"have no idea."
Johnny froze at the old cowboy's reply.
For a moment, there was something wrong with the look in his eyes when he looked at the old cowboy.
"Don't look at me like that. The people who stole my contract were a group of thugs with guns, but it's clear that the real people behind the scenes are definitely not them."
He said calmly, looking at Johnny, and suddenly asked: "What is the mission it gave you?"
"Mission?" Johnny was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that it was Mephisto who was talking about it. He frowned and replied, "Kill the Witch Heart Demon and a few others."
"Witch Heart Demon..." the old cowboy muttered. After hearing this, Johnny asked, "Do you know it?"
"Well, it is said that it and Mephisto are both fallen angels banished from heaven, but this is just a legend after all. No one really knows where they came from."
"But the Witch Heart Demon has also come to the world, and his purpose is probably the Saint Vanganza Contract as well."
Having said this, the old cowboy stopped and looked thoughtful.
Johnny watched and couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that the Witch Heart Demon stole your contract?"
"Witch Heart Demons? Haha, they won't use such means to rob an old man like me." The old cowboy laughed at himself, looked at Johnny for a while, and said, "I want to ask you a favor."
"You can go by yourself."
Johnny, guessing what the old cowboy wanted to say, walked towards the warehouse where his motorcycle was stored.
When he rode out, 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 lively and strong old cowboy.
With such a strong body, he doesn't look like a guy who is about to die.
"I have lived for nearly two hundred years. Although the power of the knight in my body has kept me alive, it is almost reaching its limit."
The old cowboy flexed his arms, as if he were talking about an irrelevant person.
Johnny frowned, not knowing whether he should believe it or not. But after thinking for a while, he asked, "Do you trust me so much?"
"According to you, that contract could bring danger to the world. Aren't you afraid that I will give it to Mephisto?"
Johnny couldn't understand it.
The old cowboy listened to his words, looked at him, smiled and said, "You have someone who is very worthy of your attention. Her name is Luo Shan, right? You keep talking about her in your dreams."
"Does this have anything to do with what I asked?" Johnny asked with a not-so-pleasant look on his face.
Because he was controlled by Mephisto, he once again stood up Roxanne.
"Of course, I believe that someone who is worthy of care will never betray the world."
Ignoring Johnny's displeasure, the old cowboy walked up to Johnny, stretched out his hand, and slapped Johnny's shoulder with all his strength, causing him to collapse instantly.
Johnny only felt that the hidden power in his body was aroused, and his own powerful strength was increased to a higher level, and various fighting methods flashed through his mind.
After a while, he came back to his senses and looked at the old cowboy lying on the ground. He quickly 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, a faint flame rose up under the bright sunlight.
"Relax, this power is yours. I just... ahem... brought it forward a little."
The old cowboy coughed weakly twice and continued, "Although I don't know who stole the contract, the witch demon must have come for the contract. If you chase him, you will definitely be able to get... cough... the contract back."
"Promise me! Never let these devils get the contract!"
The old cowboy seemed to summon up the last bit of strength in his body and grabbed Johnny's collar tightly with both hands.
Johnny looked at the old cowboy who was full of expectation and nodded slowly.
As he got the answer he wanted, the old cowboy's tense face relaxed, and his body turned into ashes under a sudden burst of flames.
Johnny subconsciously took a step back, stood up straight, stared blankly at the spot for a few seconds, clenched his fists, got on the motorcycle, and quickly left the cemetery with the roar of the accelerator.
…
New Mexico, fifty kilometers west of Old Bridge Town.
The noisy sound filled the entire small basin created by Thor's hammer. The construction vehicles made a shrill roar and quickly built this temporary base from scratch.
Where Thor's hammer is located, a small wooden house has been built within a radius of several meters.
Colin was sitting near the hammer. As the sky suddenly changed with the sound of thunder, a look of joy appeared on his face.
The dwarves who forged Thor's hammer might not have intended to hide anything, but it is extremely difficult to reverse-deduce the forging method from an already forged weapon.
For him, who was already a master in forging, it was possible to obtain some basic knowledge from it, but the truly secret part was just wishful thinking.
However, perhaps it was the weather changes outside that triggered this hammer, and some deeply hidden mysteries were revealed.
In this short moment, he also obtained a complete array pattern based on the changes of Thor's hammer.
"You can try it when you have time."
He murmured softly with a hint of amusement.
The ability of the array pattern is to disrupt the magnetic field.
From making electronic products in a small area inoperable to wrapping an entire city in a chaotic magnetic field, it can be done as long as there is enough base material.
However, the former only needs some ordinary base materials, and the arrangement of the array pattern is also much simpler.
As for the latter, not only the quantity and quality of the base material need to be greatly improved, but the complexity of the array pattern also increases exponentially.
But generally speaking, he basically doesn't need to set up a complicated large formation. A simple one is enough for him.
Ulla... Ulla...
A shrill whistle sounded throughout the base.
Just as he was about to continue his research, he raised his head slightly and looked at the heavy rain outside.
"So fast?"
His brows furrowed slightly. He had originally thought that Thor would come at least tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, but he didn't expect him to come that very evening.
He looked down at the hammer, hesitated for a moment, and made no move.
It's okay to come. Anyway, the harvest is already greater than initially expected. And through Thor, he might be able to see how big the gap is between him and a truly strong person.
Having made up his mind, he became calm again.
…
Heavy rain suddenly fell, and the entire base was thrown into chaos with the appearance of invaders.
Through the simple white plastic corridor, Thor defeated many agents who came to stop him and headed towards the location where Thor's hammer was placed.
"Barton, report the situation."
In the monitoring room, Coulson asked on the intercom as he looked at the system that had become inoperable due to the electromagnetic oscillations emitted by Thor's hammer.
"I've already aimed at him, sir. Do you want me to shoot him with one arrow, or do you want to send more men to capture him alive?"
Patton asked as he stood on the high platform, drawing his bow and arrow.
Some Kaven...
(End of this chapter)