The Necromancer in American Comics

Chapter 87 Harvest
"do not know."

Johnny's body froze at the old cowboy's reply.

For a while, the look in the eyes of the old cowboy was also a little wrong.

"Don't look at me that way, the people who stole my contract are a group of thugs with guns, but obviously, the real people behind the scenes will definitely not be them."

He said flatly, looked at Johnny, and asked suddenly: "What is the task it gave you?"

"Mission?" Johnny was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that it was Mephisto who said it, frowned, and replied, "Kill the witch heart demon, and there are a few others."

"Witch Heart Demon..." the old cowboy muttered something, and after listening to Johnny, he asked, "You know it?"

"Well, it is said that both it and Mephisto are fallen angels expelled from heaven, but this is just a legend after all, and no one really knows what their origin is."

"But the witch heart demon has also come to this world, and the purpose is probably also the contract of Saint Van Gonzal."

Having said that, the old cowboy stopped, looking like he was thinking.

Looking at it, Johnny couldn't help asking: "Could it be that the Witch Heart Demon stole your contract?"

"Witch Heart Demon? Hehe, they won't use this method to snatch me, a bad old man." The old cowboy laughed at himself, looked at Johnny for a while, and said, "I want to ask you something."

"You can go by yourself."

Johnny, who guessed what the old cowboy was going to say, walked towards the warehouse where his motorcycle was stored.

When he came out on his bike, the old cowboy who was standing there suddenly said, "I'm dying."

Johnny paused as he was about to leave, turned around, and frowned at the old cowboy, who was alive and well with a strong body.

Such a strong body doesn't look like a guy who is about to die.

"I have lived for nearly 200 years. Although the strength of the knight in my body supports me to survive, it is almost at the limit."

The old cowboy moved his arm, as if talking about another irrelevant person.

Johnny looked at his brows and frowned, and didn't know whether to believe it or not, but after thinking about it for a while, he still asked, "Is that why you trust me?"

"According to you, what kind of contract can bring danger to the world, are you not afraid that I will give it to Mephisto?"

Johnny couldn't understand.

The old cowboy listened to his words, looked at him, and said with a smile: "You have a very worthy person named Rosanne, right? You keep talking about it in your dreams."

"Is this related to what I asked?" Johnny asked with an uneasy expression.

Because of being manipulated by Mephisto, he released Rosanne's pigeons again.

"Of course, I believe that a person who is worth caring about will never betray the world."

Ignoring Johnny's displeasure, the old cowboy walked up to Johnny's side, stretched out his hand, and slapped Johnny's shoulder with a powerful palm, causing him to collapse instantly.

Johnny only felt that the power hidden in his body was mobilized, his own powerful power was upgraded to a higher level, and various fighting methods flashed in his mind.

After a while, recovering from this state, he looked at the old cowboy who fell on the ground, hurriedly got off the motorcycle, helped him up and asked, "What did you do to me? How..."

He didn't know how to describe it, but when he stretched out his hand, under the bright sunlight, a faint flame rose up.

"Relax, this is your power in itself, I just...cough... I brought it forward a little bit."

The old cowboy coughed twice weakly, and continued: "Although I don't know who the one who stole the contract is, the Witch Heart Demon must have come here for the contract. If you chase him, you will definitely be able to...cough... ...The contract is back."

"Promise me! Never let these devils get a contract!"

The old cowboy seemed to have aroused the last strength in his body, and he firmly grasped Johnny's collar with both hands.

Looking at the expectant old cowboy, Johnny nodded slowly.

And after getting the answer he wanted, the tense face of the old cowboy eased, and his body was reduced to ashes under a sudden burst of flames.

Subconsciously taking a step back, Johnny stood up straight, stared blankly at the spot for a few seconds, clenched his fists, stepped onto the locomotive, and quickly left the cemetery with the roar of the accelerator.

……

Fifty kilometers west of Old Bridge, New Mexico.

Noisy sounds filled the entire small basin that was smashed out by Thor's Hammer, and the engineering vehicles made harsh roars, quickly building this temporary base from scratch.

Where Thor's Hammer is located, a small prefabricated house has already been built with a radius of several meters.

Ke Lin was sitting near the hammer, and with the sudden muffled thunder in the sky, a look of joy appeared on his face.

The dwarves who forged Thor's Hammer may not have thought of hiding anything, but it is extremely difficult to deduce the forging method from the already forged weapon.

Obtaining some basic relevant knowledge from it is still possible for him who is already considered a master at the level of forging, but the part that is truly secret is a delusion.

However, perhaps the weather changes outside triggered the hammer, and some mysteries that were originally hidden were revealed on their own initiative.

In this short moment, according to the changes of Thor's Hammer, he obtained a complete pattern.

"If you have time, you can try it."

He muttered softly, slightly pleased.

The ability of the array is to disrupt the magnetic field.

From disabling electronic products in a small area alone, to enveloping an entire city in a chaotic magnetic field, as long as there are enough substrates, it can be done.

However, the former only needs some ordinary substrates, and the arrangement of patterns is much simpler.

In the latter case, not only the quantity and quality of the base material must be greatly improved, but also the complexity of the pattern will increase exponentially.

But generally speaking, he basically doesn't need to arrange such a troublesome large formation, as long as it is simple, it is enough for him to use.

Ulla... Ulla...

A piercing whistle began to echo throughout the base.

Just as he was about to continue studying, he raised his head slightly and looked at the outdoors where the rain was pouring down.

"So fast?"

His brows were slightly frowned. At first, he thought that Thor would come here at least tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, but he didn't expect to run over that night.

He looked down at the hammer, hesitated for a moment, but didn't move.

It’s coming, it’s coming, anyway, the harvest has been greater than originally expected, and through Thor, he might be able to see how far he is from the real strong.

With a decision in mind, the whole person calmed down again.

……

The heavy rain fell suddenly, and the entire base was in chaos with the appearance of the invaders.

In the simple white plastic corridor, Thor defeated many agents who came to stop him all the way, and headed towards the location where Thor's Hammer was placed.

"Barton, report the situation."

In the monitoring room, looking at the system that was disabled due to the electromagnetic vibration emitted by Thor's Hammer, Coulson asked with the walkie-talkie.

"I've aimed at him, sir, shall I shoot him dead with one arrow, or shall you send more men to capture him alive?"

Barton stood on Gaotai Mountain and raised his bow and arrow, asking questions.

　some cavan...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)