Superman of the American Comics - Chapter 278

[Chapter 263 In the Town, Day 1]

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Chapter 263 The boss of the gang, the religious leader, and the righteous

saint Fangangsa was once a good place with simple folk customs and outstanding people.

Although he has not yet arrived at the level where he does not pick up things, he does not close the door at night.

However, under the joint management of the sheriff and the mayor, there have been no crimes such as theft or vendetta for several years.

It is foreseeable that if the western part of the city is selected as a civilized town, St. Vincent will surely come out on top.

It’s just that fate often likes to play a bad joke on people when they are caught off guard.

One day, the old devil stepped into St. Vincent.

He deceived the mayor and bewitched the sheriff.

Incite the greed of the town residents and magnify their inner selfishness.

Finally, through another carefully planned conspiracy.

The God who makes all people go down the road of depravity and turn their backs on their beliefs.

“Three thousand fallen souls are sealed in a contract.”

Carter-Srey, who was leading a horse, said solemnly.

“Later, Mephisto ordered me to retrieve the contract for him and open the gates of hell.”

“I fled and hid until I was found by the Supreme Mage.”

Carter-Slay, originally a young Texas rider police.

He was arrested and imprisoned because of his own greed.

In order to gain his freedom, he sold his soul to Mephisto and became the chosen Ghost Rider.

“What about the contract?”

Strange, who walked into the town, kept looking around.

Everything didn’t seem as bad as Carter-Slay said, and the residents of the town didn’t react too radically except to cast curious glances at the outsider.

They all seemed to be amiable, with absolutely no sign of where to be rescued.

“It was still taken by Mephisto,”

said the old cowboy regretfully.

“But he didn’t open the door to the world and hell. The Supreme Mage stopped the old devil’s plan.”

“It’s just the small town of St. Vincent, where the souls of three thousand fallen people will always be enslaved by him and cannot be freed.”

“They are stained with sin, betray God, can’t go to heaven, and can’t escape from Mephisto’s control.”

Carter-Sley suddenly stopped, looked at this seemingly normal and peaceful town, shook his head and said: “You guys are now What I saw was just the projection of the fissure in hell.”

“The real town of St. Vincent has long since fallen into disrepair and has been forgotten.”

Strange felt a little heavy when he heard the past.

“Then how can I save them?”

he asked subconsciously.

“I can’t give you an answer. This is Weishandi’s test for you.”

Carter-Srey shrugged, and he also hoped that someone could give the residents of the town of St. Van Gonzalz a complete relief.

Those three thousand suffering souls have yet to rest in peace.

“You can move freely in the town.”

Carter-Sley left this sentence, and then rode away.

He’s just a guide and a bystander in this game.

“You’re on your own, Stephen.”

Luke patted Strange on the shoulder, indicating that the game is up to you.

Compared with the previous two games, with exact goals, the final test is obviously much harder.

Emperor Weishan did not promulgate any rules, but only delineated a vague range, and the rest had to be explored and discovered by the participants themselves.

“By the way, friendly advice, if you can’t think of what to do, you might as well look at those competitors.”

Luke is going to find a hotel at random, and then go fishing.

He didn’t intend to ignore Strange and let the other party play on his own.

It’s just that there is too little information so far, and it will take some time to observe.

“Competitors…”

Strange thought thoughtfully.

In the face of the difficult problem given by Weishandi, what will Mordo and Casillas do to their former classmates?

…

…

the night fell, and the fighters who settled down had not yet made any moves, and found that the atmosphere of the town of St. Vincent had changed greatly.

During the day, the enthusiastic residents, the talkative sheriff, the tavern owner who can answer questions… all of them seem to have changed.

They stared at the foreigners who broke into the town with hostile and hateful eyes.

“It doesn’t feel good.”

Sol frowned. He and Loki walked outside the hotel, and a group of strong men with bad expressions slowly gathered around.

Originally, two or three people were hanging far behind, and more and more people joined in along the way.

“You, go away! She, stay!”

The guy in the lead looked at Loki with a pair of eyes, ignoring Thor at all.

“Teasing me…sister?”

Sol couldn’t bear it. He would rather accept others to tease him than forgive these gangsters for thinking about his sister.

This is the bottom line that cannot be violated as a sister control!

“You should learn a lesson!”

Sol rolled up his sleeves and greeted him with a fist.

The powerful physique of the Asgardians is simply crushing the situation in the face of the gangsters in the small town of St. Vincent.

He single-handedly smashed through the siege, and then beat the crap out of this bunch of scumbags.

However, the storm did not stop there.

The brawl drew more attention.

The men in the town joined one by one.

Like it’s some kind of fun game that draws them in.

Soon, the situation got out of control.

Sol is alone and needs to face the beating of hundreds of people.

Fists, iron rods, pitchforks… all kinds of things greeted him.

Although it is not painful or itchy, it can make people feel irritable.

Bang!

A shot went off.

The bullet from the revolver hit Thor’s chest.

It didn’t do him any real harm.

But the sound of gunshots echoing in the night sky seemed to open a gate, releasing the tyranny and killing desire of the residents of the small town of St. Vincent.

“Loki…”

Saul saw more people gathered around, with a fierce light in their eyes, they stretched out their right hand directly.

The atmosphere roared, and the storm tomahawk swirls around at high speed, sweeping away the residents of the town like mowing grass.

“This is the town of St. Verganza that sold its soul to the devil, is it the real side?”

Luke, who was watching this scene, seemed to have guessed something.

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The next day, early in the morning.

When the sun shines on San Verganza, the town seems to come alive and come alive.

“They didn’t die?”

Sol, who had been guilty of killing many town residents all night, was a little dumbfounded when he saw the men who had clashed with him.

They didn’t have the tyranny and ferocity of last night at all, and they greeted each other warmly with smiles on their faces.

As if nothing happened.

“I see. The residents of this town sell their souls to the devil, so they act so terrible at night.”

After last night’s encounter, Loki’s eyes flashed with relief, she nodded lightly, and said: ” They have lost their souls, are long dead, and are ‘people’ that don’t exist.”

“Even if you slaughter the entire town, these people will be reset the moment the sun rises.”

“Day and night, it’s quite the same. It’s the past and present of St. Vincent.”

Saul scratched his head, in his opinion, Loki’s words were too complicated and difficult to understand.

“You don’t have to understand, just do as I say.”

Loki didn’t expect the silly old brother to use her barren IQ, her beautiful eyes rolled around and whispered: “Let’s go first. Find the mayor.”

[End of this Chapter]