Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit.

Chapter 80 Asgard and the Raven Legion Launch Their Attack (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Was that really a person?" After running to a bare hill outside the cemetery, Rosanne and Johnny dismounted and looked at the dust rising from the cemetery and the swirling air currents. They were speechless with emotion.

Their worldviews were completely shattered.

Even from this distance, the strong winds generated by the aftershocks of the battle forced the two to use their hands to shield themselves.

As if caught in a storm, one's body feels slightly unsteady.

One can only imagine how terrifying Matthew and Mephisto must have been to create such a commotion.

The two of them were immediately filled with lingering fear.

If I had run even a little slower, I might have died on the spot.

"Who exactly is that child?"

Old Carter, relying on his old buddy, had his buddy help him withstand the strong wind, his face full of question marks.

During his time with Ghost Rider, he worked for Mephisto in Hell, but he also gained some knowledge about things on Earth.

There have indeed been many strong individuals among humankind.

But basically, there have never been any like Matthew. Most of them are either highly capable mutants or sorcerers from Kamar-Taj.

He did experience the emergence of a stronger human being in the 1990s.

It seems to be a woman, but that woman left Earth and never appeared again. Matthew is one of only two.

Even if it's just Mephisto's energy projection, it's already beyond what ordinary people can resist.

After all, as a demon lord, Mephisto has too many tricks up his sleeve, making it incredibly easy for him to kill anyone he wants.

But Matthew is different.

This young boy possesses the power to fight Mephisto, and he is quite special.

The ability to transform will and belief into power, in particular, is something I've never seen before.

Moreover, from Carter's perspective...

To reach such a level, one must have extraordinary abilities. After all, it's impossible for an ordinary person to possess such power at such a young age.

While Carter was thinking, his eyes suddenly changed, he turned around abruptly, picked up a shotgun, and aimed it at the side.

But Wu Xinmo appeared in front of him without anyone noticing, a strong wind swept through, making his clothes flutter loudly.

"Can you transform again, old man?"

The Demonic Witch glanced disdainfully at the shotgun aimed at her, then looked at Johnny, who was trying to appear calm as he stood in front of Rosanne: "Or are you relying on this half-baked skill?"

"Witchheart Demon, I thought you would be a little smarter."

The old cowboy paid no attention to the threat from the witch heart demon, and instead retorted in a deep voice.

"Those two are having a good fight and won't be able to pay attention to me for a while." Wu Xinmo glanced at the distance of the cemetery, where two figures, entwined in terrifying darkness, flames, and black and red lightning, were colliding in mid-air and on the ground.

That area was like the end of the world; it was not a place for ordinary people to set foot in.

This shows how fiercely the human fought his father.

This gave Wu Xinmo an opportunity.

If he could obtain that item within the limited time available, Wu Xinmo believed he could still turn the tide.

So he glared at the old cowboy: "Hand over that contract."

"Otherwise, not only you, but both of them will die, old man."

The Witchheart Demon wasn't a threat, but rather a threat that if Carter didn't hand it over, he was truly prepared to take action.

However, the Witchheart Demon, whose attention was completely focused on the old cowboy, did not notice the strange expressions on Johnny and Rosanne's faces.

Old Carter slowly lowered his shotgun.

Wu Xinmo thought his threat had worked and was about to say something when he noticed the old cowboy pointing a finger at Wu Xinmo's back.

"Or, would you like to see what happens next before you say anything?"

"Old man, what are you doing?"

These nonsensical actions and words annoyed Wu Xinmo. He thought the old man was stalling for time, but a voice shattered that idea.

"This handsome guy from hell, you should listen to this old man's advice."

The voice belonged to a woman, with a hint of a smile.

Wu Xinmo's body trembled, and he turned around abruptly, only to find that a group of people had appeared behind him at some unknown time.

There were more than a dozen of them, both men and women. The men were handsome and the women were beautiful, with outstanding figures, appearances, and temperaments.

The man wore fitted armor and held a helmet, while the woman wore a red coat. Both the armor and the coat were engraved with runes that possessed magical power.

They surrounded the Demon Heart in a semi-encirclement.

The leader was a burly man who was a full 195cm tall. Beside him were two women: one with dreadlocks on her sideburns and slightly dark skin, and the other with short, wine-red hair and very delicate features.

Each person exuded an aura that terrified Wu Xinmo, creating an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Johnny and Rosanne, who were already numb to it all, were still shocked.

"And who the hell are you?"

Wu Xinmo was on the verge of losing his composure; he felt like he was going crazy.

This time, I came to the human world to find and obtain that contract, but one unexpected thing after another happened. There was Matthew, there was Mephisto, and now there is a group of people who have inexplicably appeared.

"This has nothing to do with you, you demon. Now, surrender."

The newcomers were none other than Reicher, Nigley, and Natasha, three members of the warband. Reicher, with a cold expression, delivered his verdict on the Witchheart Demon.

"You bunch of reptiles." Wu Xinmo finally lost his temper. He had been humiliated time and time again all night, and now a mere human was treating him with such an arrogant attitude.

The pent-up anger finally erupted.

With a roar, the ground beneath Wu Xinmo's feet cracked as he charged toward Lei Che with lightning speed. His right hand reached for Lei Che's chest, determined to rip out his heart.

Look at the heart of this audacious human being, what it's made of.

However, the Witchheart Demon Hand stopped when it was less than ten centimeters from Rachel's chest armor.

Wu Xinmo looked up at Lei Che in disbelief, only to see that Lei Che's right hand, clad in a special black leather gauntlet, was gripping Wu Xinmo's neck, like an iron clamp, from which he could not break free.

With a slight exertion, Lei Che lifted the Demon Heart from the ground and brought him to eye level.

"You shouldn't have disobeyed me, son of the Demon King."

After saying this indifferently, Lei Che suddenly flicked his right hand, and the Demon Heart of the Witch flew away like a cannonball, flying for over a hundred meters before crashing into a higher hill in the distance.

It emitted a violent roar, raising clouds of dust.

"No, why throw him like that? Is it supposed to look cool?" Nigley turned his head to look over, then turned back to Reichel and complained helplessly.

She doesn't understand.

"That thing isn't as weak as you think." Reicher raised his right hand and showed it to Nigley. Nigley looked over and saw that Reicher's gauntlets were covered with a layer of frost at some point.

"This is?"

"His power is so great that it causes flesh and soul to wither upon contact. The armor and combat suit the BOSS created can effectively resist it. Go, he's in your hands now."

Raiche turned to look at the others.

"Yes, Commander!!"

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The other Asgardian and Raven Legion soldiers, filled with excitement, rushed towards the direction of the Witchheart, their black armor and red trench coats transforming into black and red lightning bolts as they charged forward.