Richard put on a friendly smile and waved to the split soul of the Blackheart in mid-air.
Hi, long time no see...
The Blackheart's split soul turned deathly pale instantly. He lunged upwards, trying to break through the ceiling of the abandoned church to escape...
As a result, with a 'Duang', he crashed into the 'iron plate'! The pain made him clutch his head and tumble in mid-air.
"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"
A golden-red aura of energy flashed across the ceiling painted with the Virgin Mary and Child...
Richard shook his head speechlessly and made a hand seal with one hand.
" The Soul Shackles, rise!"
A long, golden-red rope shot up from the Magic Spike on the ground, wrapped around the waist of the Blackheart's divided soul, and was suddenly pulled...
The Blackheart descended from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground with a 'thud'. Beside it was the San Venganza Contract.
Looking at the ancient parchment scroll, the Blackheart was initially surprised, but then his expression turned to shock!
He abruptly raised his head and looked at Richard in disbelief.
Richard crossed his arms and nodded in confirmation.
Blackheart Soul Split:!!!
Without Richard even needing to urge him, he decisively began contacting the main body of Hell!
Black Hell Power surged from his eyes as he communicated with his main body through his thoughts.
"Hey, look what I found?!"
In the Hell Dimension, Demon Palace built atop a volcano.
The Blackheart sat atop Skull Throne covered in spikes, with a voluptuous Succubus curled up in his arms.
His right hand unconsciously stroked the Succubus's slender tail when suddenly a cacophony of sounds surfaced in his mind.
"Hey, look what I found..."
Blackheart suddenly opened his eyes and clenched his right fist tightly!
With a 'snap', the Succubus's tail broke off...
"Ouch!" the Succubus cried out softly, tears welling in her eyes from the pain. She asked cautiously, "M- Master?"
Through vision sharing, Blackheart saw an ancient parchment scroll.
" The San Venganza Contract!"
He grabbed the Succubus by the neck with his left claw and suddenly stood up.
"Where are you now?"
The Blackheart revealed an extremely excited expression. He clenched his left claw tightly, causing the Succubus's neck to tilt ninety degrees, and her alluring peach blossom eyes instantly dimmed.
He casually tossed the Succubus's corpse aside and immediately gave the order.
"Tear open the San Venganza Contract and absorb those three thousand Fallen Holy Soul!"
"Then cooperate with me to open the portal to Earth!"
The Blackheart Soul of Witchheart grabbed the San Venganza Contract and Gulu rolled over and stood up.
With a forceful tear from his claws, the old parchment scroll split in two with a 'rip' sound...
In an instant, countless wronged souls burst forth from the seal of the parchment scroll, wailing in agony!
" Heaven! Heaven!"
"Lies from Hell! Liars, liars!"
"Aaaaaah!"
"I regret it!"
A jumble of chaotic whispers of spirits instantly filled the abandoned church...
A crimson energy shield emerged from Richard's body, keeping out the corrupting Undead Curse and the Banshee Wail of the banshees.
The Blackheart looked Greed at the scattered Fallen Holy Soul, and slowly opened its gaping maw...
The immense suction force swept the fleeing souls into his mouth like a whirlwind!
"No!"
" God! Forgive me!"
" Hell liar!"
I curse you! I curse you!
The souls wailed and struggled, but were powerless to resist being sucked into the mouth of the Blackheart's divided soul.
Before long, all three thousand Fallen Holy Soul that flew out from the San Venganza Contract were devoured by the Blackheart's split soul.
"So strong!"
The Blackheart opened his arms, a look of ecstasy on his face. Purgatory Magic Rune appeared on his skin, and his aura rose higher and higher, becoming terrifying like a god or a demon in the blink of an eye!
"Invincible power!"
With the Blackheart's confident declaration, a burst of power erupted, stirring up boundless dust within the church!
Richard:...
He sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Sigh, another one's gotten too big for their britches..."
He raised his right hand, Crimson Mana emanated from his body, transforming into a gigantic palm that swept down upon the Blackheart's divided soul.
'boom!'
The abandoned church trembled violently, as the giant hand suppressed the billowing dust and the Blackheart fragments within it!
Once the giant hand dissipated, the Blackheart scrambled to its feet in a disheveled state...
'Pfft...' Richard couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The appearance of the Blackheart's split soul at this moment is truly comical.
His once neatly combed slicked-back hair had become a drab, unkempt mess; his elegant black suit with silver trim had turned into tattered beggar's clothes; and his magical, cool Purgatory Magic Rune had become disjointed and broken, resembling the haphazard, illegible work of a clumsy tattoo artist...
He glanced at Richard with fear, then limped back a dozen steps, trying to get away from this guy who was more terrifying than the devil.
Blackheart:...
Having maintained a shared view, he naturally saw the disheveled state of the split soul.
The Blackheart, barely suppressing his rage, roared, "Useless trash! Immediately cooperate with me to open the Hell Portal!"
The Blackheart nodded hastily. He glanced warily at Richard, his hands forming intricate Magic Rune in the air while he chanted incantations...
Richard scratched his ear, listening intently, only to discover that the guy was actually reciting...
"You stingy person..."
As the split soul of the Blackheart and the main body of the Blackheart moved in sync, a green vortex appeared and slowly spread...
"Roar!"
A piercing roar grew louder as it approached, and a pair of ferocious claws emerged from the vortex.
The Blackheart stepped forward, grabbed the claws, and pulled them outwards with force, like a pregnant woman giving birth. A 'demon' emerged from the green vortex...
The true form of the Blackheart has finally appeared on Earth!!!
"Host..."
The moment Blackheart's split soul opened its mouth, Blackheart grabbed it by the neck, baring its sharp teeth and cursing, "Useless trash!"
The Secret Art was activated directly, and the Blackheart howled silently as it gradually shrank until it was completely devoured by the Blackheart!
"Ah!"
Blackheart spread his arms wide, a look of ecstasy on his face. He felt the unprecedentedly powerful energy within him and couldn't help but exclaim...
"So strong!"
Richard:...
Johnny invisibility ( Carter Slade ):...
"Invincible..."
Before he could finish speaking, Richard made a hand seal and gave a soft shout.
"Rise!"
A golden-red semi-circular binding barrier appeared, and twelve golden-red ropes shot out like lightning from the twelve Magic Spike embedded in the ground, quickly wrapping around the neck, hands, waist, and legs of the Blackheart's true form...
The Blackheart's true form opened its eyes in surprise, looking down at the long, golden-red ropes binding its body...
"???"
Before he could react, Richard snapped his the Snap.
" Johnny, it's up to you now!"
Johnny instantly appeared next to the true form of the Blackheart, transforming into the Ghost Rider. His bone claws, burning with Hellfire, grabbed the demon's face, forcing him to look into his eyes!
"Look me in the eyes! You demon!"
The Blackheart stared in horror at the burning skeleton before him, and cried out in disbelief, " Ghost Rider?!"
"Look me in the eyes! You demon!"
Johnny shouted Wrath again.
After a moment of tension, Blackheart suddenly burst into laughter, "You actually want to judge me with your Penance Stare?!"
"It's useless, hahaha~"
"I am Son of Hell, I have no soul, what right do you have to judge my sins?!"
Johnny forcefully pried open the skull with his claws, pressing his burning skull against the forehead of the Blackheart, his burning, hollow eyes staring into the Blackheart's dark eyes.
"Feel the pain of sin, you demon!"
The Hellfire of judgment pierced the eyes of the Blackheart, who laughed mockingly.
"It's no use, Ghost Rider, your Judgment didn't... Ugh!"
Suddenly, Blackheart let out a miserable scream and struggled desperately.
"No! This is impossible!"
"Get out of here, you ants, get out of here!"
"I am the Noble Son of Hell, I am the future Hell Lord!"
"Ugh! No!!!"
Richard was afraid that Ghost Rider might overdo it and actually kill the Blackheart!
He quickly called out a loud reminder:
"Hey Johnny! Leave him a breath!"
"I'm still useful!"
Johnny:...
The Hellfire on his body slowly dissipated, Blackheart, his eyes lifeless, remained in a twisted, struggling posture before collapsing to the ground with a thud.
Twelve long, golden-red ropes darted about, wrapping him up like a Mummy...