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"I won! Now my thoughts are clear, and I feel happy."

After falling to the ground, Mike leaned back and lay on the ground in a "big" shape.

In the battle between the Blood Pond Hell and the Burning Sky Hellfire, the Blood Pond Hell won the day after all.

After a few minutes, Mike sat up and clenched his fists, "Am I too strong? How will others survive?"

"Your narcissism is the reason why we can't survive..." Coulson complained, and then asked, "Is he dead?"

He refers to Uriel.

Even now, Coulson still subconsciously avoids his name.

"How is that possible? It's just a clone. But even if I vomit blood, he can't take advantage."

Generally, when the gods descend, leave the container or the container is damaged, the projected power will return to heaven.

Only this time, Mike first trapped the careless Uriel with the Buddha Kingdom in his palm, and then fought with the Blood Pool Hell and the Burning Sky Hellfire.

Mike is injured.

Won.

Uriel's clone lost.

The container turned to fly ash.

The projection power is disconnected from the main body and turned into pure energy, which is absorbed by the small universe and turned into bits of stardust.

Before the battle, Mike was not sure of victory.

Who dares to say that he will win against a strong man at the level of Seraph?Even if it's just a projection clone.

In this battle, the energy gained was completely digested, and Mike's strength increased by at least half.

Sure enough, a man is not rich without windfall, and a horse is not fat without night grass.

Wealth is in danger.

The big mouthful of black blood was worth it!

After Uriel was reduced to ashes, Ghost Rider returned to his human form.

The gray-haired old Texas cowboy burst into tears.

As a former Mountie, his greed brought him to the gallows.In order to survive, he became Mephisto's thug in the world.In order to go to heaven, he betrayed Mephisto again.

However, the god Uriel descended and controlled the spirit of vengeance in his body.

Witnessed five devout priests committing suicide in a frenzy under the orders of Uriel.

This is an angel, taking human lives in the name of faith!

He was shaken.

With Uriel's help, the Ghost Rider killed one hundred and eight police officers in one night.Under the eyes of the trial, Carter Shirey went through everyone's memories.

Of course, among these people there are bad people who are full of bad intentions, and there are also good people who are passionate, but most of them are just ordinary people - children of a certain family, husbands of certain women, and fathers of certain children. They cannot be said to be noble. , not to mention evil, just living a simple and happy life - but without exception, they were sent to hell by the Ghost Rider and delivered to Mephisto's mouth.

Carter Shirey's faith collapsed.

At this time, he wanted to die.

"Mike, I used to be so despicable. Even though I was like this, I didn't want to go to hell. I made a contract with St. Vincent, the patron saint of the Holy Land for more than 100 years, and wanted to atone for my sins. I didn't expect that everything was just a lie. Now, with me For me, heaven is just another kind of hell." Carter's tears wet his sloppy beard, "Please burn me to death with the Garuda flames that can burn sins and souls. Grass draws nutrients from the soil, Sheep eat grass, wolves eat sheep, humans eat everything. Finally, the ideal destination is for the body and soul to return to nature. It’s ridiculous that I have been wandering between hell and heaven.”

Mike's hand lit up with Garuda flames, "Are you sure?"

"determine."

"Go on."

A little flame fell on Carter and quickly spread all over his body.

In the flames, Carter was smiling.

For him, death is atonement and liberation.

"Let's go, the matter is almost over." Mike said, "Colson, prepare transportation, the fastest kind."

"where to?"

"Five hundred kilometers away, St. Fangansa."

Ten minutes later, a Quinjet landed vertically, carrying the three of them to St. Fangansa, which had been abandoned for many years.

In hell.

Uriel appears as a terrifying angry angel.

Suddenly, the wing feathers spontaneously ignited without fire.

Most of it was burnt.

"Hahaha."

Mephisto laughed loudly on the opposite side, "Uriel, this time you suffered a terrible fate. It may take 10 years to fully recover. Also, where is my St. Vincent's contract?"

Uriel took out a scroll and hesitated whether to give it to Mephisto.

"Are you going to have a fight with me and then give it to me, or give it to me first and then have a fight?" Mephisto was eager to give it a try.

He took the opportunity to blast the injured Uriel.

"Humph!"

Seeing Mephisto's sinister intentions, Uriel coldly threw the St. Vincent contract to Mephisto.

Mephisto opened the contract happily, as if Lao Tie had seen top-notch delicacies.

No problem.

The soul is Mephisto's source of energy.

There are thousands of resentful spirits that have fallen from saints, and the richness of nutrients among them is far beyond what ordinary souls can match.

More than 1000 years of planning.

100+ years of waiting.

When harvest time comes, everything is worth it.

In the Vatican, in a magnificent basement somewhere, there are statues of the four angels on display.

The statue representing Uriel suddenly shed tears of blood.

Then broken into powder.

Dervishes, Sisters of Battle, Priests of Judgment.

Emergency assembly.

However, the oracle received was not to stand still.

Not only was the Holy Vatican deserted, but after it became a cursed place, several nearby villages were abandoned one after another. .

There are ruins and ruins everywhere.

The pond reeked of decay.

Crows of red-eyed crows squatted on the bare branches.

What Mike saw were ghosts with malicious eyes hiding in remote corners.

They were corrupted by greed, and their memories were lost over hundreds of years.

sad……

He even forgot why he hated him, only his instinctive resentment towards the living was left.

Heaven won't accept it, and I don't want Mephisto to get cheap.

"Burn it all with Garuda flames?" Mike thought, "Maybe this can be done, try...

Mike built a kingdom of Buddha in the palm of his hand.

The resentful spirits seemed to be very afraid of Burning Wen, running around like headless flies.

Yet there is no way to escape.

Mike dropped a drop of blood and turned into a blood pool hell.

"Atonement for your sins here." Mike listened to the miserable screams of the resentful spirits, "It's better than being in hell."

Stark saw Mike open his palm. A large amount of black energy came out of the village and gathered in Mike's palm. Finally, it merged with a drop of blood in Mike's palm to form a red-black bead, as big as his index finger, exuding a strange energy. breath.

"nailed it."

"So fast?"

"Otherwise? Do you want to see me wearing white clothes with a purple sacred belt, a Bible in one hand, a cross in the other, and chanting exorcism prayers?"

"It's not impossible."

"Go away." Mike stretched, "Go back and have a late-night snack. He vomited a lot of blood and will never make up for it."

Colson asked: "How about going to the hospital for a checkup first?"

"I can also handle injuries that can be treated in the hospital. It's useless to go to the hospital for injuries that I can't handle. And it's too late to go to the hospital now..." Mike's face darkened. .

Stark and Coulson's hearts tightened, no way, no way.

"...because it's already healed, hahaha." Mike laughed.

"Fuck!" x2.

Stark and Coulson both extended their middle fingers.

In hell.

Mephisto suddenly felt something was wrong. He quickly opened the St. Vincent contract, and the characters on it were quickly disappearing one by one.

"how come?!"

The connection between the soul and the contract is gone.

The cooked duck flew away... Mephisto was about to roar, but he saw Uriel's half-smiling face, his eyes seemed to say: "Come on, let's hurt each other."

Suddenly frustrated.

There is no winner,

not worth it.