American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 185 Trading
The Blackheart Demon, unleashing its full power, wields terrifyingly cold rays!

Baling abruptly reduced its dark red light, causing the attack range of the icy rays to expand dramatically and produce a freezing reaction.

The water demon, still chuckling, collapsed, its wet body instantly transforming into a lifelike ice sculpture.

Could it be... that Baling is alright?
Do not!
He was also hit by the spray.

cold!
A chilling coldness enveloped Baling.

After accidentally and fatally injuring his teammate, the ruthless and unscrupulous Blackheart Demon immediately chose to increase his power, and as a result, half of the graveyard was plunged into a frozen wasteland.

Even though his fellow teammate, the Water Demon, was desperately shouting inside the ice sculpture, the Black Heart Demon remained oblivious and continued to unleash his furious attacks.

Compared to a contract, teammates are nothing!

A moment.

Everything was covered by a layer of frost.

This is the power of a ruthless devil.

He boasts of possessing power no less than his father Mephisto, and has the courage to break the rules, even to the point of arrogance.

Blackheart Demon unleashed most of his power in one breath, hoping to freeze Baling to death immediately.

Even if you can't kill it, you can put it into a deep sleep.

After a long while, the Black Heart Demon, exhausted, lowered his raised hand, took a breath, and slowly approached Baling.

The thick layer of ice caved in like cotton after touching Blackheart Demon's hand, and soon Blackheart Demon was about to reach the contract in Baling's pocket.

Just a little bit more...

With a cracking sound as ice crystals shattered, Baling grabbed the restless hand of the Black Heart Demon.

"Aren't you surprised?!"

"you!"

Lava-like patterns spread across the body, and in an instant, a powerful force erupted like that of a volcanic eruption.

Clench your fist and punch!
kill!

Baling's fist was imbued with a domineering fist intent. It seemed simple and ordinary, without any skill, but in fact it was a high-level use of energy.

The dark power, compressed to its limit, was suddenly released, and a huge phantom appeared. A colossal whale, capable of swallowing the sky, surged through the waves and leaped into the air, while the frozen ice layer became as fragile as tofu.

Blackheart Demon's breath hitched as a massive fist pierced through his chest, but the remaining dark power raged wildly through the opening in his body, turning the world upside down.

"No! How could this be... how could this be!" The Black Heart Demon's blood-red pupils finally revealed fear.

However, he could not stop the decline of his strength.

"To this extent is too insignificant. Pitiful, pathetic."

Baling shattered the ice covering him and stepped out. The remaining ice on his body was instantly evaporated into heat by his scorching body temperature.

Pfft!
The black-hearted demon hanging from his arm slipped and fell to the ground. Then, a bundle of demon-absorbing straw bound his body, leaving him only able to stare blankly in place.

Baling arrived in front of another large ice sculpture, stood still, and threw a punch.

The ice shards shattered, and the water demon, now broken into pieces, slid down to the feet of Balin, its main body transforming into a large lump of water slime.

"Thank you, thank you so much, boss. If there's anything I can do to help, I'll go through fire and water for you," the Water Demon said with a fawning smile and respectful thanks.

"Cuck!"

The next second, Baling grabbed it and instantly refined it.

The water demon vanished on the spot.

It's not returning to hell, but rather the body and soul vanishing, utterly reduced to ashes.

The black-hearted demon's face turned blue, and he was suddenly terrified back to his original form. His bound body trembled violently, and his will to survive drove him to crawl like a pupa.

"Hmph! Where do you think you're going? Are you kidding me?"

Baling stepped on the end of the rope, preventing the Black Heart Demon, which was moving forward like a pupa, from taking another step.

"Wow! I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything."

The Blackheart Demon shouted loudly, and the fear in his voice was genuine.

He was truly terrified. He never imagined that he would actually run into the creature that was said to eat demons alive, a creature from hell.

Frankly, he'd rather go to hell than die. "Hehehe! You recognized me, so you know what I'm capable of." Baling narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly reached out his hand towards the Black Heart Demon.

The ruthless demon immediately shouted louder than a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered: "Quack! My dad is the Lord of Hell! Let me go, and when I take over the family business, I'm willing to give you half as a reward."

"How come it's only half?"

"It's all yours! I'll give you everything!" Blackheart Demon didn't hesitate for a second; he was willing to say anything to save his life.

"Hehe! You're so foolish. If I kill you, what's yours will be mine. It's not right for you to try to negotiate with me using my things."

Baling continued speaking, but Black Heart Demon was completely stunned. He hadn't expected Baling to be even more of a bandit than him.

No wonder Baling is doing better than him; there's a reason for it.

"I……"

Just as Blackheart was about to say something, a speeding hellish motorcycle came hurtling towards them at a speed capable of sending people flying.

Chains burning with hellfire lashed out, as if to whip the Blackheart Demon to death.

The Blackheart Demon unleashed its pupa-like power, desperately trying to dodge. The chains rattled, each link trembling as the force was transmitted and amplified layer by layer until they suddenly exploded.

Baling could not bear to see his spoils of war damaged, so he immediately stepped forward to help.

A flash of fire, and a ball of hellfire shot straight at Baling. Baling waved his hand to deflect it, but the chain spun around and swept across Baling's waist.

The contract was stolen.

Without the slightest hesitation, Johnny sped away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

From the very beginning, his goal was the contract.

As Johnny became more familiar with the power of the vengeful spirit within him, he became increasingly adept at it, and his speed was much faster than before.

Therefore, he was able to use a feint to the east while attacking the west, smoothly seize the contract, and then leave triumphantly.

Baling stared in the direction Johnny had left, saying nothing.

……

not long ago.

Johnny searched for Rosanne without success, and later learned from Rosanne's colleague that Rosanne had gone to look for him, so he hurriedly returned home.

However, instead of Rosanne, the man walking towards him was an old man he hated—Mephisto.

Mephisto opened his arms in welcome, saying, "Oh! Johnny, my knight, you're back."

"What are you doing here? You're not welcome here. Leave, or I won't be polite."

Johnny immediately transformed into Ghost Rider, the hellfire from his skull blazing higher with his rage.

"I want you to retrieve my contract and bring him to me. After that, I will return your soul to you. How about it? Isn't that a good deal?" Mephisto had actually changed his terms.

“You’re dreaming,” Johnny refused.

“Oh? Don’t forget your two friends are still here. Hahaha…” Mephisto stepped aside, revealing Rosanne and a fat man behind him, the latter being Johnny’s friend.

"What do you want?" Johnny suppressed his anger.

"Agree to my conditions."

"He's very strong; I can't do it. You should find someone else."

"No! You can do it. Among my proudest works, you are the best."

"I……"

flaw!

Johnny suddenly swung the chain, sweeping across.

But Mephistos caught the chains steadily, as if he had expected it, and said calmly, "Johnny, it's time to go."

"Don't even think about it."

"Forgive me, this is the last time."

After saying that, the Hellbike switched back to autopilot mode. Mephisto tossed Johnny onto the seat and waved goodbye.
"I'll be waiting for you in San Van González."

(End of this chapter)