Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"Who is this?"

Johnny also wore big sunglasses. He stood behind Saber, looking at the tombstone, "Carter Slay, this name sounds familiar..."

"He is your predecessor, Johnny, the previous generation of ghost riders. In this desert, his story is almost becoming a legend."

Saibo stood up and knocked on the tombstone behind him, "It is said that he is dead, but I don't think he is. A person who dares to make a deal with the devil and dare to snatch things from the devil will not die so easily. The thing is just a cover-up, the old man must be hiding somewhere else."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked. Under the shade of a tree not far behind him and Johnny, there was a man with a dirty appearance, wearing a worn-out cowboy hat from the last century, and leaning on a graveyard keeper often used The old man with the shovel was looking at them playfully.

Saber raised his hand and waved to him,

"Hey, Carter Srey, am I right?"

"Damn it!"

The old man, who looked like he might go to see God at any time, spat hard, and rudely pointed his middle finger at Seber,

"What are you still doing there? Two rookies who don't even know how to conceal aura, do you know that hot chickens like you represent a lot of soul gold coins in the eyes of those hunters, and you haven't been caught yet?" People hacked to death, I have to say, the luck of the fool is really good."

He rolled his eyes, turned around with his shovel and pushed open the door of the gravekeeper's hut, waved his head at Seber and Johnny, and the two walked forward knowingly, and walked into the room under the leadership of the old man. In the little house.

Although the old man who has lived for more than 200 years looks sloppy, his house is unexpectedly tidy, and even has a warm and sacred feeling, because in the innermost part of the house, there is a statue of St. Michael. I don't know if it's an illusion, but Seber always feels that this angel looks a little weird.

It seems... It seems that there are eyes watching the world through the angel's eyes.

"Tea, or coffee?"

The fierce old man glanced at the two of them, raised two jars and asked, Johnny subconsciously asked,

"Is there any beer?"

The old man glared at him, and said teasingly, "Alcohol is not allowed in the Holy Land, but let me give you a glass of juice, little mama."

Johnny froze for a moment, then shrugged, "Then do whatever you want, you bloody old man."

Saber's focus was obviously another, rubbing his chin and asking,

"Holy place? What kind of holy place is this?"

The old man's movements were interrupted by this question. He followed Saibo's eyes and saw the carefully-cared-for angel statue. He tilted his head,

"The old site of St. Michael's Church, 220 years ago, the first foothold of the Archangel descended on the world... one of the holy places in this country, you also found it, right? You bloody little slicker, hey, don't Look at the incarnation of the holy angel with that impolite look, you know, she can see you!"

"Um?!!"

Saibo suddenly came back to his senses, he frowned, "What do you mean?"

"What else could it mean?"

The old man came over with two cups of steaming tea, put them in front of the two people, raised his legs, reached out to take the cigar from Seber, sniffed it under his nose, his wrinkled face showed With a satisfied expression, he comfortably lit a cigar on the oil lamp next to him, swallowed the smoke,

"You've seen the devil, maybe even signed the contract, you've entered the reality under the absurd appearance of this world, kid, there are devils, but are there no angels? Devils can enter this world, but angels can't? "

This sentence is a bit gritty, Seber and Johnny fell into thinking at the same time, the old man flicked the cigarette ash on the side, and changed into a more comfortable posture,

"But don't worry, this world is under the supervision of a powerful being. Whether it is an angel or a devil, they are all guests... The guests must obey the arrangement of the master. There will indeed be some lunatics who believe in power, but that is A small probability event, believe me, you may not encounter it once in your life."

"Hey, you live very safely, provided that you have always been so peaceful."

The old man rudely picked up the water in front of him, drank it down, and let the clear water stand on his messy beard. He looked at Johnny with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then looked at Saibo, but there was an expression in his eyes. There was a doubt,

"Wait, you... your power seems to be incomplete, you didn't sign the contract?"

Saibo shrugged, and took out the contract Mephisto gave him from his arms. It was wrapped in black goatskin, with golden gilt edges, and looked very gorgeous. He threw the two finger-thick things on the table ,

"Yes, I didn't sign it!"

"Damn it!"

The old man swears, he straightened up, pointed at Saibo's eyes, "Let me see your eyes!"

Saber took off his sunglasses, stared wide-eyed,

"Is that so?"

"Bastard! The real kind!"

The old man looked a little irritable, Saibo snapped his fingers, and the crimson flames and dark red eyes emerged at this moment, but at the moment this power appeared, a gentle power emanated from the surroundings of the angel statue, It appeared with a kind of warm light, but it was extremely domineering, forcibly pressing back the completely released pupils of Saibo into the eyes.

It didn't hurt him...

"Evil power is not allowed in this holy place...but you really surprised me!"

The old man put the cigar in his mouth and took a strong puff. He looked at Saibo as if he saw some kind of rare treasure.

"It's unbelievable. Without the help of Mephisto's will, you can suppress the agitation of a part of the spirit of revenge, and let it be used by you in a limited way. How did you do it?"

"Well..."

Saibo thought for a while, "Is it worth exercising 4 hours a day, reading more books and doing good deeds?"

"Go away! You unscrupulous fellow!"

The old man cursed viciously, and then he set his eyes on Johnny again. After seeing this, the old man showed a strange expression again,

"You are also a freak... He took away your soul, but failed to take away your heart and will. It is not the fire of hell that dominates you. I even feel the revival of the spirit of revenge on you Traces...wow, today looks like my lucky day."

After finishing speaking, the old man whistled happily, but what he said confused Sebo and Johnny a bit, and Johnny asked,

"Wait! What is Hellfire? What is Spirit of Vengeance? Why are you so excited that Cyber ​​did not sign the contract? Damn it, can you tell us all at once? By the way, are you Carter Smith? thunder?"

"Of course I am, child."

The old man picked up the bible next to him, flipped through it, and said softly, "I am Carter Sley, no doubt, I also know that you have a lot of questions to ask, but don't worry, I will answer them bit by bit. tell you."

"First of all, I want to say, don't listen to Mephisto's lies! The power in the three of us does not come from him at all. He is just a disgusting liar, a pretender, a reptile-like bastard! You signed The contract has nothing to do with your ability to awaken! I'm talking about you, Johnny Blazer!"

Carter's eyes became mysterious and deep, he pointed at Johnny,

"Even if you don't sign the contract, when the time is right, you can still summon the Spirit of Vengeance to bend over, because you are talented and you are the chosen one. Mephisto asked you to sign the contract for nothing more than to control you in advance. Live your soul and let you be used by him, just like he deceived me back then, that bloody bastard!"

"By whom?"

Johnny asked subconsciously, and Saibo also pricked up his ears. The old man looked at them as if he pointed to the angel statue standing there.

"By an angel?"

Johnny asked stupidly, but the old man directly covered his face with the Bible,

"Damn it! It's God!"

"It is said that the first batch of vengeful spirits were the swords of punishment from heaven. In the distant past, when human civilization was still in its infancy, God sent the vengeful spirits to rain down on the world in the form of fire. The second method of monitoring the world after the Deluge... oh, don't look at me like that, I don't believe him, I will say, God is a bitch!"

This sentence made Seber almost spit out the tea in his mouth. He should have thought of it long ago. The old man in front of him could tell from the tone of his speech that he didn't believe in anything at all.

"The angel statue was also an accidental loot from a bandit raid when I was a Texas Mounted Policeman. It is said that it was a sacred object that was snatched from the holy land of Jerusalem during the Crusades. I don't know how it fell into this place, but ...I have indeed seen the scene where she descended into this world using this stone statue as a coordinate."

The old man raised his brows at Sable and Johnny proudly,

"I'm the first person in this world to have a good laugh with the Archangel in nearly 200 years."

"Then the question is...why is God's Spirit of Vengeance controlled by Mephisto?"

Johnny asked again. Regarding this question, the old man frowned,

"I don't know. I don't know the specific situation. It is said that it is because the Spirit of Vengeance has forgotten its duty. It has changed from maintaining balance to punishing all evils. Do you know? If you do something too absolutely It's not a good thing, in the eyes of the fallen vengeful spirits, even the slightest sin will be punished by death."

He pursed his lips, "It's scary... You can think that the Vengeful Spirit is already crazy, so being bent over by him is actually not a good thing. Anyway, when I became a ghost rider, my mind was always in chaos. Always subconsciously seek out the guilty and bring them to trial."

"That power is difficult to control, but it should be, after all, how can a mortal spirit fight against a vengeful spirit..."

Cartersley sighed with regret, shrugged his shoulders, and continued,

"But I'm sure, God... uh, maybe it's Zeus or Odin or something, they're gone... They left this world, and they're said to have been expelled by the powerful one who monitored the world, uh, There is also a saying that the Supreme Mage destroyed Mount Olympus, and the other gods were afraid, and they left this world on their own initiative. In short... It is good to have faith, but those believers do not know that their It is no longer possible for the gods to respond to them."

There was a playful light in the old man's eyes,

"No matter who it is... there may still be gods left in this world, but they are no longer the masters of this world, and we are no longer lambs. This is a good thing, isn't it?"

"Okay, let's talk about me, what's the matter with my eyes?"

Saibo asked, the old man stretched out two fingers and waved them in front of their eyes,

"The complete ghost knight is composed of the spirit of vengeance, the fire of hell and the host. Johnny is the complete knight. His soul is controlled by Mephisto, and the tainted and corrupted spirit of vengeance resides in his body." Spirit, and he can also mobilize the power of hellfire, that kind of crimson flame, the temperature is extremely high! His eyes are the eyes of repentance, the most terrifying weapon of every ghost knight."

"But you're not, you don't have crazy vengeful spirits in your body, it must be Mephisto who is a cunning guy, even if the vengeful spirits are crazy, he can't control them, so he used It is a roundabout method, first tricking you into signing a contract, then controlling your souls, and finally handing over the power of the Spirit of Vengeance to you, and controlling the Spirit of Vengeance for his use by controlling your soul."

Carter Slay talked eloquently, he pointed to Sable's eyes,

"When you didn't sign the contract, he won't give you the complete Vengeful Spirit. From my experience, your eyes are only a small part of the power of the Vengeful Spirit, although I don't know how you control it. Its, but it seems to be available to you now, I guess that old dog can't take it back, which is a good thing, by the way, you have to be careful with that contract, that treacherous old man cast a spell on the top of the contract, As long as the finger touches, the wound will be cut open, and the blood will drip on the contract, which means the contract is established..."

The old man patted the table indignantly, "This is how I got tricked back then!"

Johnny touched his nose unnaturally, "Uh, I was deceived in the same way."

"Then this contract?"

Saibo picked up the scroll, and the old man waved his hand in disgust, "You can use it as a butt wipe, that thing is useless except to dedicate your soul to the devil, but you have to pay attention, You don't have the support of a complete vengeful spirit in your body, and the ability of those eyes to ignite sinful souls is best used sparingly. If your will is not firm enough, you may be turned into a lunatic who can only drink porridge for the rest of your life by that kind of pressure. "

"Huh...don't worry, I won't be so stupid as to let it control me with this kind of power of unknown origin, I'm not that weak yet."

Cyber ​​breathed a sigh of relief. After confirming that the eyes were harmless, he was relieved. He looked at Carter Sley,

"Then tell me about you, the story of your contract with Saint Van Gonzale."