"Ha, where did the half-demon come from?"

Beyond the peeling and crumbling ruins of the haunted town of St. Van Gonzana, the limping black-hearted prince looks back at the desert behind him.

It saw the half-demons fighting the abominable Ghost Knight in the flames of hell that were blazing.

The creature was something it had never seen before, the iconic four demon horns that were two long and two short, and the strange eyes that spread all over the face, the four dark red demon pupils, and the long white hair burning in the night sky at the back of the head, these conspicuous signs made Blackheart confirm the identity of the guy who suddenly appeared.

"The son of the three palaces..."

The black-hearted prince grabbed his chin with sharp claws, and it said:

"It seems that he is still a son of the Three Palaces who has hunted many of his kind, is their sad reincarnation coming to an end again? Doesn't this mean that the third palace is about to be unsealed? Hehe, hell is really getting more and more lively. ”

"It's the time for my generation to rise."

The blackheart laughed twice, and in a strange posture it turned and stepped into the ghostly town of St. Vangonza, its tail flicking, and it was in a very good mood to look at the mountains.

"Although I don't know why that son of the three palaces fought with the Evil Spirit Knight, isn't it better? No one can interfere with my coronation anymore..."

Like a backpacker on a trip here, the Blackheart Prince limped along, surveying the gloomy town.

More than 200 years ago, this town was just an ordinary desert town in the wild west, where thousands of people lived in poverty and peace, until one day, a mysterious person appeared in the town.

He promised the foolish and superstitious that at midnight in the next three days, he would bring eternal life to the rest of the town.

But as with all stories about the devil, there is a limit to the number of eternal life... The gift of eternal life is not available to everyone.

In the church in the center of the town, he signed a pact with the villagers and drifted away, planting the seeds of depravity and watering them with the water of desire.

In the space of 3 days, the originally peaceful town was completely turned into a hell on earth under the temptation of selfish lust and greed.

First, there was a quarrel caused by suspicion.

Then quarrels bring resentment.

Resentment calls for hostility, and hostility goes hand in hand with revenge.

In the midst of the laughter of revenge, the gates of hell opened.

The first dead were found at dawn on the first day, and by dawn the next day there were 33 dead in the town, and after the sun went down on the third day, sin danced and reveled in the town.

The father killed his son, the wife poisoned her husband, the daughter lay in a pool of blood, and the whole town began to burn under the gaze of her godless eyes, and the slashing of the madmen who had been blinded by eternal life.

This is the Pact of St. Van Gonza...

Thousands of dead souls have received the "eternal life" they crave, and they cannot go to hell after death, but continue to live in the ruins as wretched ghosts.

Never die, never think of liberation.

"Come on, come on."

Blackheart dragged his burned leg towards the long-collapsed chapel in the center of the town.

In the dark and cold ruins around it, one after another black spirits shuttled back and forth in the ruins of the past like a strange black mist, and under the shadow of the Sensen, those resentful spirits who longed for rest were watching the black heart.

The latter held a quaint golden scroll in his hand.

Like torches in the dark, the wraiths roared, recognizing the scroll as it had been used 200 years ago when the mysterious man lured them into their falls.

They let out a shrill roar, like a horde of demons, and followed behind Blackheart, like a king commanding his people.

Blackheart laughed, and the Prince of Hell had rebelled against his father countless times, and recently, it was the closest it came to success.

As long as it tears open the scroll in the church, it can absorb a trace of the power of Mephistopheles' hell, and with the help of these souls who yearn for rest, its little hell will be truly established.

Best of all, it's a far, far away from hell, and its father can't stop it, and the only Ghost Rider who can stop it is still wrestling passionately with the half-demon who suddenly appeared in the desert.

Well, Kama Taj's questioning may be a nuisance, but all Blackheart needs is a hiding place in the human world, it will not break the rules and order of the human world at all, and it is willing to obey all the demands of the dreaded Supreme Mage.

After its Hell is perfected, it will move it back into the Hell dimension, and then truly participate in the upcoming Battle for the King of Hell, showing its abilities on a higher stage and recruiting more followers.

Every Lordlord of Hell started this way, including his father, and the Prince of Blackheart felt that he could replicate their victory.

Maybe Hell's Frontier is a good place to be, the mysterious conspirators seem to be powerful, and maybe they can work together further.

"Hmm... The hardest step has already been taken. ”

Blackheart stood in front of the collapsed chapel, looking at the dense gloomy shadows in front of it, those resentful spirits gathered together, and the terrifying negative energy they emitted made the temperature of this ruin drop by more than ten degrees in an instant.

This scene is enough to frighten anyone...

It's a pity that it can't scare a devil with big ambitions.

"You long for freedom... It's miserable that you've been tied down for so long..."

As if giving a speech, Blackheart waved the contract in its hand, and said to the wraiths in front of it:

"But you know, once I open it, you'll be pulled into the hell of Mephistopheles, and believe me, you won't get the freedom you hope for... Unless, unless you're willing to help me! ”

Blackheart spread out his hands, and his tail wagged around, and he said:

"If you are willing to enter the hell I am about to build out of this eerie ghost, I will set you free... I will send you into reincarnation with my own hands, I swear~"

The devil stretched out its claws, put them together, and made a vow.

Of course, it doesn't give freedom to these spirits, and without their help, it doesn't have enough energy to transform the town of St. Van Gonza into a hellish barrier, and it won't be able to absorb the shred of control that belongs to the real hell in the contract.

But what do these spirits know?

They were nothing more than fools who had been deceived by Mephistopheles during their lifetime, and they would not get wiser after death.

And the long confinement has wiped out the last shred of their sanity, and they can do anything for the sake of freedom.

Not to mention the last time you do this simple operation.

"If there is no objection, I will assume that you agree..."

Blackheart smiled and lifted the scroll, apparently intending to tear it open.

This made His Excellency Doom, who was hiding on the other side of the ruins and hiding his breath, finally breathe a sigh of relief.

This expressive devil is talking a lot!

Under Doom's iron mask, those eyes narrowed, and his fingers pinched out a special magic seal, as long as Black Heart tore the scroll he had carefully crafted, then he would have the handle to coerce Mephistopheles in his hand.

With a simple exchange, he was able to free his mother's soul from the hands of the great devil.

But just as Blackheart was about to tear open the scroll, in the dead silence of the small town of St. Vangonza, a raven's neigh suddenly sounded.

The next moment, a brilliant rainbow of light fell from the sky, like a heavy hammer, and slammed into the center of the cursed town, that is, on the dilapidated chapel behind Black Heart.

"Boom"

The terrifying loud noise, coupled with the bright light, frightened the resentful spirits gathered together, and the black heart turned his head blankly, and in the dissipation of the light curtain, a terrifying thing slowly stood up in the pit that cracked the ground.

It was a huge humanoid.

It has a silvery-white metallic sheen all over its body, and it looks full of texture, with full arms and legs, and five fingers that can move freely.

The arms and waist are covered with sharp barbs, not the angular shape, but like a real human being, with obvious curves on the body and muscular outlines.

The only oddity was its head, a fully robotic head, like one of those knights in a medieval armor with a fully covered iron helmet, with a yellow glow in its irregular hexagonal eyes.

If you look closely, there is a burning flame in that eye socket.

It stood up little by little under the gaze of the black heart, this guy was more than 5 meters tall, it looked down at the black heart, the flames in its eyes were beating, like looking at an ant jumping around.

It's the Destroyer...

The weapon prepared by the god king Odin for the legendary Ragnarok of Asgard, every piece of steel on the body is the best demon infusion urugin, and more than tens of thousands of rune runes are attached to the whole body, giving it the ability to move and fight independently.

Best of all, no matter how many injuries you take, this thing can heal quickly.

God-King Odin does not allow any Asgardians to interfere in Thor's exile, but the Queen of Heaven has taken advantage of the loophole, and the Destroyer is not human... It's just a weapon.

"Woohoo!"

Raven Moonin flapped his wings and landed on Destruction's broad shoulders, and the raven looked at the childlike black heart below with a sarcastic gaze, and the black heart also looked at the strange raven.

The devil's gaze upset Muning, who quacked and cried:

"What do you see? You ugly! Offended Asgard and still want to run? ”

"Up! Give us a call! ”

"In the name of the eldest sister, bury it!"

With Muning's unreearing scream, the massive Destroyer locked onto its target, raising its metal fist, the steel fist crashing down in the glow of Rune's runes.

"Boom"

Merlin, who was "fighting" with the Ghost Rider, felt the ground shake under his feet, and he struck the Ghost Rider in the chest with his halberd, knocking it back, and then looked back.

I saw the small town of St. Van Gonza in the distance, as if it was undergoing a forced demolition, and the smoke and dust were billowing up.

"Doom, what's going on?"

Merlin asked angrily, but no one answered.

Hidden in the ruins, Doom looked at the town destroyed by a quarter of the Destroyer's punch in front of him, and the black heart that was knocked to the ground in the shock, he reached out with a little headache and covered his forehead.

"How can you be so troublesome..."

Doom's patience has reached the limit, this robot that suddenly appeared at the last moment is not easy to mess with, and the great wizard can see at a glance those runes floating on the robot's body, which are extremely superb rune combinations.

The wounded Black Heart is no match for this robot, and this weak prince of hell can't even escape.

But it's even more impossible to let Blackheart be killed by robots, and Doom still hopes to save his mother's soul.

The Wizard King thought for a moment, he was no longer hiding, and in the smoke-filled haunted town, Doom's green cloak danced, and he walked out of his hiding place.

The wraiths hid in the shaking ruins and stared at Doom, but the most daring of them did not dare to approach the powerful spellcaster.

As Doom progressed, several energy sources of his simple iron armor were activated, and yellow arcs of electricity wrapped around Doom's arms, a scene that looked like Tony when he activated Super Mark.

"Bang"

Before Doom's eyes, the Destroyer from Asgard pressed Blackheart to the ground with one hand and raised his fist with the other, like the most diligent blacksmith, constantly smashing the barbed iron fist on Blackheart.

The Prince of Hell was so far away from Hell that in its heyday it might have been able to fight against the glittering robot a few times, but now, it was beaten and powerless.

If it weren't for the fact that it was born of resentment and had the blood of the Great Devil, which could constantly repair its body, it would have been scattered under the heavy punch of the Destroyer.

The giant looks like a technological artifact, but it's not.

It is a creation on the magic side, and it has enough power to hurt a fantasy creature like Blackheart.

"Enough!"

Just as the Destroyer raised his fists, ready to smash Blackheart again, a roar rang out at its side.

In the overlapping blessing of energy and magic, Doom raised his arms, two yellow pillars of light erupted from his palms, and on his arms, several magic runes were superimposed into a rotating magic circle, so that the energy impact emitted by his armor was also attached to the destructive power of powerful magic.

"Boom"

The first pillar of light slammed into The Destroyer's chest, like a punch that staggered the Destroyer backwards.

In front of Doom's right palm, a yellow arc of light quickly formed a ring, then a second ring, and a third, a golden cross-like light danced, connecting the three rings together.

Orange magic runes pulsed, and terrifying magic converged in Doom's palm.

The next moment, like a pillar of light fired by a heavy cannon, erupted from the center of the three rings, and the light slammed into the feet of the Destroyer, and in the magic explosion controlled by Doom, the heavy and powerful Destroyer was thrown into the air.

Under the terrified cry of Raven Muning, the huge robot was completely unable to resist in the air, and could only be restrained, thrown like a meteor into the distant desert.

Super-level magic, no doubt.

And it's a composite spell that Merlin has never seen before, with a perfect balance of binding, sealing, explosion, control, and destruction, and it's the perfect work of super-level magic.

The black-hearted prince lying on the ground had no idea what was happening, and he tried to get up.

But the next moment, Doom's iron boots were on its chest, and beneath the iron mask of the wizard king, those eyes shone with a cold disgust.

"I can't even make the tools... What a rubbish! ”

Blackheart wanted to refute, but Doom was in no mood to bother with it.

The Wizard King raised his hand, and the golden scroll fell into his hand, and he bent down, his iron armor clasping Blackheart's claws, forcing it to tear the scroll open.

Countless rays of dark light erupted from the scroll, restraining the screaming black hearts like a dark cobweb of bondage.

In the dance of the strange black magic, a prince of hell far from home was soon completely controlled, and its mind resisted, but its resistance became weaker and weaker in the face of the scroll magic that Doom had spent so much effort writing about.

Eventually, like a marionette, he stood up sluggishly and stood right behind Doom.

"Mephistopheles!"

Dom took out the true Saint Vangonza Pact from his pocket, and he shouted towards the empty sky:

"I know you're here! I know you're watching... Your hellish split is just around the corner! Your empire will crumble! ”

"Now! Come out! Face me! ”

"Face Doom!"