"Click"

The creepy sound of bone fractures sounded in the darkness.

A few seconds later, the Ghost Rider kicked the demon king Beret, tied up by chains, and then stood up with a broken black devil horn.

The thing was still stained with blood on the surface and looked quite ferocious.

"I've given it to you."

Johnny raised his hand and the devil's horn was thrown at Clark.

The latter was taken in his hand, and he looked at the Ghost Rider in confusion, and he said:

"What do I want this thing? I'll get it home like this and will be thrown away by Louise. She doesn't like this non-mainstream decoration."

The Ghost Rider has stepped onto his burning heavy locomotive.

Hearing Superman's statement, his flame skull deflected backward by 180°, and said to Superman in this weird posture:

"The Devil's Horn is a good thing, especially it comes from the superior devil. You will definitely not use it yourself. Those ghosts and monsters will instinctively get farther away from you, but it is still very good to use it to make a few amulets for your family."

"The battle between the king of hell has begun, and hell invasion will become very frequent in the future."

Johnny twisted the handlebars, and amid the low sound of the engine, he grinned with a very high temperature, and he said:

"No matter how strong you are, you will be unable to get a clone, so you have to care for your family, right? Only a man with a family can be perfect."

"Let's find a magician who is not very skilled to deal with this thing, and your family will have an extra layer of protection. In short, just treat it as the reward for your help this time."

Hearing the persuasion of the Ghost Rider, Superman looked down at the devil's horns that emitted black luster in his hand, and then put it away.

"Buzz"

The low engine sounded again, like a giant beast roaring in the darkness.

The scorching flames ejected from the motorcycle's exhaust pipe. As he kept twisting the handle, Johnny shouted again:

"Oh, by the way, Clark, if you want to meet Merlin, then in 3 days you can also go to St. Matthew's Church."

"Well, now, do you have to make an appointment in advance for an old friend to meet?"

Superman was moving his hands, he complained:

“Merlin’s shelf is getting bigger and bigger.”

"It's not his fault."

Johnny's motorcycle dragged a tied, seriously injured Hell Demon King. In the roar of the demon king, the motorcycle circled around Superman.

Ghost Rider says:

"He doesn't want to 'smuggle', and he doesn't want you to go to hell to see him. It will take time to report to Kama Taj this time..."

"You have to know that we are all rules, so you should understand your friends occasionally."

A strange smile appeared on the burning skeleton's face, and he said:

"You may not understand, Clark."

"But actually you and Merlin have met a long time ago... Hahaha, okay, let's not talk about it, I'll leave, you hurry up and go home, good man."

After saying that, the Ghost Rider put his burning finger bones into his mouth and whistled a sharp whistle.

Amid the roar of the motorcycle engine, he dragged the seriously injured and struggling demon Berret and rushed to the stone wall at the end of the valley.

The burning locomotive was getting faster and faster, and a bright line of fire was drawn on the blood-stained ground.

Amid the skeleton's crazy laughter, and in Clark's gaze, a dark red gate of hell opened in front of the Ghost Rider like a whirlpool of light.

The crazy knight did not slow down at all, and the hell fire on his body was pulled back by the strong wind.

He dragged a demon king with his chains and rushed from the world into hell.

"Swish"

As the light flashed, the last ray of turmoil in the nameless valley also returned to the sudden calm.

Kryptonian Superman rubbed his sore arms. He turned around and looked at the messy valley behind him. The remains of the angels had been restrained and the corpses of the devils were still thrown here.

But under the sunshine tomorrow, these hell creatures will disappear invisibly within a few hours.

But the filth they leave to this land may take longer to eliminate.

The will of hell is eroding, and it is no longer suitable for human habitation here.

But what Superman is worried about is another thing.

"Johnny said that a battle for hell has begun, and the invasion of hell on the present world will become more and more frequent..."

Clark squeezed the black and shiny devil's horns, which looked like ordinary people, and his blue eyes were full of worry.

"Be prepared in advance."

He looked around and squatted down his legs, and then rushed into the sky like a shell that had been released from his bore, but instead of flying directly back to his home in Kansas, he flew to the east coast.

He is going to meet someone and launch an initiative.

Chaos is coming, and if he is still fighting alone, it would be a bit inappropriate.

A group of wolves live, and a lone wolf dies.

This is not just a truth that only a villain understands.

On the other side, in the Double King Hell, Johnny, who had crossed the gate of hell, passed a brilliant fall mark in the air, and then even the people and the car steadily hit the anxious earth.

He controlled the motorcycle and drew a brilliant fire mark on the plain, and accurately parked the car in front of his waiting companions.

The Hell Demon, who was dragged by chains behind the motorcycle, rolled under the kinetic energy, and was then stepped on by a foot wearing a red war boot like high heels.

The devil King Beret, whose eyes were blinded, raised his head in a dusty face and looked up along the red boots.

A red onesie, a slender waist, a red cloak, a beautiful face, a spiral upward devil's horn, and a long white hair.

This is Satana. Hellstorm.

The daughter of Maharaja Malduk, and Berret also noticed that in Satana's hand, was holding a slightly strange scepter of bone.

A unique aura echoed on Satana.

Just like Beret faced the Hell Maharaja Marduke countless times, Satana's aura that was extremely similar to her father was not weak at all.

She ingested the power of hell, but only half of it...

Not even half.

"hehe"

The Demon King of Hell, who was tortured by Superman and the Ghost Rider in this world, let out a low laugh. He was tied by Johnny's chains and could not move at all.

But this devil who commands 85 Hell Legions is definitely not a fool.

The situation in front of you is already very clear.

Marduke is dead.

It is very likely that he died on the Archangel Slaughter missile carrying his conspiracy.

The cunning Hell Maharaja took several months to lift the stone, but in the end, he hit his own foot.

The position of the Lord of Hell was inherited by his children, and as the Demon King of Hell who is loyal to Marduke, Beret's long-lasting life is about to come to an end.

"Do you want to leave a last word?"

Satana, who was stepping on Beret with her feet, said:

"It's up to you to serve my father for many years."

"There's nothing to say."

Berret closed his eyes and said hoarsely:

"It's just a success and a defeat for the enemy. If you want to kill, just kill."

"good!"

Satana gave him a thumbs up and took a step back.

The Red Devil Asazo walked up with a bone battle axe. The demon mutant stared at Beret under his feet, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"The curse of the millennium will end today, and my family will be free."

He raised his battle axe with both hands and looked at Berret.

The Demon King looked at the weak mutant in front of him in confusion. He could not understand where Asazo's hatred for him came from.

Just as he had no idea that nearly a thousand years ago, he left a curse in the blood of the mortals who served him.

Such evil things are nothing to a superior devil.

But those who were cursed never gave up on their plan of revenge for thousands of years.

So what about ants?

As long as the timing is right, ants can kill the giant.
To be continued...