Marvel: I traveled through time a little early

Chapter 280 Calculation
In the chaotic space, George carefully experienced the trace of hell origin extracted from the body of the Witch Heart Demon.

From the feedback from the chaotic space, George can know that he now has two choices.

One is to cultivate a hell space by oneself, just like the two women practice latitude magic, opening up a new hell space.

One is to continue to plunder, snatch more of the origin of hell, and even directly devour the hell space.

Both methods have their own pros and cons, but since I have already connected with this hell, I can definitely try it boldly.

Now that George has mastered a hint of the origin of hell, he has a way to deal with Mephisto's laws of hell.

The reason is very simple, because the law of hell mastered by Mephisto is no worse than any law mastered by George.

The battle, which could only use the power of the laws he mastered to resist damage, had undergone tremendous changes after George mastered such a trace of the origin of hell.

To use an analogy, if hell is regarded as a company, Mephisto was originally the major shareholder with 100% equity.

As he gave away his equity to the Witch Heart Demon, his own control over hell naturally decreased.Now that George has this trace of origin, he already has the strength to challenge him.At the very least, if Mephisto wants to use the laws of hell against himself, the damage to him will be greatly reduced.

George's situation is exactly in line with that. All forces that cannot be defeated will become a ladder for him to increase his strength.

………………

On the stone platform of the church in the small town of San Francisco, a scroll slowly fell.

The contract of St. Fangansa that Mephisto had painstakingly worked on was now placed in the center of the ruins of the dilapidated church in the town, without any cover, easily accessible.

Rumble!
In the mirror space, George saw from a distance a burning flaming motorcycle slowing down and driving slowly in this small town of San Francisco, which had been deserted for hundreds of years.

The Ghost Rider sat astride the hell chariot, the fire in his hollow eyes was extremely violent, he twisted the handle, and the flames ignited by the tires dragged a fire mark on the ruins of the town.

After the fire of hell transformed Johnny Blaze into the Ghost Rider, the mad rage and the remaining will of the elemental demon Zatanos would make him lose his mind to a certain extent, leaving only some simple behavioral consciousness and the punishment of the spirit of vengeance. Guilty instincts.

The Ghost Rider got out of the car, stepping on the gravel with his boots that were bursting with flames from time to time, and walked into the ruins of the church that had no roof at all.

Opposite the gate, where the statue of the god was originally displayed, only the bare base was left, and a slender dark yellow contract was placed on it without any disguise.

The flames on the skull gradually subsided, and Johnny Blaze's young and handsome face reappeared. He was holding on to the base of the statue and breathing heavily. It was obvious that he was not used to the transformation.

After recovering a little, Johnny Blaze gently picked up the contract, turned around and looked around, with an expression of disbelief.

He was stunned for a moment and murmured strangely: "You got it like this?" The terrifying hell monarch Mephisto found him again, threatening his girlfriend's life and exchanging her soul for a contract.He turned himself into such a ferocious Ghost Rider, and took great pains to send him to get the St. Vincent's contract, and then he got it so easily?

"Could this be fake? Could it be that this devil has some other conspiracy?" Johnny Blazer took the contract scroll and looked at it repeatedly, then he pulled the bottom of the scroll and slowly unfolded it.

The complicated patterns and obscure ancient handwriting on it were very similar to the contract I signed that night in my memory.

Just after Johnny Blaze fully unfolded the contract, gusts of cold wind suddenly hit him.Under the pale moonlight, countless black gases rose from every corner of the small town of St. Vincent.

Mephisto stood silently behind Johnny, his face as dark as dead water at this moment.

"I didn't encounter any obstacles, it was just delivered to me."

The extremely evil and cunning Lord of Hell naturally sensed that he was being plotted against.He looked at the St. Fangansa Contract in Johnny's hand, but did not directly ask for the scroll.

He glanced around the desolate surroundings, but did not find anything unusual.But he also knew that this was just a projection clone, and it didn't have much power.

But he is not worried. When he opens the passage to hell and his true body comes to this world, all his plans will naturally come to nothing.

At that time, He will naturally know who took away that trace of the origin of hell.And this time, his son, the son of the Lord of the Witch-Hearted Demon Hell, was killed here. If he were to be bold, the woman from the Ascetic Order would have no reason to stop him.

Far away, he felt a group of mortals coming in this direction.But he knew that that was not the goal he was looking for this time.

At this time, Mephisto was no longer eager to take back the contract, but returned to his old place and looked around with nostalgia.

"Do you know the origin of this contract?"

This sentence seemed to be spoken to Johnny Blazer, but it also seemed to be spoken to someone in the dark.So without waiting for Johnny Blaze to answer, he continued talking on his own.

"A traveler once came to the town of St. Vatican. The people in the village all believed in God devoutly. The traveler saw that the town was poor and dilapidated, and the villagers were hungry, so he generously gave them a deal, exchanging their souls for it. Countless wealth. When the first man who signed the contract dug out a piece of gold from under an old tree at home, all the villagers rushed to find the traveler and signed their names."

Mephisto seemed to be recalling something, then paused briefly and then continued: "Then they discovered that a large amount of gold could be dug out in every corner and every inch of the entire town of San Francisco. Hey hey hey, guess what they did?”

Still not waiting for Johnny Blaze to answer, Mephisto continued: "Human nature is greedy and evil. Even if there is wealth everywhere, they still want to kill each other and want to own all the gold. So. It’s the flavor of the souls of these fallen believers that fascinates me so much.”

Johnny Blaze looked at the contract again, and every name on it had a completely different meaning when he looked at it again.

The Lord of Hell, Mephisto, walked up to Johnny Blaze with a cane, looked at the St. Fangansa Contract in his hand, and said playfully: "There are always self-righteous guys who want to set up a trap for the great Mephisto, haha Haha, all conspiracies and tricks are just a joke in the face of absolute strength. Take it, as long as you give him to me, I will fulfill my promise, take back the spirit of revenge in your body, and never disturb your peace. Life."

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