It was already evening, and the sun would still have some time to sink below the horizon. Johnny, who was eager to try, took a deep breath, and a ball of flame suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Keep it small, keep it smaller, it's best to only have cigarettes..."
Following Geralt's instructions, Johnny reduced the flame in his hand to the extreme, and black smoke billowed out of his hand.
Geralt placed the entire forged contract on the black smoke, and the mere smoke caused the dying soul sealed in it to shatter and then dissipate.
Fortunately, there are many souls, so this kind of loss is within the tolerance range.
Geralt simply handed the contract to Johnny and asked him to scribble on it. The Black Heart Devil couldn't see it anyway, and he could deceive this fool as long as there was the breath of hell.
After completing the forgery of the contract, Geralt dragged Hill outside. Hill was an ordinary person, and staying here would only make her chased by the Ghost Rider.
Anyway, we have discussed it before, we just need to follow the plan.
In the distance, Hill saw a fire burning in the cemetery. The roar of the motorcycle suddenly came to mind, and then a line of fire rushed from the cemetery into the distance.
Hill wanted to make a detailed observation, but she didn't expect a big hand to cover her eyes, blocking her sight.
After the Ghost Rider had gone far away, Geralt put down his hand and said, "You have relaxed, why have you given up your vigilance? I originally said not to observe the Ghost Rider with your eyes..."
Hill opened her mouth, but still had no explanation. Geralt was right. She relaxed her vigilance. When acting with Geralt, it seemed that everything was within Geralt's expectation. All she had to do was follow his instructions.
Just proceed with the plan.
If it weren't for the constant presence of strangers and people with different identities and positions from various organizations in these missions, Hill would even think that this was all arranged by Geralt.
But in the follow-up investigation, Geralt's various actions proved himself to him, which made Hill gradually let down some of his vigilance.
Seeing Geralt holding Carrot and preparing to leave, Hill asked: "Where should we go next?"
Geralt put on his hat, shook his head at Hill and said, "It's not us, it's just me. I'll go to Santa Fangansa to have a look."
During the conversation with Carter Shrey, Geralt also learned about the town that was seduced and corrupted by Mephisto a hundred and fifty years ago. He always felt that there was something wrong here, and that a saint born in a town was too much.
Much more.
Geralt didn't mean to take it with him, and Hill didn't force it. The Ghost Rider still needed to track him, and he couldn't let any danger remain outside.
Understanding where Geralt was going, Hill nodded and walked towards the standby agent in the distance.
Geralt's voice came from behind her, and she heard Geralt say: "If you encounter danger, remember to take Hawkwood with you. He can hold out until I arrive. Well, it seems that he won't move, then you go to him
Then run..."
After hearing this and watching Geralt leave in a hurry, Hill smiled and shook his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Galloping all the way, Carrot's enhanced physical strength and speed were now enough to take Geralt to any place on the earth, and since such long-distance missions were rare, Carrot also ran away excitedly.
It wasn't until late at night that Carrot and Geralt arrived at Santa Fangansa, a dilapidated town.
Like all abandoned towns, it is full of desolation and loneliness. But the magic is that the town still maintains its basic shape and roads. Even if no one has taken care of it for 150 years, it has not been overrun by weeds.
.
Just like in I Am Legend, New York has been empty of people for decades, and wild animals and various plants have appeared in the towns. But here, many times the time, it has retained its former appearance.
Geralt walked around the town, searching for everything possible, but after looking through the entire town, Geralt didn't find anything wrong.
The voice of the radish was heard in the middle of the town. It was calling Geralt, and it was a signal asking for water.
Before entering this town, Geralt warned Carrot not to touch anything at will. Carrot now understood Geralt's meaning and waited until he couldn't bear the thirst before summoning Geralt.
There is a fountain in the center of the town, and even today, water is slowly flowing out of the fountain.
Carrot looked at the flowing water next to his mouth, greedily licking his big mouth with his tongue, and held back forcefully.
Geralt came to the carrot, patted it comfortingly, reached out to scoop up a handful of running water from the fountain, and Geralt stuck out his tongue to taste it himself.
As soon as he tasted the water, Geralt discovered the problem. In such a degenerate place, all items should be rotten.
But the water is sweet and clear, and there is even a trace of purifying power in it.
If this water vein covers the bottom of the entire town, it is still possible for the town to retain its original appearance after more than a hundred years of purification.
Seeing Geralt's contemplation, Carrot bumped Geralt's head, as if he was losing his temper.
"Drink, this water is drinkable and even has some benefits..."
With permission, Carrot stuck out his big tongue and sucked the water from the fountain.
Looking at this town, Geralt did not delve into it any further. After all, this place was still to be used as a battlefield. Now, if we dig out the problems here, what would we do if the Black Heart Devil and Mephisto escaped?
Thinking of this, Geralt waited for Carrot to finish drinking the water, then led it away from here. It wouldn't go anywhere anyway, so he would talk about it later.
It was the same way back again, this time Carrot didn't have the freshness and excitement before, and was just running at a fast pace. This made Geralt not return to the starting point until dawn.
Standing on the edge of the cemetery, looking at the black smoke in the distance, Geralt felt that he had missed a good show.
Riding on the carrot, Geralt waited quietly. As long as he appeared, I believed SHIELD could locate him immediately.
Sure enough, not long after, a Quinjet landed next to Geralt. Hill stood at the rear hatch, holding the door armrest with one hand and looking at Geralt below.
Geralt drove Carrot forward, but Carrot, who had experienced a dangerous flight, was unwilling to get close to the Quinjet.
Helpless, Geralt had no choice but to go there by himself. When he saw Hill, Geralt found that the circles under her eyes were heavy again, as if she had not slept for another night.
Seeing Geralt, Hill began to complain and said: "That Johnny burned down two more roads last night, and was racing on several buildings chasing enemies. Later, when he couldn't catch up with a guy who could fly,
He grabbed a police helicopter and almost turned the entire city into a sea of flames.
Finally, after finally killing the enemy, he actually drove a burning helicopter to the prison and burned almost all the prisoners inside to ashes."
Hill's eyes were full of helplessness and exhaustion. Johnny, the newly promoted Ghost Rider, actually had Zatan Snow, one of the strongest elemental lords, inside his body. With his mortal power, he could barely control everyone in the city.
Once he is done with it, his talent will have exploded.
At this time, the sound of Johnny's motorcycle engine came closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of Hill.
Looking at Hill's cannibalistic expression, Johnny said nonchalantly: "I'm going to find Carter Shirey."
After saying that, Johnny turned the accelerator, turned a big bend in front of the two of them, and parked the car on the other side of the cemetery.
Seeing Hill's uncontrollable anger, Geralt asked: "Do you have the helicopter he flew last night?"
Rubbing his temples to relieve his depressed mood, and taking a deep breath to calm his mood, Hill said slowly: "The helicopter crashed in the valley on the other side of the city, and we haven't had time to clean up."
"That's a good thing. Metals calcined by hellfire can be used to make special weapons. Even if they are melted into warheads, they can easily kill a group of enemies..."
Geralt's words really diverted Hill's attention. He had something good in hand, and Hill naturally wouldn't let it go. He turned around and came to the cab. Hill used the equipment here to send commands to other agents, so that
They went to collect the wreckage of the helicopter.
However, as soon as Hill finished speaking, before she turned around, she felt someone hugging her behind her and putting his hand on her neck.
Turning around in surprise, it turned out to be Geralt. Geralt's hand used a slight force to pinch Hill's carotid artery.
Restricting the blood flow of the carotid artery can easily make people fall into coma. Geralt controlled Hill and looked at Hill's surprised eyes, but still made her fall into a deep sleep.
The pilot looked at everything in front of him and excitedly took out his weapon and pointed it at Geralt.
However, Geralt didn't care about this warning and carried Hill to the cabin, letting her lie down on the seat and fall asleep.
By the time Hill woke up again, most of the day had passed, and the sun had begun to tilt, and it would be night again in a few hours.
Sitting up, Hill picked up the clothes covering his body, which obviously belonged to Geralt, but at this moment, the Quinjet was empty, with only sporadic sounds coming from outside.
Checking the weapons on his body, Hill loaded the pistol and put it back into the holster, then pressed the switch of the rear hatch.
In Hill's eyes, the area next to the Quinjet had turned into a barbecue party. Carter Slay was holding a beer and bragging in front of Johnny about how he had battled wits with Mephisto.
Seeing the hatch open, Hill was looking outside with an angry look on his face. Johnny raised his beer bottle to signal to Hill with some embarrassment, but was only ignored by Hill.
Geralt was in front of the barbecue, brushing various sauces on the barbecue. He didn't notice that the surrounding environment was getting quieter and quieter, and there were fewer and fewer people.
"Refill the cumin bottle and put more cumin in the barbecue. This is enough for anyone."
Geralt spoke without looking back, addressing the people who had just touched him, but no one answered or reached out to take away the empty cumin bottle.
Holding the kebab in his hand, Geralt raised his head and realized that the person in front of him was an angry Hill.
"Would you like some? It's already baked..."
Geralt handed the kebab to Hill, but unexpectedly he only received a loud slap in the face from Hill.