Frank held the shovel and looked at the old man guarding the tomb before he finished speaking, his breath disappeared and his body turned into ashes.

With the death of the old man guarding the tomb, the shovel in Frank's hand also shattered, and a yellowed ancient sheepskin roll fell out from the handle of the stick.

The real contract has always been hidden in this shovel. No wonder the old man guarding the tomb went wherever he went, even if he ran away, he always brought this shovel.

"What should I do if this is what I do..." Frank was holding the contract and felt a headache.

To be honest, Frank never thought that things would develop to this level now.

He just wanted to complete the contract with the demon Crowley as soon as possible and wait for the two to clear it up.

He can return to normal life, and be far away from these monsters, demons, etc. It is also good to be an ordinary person who doesn't know about life.

Frank is just an ordinary little person, he just wants to live a good life, have a harmonious family, and watch the children grow up healthily.

Frank is not a superhero, and he doesn't have the spirit of saving the world.

Frank doesn't want to take on such a big responsibility and burden. He has thin shoulders and cannot afford it.

"Why are you dead? Alas?" Frank sighed at the corpse of Burning Johnny.

The old man in the tomb originally wanted the Ghost Knight of Mephisto's new contract, which was the hot Johnny, to take over, but by chance, the contract fell into his hands.

Now, Frank is in a dilemma, the old man guarding the tomb is dead, Johnny Burning is dead, and he is the only one left to live.

Unless he throws the contract to the ground, regardless of the contract, he leaves alone.

But that won't work. Whether this contract is obtained by angels or by demons, it seems that it will cause trouble, causing chaos in the world.

"Oh..." Frank sighed heavily, and after hesitation, he kicked the contract up and turned around and left.

The fact that the contract was taken away by the angels' is already something that angels and demons know each other. No one would suspect that it was a fake contract. After all, it was confirmed by the Archangel Ure himself.

There will be no one who will cause trouble for Frank because of the contract.

Only when the angel opens the fake contract can the contract be discovered that it is fake.

And when that contract is opened by an angel, it means that the angels in heaven are restless and are about to cause trouble.

In general, the boat can only reach the bridge head and it will be straight.

Frank didn't think about those headaches, he just wanted to leave here quickly and return to the city to have a good rest.

Frank didn't know where he was, so he could only wander in the wilderness aimlessly, looking at the direction of the moon, and keep moving forward.

It was not until dawn that Frank found a highway. If there was a highway, it meant that there would be a car passing by and could carry him back to the city.

Frank walked along the road while stopping him, wanting to take a car, but after walking for a long time, the sun was overhead and he passed by two cars, and he didn't even stop.

America is vast and sparsely populated, especially in Gobi like this, where cars pass by very few times.

It would be normal for a remote place to pass by for two or three days.

Every year, many people have broken down on the road because they drive, no gas, or various reasons, which cause the car to stop on the road and cannot move.

In most remote places like America, mobile phones have no signal because building mobile phone communication towers in remote places is a total loss of money. In this capitalist society, capitalists will not do such a loss of money business.

Although modern times are so developed, there is no signal in many places in the United States.

So the car broke down on the road, and there was no village or shop in front of the village or behind. Often there was no people within a radius of hundreds of miles, and there was no way to call for help. The people in the car could only find a way to ask for help.

Even if you are lucky enough to encounter a car passing by and people are willing to take you into the car, it is another matter.

People with the knowledge of survival in the wilderness are fine, but they can still save themselves and persevere until rescue, but there are also many unlucky people who die directly for various reasons, and many people die every year.

There are even many special programs that popularize science and technology, how to save yourself when encountering this situation.

Fortunately, Frank was supported by the Ghost Rider. If he were an ordinary person, he would have walked all night, faced the sun again, and walked along the road for a day without food or drink. It would probably be a terrible situation.

But luckily, there are still quite a lot of vehicles passing by on this road.

Frank did not walk along the road to the city, but at dusk, he finally met a kind-hearted person, took a ride and returned to the town.

Frank had a big meal, opened another room, took a good rest, and slept all day.

When Frank woke up and ate in a restaurant on the side of the road.

Sitting alone opposite Frank.

"Yeah, it's time to eat." The demon Crowley smiled and said hello, chatting.

"Just give me a cup of coffee." Crowley, the demon, said to the waiter.

"I didn't get the contract." Frank said, swallowing the things in his mouth.

"I know, I didn't expect so many big shots to appear." said the demon Crowley.

"You know everything?" Frank asked.

"Well, I just felt the breath from afar. I don't dare to get close to that terrible battlefield."

"I don't know what happened on the battlefield. The scent of the archangel's explosion is really terrible. From so far, I feel like I have been purified into ashes."

"The amulet I gave you is very useful. In that case, you can save your life." The demon Crowley smiled.

"Yes, it feels like I've died several times, life is worse than death." Frank took a bite of the sausage.

"So, can you tell me what happened on the battlefield? Who else is there except the Black-hearted Demon, and which angels are there?" said the demon Crowley.

"I don't know." Frank said.

"Don't know?" Crowley raised his eyebrows.

"I can't control myself at all, I can't become a ghost knight. I don't have any combat power, I just rely on the passive undead power to support it."

"There was another Ghost Knight present at that time. He was always fighting. Halfway through the fight, I was blown away and fainted." Frank opened his eyes and said lying.

"Really?" The demon Crowley's tone was obviously disbelieving.

"It's not true, there's still fake. When I woke up, I was the only living person left." Frank said.

"You're the only one left to live?" said the demon Crowley.

"You can go to the scene to see. All the monsters have left, and the contract has been taken away by the angels, and no one will stay there." Frank said.
Chapter completed!