`Looking at the intensive 50-50 contest, Roger felt a little toothache.

The key is that everyone is wearing a shield. This thing's own evil spirit fire can't be burned. I don't know what's going on.

"George, run first -" Roger suddenly took out several grenades from his hand and threw them towards Camato.

The explosion of more than a dozen grenades was certainly no small matter, and the captains immediately formed a shield wall to directly protect Camato.

But Roger, the chicken thief, threw not only explosive grenades, but some of them were filled with ingredients, and——

The moment more than a dozen grenades were thrown out, they were directly amplified by Roger, and each one became the size of a basketball. If he was not too close and was afraid of accidentally blowing himself up, Roger could amplify them to the size of a car.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After more than a dozen explosions, there were flash bombs, smoke bombs, some with sleeping gas, and some even cursed by Roger——

After the explosion, some Captain America began to cry because although the debris was blocked, the smoke was not. Roger added various curses inside.

Some are slow, some are itchy, some are corrosive, some are cold and some are hot.

Basically, all the curses Roger can add will be incorporated. This is the common sense of an exorcist, but since he became the Ghost Rider, he rarely uses these little things.

Looking at the American teams who were bombed to pieces, Roger once again took out his Arnold exclusive shotgun, the Winchester Model 1887 shotgun.

"Let's show off, little baby -" Roger licked the corner of his mouth and pointed the shotgun at the gathering of Cap and Camato.

boom!

Enchantment plus increase, the enchantment is Evil Fire, the exclusive flame of Ghost Rider, and the increase is the fruit ability obtained from the mirror space.

The small steel ball sprayed out of the muzzle instantly became extremely huge, and after being enchanted, it directly turned into a flaming steel ball.

One shot is a bunch.

Hundreds of fireballs flew towards Camato and his American team. The powerful impact, coupled with the dense fire of evil spirits, made them hesitate to look forward or backward.

Here comes the shortcoming of the Creator. Camato can only create, but he can't fight or use magic. At most, he can only fight a few criminals with a gun.

Seeing how useless the 50-50 American teams he created around him made Camato tremble with anger.

At this time, there was a clicking sound from Roger's shotgun, and all the bullets in the gun were empty.

Camato waved his hand, and all the injured Captain America disappeared, and then looked at Roger with a sneer.

"Use all your bullets. You must know that this world was created by me. It's useless no matter how many Captain America you kill."

Then Camato waved his hand, and the American team appeared again on the scene, this time there were ten thousand people.

Camato waved his hand again, and a metal door blocked the space-time door. Roger was unable to escape.

"Go ahead, give him a good beating first, and then arrest him if he's crippled."

Immediately, tens of thousands of American teams on the scene swarmed up and rushed towards Roger. The hundreds in front of them directly wrapped him up. Each of the American teams' one-on-one fighting skills could crush Roger, if there were hundreds of them.

.....

boom--

There was an explosion in the center of the crowd of Americans, and Roger transformed into his complete body again, that is, the Ghost Rider with bones from head to toe.

Ever since he started practicing control, Roger rarely showed his full body. On the one hand, the skull was not good-looking and he was afraid that the girl would see him and not be able to get a date. On the other hand, Roger found that this way can save energy.

Every time you fight, you transform into the final state. Although it is powerful, your power is consumed quickly. After the battle, you need to harvest the souls of sins to replenish it.

Otherwise, there will be side effects, [a whisper that keeps tempting him to harvest the souls of guilty people]

That kind of whispering can drive people crazy, and eventually they become the tool of the Ghost Rider, a madman who only harvests evil souls.

After successfully learning complete control, Roger became more powerful, but because of this he rarely showed his final form.

Now, he tried to increase the ability of the trial fruit. Unexpectedly, the effect was surprisingly good. The small flaming skull directly turned into a Balrog.

Although the body was still only 1.78 meters tall, the surrounding flames, which were more than ten meters high, directly burned all the surrounding US teams to ashes.

"This has a good effect, a bit like Madara Hokage's Susan..."

Roger smiled evilly at Camato. Tens of thousands of Captain America attacked me in a group, right? Now I will challenge tens of thousands of you individually.

Opening the Flame Susan, he rushed directly towards Kamato, who was protected by Captain America. Anyone who touched a little flame in his path was wiped out in ashes, and countless star shields crackled down like exploding equipment.

"Devil, he is the devil, stop him, stop him for me -" Camato turned pale with fright and roared loudly.

Camato was horrified when he saw those Captain Americas who were wiped out in ashes. It was the first time he had seen such a situation.

It is probably because in the real world, New York is too comfortable and he only deals with human criminals. He has never seen a devil in his life. This is the first time he saw a flaming skull, but Roger looks like this...

Talking skulls are indeed scary. Not to mention girls, it’s normal for men to be scared to death——

Camato wanted to run away. He cherished his life and no longer thought about leaving two human toys behind. Instead, he prioritized saving his life first.

He turned around and wanted to fly away, but saw a motorcycle with burning tires crashing directly towards him.

Camato: "......?"

Bah——

Waterfak, what the hell? Camato, who was knocked away, had only one question in his mind: why did an unmanned locomotive start on its own and then crash into him.

But it was too late. Kamato, who was flying in mid-air, had been firmly grasped by a big hand before he could land.

"Look at me-"

Before Camato could react, he saw two eyes, to be precise, two eye sockets in the skull. There were two small flames that were very bright, brighter than the flames around his body, as if they were the sun.

His soul was also on fire...

Bang~, Roger threw Camato, who had turned into a mummy, on the ground.

"It's over. Even the demon king from hell didn't force me to perform at 100%, but you did it. I would like to call you... for..."

Roger looked up at the star shields around him, thought about it, and gave him a better title.

"For the strongest American boar, no boar can give birth to a child like you, Tu——"

A small mouthful of flame-shaped phlegm was spat directly on Camato's body, igniting a raging fire and burning him to ashes.

After Camato's death, everything around him began to disappear. Just like Sally's world, the Captain America he created, living or dead, turned into smoke and disappeared.

Roger put two fingers into his mouth.

"咻咻——"

After a whistle, the Evil Spirit motorcycle automatically drove over and stopped next to Roger.

"Good buddy, you cooperated so well. I'll reward you with a bottle of the best motorcycle oil when I get back. George and the others should be impatient. Let's go back."

boom!
Chapter completed!