Super God: From Ghost Rider to King of Fengdu

In the Himalayas, in a teahouse among pavilions and towers.

Gu Yi gently put down the teacup in his hand.

Look up at the sky.

It's like looking through the ceiling at the angels residing in outer space.

"As expected of the supreme civilization in the known universe... The gap is really huge..."

An inaudible sigh.

Ancient One couldn't help but feel anxious. Don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with the angels.

The justice of the angels has been spread throughout the known universe for more than ten thousand years.

period.

No matter how many people slander or question it.

But the truth is.

The universe has not yet turned into a dark forest!

What really makes Ancient One anxious is that since a few days ago, the ability of the Time Stone to peek into the timeline seems to have been disrupted.

So that...

The timeline glimpsed through the Eye of Agamotto is always occupied by a deep gray fog.

Some kind of creepy crisis lurks in it!

gloomy!

evil!

ferocious!

And... deadly enough!

Recalling the recent reports from the three major holy temples, there were several sporadic abnormal incidents.

"A troubled autumn..."

With a sigh as low as a mosquito, Gu Yi's figure slowly faded away.

When it reappears.

The whole person has already escaped into the dimensional gap where the earth is located.

Make a seal with your hands.

Two orange-red magic circles instantly appeared.

Then they dispersed like a swarm of bees and turned into chains, probing into the void in an extremely brutal way.

After a while.

With a roar of curses and the recovery of chains, a devil disguised as an old Western gentleman was forcibly pulled back.

"Fuck! Ancient One, are you crazy!?"

"Mephisto... you still don't learn your lesson..."

hum! ——

Accompanied by the overlapping of Dharma seals.

In an instant, hundreds of supreme wizards separated into different groups and surrounded Mephisto.

His face twitched slightly.

"Wait, wait! Ancient One, are you serious?!"

The light of the secret technique was blooming, reflecting the flickering face of the Ancient One, and even caused Mephisto's projection to change color slightly.

Damn it!

Who the hell is spreading rumors that this old woman is about to die! ?

"There is no such thing as true or false, Mephisto... Of course, it has nothing to do with whether you have learned your lesson or not... Well, I confess, I just simply want to find a punching bag to vent my anger."

Hear the words.

Mephisto's face turned green.

……

The next day.

Wu Zhao pushed open the door.

One step forward, and you are already on the rooftop of an old residential building in Brooklyn.

Behind.

It was a bronze door that closed quietly, engraved with the images of countless wronged souls and evil spirits.

It’s time to say it or not.

The ability of Guimen to communicate with each other is indeed convenient.

Not only is it sufficiently covert in intelligence gathering and reconnaissance of the enemy, but in terms of transportation, it is also not inferior to wormhole transportation technology.

What if there is no access to the destination?

Don't say it.

Wu Zhao herself had no idea what to do before this.

but……

Since then.

Relying on the power of the root master, Wu Zhao, who has completely digested the bronze ghost door, can project the ghost door and make it appear anywhere she wants to go through the air.

Unfortunately……

If the distance is more than ten kilometers, the current level of bronze ghost gate will be unable to cope with it.

Pupils dilated.

There was a sense of dead silence spreading.

From this unique, weird perspective.

The world is grey, just like the colour of death!

Human beings are red, that is the bright red of life and vitality!

however.

Under the red and gray landscape of Brooklyn.

However, there is an old factory with black smoke floating around all the time. It is a color that only the supernatural or the weird can produce!

"It really is a sign of the coming of evil spirits... The tide of supernatural things is becoming more and more intense!"

His brows furrowed slightly.

He also didn't expect that he had just settled in New York.

You will encounter the second supernatural event!

Even the evil that is about to come is still struggling in the spiritual undercurrent, trying to break through the blockade of the real dimension.

Uh-huh! ——

A flash of white light!

"Um!?"

Wu Zhao looked back in astonishment!

But I saw a beautiful figure that shouldn't have appeared on the earth at this point in time!

The dark silver armor engraved with angel scriptures!

A sexy red mini skirt!

A big golden slicked back hair that cannot be styled even with glue.

undoubtedly.

The person coming is Angel Zhui!

To be honest...

Shouldn't she have arrived on Earth in 2014 with Angel Yan, the Yunsiji, when the Taotie invasion was imminent?

Even though the Milky Way is within Azhui's patrol range.

Even though the original book clearly states that every hundred years, angels come to record civilization information.

but……

This girl appears in front of me right now. Is this fucking reasonable?

Wu Zhao felt unwell.

Fortunately.

The first time to travel in a strange way.

With a dead face that looked like a dead person and a pair of dead and dark eyes, it was difficult to tell what other emotions were in them.

This allowed Wu Zhao to maintain her status and prevent Ah Zhui from discovering anything fishy.

"Kid, can you tell me what a spooky thing is? Oh, yes, there's also the supernatural tide, I'm quite interested in that."

"Also, your current state is amazing!"

"If you hadn't just been talking, I would have thought... you were a corpse. Can you believe it?"

Hey!

I should have known I shouldn't have talked to myself in such a dangerous world!

The information retrieval technology of the god-making civilization is really outrageous!

and also!

Who the hell are you...

Why do you have no sense of boundaries?!

By the way, is the angel Chase who lives and dies in the original novel a chatterbox? Did I miss a few episodes?

of course.

The little drama in one’s heart cannot be told to outsiders.

then……

"You are... an angel?!"

Seeing Wu Zhao's dead eyes, staring at her wings without any emotion.

Ah Zhui stretched out his wings uncomfortably.

"Well... As you can see, kid, can you take back that look? I have to say, it's quite creepy..."

Say it.

Feeling a little guilty, he avoided meeting Wu Zhao's gaze.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not fear…

but……

please believe!

No one finds it amusing to be stared at by a pair of dead eyes.

Wu Zhao was well prepared.

After quietly adjusting his own state and doing enough psychological preparation, he slowly ended his current strange and weird mode.

The creepy gloom began to fade away.