Paladin of Asgard

In the wooden house, Johnny Blazer was drinking a dull wine, and sitting opposite was a vicissitudes old man with a beard. The two seemed to have just talked about their lives. There was not much beer left in the glass, and there were not many remaining topics. .

After a while, Johnny found the topic again. While hiccupping, he waved his hand and made a movement that seemed to be turning a language organization machine: "Carter, have you ever fallen off a motorcycle hiccup?"

"No," Cartersley said, "but I've fallen off a horse, and I think falling off a motorbike feels pretty much the same."

But Johnny waved his hands again and again: "Impossible, I suspect that you may not have ridden a motorcycle, it is definitely more exciting than riding a horse and I am a stunt driver, I have leaped over six helicopters on a motorcycle."

"I still remember the first performance accident. I crashed into the wall at a speed of more than [-] kilometers. I still remember the shape of the bricks on the wall. When the impact happened, I even heard the sound of my scalp being torn and my skull cracked. Even my brain hurts."

After finishing the rest of the beer, Johnny continued: "At the time I thought it was a hallucination, but I later found out that in that accident, my skull was indeed broken, but the power of the devil kept me alive."

Cartersley nodded: "I know that feeling. The devil will make the knight's body as indestructible as a flame, but it will not eliminate any pain."

Johnny shook the little beer remaining at the bottom of the glass, sighed, and entered into the memories of the past again.

When he was a boy, in order to save his father who was critically ill, he sold his soul to Mephisto, the demon king from hell, but he never thought it was a scam.

Indeed, after he sold his soul, his father was miraculously cured of his terminal illness, only to die unexpectedly during a performance the next day.

He didn't believe it was a pure accident, it was more likely that he was deceived by a cunning demon, but what could he do.

From then on, Johnny inherited his father's career and also carried the devil's contract, becoming an "undefeated knight".

"Ding dong ding dong." The phone rang.

Roseanne.

Looking at the name on the caller ID, Johnny was terrified, he became sober in an instant, and answered quickly: "Rosanne, I"

However, the voice on the other end of the phone was not her Roseanne, but a gloomy male voice, which sounded like a vampire in an opera: "Ghost Rider Johnny, your girlfriend is with me, if you don't want to lose her, Better come to me at San Van Gonza with that contract."

"Black Heart" Johnny's expression changed drastically.

"Let your girlfriend talk to you." Hei Xin said, and then Roseanne's voice came from the phone, "Johnny"

Roseanne's voice stopped abruptly, followed by Black Heart's voice: "Take the contract of Saint Van Gonzale and come to me."

When the phone was hung up, Johnny couldn't help but clenched the phone tightly, gritted his teeth secretly and said, "Damn it"

"What are you going to do?" Cartersley asked calmly, "I have given you the contract, and now you are its guardian."

Johnny remained silent, his eyes flickered, uncertain.

He has always loved Roseanne deeply, and because he left Roseanne on his own initiative, he has always felt guilty, and wanted to get back this relationship more than once, but the curse of the Ghost Rider made it difficult for him to do so.

He wanted to save Roseanne, but this obviously failed the old man's trust and expectations. After all, Carter Sley communicated with him without reservation, solved his doubts, and handed over the contract of Saint Van Gonzale to protect him for a lifetime. over him.

Cartersley saw Johnny's entanglement, and didn't make things difficult for him: "I'm already an old man in my dying years, I can't do anything anymore, everything is up to you to decide. Any decision you make will not be worse."

Johnny lowered his head and said for a while, "Sorry, Carter, I can't lose Roseanne."

Cartersley was not surprised: "Go for it, do your best, and it's best to avoid the worst outcome."

"Thank you." Johnny exhaled, and was about to get up and leave here.

"Wait a minute." Cartersley stopped him suddenly, got up and said, "Let me give you a ride."

Johnny nodded, and the two went out immediately, each riding a car, a motorcycle and a horse, and headed straight for San Van Gonzale Village in the dark night.

Blazing flames surged from the two of them, turning them into ghost faces of flaming skulls, like knights driving out of hell.

These flames spread to the motorcycles and horses under them in a blink of an eye, causing them to burn likewise, leaving a string of fiery trails in the dark night.

Not long after setting off, Johnny was surprised to find that Carter Sley's horse was no slower than his motorcycle.

Sensing his gaze, Cartersley smiled slightly. Of course, only Johnny could detect this smile. In the eyes of ordinary people, it was just a slight trembling of the flame on the skull.

Finally, they galloped all the way and arrived at their destination, the village of San Van Gonzale just before dawn.

Looking from a distance, a barren ruin can be vaguely seen in the night.

"That's San Van Gonzale." The old man's voice sounded complicated.

"San Van Gonza was a peaceful place until hell and heaven came here and made it the burial place of demons and angels"

Johnny remained silent, looking down at the San Van Gonzal contract in his hand.

"My strength has been exhausted." Cartersley resumed his human form, and at the same time took out an old rifle and handed it to Johnny.

"There's only one last bullet in it, go ahead."

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