The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

Chapter 550 You Can’t Not Want It Delivered to Your Door

"Put down the contract!"

"if not?"

Lake repeated with his right hand, taking the Saint Savatigan contract back into his own space, turned around, and at the same time disintegrating the golden holy cloth, put one hand in his pocket, watching Carter Sley who stopped him sharply at the church door: "You What are you going to do, plan to turn into a Ghost Rider again to stop me, you have deceived hell, you have deceived Mephisto, once you become a Ghost Rider, hehe, I think Mephisto will have a lot to say I want to tell you."

Carter Sley's expression changed instantly.

Lake chuckled.

really.

This product is not real at all because of the discovery of conscience, it is estimated that looking at the number of souls contracted in the contract of San Savatigan, something should not be thought of, and I want to take it for myself. As a result, in so many In the days, it was still impossible to decipher the mystery of the contract of St. Savatigan.

after all……

Carter Srey is a mortal, just a debt collector who was exempted from death by the lord of hell, Mephisto, and then used as a walk in the world.

After combining with the Spirit of Vengeance, Carter Slay, who transformed into the first generation of Ghost Rider, can be regarded as a transcendent of the hell system.

But the untransformed Carter Sley was just a mortal, or in other words, a rogue black policeman whose physical fitness was extremely poor and almost hollowed out by wine and sex.

A mortal trying to decipher the mysteries of the deeds of Saint Savatigan?

Isn't this an idiot's dream?

Lake snorted and turned to leave.

but……

"You can't go, the contract is mine."

"……Feel sorry?"

Lake raised his eyebrows, turned around and looked at Carter Sley: "What did you say, the contract is yours?"

Carter Slay stared at Lake: "The San Savatigan contract is mine, and you want to take it away. So, do you know how to collect the souls on it?"

Good guy.

You are really not polite at all.

Lake couldn't help laughing in his heart, and looked at Carter Sley thoughtfully: "Of course I know how to use the soul above, and then?"

The souls on the contract of St. Savatigan belong to hell.

Although the owner of the soul above belongs to Mephisto, this thing is the same as the so-called money. This money is nominally for Mephisto, but there is no rule that Lake cannot rob it.

As Lake, who also possesses the origin of hell, naturally, he knows how to use the soul in the contract of Saint Savatigan.

Lake had an idea.

Saint Seiya……

It's not just the eighty-eight.

Maybe I can fiddle with those one hundred and eight underworld fighters.

Lake thought so, he can't enter hell now, and once he enters, he will be controlled by the pull frame of the hell dimension itself, but if he passes through his soul, he can go to hell.

This is what Lake just thought of this morning. Otherwise, he would have come here, but he would have waited here, and would not have taken a fancy to the contract with more than 30,000 souls.

Carter Sley seemed to have made up his mind and looked at Lake, "We can share."

Lake was shocked directly: "What?"

Carter Sley seems to have made a great determination: "The contract of San Savatican is mine, you will use it, we can join hands and use the souls in this contract to conclude our own hell."

Lake was dumbfounded.

Carter Sley's words are still going on, but there is only one core idea, that is, the contract of San Savatigan belongs to him, if Lake uses this contract to collect souls, then half of the souls should be with him. He shares.

this……

Lake came back to his senses and didn't know what expression to make anymore. He looked at Carter Sley, and directly interrupted Carter Sley who was still chattering: "You really don't treat yourself as an outsider."

Carter Sley closed his voice and looked at Lake: "How about it, we can cooperate."

Lake shook his head.

Carter Sley was stunned: "What?"

Lake looked at Carter Sley with some confusion: "Why should I share with you, Mr. Carter Sley, as long as you can give a reason why I want to cooperate with you."

really.

For some people, it is not certain that the longer they live, the higher their wisdom.

Andy does.

The same is true for the Carter Sley in front of him.

Wisdom does not increase little by little with the flow of time, but is a fixed wisdom. Otherwise, no one will dare to say such brazen words without having a cerebral thrombosis every ten years.

after all……

Even a real ordinary person would never say 50/50 when he knew he couldn't compete with Lake.

Carter Sley heard Lake's words, but seemed surprised at why not. Looking at Lake, there seemed to be a hint of threat in the words: "You are not afraid that I will tell the great hell lord Mephisto."

The subtext is, if you don't agree to me, then everyone will just break up, I can't get it, and you can't get it either.

now it's right.

This is in line with what a black policeman said.

Lake nodded secretly in his heart, sort of unraveling his doubts, then, with his arms folded, he raised his chin towards Carter Sley: "Go ahead and tell your former master, tell him, Saint Sava The Tigan contract has been stolen."

"what?"

"You haven't heard, I'll give you time to communicate with hell."

"..."

Carter Sley looked at Lake in disbelief: "Isn't your goal the San Savatigan contract?"

Lake nodded.

"yes."

"If I tell the great hell lord Mephisto, once the great hell lord knows that you have stolen his contract, he will never let you go."

"I know, hurry up and tell your master."

"you……"

"speed."

"Don't force me!"

"..."

What the hell am I wasting time with an idiot?

Lake shook his head speechlessly in his heart. At the beginning, Lake had murderous intentions towards Carter Sley, but now, if he kills a fool, Lake is afraid that his IQ will be insulted, so he turns around and leaves.

next second.

Boom!

At the moment Lake turned around, the flames of hell began to crazily cover the limbs from the bare feet to the sound of Carter Sley's roar.

Lake turned around again, expressionless, and began to merge with Carter Sley, who had begun to merge with the Vengeful Spirit in the flames of hell.

You can't refuse the ones delivered to your door.

Anyway, Mephisto already has two Ghost Riders, and I will give one of them to me. Lake thinks that Mephisto will definitely be willing.

In hell dimension.

Mephisto felt that he suddenly rushed to the earth, as if he had received some kind of summoned spirit of vengeance, first he was slightly taken aback, and then he saw someone through the eyes of the spirit of vengeance.

"Saga!"

Mephisto almost spat these words out of his mouth through gritted teeth. At this moment, the traitor Carter Sley, who had reconnected with the dimension of hell, had not been noticed by Mephisto at this moment.

"kill him!"

Mephisto directly issued an order to the Vengeful Spirit, roaring: "Kill him!"

"As you wish, my master!"

The Vengeful Spirit's response to the commands of its master, Mephisto, was very clear.

after all……

The Spirit of Vengeance that made up the first generation of Ghost Riders is fundamentally different from Zatanos, who made up the second generation of Ghost Riders.

The Vengeful Spirit is a subordinate of Mephisto.

And Zatanos is the defeat of Mephisto.

"You are guilty!"

Occupying the body of Carter Sley, the first-generation Ghost Rider with a skull burning in flames, that is, the Spirit of Vengeance, posed in a pose, pointing to Lake, who seemed to be watching a play with his arms around him, and said in a deep voice: "Accept the judgment of hell obediently."

Lake raised an eyebrow.

judge me?

"Mephisto!"

Lake's eyes passed through the hollow eyes of the ghost knight, and directly through the ghost knight, he set his gaze on the dimension of hell, and said directly to Mephisto: "You know what my law is."

Mephisto snorted coldly: "If you have a feeling, come down to hell and talk to me. The origin you took away with small means is not recognized by the hell dimension itself."

"It's not up to you whether you approve or not."

Lake didn't take Mephisto's words to heart at all. This kind of low-level words can't affect Lake's inner world at all: "I just have a question. Since you know what my fundamental law is, why don't you just sit back and watch?" Seeing your vengeful spirit come up and stand in front of me majestically, why, did you give me a gift?"

Mephisto's complexion changed instantly like that of Carter Sley.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing that he had achieved the desired effect of murder, Lake directly laughed: "Anyway, thank you, Lao Mo, I accept the gift you sent me."

"Do not!"

Mephisto roared back to his senses: "Spirit of Vengeance, come back, come back!"

Words are spoken.

But unfortunately it is too late.

Almost at the moment when Mephisto roared, the first generation of Ghost Riders had already come straight to Lake, planning to use the flames of hell to judge Lake, burn Lake's soul, and let Lake fall into hell completely.

Whether it is the first generation of Ghost Riders or the second generation of Ghost Riders, the skills of the Eye of Judgment are very evil.

To speak out is to judge the guilty.

But looking at the whole earth, any living being, as long as his soul is within the scope of hell, then he is guilty.

After all, in the eyes of hell, if you killed a person, ate an animal, or trampled an ant to death, the crimes may be high or low, but there is no doubt that they are all guilty.

The ghost knight stretched his body condescendingly, staring at Lake's eyes with fiery skeleton eyes, whispering with the devil: "Look into my eyes and accept my judgment, sinner!"

The corner of Lake's mouth curled up: "Then you also look into my eyes and accept my judgment."

Words fell.

At the moment when Mephisto's roar came, in Lake's eyes, the chaotic universe evolved, and the hungry plunder directly blasted the ghost knight in front of him.

"Be my vengeful spirit!!!!"

"..."