American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 181 Evil
On the field, Baling and Johnny faced off, separated by the distance of a large truck.

Baling had originally hoped to wipe them all out in one fell swoop, eliminating Hellfire while also taking down the four demons they encountered.

Unexpectedly, Johnny decisively sent one away, and the remaining three even more readily betrayed their teammates, running away without a trace.

Although it's clearly more cost-effective to eliminate the remaining three demons out of a three-to-one ratio, Baling's main objective this time is to nip the evil hellfire's plan to invade humanity in the bud.

Therefore, Baling could only regretfully abandon the demons such as the Blackheart Demon and focus on dealing with the Hellfire.

"You inherently evil demon, if you wish to harm humanity, then die here!"

Even just standing here, Baling could sense that immense evil lurked within the fiery skeleton before him.

Evil? You're no better than that!

Johnny's eyes flickered with flame as he scrutinized the unknown demon that had been chasing him all the way. Without a doubt, it was also a demon from hell.

Therefore, Johnny, as the Ghost Rider, must destroy Balin's body and send him back to Hell, for Hell is the only place for demons.

“You deserve to go to hell.” Johnny extended his bone claws, pointing at Baling, as if delivering a judgment.

This enraged Baling, who was already displeased with it. This arrogant attitude completely infuriated Baling.

Baling swung his white bone blades at lightning speed, creating a dazzling display of blade light as dozens of gleaming blade energies pierced through the air.

Johnny's chains swung like snakes and lashed out like whips, instantly blocking the fierce blade energy that was about to strike.

"Hehe! That's interesting. Well then, I'll get serious from here on out."

Buzz!
The jet-black crow wings vibrated at an extremely high frequency, and powerful gusts of air blew against the parked truck. Baling leaped into the air, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Johnny dared not be careless and immediately used his eyesight and the hellfire within his body to sense Baling's presence.

However, Baling's speed at this moment was unparalleled, so fast that even Johnny, with all his might, could only catch a fleeting afterimage.

Baling's figure seemed to be everywhere, in all directions, making Johnny dizzy.

This kind of extreme speed can only be achieved by Johnny riding his beloved motorcycle and speeding across the vast western plains.

The rider, having lost his chariot, was like an eagle fallen to the ground. Johnny could only frantically pull on the chains, hoping to catch something by sheer luck, but all his attacks missed.

"Is there no hope left? Then prepare to die."

Seeing that Johnny couldn't come up with a useful response, Baling stopped delaying and launched an attack. Dark power poured into the white bone blade as if it were free, causing the bone blade to tremble and hum, with dark red flames flowing around its edge.

cut!
Thousands of fiery red blade energies swept away, gathering into a terrifying storm of blades that approached Johnny with terrifying force.

The steel-bodied truck and the sand beneath its wheels were swept into the storm and turned to dust.

Johnny swung the chains frantically, but he couldn't block them at all. The violent blade energy struck, sparks flew, and the sound of metal clashing against metal rang out.

A storm of blades swept into Johnny, the immense suction pulling away the chains in his hands. Without his protective weapon, the scorching, sharp blade energy swirled and slashed at Johnny's body.

The cool black motorcycle jacket was shredded into pieces, the burning hellfire gradually died down in the storm of blades, and even the hard bones could not withstand the pressure, bursting open with dense cracks.

The storm that ravaged the land finally subsided, and just as the last wisp of hellfire dissipated, the skeleton miraculously regained its flesh and blood.

It was at this moment that Baling finally saw the Ghost Rider's true face. This greatly surprised Baling; he never expected it.

"Wow! It's you—Hot Guy Johnny!"

That's right, the person who possesses the power of Hellfire is actually the seemingly glamorous superstar—Burst Johnny.

Baling hadn't expected that Johnny had a dual identity: a famous stunt driver by day, and a Ghost Rider on a motorcycle by night. Soon after, Johnny awoke, opening his dazed eyes, but before he could speak...

The hellfire then erupted once more.

The power of the Spirit of Vengeance surged within Johnny's body, and in an instant, he became—Ghost Rider, activated!

Hellfire erupted from the depths of the soul, from the inside out.

Fortunately, after his first transformation, he no longer had to endure that extreme pain during subsequent transformations.

Baling made his move while Johnny was roaring.

The tactic he used was the one he had honed throughout his life... straw entanglement.

Reality isn't a movie; you need time to transform into an invincible being.

The enhanced magic-absorbing straw shot out instantly, binding Johnny into a mummy shape in a tenth of a second.

"Ahhhh——!"

Johnny roared in fury, spewing out a long breath of hellfire capable of melting metal and iron.

Then, scorching flames shot out from all parts of the white skeleton, burning away the reinforced straw wrapped around it.

"What! My straw entanglement was actually... broken!" Baling's eyes widened, his gaze filled with shock, clearly showing that he hadn't expected this at all.

But it doesn't matter, he has a lot of cards.

Magic power spins at ten thousand bolts, freezing ice a hundred feet deep!

Baling crossed his twin blades in front of his chest, and this time the extremely cold power enveloped the blades, causing the bone blades to slash diagonally, and a strong frost wind was stirred up as the ice blades flew.

Johnny, who had just unleashed his full power, was instantly trapped inside a massive ice formation.

Baling continued to release power to strengthen and maintain the chill of the ice, ensuring that it could suppress Johnny's hellfire and prevent it from escaping.

After a long while, the hellfire subsided once again.

Baling watched cautiously. After a few minutes, and confirming that Johnny showed no signs of transforming, he broke through the giant ice crystal and gradually approached Johnny.

A hand swiftly reached out and grabbed Johnny's head; the next moment—

Refined instantly!

With its devouring power unleashed, Baling was about to finish off the resilient Hellfire when, suddenly, sensing the threat, the Spirit of Vengeance launched a fierce counterattack.

Johnny transformed again, his head becoming a skull, with hellfire rising from it, and his eyes, which were filled with flames, met Baling's eyes.

At that moment, their eyes met.

The eye of judgment, capable of seeing through evil, will condemn Baling's sins and transform them into flames that scorch the soul, inflicting them upon Baling.

"Your soul is tainted by the blood of the innocent; feel their pain."

Hellfire burst from Johnny's eyes, but it burned from Baling's soul. Could it be... that Baling was going to be burned to death by his sins?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!

All Johnny could see were a few wailing men and women by Eden Lake, and a large dog.

But in Baling's view, their deaths were entirely deserved.

For those who already have a way to die, isn't it only natural for Baling to send them to their deaths?
(End of this chapter)