Meiman's mutant necromancer

Chapter 166 Chaotic New York

"Johnny, Johnny, Johnny." A murmur woke Johnny up, he resisted the pain all over his body and opened his eyes, and found himself lying in a church, and Mephisto was watching from a distance. look at yourself.

"You've seen the demons, Johnny?" Mephisto asked.

"Yes, I also killed one, but they seem to be different from what you described."

"Have I said what they are like, no, no, they are all the appearance of the demons in your heart. In fact, you can regard them as creatures of another race, but they are human Soul food." Mephisto didn't care about Johnny's questioning gaze, and said calmly, "What did you see, a good man, or a brave and fearless policeman, hehe, don't forget, you humans are hunting Sometimes they also resort to camouflage tactics, and of course demons do too."

"I used the Eye of Judgment on him, but it didn't work. What's going on?" Johnny asked suspiciously. He knew that Mephisto's words were untrustworthy, but the policeman turned into black ash after his death Also suspicious.

"That's because what you killed was just a little guy. The effect of the eye of judgment is to let the person being judged use his soul to experience the pain caused by the crimes committed by the person he killed in the past, and these demons have no souls, their souls are housed in their masters."

"Their master?"

"Yes, that is an ancient evil spirit called Hei Kong, who had been living in the far east before, and only recently came to America, and used his immortal body to tempt countless believers to become his puppets, perhaps these puppets were They are not bad people, but once they hand over their souls to Hei Kong, they will become his minions. At that time, they will only act according to Hei Kong's instructions. Now, you know why I appear here Has the spirit of vengeance awakened in you before you?"

"Hmph, it sounds like his behavior is similar to yours." Johnny sneered. After 10 years in society, he is no longer that ignorant boy. Maybe Hei Kong is not a good thing, but the person in front of him named Mo The old ones at Fisto aren't much better, and they're no different than demons when it comes to defrauding people's souls.

"No, no, Johnny, you are wrong. There is a big difference between me and him." Mephisto was still not angry because of Johnny's words, "I am indeed a demon, but to be precise, my occupation Just a businessman."

Bang, Mephisto swiped his palm across the candle holder, and a flame that soared into the sky immediately appeared in his palm.

"Look, with my ability, it's easy to get your soul, but I didn't do that. I just made a deal with you. Of course, there may be some small flaws in the deal contract, but that's not my problem. , I fully fulfilled all the contents of the contract, didn't I?"

"But Hei Kong is different. He is more like a liar or a thief. He just cheated human souls with lies. Shouldn't such a demon be eradicated?"

"Hmph, it's because he blocked your way of making money. How can a devil like you fight for the banner of justice?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm so sad when you say that, don't say such unfeeling words in front of God, okay? Although I took your soul away, I also gave you a body that can compete with demons." Mephisto Putting on a sad look, "Well, even if you're right, I'm still a legitimate business competition. It's not a bad thing to report the location of another demon to Ghost Rider, is it?"

"Hmph, I will go and kill that demon named Hei Kong, and then, if you let me know that there are other victims, I will appear in front of you, fight fire with fire, and let you feel the spirit of revenge. The infinite pain." After saying this, Johnny turned and walked out of the church regardless of Mephisto's stinky face.

Looking at the back of Johnny going away, a smile appeared on Mephisto's gloomy face, he picked up the phone and said: "Okay, those superheroes won't bother you for a while, now, It's time for you to fulfill your promise, otherwise, the Ghost Rider from last night might appear in front of you, I don't think you would want to look into his eyes."

"Joy, how are you?" In the infirmary of the Thirteenth District Police Station, Joey came out from the shadow behind Matt again, and Sergeant George immediately supported his shoulders. Although they could be resurrected, but that It doesn't feel comfortable at all.

"Phew, head, that guy's flame is too scary, I have no ability to resist in front of that flame." As the person involved, Joey has a more intuitive feeling than Mike.

"What is this guy's background, why is he against us?"

"Uh, head, I don't think he's a bad guy, because he didn't hurt me, even though I shot him so many times." Mike said from the side, and he was also in the room as a witness.

"Here is the problem. He may be a good person, but his behavior has seriously affected us. This is not a good thing, and that guy has never been recorded before. Even if I want to communicate with him, I can't find anyone. " George said angrily.

"The head of the flame skull, I seem to have heard of this feature." Matt said suddenly.

"Oh, where is it?" Everyone looked at him.

"Death Whisperer asked me about this feature once, and he called this guy a Ghost Rider, so I think he might know something."

"That's right, isn't the Death Whisperer also wearing a skull mask? Maybe they know each other." Mike said in surprise, he had also admired Kane for a long time.

"...I don't want to see that red and blue guy, Matt, I have to trouble you." When George thought of Peter next to Kane, he couldn't help but want to draw a gun, so he gave this task to Matt. special.

"Boss, we found the tire marks left at the scene. They are tire marks of a limited edition Harley motorcycle. This car is rare in New York." Bright.

"I thought people with supernatural powers used to fly. I didn't expect there to be motorcycle enthusiasts. Matt, let's split up. I'll take someone to find this clue. You can ask the Death Whisperer. I hope he He's a guy who listens to what he's told."

The entire police station began to get busy. At the same time, orders from the New York underground king Jin Bing also flowed into the underworld, and a large number of gangsters began to quietly focus on the homeless on the street.

(End of this chapter)