The Unrighteous God In Marvel

When the night fell on that day, after a day of sleep at home, but didn't sleep well, Johnny, who was a little tired, got up reluctantly amid the annoying ringing of the alarm clock.

Habitually wanted to press the alarm clock and continue to sleep, but suddenly, Johnny's eyes opened wide, and he remembered.

Now, he doesn't seem to be an ordinary person anymore. If he had to give himself a qualitative, Johnny felt that he should be a demon or something... right.

Get dressed and come to the mirror. When Johnny shaves with a razor, he will suddenly put on a grim expression at himself in the mirror.

Although there is only half of the shaving foam on his face, it looks a little funny.

Sometimes, he would use a low tone to learn from the male protagonist in the movie and come up with two very compelling lines, and then make himself a big red face, as if he has done something embarrassing.

Well, it's really shameful.

If you don’t think about what he said with his hands outstretched, stared, and split his hips, "I will judge your soul with the fire of hell", "Now! Count your sins!", "Look at me." Eyes, you smashed"... something like that.

…………

Riding his motorcycle, Johnny came to the place where he reshaped his three views again and again last night.

Although the corpses of those gangsters were burned by the night watchman and everything, there is no strangeness on the surface, but people were there last night, of course Johnny, who watched the art of murder all night. Know what happened here.

Although Mr. Night Watch told him that as long as his head was on fire, someone who saw him would run away by himself.

But Johnny was still too scared, and the night watchman had already made it clear.

"...In this world, there are really special ghosts...!"

Thinking of this, Johnny suddenly felt that he was not here alone.

There are also people behind the tree, behind the door, and behind the window...

There are people everywhere!

rustle……

When the wind blew through the leaves, Johnny was so frightened that he strode forward and assumed an attacking posture.

"...It's so scary...Why isn't Mr. Night Watch here yet!"

Johnny was suspicious now. He always felt that someone behind him was looking at him, and even the feeling of the wind blowing through his neck was someone gasping behind him. He even felt that he heard a ghost calling his name.

"...Johnny~ Ah..."

"what!!!!--!"

……………………………………

Under the moonlight, Johnny's face was embarrassed and composure of composure. Not far in front of him, Leon wearing a mask put his hands on his chest and looked at him with his head tilted. Cai guessed it. What is his face now.

a long time.

"Johnny." Leon said: "Why are you... afraid of ghosts?"

Johnny was even more embarrassed when Leon said this. He wanted to argue a few words with a stubborn neck. In the end, he didn't dare, and said weakly: "Before last night, I was not afraid of ghosts..."

"Oh~~?" Leon said in a long tone: "That means to blame me."

Johnny dared not speak.

Leon didn't continue, looking at Johnny's motorcycle and asked, "Did you not test your abilities in the room after letting you go back yesterday?"

Johnny dared not speak even more.

When he went back, he fell asleep in a muddle-headed manner. Although he didn't sleep well, he was never awake. How can I have time to test my abilities.

When Leon saw Johnny not speaking, he understood what was going on.

"Now use your abilities, don't need me to find a **** to give you."

Johnny shook his head and slowly closed his eyes.

call!

A flame ignited Johnny's big bone-shelled head. After the transformation, Johnny seemed to be calmer than when he just awakened last time.

Because Leon had been smiling over there waiting for Johnny to come up, the timing of daybreak yesterday was a bit too coincidental, and a minute or two later, Leon would be able to eat the ribs cooked with the flame on the stickman’s head. Up.

In the Marvel world, how can you not unlock a few wonderful achievements~

It seemed that he felt the strong malice from Mr. Night Watch. The stickman with his head on fire did not choose to die, but stood there honestly.

With two snaps of his fingers, Leon looked at the stickman: "Do you remember your name."

The stickman nodded, but did not speak.

Leon also nodded and thought: Although in the strict sense, the thing in front of him that is not a serious human being is essentially Johnny, and even the soul is exactly the same, and compared to the first time." When awakened, the stickman in this state obviously inherited all the memories from himself, but Johnny before and after the transformation feels exactly the same as the two people.

Not reflected in the appearance, but to mention the character, behavior, way of thinking, etc. of the two.

Johnny is a humorous, somewhat timid but tough-minded human.

This stickman is a calm and ruthless monster full of violent tendencies.

Thinking of this, Leon couldn't help but feel a little grateful.

Fortunately, Mephisto didn't think about turning himself into a messenger of bullshit, otherwise Leon himself didn't dare to think how terrible he would be if he became a ghost rider.

However, it is precisely because of this that Leon will take this task and help Mephisto find an emissary. Also deliberately found the most suitable person.

From any angle, Leon can say without arrogance that he is better than anyone who can be a ghost rider.

But Mephisto was able to do this, but he didn't. This shows that there is something special about Johnny that he has to do.

If it weren't for curiosity about this, Leon wouldn't be so concerned.

………………

"Hey, Stickman, where do you look. Here."

Leon walked to the stickman's motorcycle, pointed to the motorcycle and said to him: "Do you know who you are now, or do you know what you are now?"

The flames of the skull shook his head and said nothing.

"Knight! Evil Knight!"

Leon raised a finger and began to lecture: "As the name suggests, the evil spirit rider is a person who rides an evil spirit!

look! "

With a wave of his hand, Leon released his nightmare horse, turned on his horse, and showed the stickman a show of flying over the wall.

"Have you seen it, a real evil spirit warhorse! So, do you know what you should do, right!

We are going to the cemetery and open a blind box for you to ride. Ok! That's it...Huh? what are you doing? "

Leon was still here flicking Johnny, but he spoke a lot of words, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Johnny with his head on fire walking step by step to his own motorcycle, looking thoughtful.

"Ah...! You, you can't ride a motorcycle now, your whole body is full of fire, if your mailbox runs out of gas and you want to look down to see how much gas is left, it's not an accident...

Hey? Eh! You listen to people talking, you! "

After the transformation, the stickman Johnny finally said the first sentence: "If the car is also a chariot of flames, isn't it okay..."

After speaking, he pressed his pale skeleton hands on the fuel tank of the motorcycle, and a flame followed his arm and ignited on the motorcycle, instantly wrapping the entire chariot.

In a short period of time, the shape of the motorcycle has undergone tremendous changes.

The appearance is more hideous, the shape is more sturdy, the site is lower, but the armrests are higher, and the whole body is full of heavy metal style of death.

The tires of the car are still burning with unquenchable flames.

The stickman's palm left the fuel tank of the car. At first glance, this thing didn't seem to be driven by gasoline or diesel, and I didn't know what the fuel tank was left for.

Lyon pouted his mouth to pick faults with this cool motorcycle.

Turning over and straddling on a brand new motorcycle, the stickman looked up at Lyon riding a horse in the sky, as if to say again: This is the mount of the ghost rider.

enng~!

The motorcycle left a trace of flame on the spot, rushed directly outside, and ran away in a hurry.

Leon and Johnny talked about the cemetery. After the transformation, the ghost rider became decisive and assertive, and had already rushed to the cemetery first.

Lyon, who only left his food, was still riding on his nightmare war horse, looking at the flame that stretched far away, and mocking disdainfully: "What's good? Nothing is alive. That car must die of soreness while sitting. Up."

The Nightmare Warhorse seemed to feel that he had fallen out of favor, twisting his long neck and looking at his master with pitch-black eyes.

Leon gave a negative smile and patted the horse's head: "I have a good idea..."

…………………………

After more than half an hour, Leon sitting in the stroller slowly caught up with the ghost rider in front of him.

Just now due to unwillingness to do so, Lyon used his own Fire Dane to cooperate with the Nightmare Warhorse to create an enhanced version of the Ghost Rider.

Pull the wind, it is indeed very windy.

It hurts too.

The Nightmare Warhorse's flesh tank level is much higher than that of Lyon today. It is still a semi-physical energy body creature. The damage that things like flame can cause to it is no longer sufficient.

In particular, Lyon’s Fire Dungeons themselves are all low-level Fire Dungeons, and their skill levels are not very high.

But!

It still hurts.

With a few phoenix fires under the horse's hoof, Leon felt more embarrassed the more he thought about it.

Why bother with special codes!

I am not without a cool mount!

So Leon comforted the burned nightmare war horse, and took out his queen mount from the space.

King Frieza’s stroller...

Oh, this is high-tech. The favorite of the kings of the universe. What do you know, isn't this more stylish than any evil spirit chariot?

Look at this perfect curve, look at this delicate structure, look at this loudspeaker bigger than a face!

Drop~

What's your father's father's name! Dad’s father’s name is...di...

Leon buttoned the lid again.

"Johnny, did you...heard anything just now."

Although Johnny had become a stickman, he became unscrupulous in doing things, and was bold enough to do a lot, but at this time, he was still frightened by the inexplicable endless killing intent, and he just shook his head and almost extinguished the fire. This dispelled Lyon's idea of ​​"killing his mouth".

"Oh→_→Yes, you don't even have ears now, so what do you listen to?"

Ghost Rider:"……"

If I'm not scared, I will tell whoever I see!

……………………

The cemetery is not too far from the city, although Lyon was delayed for a while, but it was also quickly arrived.

After getting out of the car, Johnny regained his true colors and turned away.

It can be seen that he is now quite comfortable with his abilities.

No one taught him this, including the process of "quenching" a motorcycle without a teacher.

Leon felt that maybe this was why Mephisto chose him?

"Mr. Night Watchman, now..."

"Forgot to tell you, my name is Leon. You can call me that."

Johnny raised his eyebrows in surprise. He thought that Mr. Night Watch should not have such a serious and ordinary name.

After all, how could a demon be called such a name, shouldn't it be something like Asathus, Monroe, Mamen, Alastair, etc.?

"Um... Okay, Mr. Lyon. You said we won't know everything I want to know until we get to the cemetery. So, where is the truth hidden in the grave. I have some experience with this, and I should be able to get it soon. ."

Picking up a handful of shovel that the tombkeeper placed at the entrance of the cemetery, Johnny looked at the dense tombstones in front of him, and asked as if he had made up his mind.

Leon looked at him suspiciously, until he looked a little uncomfortable with Johnny, then took the shovel out of his hand and asked faintly: "Johnny, tell me the truth, you... Did it come from the crew of "National Treasure"."

Johnny didn't know what Leon was talking about, so he scratched his head: "...in the movie, isn't it all acting like this. Before he died, he wanted to bring the secret into the coffin, and didn't want to drag the next generation... …"

The voice became smaller and smaller, and Johnny also thought about it, and he seemed to take it for granted.

"Then..." Johnny asked again: "We come to the cemetery in the middle of the night without digging the grave. What are we doing here?"

Leon tilted his head back and looked at Johnny who was plausible, his chins were squeezed out: "No, you..."

Leon was also a little surprised: "What you said seems to make sense. Don't you really come from the National Treasures crew, my friend, do you know Nicholas Zhao Si?"

Throwing the shovel to the ground, Leon said with a smile: "A place like a cemetery is not without living people. Who said that when you go to the cemetery, you must go to find the dead~

for example……"

"Like what? Like who?"

Leon stretched his chin forward: "For example, the one behind you...Master Gravekeeper."

Johnny turned his head fiercely and saw the white-haired old man standing silently behind him in the night.

"Hi, how are you."

Leon raised a little...shovel, and said hello.

Johnny smiled awkwardly at the old man, looked back at Leon's dress, and felt cold.

This is so special that no one would think of it as a normal person...

Especially, still in the cemetery late at night.

Two steps back and walked to Leon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Johnny whispered: "You don't want to stop talking after you ask.

I saw it in the movie, he saw my face, and he will go there in the future...

Mr. Leon, what are you doing looking at me like this? "

This time it was Leon's turn to scratch his scalp.

"Johnny, promise me one thing."

"What's up?"

Leon carried the shovel on his shoulder and said as he walked forward: "In the future, watch less movies.

especially……

Nicholas Zhao Si's movie. "

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