While the two were talking, a blood-red figure suddenly appeared in the sky, but it was the great demon Mephisto.
"Haha, congratulations, Ghost Rider, for finally getting rid of Zatanos' control." Mephisto clapped his hands and said with a smile.
However, his smile quickly faded, and he noticed Rowe, a figure that stood out among the Ghost Riders.
Rowe still maintained the disguise of a night elf, but Mephisto was very keen and quickly moved his gaze to the demon-slaying sword in his hand.
For demons, the unique aura of the Demon-Slaying Sword is truly unforgettable.
With the help of the memory of the demon-slaying sword, Mephisto quickly recalled the time when Rowe was killing the earth demon, and his eyes narrowed: "Are you the Asgardian who escaped from me?"
Luo Wei felt nervous for a moment, but looking at the hundreds of Ghost Riders around him, he quickly calmed down.
So what about Mephisto, Hell's strongest army is here, and with hundreds of Ghost Riders plus himself, Mephisto will definitely be defeated.
After two seconds of silence, Mephisto smiled again: "Asgard is indeed full of talents."
He stopped looking at Rowe, turned his gaze to Norbert Kyle, and asked: "I wonder if the Evil Spirit Legion is interested in joining my territory. I, Mephisto..."
"Get out!" A knight shouted violently, and the chain shot out from his hand.
Mephisto avoided the chains: "You are too rude to do this. If it weren't for me just now, the evil spirit army would not have a chance to kill Zatanos."
"You are the devil, and we are the 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 burning Ghost Riders below, remained silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay."
After saying that, he unexpectedly turned around and left, and the blood-red figure disappeared in an instant.
"Do you have a way to get us out of hell?" Norbert Kyle looked at Rowe.
Luo Wei shook his head, then pointed his finger: "But he can."
He was referring to Hus, who ran over from a short distance away with a happy face.
"Have you found the medal of strength?" Rowe asked.
"Yes." Hus shook the half metal medal in his hand. It looked unremarkable, like an ordinary decoration. "And I feel that I should be able to find the other half of the medal in the future."
Although he said this, when he looked at the strength medal in his hand, his eyes seemed a little hesitant, as if he was considering something.
"Can you get all the Ghost Riders out of hell?" Norbert Kyle looked at him and asked.
"Of course." Hus was very confident, patting his chest and assured, "I know for sure that Black Heart's territory has a stable channel to the outside world. We can leave hell as long as we pass through it."
"Blackheart, that's not Mephisto's son." A Ghost Rider said.
Hus nodded: "Yes. But his relationship with Mephisto is not good. For example, Black Heart did not let his father know about this space channel."
Norbert 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 give up."
"Long before this, Mephisto has been coveting the Evil Spirit Army for a long time and has been trying to seize us from Zatanos."
Huss: "That's right. I think we'd better set off immediately. As long as we are in hell, the threat from 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 he finished speaking, hundreds of ghost knights got on their mounts one after another. Hellfire burned blazingly on their bodies, filling the surrounding area with orange-red firelight.
Then, the entire evil spirit army roared past in a mighty manner, heading straight for the territory of Hell Lord Black Heart under the guidance of Huss, leaving a trail of flames behind.
At the same time, Mephisto found two other Hell Lords.
"Zathanos is dead?" These two hell lords, like Mephisto, generally have blood-red skin. The biggest difference is that one is strong and the other is relatively thin and tall.
At the same time, compared to Mephisto, both of them look quite ferocious and ugly, with fangs and bloody mouths.
In fact, Mephisto is one of the rare handsome men among the lords of hell. According to the standards of most living beings, he is not ugly. The looks of the other two are the true level of the lords of hell.
"Yes, Asmodeus, Beelzebub." Mephisto smiled, "The evil spirit army is indeed the most terrifying army in hell, and it personally ended their former master."
"I knew Zathanos would be where he is today," said the large Asmodeus. "He's a damn bastard."
Beelzebub touched his chin: "Mephisto, have you tried it? I mean, try to get the Legion of Evil Spirits."
Mephisto nodded: "Of course I tried. But with the help of an Asgardian, the evil spirit army completely regained its freedom. And they still firmly believe in Jehovah. Naturally, I was eventually blasted away by them.
"
"Asgardian?"
"Remember what I told you before, there was an Asgard who killed the earth demon and escaped from hell in front of my eyes, with the help of an unknown transcendent power." Mephisto said, "Although that power
It has not been fully demonstrated, but I am convinced that his origin is definitely more powerful than the entire hell."
"If we want to get some Ghost Riders, this Asgardian should also cause us some trouble."
The three hell lords chatted for a few more words.
"By the way, where do you think Jehovah has gone?" Asmodeus suddenly said.
"Who knows." Mephisto said calmly, "But it would be best for him to disappear forever. This founder of the ancient paradise is more terrifying than Odin. Even in hell, I am a little afraid of him."
"Yes." Beelzebub seemed to be reminded of some bad memories and shook his head, "He is indeed a terrible old man. My father was killed by him."
"It's time for us to take action." Mephisto said, "The Evil Ghost Legion may have a way to leave hell. We have to act quickly, otherwise we may not get the powerful Ghost Rider."
"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 standard demon. His powerful father allowed him to become the lord of hell with weak strength.
But Blackheart didn't respect his father, just as Mephisto didn't care about him. For demons, tenderness is almost as rare as justice.
Not only that, after some conflicts, Hei Xin and his father no longer even have a stable and reliable interest relationship, and they often confront each other secretly.
As the most powerful member of the Satanic Council, Mephisto naturally and easily gained the upper hand in the confrontation, which made Black Heart always feel extremely resentful and depressed all day long.
Hei Xin was still in a bad mood that day. He waved his hand and asked the two female demons under him to leave irritably.
"Boom!" But not long after the two female demons left, a loud bang suddenly sounded. At the same time, the palace door collapsed, the walls burst, and gravel flew everywhere.
"Who is it?" Black Heart was frightened and angry.
"Boom!" Then there was another loud noise, and then a mammoth beast with blazing flames all over its body broke through the door wall of the Black Heart Palace, and orange-red fire appeared in his eyes.
Black Heart's pupils shrank: "Ghost Rider!"
The mammoth beast swayed left and right, and the palace gate almost completely collapsed, leaving a huge gap. And outside the gap, there were hundreds of Ghost Riders standing.
Seeing such a scene, Hei Xin swallowed and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
