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450 【The Legend of the American West】

"The curse can not only restrict your actions, but also produce more severe punishments. I believe you won't be willing to try it." The soul gem said, "Let's get started."

Luo Wei stood silent for a while.

Then the curse took effect again. Just as the soul gem said, the effect of the curse this time was no longer imprisonment, but a severe pain that almost shocked him, making him hold his head and scream.

"Ahhhhh"

This pain did not come from the body, but from the soul. He felt as if his soul was about to be torn apart.

The pain lasted only a short time, but Luo Wei felt as if he had spent three days and three nights. He fell to the ground panting, with lingering fears.

Soul Gem: "I think you have remembered this feeling."

Forced by the power of the curse, Luo Wei had no choice but to follow the instructions of the soul gem, quickly got up from the ground, and started building the altar.

The altar is very large and built on a mountain. Fortunately, the structure is not complicated. There are many high-quality stones on this planet, so what he has to do is basically moving bricks.

After working hard for several days, Luo Wei piled up the newly cut stone bricks and asked hesitantly: "Can I take a rest?"

"You don't need to rest." The voice of the soul gem showed no fluctuation.

"Although I don't feel tired, you know, your mood always needs to be adjusted in order to work better, otherwise the efficiency will definitely be reduced." Rowe shrugged his shoulders, "This is how we mortals are."

The soul gem was silent for a moment: "Okay."

Luo Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the severe pain caused by the soul curse only occurred once, this feeling was something he would never forget for the rest of his life and he absolutely did not want to experience it a second time.

As an elder who has experienced hundreds of battles, he has been injured countless times and endured countless pains in hundreds of years. However, compared with the soul curse, the only thing worth mentioning is the surrender magnet.

In fact, even the pain of surrendering to the magnet is far inferior to the terrifying experience of soul curse that seems to tear the soul apart.

Luo Wei then found a stone and sat down, pretending to rub the dead skin on his hands, but actually looking through the holy deed.

He actually had a vague guess about the origin of the voice in the soul gem.

Nemesis.

The Nemesis was born before the formation of the universe and was a powerful being with unlimited power. The six gems are the crystallization of her power after her death.

Luo Wei suspected that the voice in the soul gem might have some connection with the goddess of revenge, or even the goddess of revenge herself.

After all, only a transcendent existence like the Nemesis, which is above the laws of the universe, is qualified to evaluate Asgardians as "mortals".

Since the curse is related to the Nemesis, it will not be easy to break it. The only thing Luo Wei is sure of is the Holy Shield, more specifically the Invincible Hearthstone.

By consuming sixty Holy Shield spells, you can initiate a legitimate retreat and teleport back to the city regardless of any negative effects.

The problem now is that there is no Holy Shield, let alone sixty, not one.

Fortunately, it is not completely impossible. Luo Wei has accumulated a lot of books of piety and experience in his sacred contract. By challenging and obtaining gifts from destiny, he will definitely be able to get some divine shield skills as rewards, but he is not sure how much he will get.

Luo Wei was completely unsure whether he could collect 60 Holy Shield Techniques through this, and he even tended to be unable to do so.

In addition, he felt like his heart was bleeding when he thought about consuming so many Holy Shield spells to escape from the clutches of the Soul Gem.

Sixty Holy Shield spell fragments, one minute of invincibility!

One minute of invincibility!

If possible, Luo Wei would like to eat the soul gem.

He couldn't help but think viciously: Even if he didn't save the world, just because of this revenge, he would have to smash the Soul Stone and even the Infinity Stone family in the future!

Luo Weiwu thought to himself, and after a while the voice of the soul gem came: "Go on."

"Yes." He was startled and quickly stood up and continued to move bricks.



American West.

In recent years, there has been a legend circulating in the West: Every late at night, the Hellfire-burning Ghost Rider rides his horse through the darkness to complete the mission for the devil he is loyal to. The smell of sulfur on his body comes from Oregon.

Everyone knows it from Colorado to Colorado.

One thing about legends is that sometimes they are true.

At this moment, in the western night, the Ghost Rider riding a flaming horse was galloping through the wilderness, the blazing hellfire leaving a trail of flames behind him.

The war horses roared past in the night, and the Ghost Rider quickly arrived at the destination of his trip, St. Vatican Village.

To be precise, it is the ruins of St. Vatican Village. The villages here are dilapidated and uninhabited. Collapsed houses and abandoned fields can be seen everywhere.

Entering the village of St. Vatican, the Ghost Rider faded away from the blazing flames of hell, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with a beard and a look of vicissitudes of life. He walked slowly through the village with a somewhat complicated look on his face.

More than thirty years ago, Carter Shirey was born in this village and witnessed the battle between angels and demons.

Later, he left here, thinking that he would have nothing to do with gods and demons in his life, until an evil old man came to his door and made a deal with him that now seems unfair.

This deal made him become the Ghost Rider, and the price was that he would serve the old man.

Now his task is to take away a contract from here, which connects a thousand fallen souls of Saint Vatican, and the evil old man is salivating...

Not long after Carter Shrey entered the village, the fallen souls living here were awakened by it, roaring in from all directions, and whipping up terrifying winds.

His expression changed, and the fire of hell ignited on his body again. The orange-red flames suddenly illuminated in the dark night. The fallen souls around him screamed and stopped, and suddenly dispersed far away, not daring to come forward.

"Spirit of Vengeance!"

Carter Shirey's eyes, also filled with fire, stared at these fallen souls.

They are not ordinary fallen souls. If they were just mortals, the evil old man probably wouldn't be interested, let alone dare not enter in person.

Wandering in the village of St. Vatican are a thousand fallen angel souls...

The old man bewitched them and led them from holiness to depravity, but they did not dare to enter the village to retrieve the contract stemming from fraud.

Facing these thousands of souls, only the Ghost Rider, who travels between heaven and hell and has the power to judge evil, can achieve his goal.

The hellfire in Carter Shirey burned blazingly, and the blazing fire made the surrounding souls afraid to step forward.

He went all the way to the church in the center of the village, where the evil Holy Vatican Deeds were displayed.


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