Paladin of Asgard

When the two were talking, a blood-red figure suddenly appeared in the sky, but it was the Great Demon Lord Mephisto.

"Haha, congratulations, Ghost Rider, finally got rid of Zatanos' control." Mephisto clapped his hands and said with a smile.

However, his smile was quickly withdrawn, but he noticed Luo Wei, a very abrupt figure among the ghost knights.

Rowe still maintained the night elf's disguise, but Mephisto was very keen, and soon turned his attention to the Demon Slaying Sword in his hand.

For demons, the unique aura of the Demon Slayer Sword is truly unforgettable.

With the help of the memory of the Demon Slaying Sword, Mephisto quickly remembered that Rowe was killing Old Demon back then, and he narrowed his eyes: "Are you the Asgardian who escaped from me back then?"

Luo Wei was nervous for a moment, but he quickly calmed down after looking at the hundreds of Ghost Riders around him.

What about Mephisto, the strongest army in hell is here, with hundreds of Ghost Riders plus himself, Mephisto must be left alone.

After two seconds of silence, Mephisto smiled again: "Asgard is really full of talents."

He stopped looking at Rowe, turned his gaze to Noble Kyle, and asked, "I don't know if the evil spirits are interested in joining my territory, I, Mephisto..."

"Get out!" A knight said rudely, and the chain shot out of his hand.

Mephisto avoided the chain: "You guys are too rude. If it wasn't for me just now, the evil spirit army would have no chance to kill Zatanos."

"You are a demon, and we are followers of God." Norbert Kyle said coldly, holding the chain in his hand, "I advise you to leave here immediately, or you want to try the power of our legion."

Mephisto looked at the hundreds of flaming ghost riders below, fell silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay."

After saying that, he turned around unexpectedly and left, and the blood-red figure disappeared in a flash.

"Do you have a way to get us out of hell?" Noble Kyle looked at Rowe.

Luo Wei shook his head, then pointed out: "But he can."

He was referring to Hus, who came running from not far away with a happy face.

"Find the medal of strength?" Rowe asked.

"Yes." Huss shook the half of the metal medallion in his hand. This thing looks ordinary, like an ordinary decoration, "and I feel that I should be able to find the other half of the medal in the future."

Even though he said that, looking at the power medal in his hand, his eyes seemed a little hesitant, as if he was thinking about something.

"Can you get all Ghost Riders out of hell?" Norbert Kyle asked looking at him.

"Of course." Hus was very confident, patted his chest and assured, "I know for sure that Black Heart's territory has a stable channel to the outside world, and we can leave hell just by passing through it."

"Black Heart, that's not Mephisto's son," said a Ghost Rider.

Huss nodded: "Yes. But he doesn't have a good relationship with Mephisto. For example, Black Heart didn't let his father know about this space channel."

Noble Kyle was silent for a while: "The black heart is nothing to worry about, I can deal with him alone. But no matter what, we must be vigilant about Mephisto. Although he left just now, he will definitely not let it go."

"Early before that, Mephisto has been coveting the evil spirit army for a long time, and has been trying to capture us from Zatanos."

Huss: "That's right. I think we'd better set off immediately. As long as we are still in hell, the threat of Mephisto and other hell lords will not disappear."

Norbert Kyle nodded, turned around and looked at all the ghost riders: "Let's go, my brothers, get out of this ghost place!"

"set off!"

Before the words were finished, hundreds of ghost knights stepped onto their mounts one after another, and the hellfire blazed on the riders, lighting up the surrounding area with orange-red flames.

Then, the entire evil spirit army roared past in a mighty manner, and under the guidance of Huss, they went straight to the territory of the hell lord Black Heart, leaving behind a trail of flames.

Meanwhile, Mephisto finds two other Hell Lords.

"Zartanos is dead?" These two hell lords generally have blood-red skin like Mephisto. The biggest difference is that one is strong and the other is much thinner and taller.

At the same time, compared to Mephisto, both of them looked hideous and ugly, with bloody fangs.

In fact, Mephisto is one of the rare handsome men among the hell lords, and he is not ugly by the standards of most creatures. The appearance of the other two is the true level of the hell lords.

"Yes, Asmodeus, Beelzebub." Mephisto smiled, "The Evil Spirit Legion is indeed the most terrifying legion in hell, and they ended their former master with their own hands."

"I knew Zatanos would be here today," said the bulky Asmodeus. "He's a bloody bastard."

Beelzebub touched his chin: "Mephisto, have you tried it? I mean, try to get the evil spirit army."

Mephisto nodded: "Of course I tried. But with the help of an Asgardian, the evil spirit army was completely free. And they still firmly believe in Jehovah. Naturally, I was eventually driven away by them. "

"Asgardians?"

"Remember what I told you before, there was an Asgardian who killed Old Demon and escaped from hell before my eyes, with the help of an unknown supernatural power." Mephisto said, "Although that power It has not been fully shown, but I am sure that his origin is definitely stronger than the whole hell."

"If we want to get some Ghost Riders, this Asgardian should give us some trouble too."

The three hell lords chatted a few more words.

"By the way, where do you think Jehovah has gone?" Asmodeus said suddenly.

"Who knows." Mephisto said plainly, "but he'd better disappear forever. The founder of the ancient heaven is more terrifying than Odin. Even in hell, I'm a little afraid of him."

"That's right." Beelzebub shook his head as if some bad memories had been recalled, "He is indeed a terrible old man. My father was killed by him."

"It's time for us to act." Mephisto said, "The evil spirit army may have some way to leave hell, we have to act fast, otherwise we may not get a powerful evil spirit knight."

"Let's go."

Although Black Heart has existed for thousands of years, he is undoubtedly the youngest among the members of the Satanic Council.

He is the son of Mephisto, the second generation of the standard demon, and his powerful father made him the lord of hell with a weaker strength.

But Blackheart didn't love his father any more than Mephisto cared for him.For demons, tenderness is almost as rare as justice.

Not only that, after some conflicts, now Black Heart and his father don't even have a stable and reliable interest relationship anymore, and they often confront each other secretly.

As the most powerful member of the Satanic Council, Mephisto naturally easily gained the upper hand in the confrontation, which made Black Heart always feel great resentment and depressed all day long.

Hei Xin was still in a bad mood that day, so he waved his hand and let the two female demons under him leave in annoyance.

"Boom!" But not long after the two female demons left, there was a loud bang, and at the same time the palace gate collapsed, the walls burst, and gravel flew everywhere.

"Who is it?" Hei Xin was frightened and angry.

"Boom!" Immediately afterwards, there was another loud noise, and then a giant mammoth with a full body of flames broke through the gate wall of the Black Heart Palace, and orange-red flames appeared in his eyes.

Hei Xin's pupils shrank: "Ghost Rider!"

The giant mammoth swayed left and right, and the palace gate almost completely collapsed, showing a huge gap.And beyond the gap, there were hundreds of ghost knights standing impressively.

Seeing such a scene, Hei Xin swallowed, and couldn't help taking a few steps back.