"Ghost Rider! What on earth do you want to judge! Tell me!"
Matthew pressed the ax in his hand hard, forcing the skeleton in front of him to kneel on the ground.
Then with a fierce kick, the Ghost Rider was pushed into the last few vampire soldiers.
"Judgement!"
Ghost Rider still uttered these two words from his mouth, and then the hell flames on his body surged, burning the last few vampire soldiers.
"Judgement!"
Ghost Rider was crawling and moving in the direction of Matthew.
The reptile-like posture looks more cautious.
The figure appeared in front of Matthew in just a blink of an eye.
"Ha! Fuck you!"
Matthew roared, hitting the ax in his hand on the spine of the Ghost Rider who suddenly approached, and then stepped on the Ghost Rider's shoulder with his foot.
In anger, Matthew's body was protected, and the hell flames on the skeleton did not hurt Matthew's feet at all.
"How many times do I have to say, who are you to judge human beings?"
Matthew was too irritated by the smell of Ghost Rider at this time.
Can there be no evil in a mad spirit of vengeance?
What's more, the essence of Ghost Rider still belongs to the Lord of Hell, Zathanos.
The overwhelming evil thoughts made Matthew want to smash this guy into pieces and throw him into the manure pit.
"Jian~ga!"
Before he finished speaking, Ghost Rider was knocked unconscious.
Perhaps it's because Johnny Blaze's body no longer has the energy to supply the vengeful spirit and goes crazy.
"Huh~"
Matthew let out a long breath and watched the Ghost Rider at his feet return to his human form little by little, and then calmed down a little.
Although it was inevitable that Johnny Blaze would have evil in his body because he had been contaminated by that sinful aura for too long, it was still much better than the mixture of the Spirit of Vengeance and Zatanos.
At least Matthew wasn't furious.
"Man, you'll probably have to pay for my weapon."
Matthew was now facing the Ghost Rider who had returned to human form in front of him, and threw the remaining piece of the mace to the ground. Then took his feet off Johnny Blaze's body.
"Man, what's going on with you?"
In any case, Johnny now smells completely like a human being, so Matthew's attitude has improved a little.
Matthew said to Johnny Blaze who was lying on the ground. He didn't expect that his ax could split a skeleton into a person.
This kind of thing seems a bit bizarre.
"It's Mephisto, I signed a contract with him."
Johnny gasped and said somewhat reluctantly.
Raising your head to talk while lying on your stomach is not a very comfortable experience.
Although he basically lost control of his body after becoming a knight, his memory was not affected much.
"By the way, my name is Johnny Blaze, I'm a stuntman, I think you should know my name."
Johnny added that although the fatigue coming from his body made him want to fall asleep directly, the pain kept him awake.
Especially on his head, the unique experience of having a foreign object in his brain left him frightened.
"Mephisto?"
The image of the devil with a bunch of legs popped into Matthew's mind, which he found out from the pictures transmitted by the Holy Mountain.
Anyway, the image of the Demon King of Hell is not very good-looking.
He had heard of Johnny Blaze's name, but Matthew, who had not seen many stunts, was not interested in it.
On the contrary, the name Mephisto is an unavoidable problem for barbarians.
As the eldest of the three demon gods, this guy who symbolizes hatred is not comparable to the guy in this world whose origin is lies.
Spreading hatred and watching everything struggle painfully in hatred is his pleasure.
Mephisto, on the other hand, is not so keen on gaining power.
After all, Mephisto, the leader of the three demon gods, possesses extremely powerful power, and even Imprius has never truly defeated him.
So he became more unscrupulous.
"That seems like a bigger deal."
Matthew hung the ax back on his waist and took off his windbreaker.
The windbreaker had a lot of damage in the previous battle, and it felt a little uncomfortable to wear.
"He asked me to find some Saint Fangansa contract, so I'm here."
Johnny thought Matthew understood and let himself roll over onto the ground.
Lying on my stomach was really uncomfortable.
"It seems we are not talking about the same Mephisto."
Matthew breathed a sigh of relief and then sat down on the ground.
Although the battle just now was not particularly dangerous, it still made him feel a little tired.
Johnny struggled a few times to sit up, but just got up a little and lay back down neatly.
The back of his head made a clear impact sound on the ground.
Ghost Rider drained too much of his energy.
"That's fine, then I don't need to tell Bulcasso the news."
Matthew rubbed his chin with his hand, seeming to be thinking.
"Man, if you're done over there, come over and help!"
Hellboy was fighting the smoke with his fists raised.
After the Witch Heart Demon began to fight Hellboy in a entangled way, it became a lot more difficult.
Speaking of the level of strength, the Witch Heart Demon's not-so-strong body doesn't look like it can defeat Hellboy head-on.
"Forgot, the battle over there isn't over yet."
Matthew slapped his forehead and stood up again.
Then he threw the windbreaker in his hand on Johnny, lying directly on the ground to easily catch a cold.
"Contract of St. Fangansa? Knight, you are not powerful at all."
The figure of the Witch Heart Demon was hidden in the black mist and laughed strangely.
Although he turned most of his body into black mist to pester Hellboy, he still had to leave a little physical body to observe the battle.
There is no way the soulless Witch Heart Demon can use the method of watching the battle with his soul out of his body. If he wants to fight, he still has to rely on his body's senses.
He originally thought that his biggest enemies were his father's knights when fighting for the contract, but now he felt a lot more relieved when he saw Johnny's appearance.
The soulless inner witch is not afraid of the Ghost Rider at all.
"What the hell is this?"
Matthew walked over quickly, and then struck the Witch Heart Demon on the head with an axe.
Now Matthew seems to have a soft spot for splitting heads.
"Man, how did you catch him in the fog?"
Hellboy looked at the inner demon with an ax stuck on his forehead in disbelief.
His vision was obscured by the annoying black fog, and he always missed when he attacked, but when he was attacked, it was real.
Although the Witch Heart Demon couldn't seriously hurt him, the feeling of being beaten was not pleasant.
