an instant.

The expression on Tritogenia's face gradually became serious. The former Ghost Rider, as the representative of Mephitos, wandered around the world, suppressed by the power of the rules, and his strength was at most only one or two tenths, but Even if there are only these, it is enough to torture most superheroes and reincarnations.

But now, his power has been completely liberated, and the strength of a ghost knight at his peak may even catch up with the Seven Lords of Hell.

I saw the Ghost Rider growling angrily: "Sinners, go to hell!"

After speaking, with a wave of his arm, a huge whip that was reddened by flames swept across the audience.

On the outskirts of the town, a middle-aged man in a suit was quietly watching this good show in the dark.

On the other side, Manhattan, New York, New York Temple at 177 Brick Street.

After a black mage detected the change in Mexico through the astrolabe, he rushed to the roof of the temple and hurriedly said to the supreme mage: "My lord, detect the change in the dimension of hell!"

"Hey, it's really troublesome." After Gu Yi sighed, he turned his head to look at Wang Jue, and said, "Then wait for me to come back, let's continue talking."

Wang Jue raised the magic book in his hand and said with a smile, "Go."

Afterwards, the supreme mage drew a portal out of thin air, stepped into it and disappeared.

At this time, Chu Xuan leaned forward and said slowly: "How is it, how is your research on the magic knowledge in this world?"

Wang Jue sighed, then threw the magic book on the table, shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, the white magic power in this world originated from the fusion of the three gods Agamotto, Oshutu, and Hogarth." 'Weishan Emperor'. According to my speculation, this so-called 'Weishan Emperor' is very likely to be an ancient god."

On the other side, in the headquarters building of S.H.I.E.L.D., Alexander Pierce looked at the top-secret document on the reincarnated person in his hand, and whispered to himself: "It seems that the progress of the plan has to be accelerated. But it's the best reason."

"dong dong dong"

At this time, the door of the office was knocked suddenly, and before he could react, a certain one-eyed black-skinned corned egg walked in, and then sat down very familiarly opposite him.

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(End of this chapter)