Chapter 290 Where did the mad dog come from?
"This is! The aura of Hell!" The moment darkness enveloped Morgan Manor, Wanda's brows immediately furrowed.
She had just returned from Twilight Town not long ago, and she was too familiar with the aura of Hell, so she recognized it in an instant.
"Has someone else come from the Hell Dimension?" Not only Wanda sensed it, but 2B also noticed the anomaly, and she immediately sprang out of bed.
Then, a gothic long dress seemed to grow out of her body, quickly appearing on her jade-white physique, accentuating her sexy figure.
Tsunade, on the other side, stretched lazily. She had fought too fiercely with Loren last night, and she still felt a bit sore, so she was slightly uncomfortable.
However, she could naturally sense the dark aura with ease, so despite her discomfort, she quickly put on her trench coat.
"Who cares if someone has come or not? As long as they dare to act against us, we'll slaughter them!" Tsunadeclenched her fists and said very domineeringly.
"Tsunade, it's rare for us to agree on something. I think the same way. Who cares who it is, just kill them!"
At this moment, Mei Terumi also quickly put on her clothes, her face filled with killing intent.
"Alright, let's go out and see what's happening!" The four women exchanged glances, then prepared to go outside.
However, just then, Loren walked out of the bathroom.
Through the crack in the bathroom door, Natasha could be clearly seen lying in the bathtub, panting, her face flushed, clearly indicating that Loren had not been idle in the bathroom either.
"You all stop for a moment. You don't need to get involved in this for now," Loren said calmly as he put on his clothes.
Others might not know what was happening with the darkness overhead, but he knew perfectly well.
Dressed, Loren stood by the bedroom window, looking at the doomsday-like scene outside. Far from showing any fear, his face revealed an excited and battle-ready smile.
He had actually sensed a powerful dark force rapidly approaching for some time, and it made no secret of its malice towards him.
Although he still didn't know who the opponent was, he felt an extremely powerful force from the opponent's body.
This power was one of the top three he had ever felt, perhaps even comparable to Dormammu, the former lord of the Dark Dimension.
And such a strong opponent was a rare opportunity for him to improve, so he naturally didn't want to miss the chance to fight such a strong opponent.
Hearing Loren say not to interfere, the women couldn't help but look at him curiously.
They asked, "Master, do you think our strength is insufficient and you want Lazuli to take action?"
Upon hearing this, Loren smiled and shook his head, saying, "Of course not. This guy's strength is good, and I've been training in the gravity chamber for so long recently, it's time to find a decent opponent to test my skills."
As he spoke, he twisted his neck, emitting a crisp crack of bones.
During this period, he not only furiously tempered his Qi and body in the gravity chamber but also continuously devoured the power of the Infinity Stones.
Now, his strength had reached a level that even he found difficult to accurately assess, so he desperately needed a qualified opponent to test his strength.
"What! Master, you're going yourself? I didn't mishear, did I! What kind of opponent is worthy of your action? Won't that sully your hands?" 2B said in great surprise.
"Yes, Master, let us handle these small fries!" Tsunade also chimed in, not very much in favor of Loren taking action personally.
After all, in their eyes, Loren was a sacred and inviolable existence; for Loren to take action personally would simply be an insult to their Master.
"Heh heh, the guy who appeared this time is not a small fry. Alright, no more talk, this matter is settled, you all just watch from behind."
Loren ignored the women's persuasion. As his voice faded, he flashed, already appearing beneath the dark clouds above the manor.
He stood in the air, directly facing the center of the dark pressure.
"Lauren Morgan!!!" Just then, a roar like ten thousand thunders erupted from the dark clouds.
A figure covered in evil runes appeared, dark energy surging around him like a tide. This person was none other than Blackheart, who had come for revenge.
"Damned Loren, you ruined my plans, get out here and die!
Pay the price for everything you've done! I will rip out your soul and burn it with Hellfire for ten thousand years!"
Blackheart's voice was filled with arrogance and venom, as well as strong self-confidence in his power.
"So noisy, how irritating. Can you not shout so loudly? Don't you have any public decency?!"
Listening to Blackheart's shouts, Loren calmly dug his ear, looking nonchalant, as if he didn't put Blackheart in his eyes at all.
And in fact, he really didn't put the opponent in his eyes. Although Blackheart was currently emitting an extremely powerful energy fluctuation.
This energy fluctuation was even comparable to Dormammu's before, but he didn't seem to be able to fully control this energy.
So, he revealed too many flaws all over his body, giving a feeling of being full of weaknesses.
Therefore, with just one glance, he could tell that this guy in front of him was outwardly strong but inwardly weak, and could only be used for practice.
Thus, he naturally didn't need to take him seriously.
"Where did this mad dog come from, barking at my doorstep so early in the morning? State your name; my fist doesn't strike nobodies."
Loren said nonchalantly, and this extremely contemptuous attitude thoroughly enraged Blackheart, whose mentality had swelled intensely after gaining power!
"Arrogant ant! I am the son of Mephisto, the future Lord of Hell, Blackheart! Remember this name, for it will be your nightmare!"
Blackheart roared, and a gigantic dark hand condensed, slamming down towards Loren as if swatting a fly!
The power contained in that palm was enough to easily level a mountain range!
Facing this terrifying blow, Loren did not dodge or evade, and even showed a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"Blackheart? Does that mean he has no heart? No wonder he's so ill-mannered."
Loren said, casually raising his right hand, clenching his fist, and then punching upwards!
He used no energy, only pure, ultimate physical strength!
Boom!!!!
Fist and palm collided, erupting in an earth-shshattering roar like a nuclear explosion!
A terrifying Impact wave spread wildly in all directions in a ring shape, shaking away a large section of the dark clouds in the sky!
However, the result made Blackheart's pupils constrict!
Chapter 291 Transformation!!! Super Saiyan!
His palm, powerful enough to destroy cities and mountains, was steadily met by the opponent's seemingly casual punch!
In fact, the Rebound Power (recoil force) from the Impact of their fists and palms made his energy arm ripple violently and ache faintly!
"What?! Your body..." Blackheart was incredulous.
The opponent actually withstood his blow, which contained the power of a fallen holy soul, with just his physical body?
"The strength is alright, just a bit weak," Loren commented, then his eyes sharpened, "Try this!"
His body vanished instantly, and the next moment he appeared directly in front of Blackheart's enormous head, delivering a simple, unadorned side kick with full force!
A sonic boom instantly erupted, and Blackheart didn't even have time to react, only feeling an indescribable immense force on his face.
Immediately, his entire head was twisted and deformed by the kick, and his massive body was sent flying uncontrollably as if struck by the main cannon of a starship.
He crashed through several distant mountain peaks before finally managing to stop!
"Bastard!" Blackheart was both shocked and enraged, quickly repairing his injuries.
He realized that the opponent's physical attacks were extremely terrifying and could not be met head-on.
"Dark Confinement!" he roared, mobilizing vast dark energy, which transformed into countless black chains that shot out from the void, coiling around Loren.
These chains contained the resentment of fallen holy souls and the laws of Hell Dimension, capable of directly confining souls and energy.
Loren tried to struggle for a moment and found that these energy chains indeed had some tricks; they were extremely tough and continuously eroded the protective energy on his body.
"A bit interesting," he smiled, no longer relying purely on physical strength.
The vast Ki within his body began to circulate wildly, and energy mixed with the Infinity Stones instantly covered his fist!
"Break for me!"
He shook his arms, and his fist, covered in golden energy, erupted violently!
Crack! Crack!
Those dark chains, capable of confining gods, shattered inch by inch like fragile glass upon contact with the supremely rigid and fierce golden energy!
"How is this possible?!" Blackheart was shocked again; his law-based confinement had been forcibly broken by the opponent's energy?!
"Nothing is impossible!" Loren let out a long cry, his fighting spirit boiling!
He felt the Saiyan bloodline within him becoming more active in the intense battle; his strength, speed, and Ki were steadily increasing during the fight!
Growing stronger with each battle was the most terrifying characteristic of a Saiyan!
He initiated the attack, transforming into a golden meteor, and charged towards Blackheart!
Blackheart roared, mobilizing the power of thousands of fallen holy souls, and dark energy surged out like a tsunami, transforming into various terrifying attacks.
Corrosive black rain, soul-devouring demons, space-distorting force fields... Loren, however, was unadorned, condensing vast golden energy into his fists and feet, each attack simple, direct, and violent!
Fist against fist, foot against foot, energy against energy!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sky became their battlefield!
Each collision erupted with deafening roars and flashes of energy that illuminated the entire dark sky!
Impacts raged continuously, the earth cracked, mountains collapsed, as if it were the end of the World!
Loren became more excited and stronger with each strike!
His attacks grew sharper, his speed faster, and his golden aura more intense!
Blackheart's once suffocating pressure was gradually suppressed by him!
"Monster! You monster!"
Blackheart grew more alarmed with each strike; he found that even with such immense power, he still couldn't suppress his opponent!
Instead, the opponent seemed to be using him as a whetstone, becoming sharper with each grind!
"Hell Dimension Descends!"
Blackheart was truly enraged, burning a portion of fallen souls at all costs to unleash his strongest attack!
Instantly, a projection of Hell Dimension appeared above Loren, as Blackheart had condensed the power of the Hell Dimension.
When this punch came down, even Loren couldn't help but show a solemn expression.
He couldn't help but let out a roar, condensing all his power onto his right fist, then smashing it towards Blackheart.
Immediately, the two fists collided like two opposing meteors.
"Rumble!!!"
An earth-shattering sound erupted like thunder from the heavens, seemingly about to shatter the surrounding space.
Facing such a terrifying clash, even Loren felt strained; a terrifying force, like a raging tide, assailed him, immediately sending him flying backward.
He became an afterimage, crashing into a distant mountain and being buried under countless boulders.
Witnessing this, Blackheart couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Weren't you very arrogant? Keep being arrogant!"
As Blackheart spoke, he clenched his hand from a distance, and the power from the Hell Dimension transformed into an energy sword hovering over where Loren was buried.
Then, with a wave of his large hand, the colossal energy sword, with its destructive power, plunged downwards into the ruins.
The energy greatsword alone had a diameter of several hundred meters; one strike was like a huge mountain pressing down, so there was no need to deliberately aim at Loren.
Plunging it down like this was enough to easily hit Lorenbelow.
However, what he never expected was that at this moment, an energy fluctuation twice as powerful as before burst forth from the ruins.
The terrifying blast easily pulverized the entire mountain range, and at the same time, a golden-haired figure enveloped in an aura of Ki leaped out from the ruins.
He shot straight into the sky like a Rocket, finally colliding with the colossal energy sword.
The moment the two made contact, Blackheart discovered with horror.
His energy greatsword, forged by burning hundreds of fallen saint souls, instantly disintegrated, then completely shattered like an avalanche.
"How... how is this possible!!!" Blackheart was dumbfounded, his mind deeply shaken, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Is this Super Saiyan?! This power is truly captivating!"
Loren, with his golden hair, floated quietly in mid-air, his face filled with intoxication.
He gently clenched his fist, and terrifying power suddenly appeared, easily crushing the air.
Thanks to the clash with Blackheart just now, his fighting spirit was further ignited, and in that instant, he suddenly entered a wondrous state.
He seemed to have touched an invisible membrane, and on the other side of that membrane, there seemed to be an unlimited energy furnace.
As his consciousness forcibly broke through that membrane, a torrent of energy immediately surged forth, directly multiplying his strength several times over.
It was then that he suddenly realized that the membrane was his limit!!!
And by piercing that membrane, he had broken through his own limit.
At this moment, he successfully transformed into a Super Saiyan!
Chapter 292 Mephisto Takes Action
Super Saiyan, that is the legendary Super Warrior, a realm that ordinary people could never achieve.
Even in the dragon ball World, at first, only Goku painstakingly entered this realm.
Although later on, more and more Super Saiyans appeared, none of them could reach Goku's height.
Because Goku's advancement was from 0 to 1; he entered this powerful realm through his own comprehension.
Everyone else followed him, one after another; they could be said to have crossed the river by feeling Goku's footsteps, and there was an insurmountable gap between them.
And in this World, there are no other Saiyans, so the achievement Loren has reached at this moment is the same as Goku's.
Both are advancements from 0 to the realm of 1, a great leap forward with no precedent or successor, and the increase in his strength is naturally terrifying.
Gently clenching his fist, Loren felt as if the entire Worldwas in his palm.
It seemed that if he only wished it, he could easily destroy the entire World.
This is an intuition generated by an excessive increase in strength; in fact, with his current power, he can indeed easily destroy Earth.
Before transforming into a Super Saiyan, he was already a Godfather-level expert.
Now that he has become a Super Saiyan, his strength has directly increased by several levels; it's not an exaggeration to say he's a single Universe-level existence.
But at least, taking on dozens of regular Godfather-levelexistences alone is no problem.
His strength can be said to be the strongest below a single Universe-level.
"How is this possible? Why is this guy's aura getting stronger and stronger!"
Watching Loren in front of him turn golden-haired, accompanied by an Earth-shattering energy fluctuation erupting from his body, Blackheart was stunned.
Because this simply defied logic; where does someone get stronger the more they fight? This is incredible!
He had lived for so long, and this was the first time he had seen such a situation; it completely overturned his imagination.
Although he was muttering to himself, Loren heard him clearly.
He grinned, revealing a hint of a playful smile.
"Blackheart, you're a pretty good whetstone. Thanks to that punch you threw just now, I broke through my limits. Otherwise, I might not have been able to transform into a Super Saiyan!"
Hearing Loren's words, Blackheart couldn't help but become furious; this was blatant humiliation!
As mutually antagonistic beings, not only did the other party not fear him, but he even thanked him. Nothing could be more demoralizing than this.
"Kid, you're looking for death! Let's see how long you can stay arrogant!" Blackheart's face turned ashen, his eyes filled with rage; the feeling was almost burning him up.
He clenched his fist tightly, and behind him, a projection from the Hell Dimension suddenly appeared.
Countless vengeful spirits and evil spirits wailed within it; just the sound made one's scalp tingle.
Then, Blackheart once again threw a punch at Loren.
As he threw the punch, the projection behind him suddenly compressed, transforming into an energy ball that sped towards Loren.
This was another attack Blackheart unleashed by borrowing the power of the Hell Dimension; he had been injured by such an attack before.
From this, one could see how terrifying the power of this punch was.
However, the current Loren was not the Loren from before; he had now become the only Super Saiyan in this World.
Facing Blackheart's powerful blow, he not only showed no fear but burst into hearty laughter.
"Excellent! But the same attack cannot hurt me twice!"
Loren snorted coldly, his entire aura raised to its peak, and his golden energy shone as dazzlingly as the Sun!
He didn't use any techniques but concentrated all his power into his right fist!
"Take this!"
As Loren's words fell, his fist shot out like lightning, and the air instantly emitted a piercing roar.
Boom!!!
His fist seemed to transform into a true star, carrying an indomitable, everything-crushing will, and slammed fiercely into the Hell projection Blackheart had created!
Sizzle—!!!
Like a red-hot iron plunged into ice Water!
The Hell projection was forcibly torn apart and evaporated by that extremely concentrated, destructive golden energy!
The fist's momentum did not diminish, ultimately striking Blackheart's chest with full force!
Pfft—!!!
Blackheart's protective dark energy was pierced through like paper!
He looked down in disbelief at the golden fist embedded in his chest, feeling the power wildly destroying his fundamental structure, and a rare look of horror appeared in his eyes.
"No... impossible... I possess the power of the contract... I am the future Lord of Hell..." He muttered to himself, filled with unwillingness and despair.
Loren abruptly pulled out his fist, bringing with it a spray of black, hellfire-burning blood.
Blackheart's aura instantly withered, and his body began to collapse.
"Since you want to be the Lord of Hell, you can only do it in Hell, so I'm sending you to Hell. Shouldn't you thank me?"
Loren shook the black blood from his hand, his tone carrying a hint of disdain and mockery.
He raised his hand, preparing to deliver the final blow and completely resolve this problem.
However, just as his fatal blow was about to fall—
Time seemed to freeze instantly!
A terrifying will, infinitely more powerful and profound than Blackheart's, suddenly descended!
The entire space was forcibly frozen, and even Loren's movements experienced a momentary delay!
A large hand, composed of pure dark energy and covered in eerie runes, silently emerged from the void and snatched away the dying Blackheart.
A deep and incredibly evil voice echoed in Loren's mind, carrying a hint of apprehension and a cold warning.
"Young man, learn to be merciful when you can. This unfilial son, I will discipline him myself."
"One day, I will personally pay you a visit!"
The voice vanished, and the large hand and Blackheartalso disappeared as if they had never appeared, and the frozen space returned to its original state.
Listening to the voice in his mind, Loren frowned, a rare look of solemnity appearing on his face.
"As expected of the Lord of the Hell Dimension, his strength is indeed formidable, but I'm not to be trifled with either."
"Personally pay a visit? Mephisto, are you threatening me? Well then, I'll be waiting for you."
Loren muttered to himself, and a moment later, he glanced at the messy surroundings, pouting: "I got a little too carried away; the manor's lawn will need to be redone."
As for Blackheart's threat and Mephisto's warning?
He didn't take them too seriously; he would simply deal with problems as they arose.
It was just right to add some fun to his somewhat mundane life.
In the Hell Dimension, Mephisto, who had rescued Blackheart, had an incredibly gloomy expression.
"You useless, rebellious son, not only did you defy my will and enter Earth without permission, but you also dared to steal the Saint Vangonzales Contract!"
"Crucially, even with the power of the contract, you were no match for that kid; you are simply a good-for-nothing. You've completely shamed me, Mephisto."
"From now on, I punish you never to set foot on Earthagain. Stay in this dungeon and behave yourself!!!"
Chapter 293 Ancient Elemental Demon
"No, you can't do this to me!" Blackheart roared in fury when he heard Mephisto was going to lock him in the dungeon forever.
He desperately shook the cage in front of him, but the cage was made of an unknown material; no matter how hard he tried, it remained completely still.
Mephisto ignored the frantic Blackheart, snorted coldly, and turned to leave, no longer caring about Blackheart's fate.
For a strong being of his caliber, offspring had long ceased to be important, as he himself was almost immortal, so having or not having offspring truly didn't matter.
Now, Blackheart had disgraced him and even tried to rebel, to overthrow his father's rule.
He was merciful not to have killed such an unfilial thing directly.
Back in his palace, Mephisto's expression became very solemn.
Although he had forcibly intervened to save Blackheart, temporarily averting the complete annihilation of his bloodline.
However, he was still very clear about what kind of existence Loren was.
This guy was the most powerful being on Earth after Sorcerer Ancient One; his strength had already surpassed Ancient One's by several times.
Not to mention anything else, he now possessed three Infinity Stones: the Reality Stone, the Space Stone, and the Mind Stone.
Even just one of these Infinity Stones would be enough to give him a headache if used against him.
Now he had three, and Kamar-Taj was also with him; if the Time Stone were added, it would be even more terrifying.
Therefore, he had to handle this matter carefully; no matter what, it was best not to become enemies with Loren, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The more he thought about this, the stronger his anger towards Blackheart became, because Blackheart had forcibly opened a rift between the two dimensional spaces.
Especially Blackheart's Hell Descent, activated by burning his corrupted holy soul at the last moment, caused irreversible damage to the two-world barrier.
Some ancient beings, originally sealed by him, the Hell Dimension Lord, in the deepest parts of Hell, whom even he feared, had now seized the opportunity during this brief chaos and rift to escape and lurk on Earth.
The first to emerge was the ancient elemental demon—Zarthan!
In the distant past, Zarthan was a terrifying being that ravaged Earth, delighting in devouring souls.
His power stemmed from the most primordial natural fury; at his peak, even he, the Lord of the Hell Dimension, was no match for him.
In the distant past, he had painstakingly managed to defeat and seal him.
Now, the seal was loosening!
Zarthan's vengeful will, imbued with a portion of his primordial power, seeped into the human world like a trickle.
This was a tremendous disaster for the human world, Earth.
Moreover, this was not only a threat to Earth but also a threat to their Hell Dimension.
Because Zarthan was sealed and imprisoned by him in the Hell Dimension, once his strength returned to its peak, he would inevitably seek revenge on him and attack the Hell Dimension.
This was certainly not a scene he wanted to see, so before this happened, he naturally hoped to nip it in the bud.
Although his current strength was far from fully recovered, he still had to quickly devise a countermeasure.
Zarthan was not only powerful himself but also possessed the rallying power of ancient demons.
With his ability, he would surely quickly gather a large number of low and mid-tier demons who had also escaped to the human world during this opportunity.
By then, they would no longer be scattered wanderers.
Instead, under Zarthan's leadership, they would become organized executioners hunting human souls.
What made him even more uneasy was that, according to his understanding, Zarthan was secretly searching for the whereabouts of the Darkhold.
It should be known that this book was rumored to contain countless dark magic and forbidden knowledge, a veritable evil tome.
Once obtained and deciphered, it could grant the user a heaven-defying ability to twist reality and bestow unimaginable power.
Therefore, if Zarthan obtained it and found a way to quickly recover or even surpass his ancient power, the consequences would be simply unimaginable!
So he had to stop Zarthan, this ancient demon's ambition, and absolutely not let him succeed.
While Mephisto was still pondering what to do, on Earth's magical defense line, Kamar-Taj, Doctor Strange frowned, his face solemn.
Because ever since his Master Sorcerer Ancient Onepassed away, he had been under immense pressure and had been cultivating diligently.
However, although he was exceptionally gifted and progressed rapidly,
facing a large number of evil spirits escaping from the Hell Dimension, as well as ancient elemental demons like Zarthan,
even he was already feeling a bit overwhelmed; he felt an unprecedented struggle.
"This can't go on!"
After Doctor Strange repelled another wave of demons attempting to assault the New York Sanctum, the fatigue on his face grew even deeper.
"Zarthan is too cunning; his true form is always hidden in the shadows. We are only eliminating his pawns and clones. And, they seem to be searching for the Darkhold!"
Wong's face was solemn: "The Darkhold... that thing absolutely cannot fall into the hands of demons!
But with our current strength alone, it's difficult to stop them from searching for the book while also dealing with global demon attacks."
Strange took a deep breath, a hint of resolve flashing in his eyes: "We need help, more powerful help."
He thought of Sorcerer Ancient One's final entrustment.
And the man whom even Ancient One had looked upon with awe and who had easily resolved the Twilight Town incident—Lauren Morgan.
"I'll go find him," Strange said.
After some renovations, Loren's manor had returned to its former tranquility and luxury.
At this moment, he was leisurely sipping tea brewed by Zero, listening to Natasha recount S.H.I.E.L.D.'s recent frantic situation.
The surge in global supernatural events was clearly the "masterpiece" of those escaped demons.
Just then, Strange's figure, accompanied by a golden spark portal, appeared in the living room.
"Mr. Morgan," Strange maintained politeness, but his tone was urgent.
"I apologize for the intrusion, but Earth is facing a serious dimensional crisis."
Loren lifted his eyelids, gesturing for him to continue.
Strange quickly explained Zarthan's escape, the rampant demon legions, and the threat of their search for the Darkhold.
"The situation is critical; Kamar-Taj's power alone cannot clear all the demons and stop Zarthan's plot in a short time. I implore you to help."
Loren put down his teacup, his fingers gently tapping the armrest: "Zarthan? Sounds like a bit of an old antique.
That old fellow Mephisto really knows how to make a mess for himself."
He had little interest in personally dealing with these small fries; after all, he had just fought Blackheart, and he felt that only opponents of that level were somewhat interesting.
However, since they had come to him, and the matter indeed concerned Earth's stability, he couldn't completely ignore it.
He turned his gaze to Wanda, who stood quietly beside him, with faint scarlet energy flowing around her.
"Wanda."
"Master," Wanda stepped forward.
"This matter, I'll leave it to you to handle," Loren said indifferently.
"Yes!"
Chapter 294 The new generation of Ghost Rider!!!
"Miss A2, you will accompany Wanda. Her physical body is not as strong as yours, so you must protect her well."
Loren called Miss A2 over and gave her serious instructions. Wanda was, after all, just a human, even if she possessed powerful Chaos Magic.
However, physically, she was still no match for a Vibranium lifeform like A2. Once she suffered a fatal injury, she would still be in mortal danger.
Therefore, it was very necessary to equip Wanda, a magicuser, with a close-combat expert for protection.
"Don't worry, Master, I will definitely ensure Wanda is safe and sound!" Miss A2 nodded, saying with full confidence.
"Mm, I'm relieved to hear that. When you return victorious, I will certainly reward you handsomely!" Loren nodded, looking at the two women with doting affection.
Upon hearing of handsome rewards, both of their faces showed anticipation, as they loved Loren's 'handsome rewards' very much; the effort was truly significant!
"Master, don't worry. A few mere demons from the Hell Dimension are not worthy of injuring me."
Seeing Loren's concern for her, Wanda was deeply moved. She then spoke with full confidence, not taking the crisis mentioned by Doctor Strange seriously.
"I naturally know your strength, and your Chaos Magic is most suitable for dealing with these filthy things from the abyss.
However, Zarathos is no ordinary demon. Legend has it that he is an elemental demon from ancient times, extremely powerful, and infinitely close to a single Universe-level entity.
Even Mephisto, a Dimension Lord, suffered considerable losses at his hands back then. He later had to rely on joining forces with another powerful being to barely seal him.
Therefore, you must never be careless; you must be extra cautious. If you can resolve it, that's best. If you ultimately aren't his match, do not force it. Protecting your own safety is the most important thing.
I don't want to see my beautiful wife suffer even the slightest harm." Loren caressed Wanda's pretty face, saying tenderly.
Hearing Loren say this, Wanda's face flushed crimson, and her body felt a surge of Fire.
If it weren't for the unsuitable occasion, she would have certainly given Loren, her Master, a good time.
"Master, I understand. I will definitely be safe and sound. Wait for me to return."
Wanda stood on tiptoe and kissed Loren's face. At this moment, Miss A2 also followed suit and gave him a kiss.
It was then that Wanda shifted her gaze to Doctor Strange, who was not far away.
"Junior Brother, lead the way!" Wanda said calmly, her expression extremely serene.
To Wanda, Doctor Strange, who was considered extraordinarily powerful by outsiders, was merely adequate. Moreover, she had become a disciple of Ancient One before Doctor Strange.
Therefore, in terms of seniority, Wanda calling Doctor Strange 'Junior Brother' was perfectly fine.
Ancient One even hoped that Wanda would inherit her mantle and become the new Sorcerer Supreme!
However, Wanda kindly refused, otherwise, the person wearing the Sorcerer Supreme's robes now would be Wanda.
Although Wanda did not become the Sorcerer Supreme, her magic power was far superior to that of the current Doctor Strange, making her a true Godfather-levelexistence.
"Yes, Senior Sister!" Looking at Wanda before him, Doctor Strange nodded respectfully, not daring to show any disrespect.
After all, Ancient One had specifically instructed him before her death that in this World, he could offend anyone, but he must never offend Loren.
As for his beautiful wives, they were even more untouchable, an existence more terrifying than directly offending Loren.
Previously, he had wondered if those words were a bit too exaggerated!
But at this moment, as he looked at Wanda and felt the almost inexhaustible and exceptionally unique Chaos Magic power contained within this young woman's body,
He felt a shiver of fear, because it was a power that even made him feel apprehensive, so powerful that it seemed capable of fundamentally negating and erasing everything.
Such power could never be obtained through talent or hard work; it was a great fortune belonging solely to her!
Now, with her participation, it was undoubtedly a huge help, which greatly boosted his confidence.
And just as Wanda set off with Doctor Strange, Mephisto, far away in Hell, also began his own plan.
He stomped his staff on the ground, and immediately a spatial rift appeared before him.
This spatial rift connected to a house on Earth. Without hesitation, Mephisto stepped into the rift.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the rift, a man in a leather jacket was glaring at him with fury.
"Damn old charlatan, you said you'd never come looking for me again, and you've broken your word!"
"Heh heh, I have indeed broken my word, but Johnny, this is not a bad thing for you.
As far as I know, your father is seriously ill and doesn't have much time left. Don't you want to save him?
As long as you sign an agreement with me, not only will your father not have to die, but you will also gain the powerful strength I bestow upon you.
Then you will be able to protect the people you want to protect forever. What a worthwhile deal that is!
It even makes me tempted." Mephisto said, holding a contract out to the man.
Listening to Mephisto's words, Johnny's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of temptation.
In fact, Mephisto had approached him a long time ago, hoping he would sign a soul contract.
But he had always refused, feeling it was unnecessary. However, at this moment, his father was suffering from illness, and he couldn't help but feel tempted.
"Are you sure that if I sign your contract, my father will live?" Johnny asked Mephisto, half-believing, half-doubting.
"Of course! I am the Master of Hell. As long as you hand over your soul, I can fulfill any wish you have. Saving a mortal is a small matter for me!"
"Alright, then I'll trust you this one time!!!" Hearing Mephisto say this, Johnny finally couldn't resist the temptation and raised his hand to sign his name on the contract.
As soon as he signed his name, he immediately felt a scorching Fire erupt from his body, burning him down to a skeleton in just an instant!
The sudden change stunned him.
Just then, Mephisto laughed loudly: "From now on, you are the new Ghost Rider, Johnny Blaze!"
Chapter 295 Searching for the Dark Book
Johnny looked at himself in the mirror, his heart filled with an overwhelming shock.
He had never imagined that merely signing an agreement with this old man would turn him into this.
This was naturally not what he wanted; he incredulously touched his head with both hands, his hollow eyes devoid of any emotion.
But at this moment, his heart was filled with immense anger, because Mephisto had not informed him of such a change beforehand, which amounted to deceiving him.
"Why is this happening? This isn't what I wanted! Make me normal again!"
Johnny angrily grabbed Mephisto by the neck and lifted him up.
Facing Johnny's rage, Mephisto remained calm, smiling faintly as he said, "The contract has been signed; there's no going back.
Besides, you can return to normal, as long as you master this power."
As he spoke, Mephisto lightly tapped his staff, and an invisible energy burst forth, instantly transforming Johnnyback into human form.
"Boy, from now on, you are my agent in the human world. You must use the power I bestow upon you wisely and create profit for me."
Seeing his body restored to normal, Johnny's heart finally calmed down a bit.
But looking at Mephisto, a hint of apprehension entered his eyes.
"Create profit? Is that the purpose of your deal with me?"
"Of course, every transaction has a purpose, doesn't it?"
Listening to Mephisto's words, Johnny remained silent. Although it was true, he still felt that Mephisto had ill intentions.
"I bestow upon you power and let your father live, so you must serve me and risk your life for me. This is fair!"
"Tell me! What kind of profit do you want me to create for you? I can try within my capabilities, but if it's beyond my scope, I can do nothing!"
Mephisto listened to Johnny's wary and somewhat reluctant questioning, a profound smile appearing on his wrinkled face, as if everything was under his control.
"Profit? It's quite simple, my dear Johnny." He elegantly twirled the staff in his hand, his voice like aged poisoned wine, mellow yet deadly.
"First, you need to round up those lost sheep who escaped from Hell during the chaos, especially that unruly bunch of spirits led by Zarathos. The order of Hell brooks no challenge."
He paused, the tip of his staff gently tapping the ground with a crisp sound, his gaze sharpening: "Secondly, there's another item that has fallen into the human world, called the darkhold.
I need you to get it before that old monster Zarathos does, and then hand it over to me."
"Catch spirits? Find a book?" Johnny frowned. These tasks sounded full of danger and uncertainty.
"I'm just a motorcyclist, not a demon hunter or a treasure expert!"
"Oh, you most certainly are, my dear boy." Mephisto's smile widened.
"Now, you are. Don't forget, the power of the Spirit of Vengeance flows within you. Hellfire will guide you to those filthy souls.
It will also allow you to sense the unique dark 波動 of the darkhold. This is your mission, and also... part of the contract."
Johnny clenched his fists, his knuckles white.
He felt himself sinking deeper and deeper, but for his father's life, he had no choice.
"I understand." He finally said in a low, dry voice.
"Excellent." Mephisto nodded in satisfaction, his form gradually fading as if merging into the shadows.
"Go forth, my Rider, let the fires of Hell cleanse the sins of the human world... and, incidentally, bring me what I desire."
Before he finished speaking, his figure had completely vanished, leaving only a faint, lingering scent of sulfur in the air.
Johnny stood alone, feeling the restless, violent, and scorching power within him.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent mind.
The instincts of the Spirit of Vengeance began to influence him, sharpening his perception of sin.
An irresistible urge to judge and punish surged through his veins.
"Alright..." he murmured, walking towards his modified Harley motorcycle, which now subtly emanated an ominous aura.
The moment he straddled the motorcycle, a sudden change occurred!
Blazing Hellfire erupted from within him, instantly engulfing his body!
His leather jacket twisted and warped in the flames, transforming into a burning black leather jacket.
His head, in the inferno, became a grotesque skull with eyes burning with endless wrath!
A chain, ablaze with Hellfire, wrapped around his arm and handlebars as if alive.
The new generation of Ghost Rider, Johnny Blaze, had officially arrived!
Boom—!
The Hell Cycle roared, its tires scorching the ground with burning marks, carrying the flaming skull Rider like an arrow shot from a bow, rushing into the night.
The instincts of the Spirit of Vengeance drove him to search for the traces of the escaped spirits.
Over the next few days, the figure of a flaming skull Rider appeared in several places where supernatural events or bizarre deaths were reported.
Ghost Rider hunted down the escaped spirits attempting to hide or commit evil with absolute dominance and cruelty.
Hell Chain, like a venomous snake, easily bound the terrified spirits, and Hellfire scorched their spiritual bodies, forcing them to reveal their true forms.
Finally, amidst their mournful wails, they were dragged into temporarily opened small Hell passageways and sent back to where they belonged.
Johnny was immersed in the power bestowed by the Spirit of Vengeance and the thrill of judging evil. Although a trace of confusion and fear about his own state occasionally flickered in his heart, it was largely overshadowed by his obsession with completing the mission.
The power of the Spirit of Vengeance, as Mephisto had said, could not only track spirits but also sense the unique 波動 of the darkhold, which contained ultimate darkness and knowledge.
He vaguely felt that the book seemed to be in a certain direction, and more than one force was searching for it.
The strongest and most repulsive aura among them originated from that ancient elemental demon, Zarathos!
Meanwhile, Wanda, guided by Doctor Strange, was also tracking an abnormally powerful demonic aura.
According to Kamar-Taj's intelligence, this aura was likely connected to a significant clone or direct subordinate of Zarathos.
Finding it might lead them to Zarathos's hiding place, and even disrupt their progress in finding the darkhold.
Accompanying Strange were also A2 and Jane.
Their target was eventually located in an abandoned ancient mine.
The place was heavily laden with negative energy and collected grievances, making it a favored lair for demons.
Just as Wanda and A2 were about to enter the mine to investigate, a deafening roar of a motorcycle echoed from a distance.
And an undisguised, wild aura filled with judgment and destruction!
A meteor burning with Hellfire streaked across the night sky, abruptly braking in front of the mine entrance, its tires plowing two burning furrows in the muddy ground.
Ghost Rider had arrived!