Chapter 5: Corpse Gas

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Bo finally decided to ask Hela for guidance in magic.

Hela, who still relied on Wang Bo to bring her into the new world, did not refuse his request and taught him some applications of magic.

Wang Bo benefited greatly from this.

Of course, in exchange, Wang Bo told Hela where Johnny was currently located.

As for how Wang Bo knew Johnny's location, it was simple: he just had Friday search online; Johnny's home address could not be hidden from Wang Bo.

Hela had always thought she was trapped in the realm of death, and after finally crossing over, she ended up in the ancient world.

So she actually knew little about human technology.

Of course, even if she did, without Friday's abilities, she might not have been able to find Johnny's address.

In the storyline, Johnny did not encounter paparazzi or狂热 fans at his doorstep, which was enough to prove that Johnny had taken measures to keep his address confidential.

Apart from a few of his friends, few people knew the place. But could this fool Friday? Of course not.

After learning Johnny's address, Hela left, intending to test the waters. Of course, this test was not only for Johnny Blaze but also for Mephisto, who had been watching Johnny Blaze all along.

Wang Bo stayed there until nightfall.

Because tonight, right here, he would meet the person he wanted to see—the mysterious traveler who could freely cross dimensions.

However, Wang Bo waited until past midnight and still did not see the mysterious traveler.

The silent St. Michael's Church guarded a cemetery. On this dark and windy night, apart from Wang Bo, there was not a single living soul.

If an ordinary person came here, they would probably be scared half to death.

Wang Bo was a bit puzzled, wondering if his diary had malfunctioned.

Just then, Wang Bo saw a ball of fire. It was burning several kilometers away, racing down the road at an astonishing speed.

Wang Bo saw clearly: that ball of fire was actually a motorcycle engulfed in flames. On the motorcycle was a skeleton in a leather jacket, covered in fire from head to toe.

Seeing this, Wang Bo immediately realized that Johnny Blaze had transformed into the Ghost Rider.

But what surprised Wang Bo was that as the Ghost Rider sped along on his beloved bike, he was also dragging a chain, at the end of which was tied an unlucky bastard.

This poor soul had his head bound by the flaming chain and couldn't even let out a scream.

But he was dragged along all the way.

The Ghost Rider moved fast, at supersonic speed. The bound wretch, under this incredible speed, scraped against the ground, his flesh already torn to shreds.

An ordinary person would definitely feel sick to their stomach.

It was practically a blur of gore.

Wang Bo couldn't help but look away; he was afraid that if he kept watching, he would actually vomit. That pile of mangled flesh was too disgusting. Heaven knows what crime that guy had committed to be treated so harshly by the Ghost Rider.

In just a few seconds, the Ghost Rider rode his flaming motorcycle to St. Michael's Church.

Then, with a sideways brake, the fiery bike screeched to a halt in front of Wang Bo, the Ghost Rider's flaming skull just a few centimeters from Wang Bo's head.

He opened his mouth and shouted, "This is no place for you. Go back to hell, demon!"

Wang Bo was not surprised.

Since the old Rider could detect his demonic bloodline, it was only natural that the new Ghost Rider could also see through his identity.

However, Wang Bo hadn't expected the Ghost Rider to be so blunt, telling him to go back to hell at their first meeting.

Without wasting words, Wang Bo grabbed the Ghost Rider's head. "Are you talking to me, Rider?"

Wang Bo had dealt with Ghost Riders before, so he knew very well that they were hard to communicate with; you had to knock them down first before you could talk.

Blazing hellfire burned on Wang Bo's hand, but he paid it no mind.

Because his hand was also covered in a white flame, which contended with the hellfire. Although far weaker in power, with the help of his Solar True Qi, it was not easy for the hellfire to extinguish the white flame on Wang Bo's hand.

Wang Bo squeezed the other's head, gradually increasing pressure. The Ghost Rider let out a miserable scream, his skull cracking with one fissure after another.

With the help of hellfire, these cracks healed instantly as they appeared.

But as Wang Bo tightened his grip, the healed cracks reappeared.

In this cycle, the Ghost Rider's wails grew more agonizing; he almost thought his head was about to be crushed.

In desperation, the Ghost Rider decided to fight back with all his might.

"Look into my eyes!!!"

He roared through the pain, even though his eyes were covered by Wang Bo's hand, he could still use the Ghost Rider's most powerful technique—the Penance Stare!

Wang Bo had fought Ghost Riders before and knew the danger of the Penance Stare. It was the ultimate application of hellfire, channeled through the Rider's eyes to directly burn the opponent's soul, forcing them to relive the pain of all the crimes they had committed against others.

Even Wang Bo was unwilling to endure the agony of having his soul burned.

So when the Ghost Rider used the Penance Stare, Wang Bo also completed his own technique.

"Corpse Gas Underworld Wave!!!"

A technique from the Saint of Scorpio, capable of forcibly sending an opponent's soul to the entrance of the underworld, Yomotsu Hirasaka. If struck in soul form, the soul would be torn apart and scattered into another dimension, never to be reborn.

Although this world had no Yomotsu Hirasaka, it did have hell.

The two forces acting on the soul collided head-on in an instant.

In that moment, hellfire burned away a large amount of corpse gas, evaporating it into nothing, but a massive wave of corpse gas also blocked the hellfire, resulting in a stalemate.

For a time, neither could overpower the other.

But Wang Bo seized the opportunity and fired another Corpse Gas Underworld Wave.

Corpse gas is formed from the jealous hearts of ghostly flames rising from countless billions of piled-up corpses.

Wang Bo didn't have that many corpses, but he did have the corpse of a god.

The war god Apollo.

A single god was enough to provide Wang Bo with a vast amount of corpse gas!

Not to mention that besides Apollo, Wang Bo had another corpse—Saga, the Saint of Gemini.

These two powerful beings alone were enough to surpass a multitude of ordinary people.