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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0270_part_02
Chapter 617
chapter 0270 part 2
A battle vehicle burning with raging hellfire drove through the demon battlefield. Johnny, transformed into Ghost Rider, swung the chain attached with hellfire in his hand. The hellfire, which burned anything, ignited countless imps, spirits of the dead, and vampires along the way, carving out a continuously spreading fire line on the Demon Plain. "Is this what he meant by disguise!?" Deadpool half-crouched on a rock solidified from lava, holding his Mosin-Nagant rifle. He stared at Johnny's movements through the scope.
He had thought Johnny's "disguise" meant quietly sneaking through this demon battlefield using the Boss's breath concealment talisman. He never expected this guy to just ride his flashy motorcycle directly along the Volcanic Cliff and brazenly charge into the battlefield.
When Johnny's motorcycle first entered the demon battlefield, Deadpool could still provide remote support with his Mosin-Nagant. But as Johnny went deeper, the Mosin-Nagant, with its effective range of two thousand five hundred meters, could only be used as a scope.
"With the level of chaos in this Abyssal Blood War, he won't last long?" Dracula looked at the blood-colored cloud covering several hundred acres in the distance. A dense swarm of bats surrounded that blood cloud; that was clearly the location of the Vampire Abyss, where the Vampire Overseer was.
An Abyssal Blood War involving four Abysses – let alone a Ghost Rider, even if Mephisto were still alive, he would have to retreat far away from this situation.
"Let's make some noise! Draw some firepower away for Johnny!"
Logan finished puffing on the cigar in his mouth. Without waiting for Deadpool's reply, he raised the squad M60 machine gun in his hand, aimed at the dense demons below the mountain, and pulled the trigger.
"Dadadadadada..."
Silver bullets shot out like rain. Below the Volcanic Cliff, a Tribe of Kobolds fighting with Fallen Demons was directly scattered by these silver rune bullets soaked in holy water.
"Cool!"
Deadpool pulled out two hand grenades, pulled the pins, and threw them without even looking.
Boom! Boom!
Given the density of the Demon Army on the Plain, the silver shrapnel from the explosion of these two high-explosive grenades covered an area of dozens of meters. The intensely burning magnesium powder created a strong light that, for a moment, seemed like two small suns rising in this corner of the battlefield.
Deadpool and Logan's actions attracted the attention of tens of thousands of demons within a hundred-mile radius, all looking towards the mountain peak. Compared to the vast numbers of demons on the Plain, these demons were but a drop in the ocean.
But tens of thousands of bizarre, ferocious demons all looking up at him simultaneously made even the thick-skinned Deadpool's scalp tingle. He ducked his head back behind the rock, then pulled a hand grenade from his pants, pulled the pin, and threw it behind him without looking back.
"Boom!"
"Nice job, Wade Wilson, you've pissed these guys off!" Logan praised Wade Wilson, then stood up directly, straddling the edge of the cliff with one foot, and sprayed fire down at the demons climbing up the Volcanic Cliff with his machine gun.
Dadadadada—
The silver holy water rune bullets sprayed down, turning large numbers of climbing demons into piles of ash, as if autumn wind was sweeping fallen leaves.
Swish swish swish—
However, Logan's attack did not make the demons fearful. On the contrary, with Logan's active exposure, Tang Song's breath concealment talisman also lost its effect.
"Humans, it's humans! I smell the scent of human flesh and blood!"
"Human souls, what a sweet smell..."
At this moment, at the foot of the Volcano, any demon that saw Logan's figure or smelled Logan's scent fell into madness.
For demons, there was nothing more nourishing than the Reality Dimension, human souls, flesh and blood. Compared to them, the foul smell of their fellow demons' flesh and blood in Hell seemed like rotten meat at this moment.
A Hellhound directly spat out the piece of meat in its mouth and frantically charged towards the mountain peak, towards that sweet delicacy.
Ahead of it were dozens of its fellows who were a step faster... This Hellhound didn't hesitate to bite off the hind leg of a fellow behind it.
Dense numbers of demons climbed up the Volcanic Cliff, surging towards Logan on the mountain peak like a black tide going against the flow.
"Come on, you sons of bitches, come here!"
Logan held the machine gun and sprayed downwards without any fear. Beside him, over twenty iron soldiers extended their arms towards the mountain. From the black muzzles in their open palms, tongues of fire continuously spewed out.
Countless demons hit by bullets tumbled down the mountain. Their corpses were instantly torn into pieces.
Under the frantic shooting, the ammunition belt wrapped around Logan was quickly depleted. He directly took out a quad-barrel rocket launcher from his Five Yin Pouch, aimed downwards, and pulled the trigger.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
"Wade Wilson, where did Johnny get to?" Logan threw the fired rocket launcher directly off the cliff. From his Five Yin Pouch, he took out a new rocket launcher. After clearing the chamber, Logan casually threw the rocket launcher down the mountain and turned back to ask.
At the now empty mountain peak, besides hundreds of golden warrior puppets, where was Deadpool's shadow? Not just Deadpool, even Dracula was gone.
"Wade Wilson?" Logan was a little surprised, but not angry about being left behind. He knew Deadpool well; he was a scoundrel, a scumbag, a foul-mouthed bastard, but definitely not a coward who would escape and abandon his comrade-in-arms.
"Hey, Logan, hang on for a few more minutes, I'm preparing a surprise for the guests coming up the mountain," Wade Wilson's voice faintly came from inside the Volcano Crater.
"Hurry up! I can't guarantee I can hold out until you get up here!"
Despite being assisted by over twenty iron soldiers, the tide-like demons were still unstoppable. Some demons quickly climbed within ten meters of Logan. Logan spread his arms, and two demon slayer shotguns appeared in his hands.
Bang bang bang bang—
Large numbers of silver rune bullets shot out, and swathes of demons turned into ash before Logan's eyes.
Swish swish swish—
Hundreds of golden warrior puppets in front drew their wide greatswords, hacking and intercepting the wave of demons charging towards the mountain peak.
In the sky, hundreds of winged demons, resembling Gollum from The Lord of the Rings, flapped a pair of fleshy membranes, diving down from above towards Logan on the mountain peak.
(End of chapter)
A battle vehicle burning with raging hellfire drove through the demon battlefield. Johnny, transformed into Ghost Rider, swung the chain attached with hellfire in his hand. The hellfire, which burned anything, ignited countless imps, spirits of the dead, and vampires along the way, carving out a continuously spreading fire line on the Demon Plain. "Is this what he meant by disguise!?" Deadpool half-crouched on a rock solidified from lava, holding his Mosin-Nagant rifle. He stared at Johnny's movements through the scope.
He had thought Johnny's "disguise" meant quietly sneaking through this demon battlefield using the Boss's breath concealment talisman. He never expected this guy to just ride his flashy motorcycle directly along the Volcanic Cliff and brazenly charge into the battlefield.
When Johnny's motorcycle first entered the demon battlefield, Deadpool could still provide remote support with his Mosin-Nagant. But as Johnny went deeper, the Mosin-Nagant, with its effective range of two thousand five hundred meters, could only be used as a scope.
"With the level of chaos in this Abyssal Blood War, he won't last long?" Dracula looked at the blood-colored cloud covering several hundred acres in the distance. A dense swarm of bats surrounded that blood cloud; that was clearly the location of the Vampire Abyss, where the Vampire Overseer was.
An Abyssal Blood War involving four Abysses – let alone a Ghost Rider, even if Mephisto were still alive, he would have to retreat far away from this situation.
"Let's make some noise! Draw some firepower away for Johnny!"
Logan finished puffing on the cigar in his mouth. Without waiting for Deadpool's reply, he raised the squad M60 machine gun in his hand, aimed at the dense demons below the mountain, and pulled the trigger.
"Dadadadadada..."
Silver bullets shot out like rain. Below the Volcanic Cliff, a Tribe of Kobolds fighting with Fallen Demons was directly scattered by these silver rune bullets soaked in holy water.
"Cool!"
Deadpool pulled out two hand grenades, pulled the pins, and threw them without even looking.
Boom! Boom!
Given the density of the Demon Army on the Plain, the silver shrapnel from the explosion of these two high-explosive grenades covered an area of dozens of meters. The intensely burning magnesium powder created a strong light that, for a moment, seemed like two small suns rising in this corner of the battlefield.
Deadpool and Logan's actions attracted the attention of tens of thousands of demons within a hundred-mile radius, all looking towards the mountain peak. Compared to the vast numbers of demons on the Plain, these demons were but a drop in the ocean.
But tens of thousands of bizarre, ferocious demons all looking up at him simultaneously made even the thick-skinned Deadpool's scalp tingle. He ducked his head back behind the rock, then pulled a hand grenade from his pants, pulled the pin, and threw it behind him without looking back.
"Boom!"
"Nice job, Wade Wilson, you've pissed these guys off!" Logan praised Wade Wilson, then stood up directly, straddling the edge of the cliff with one foot, and sprayed fire down at the demons climbing up the Volcanic Cliff with his machine gun.
Dadadadada—
The silver holy water rune bullets sprayed down, turning large numbers of climbing demons into piles of ash, as if autumn wind was sweeping fallen leaves.
Swish swish swish—
However, Logan's attack did not make the demons fearful. On the contrary, with Logan's active exposure, Tang Song's breath concealment talisman also lost its effect.
"Humans, it's humans! I smell the scent of human flesh and blood!"
"Human souls, what a sweet smell..."
At this moment, at the foot of the Volcano, any demon that saw Logan's figure or smelled Logan's scent fell into madness.
For demons, there was nothing more nourishing than the Reality Dimension, human souls, flesh and blood. Compared to them, the foul smell of their fellow demons' flesh and blood in Hell seemed like rotten meat at this moment.
A Hellhound directly spat out the piece of meat in its mouth and frantically charged towards the mountain peak, towards that sweet delicacy.
Ahead of it were dozens of its fellows who were a step faster... This Hellhound didn't hesitate to bite off the hind leg of a fellow behind it.
Dense numbers of demons climbed up the Volcanic Cliff, surging towards Logan on the mountain peak like a black tide going against the flow.
"Come on, you sons of bitches, come here!"
Logan held the machine gun and sprayed downwards without any fear. Beside him, over twenty iron soldiers extended their arms towards the mountain. From the black muzzles in their open palms, tongues of fire continuously spewed out.
Countless demons hit by bullets tumbled down the mountain. Their corpses were instantly torn into pieces.
Under the frantic shooting, the ammunition belt wrapped around Logan was quickly depleted. He directly took out a quad-barrel rocket launcher from his Five Yin Pouch, aimed downwards, and pulled the trigger.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
"Wade Wilson, where did Johnny get to?" Logan threw the fired rocket launcher directly off the cliff. From his Five Yin Pouch, he took out a new rocket launcher. After clearing the chamber, Logan casually threw the rocket launcher down the mountain and turned back to ask.
At the now empty mountain peak, besides hundreds of golden warrior puppets, where was Deadpool's shadow? Not just Deadpool, even Dracula was gone.
"Wade Wilson?" Logan was a little surprised, but not angry about being left behind. He knew Deadpool well; he was a scoundrel, a scumbag, a foul-mouthed bastard, but definitely not a coward who would escape and abandon his comrade-in-arms.
"Hey, Logan, hang on for a few more minutes, I'm preparing a surprise for the guests coming up the mountain," Wade Wilson's voice faintly came from inside the Volcano Crater.
"Hurry up! I can't guarantee I can hold out until you get up here!"
Despite being assisted by over twenty iron soldiers, the tide-like demons were still unstoppable. Some demons quickly climbed within ten meters of Logan. Logan spread his arms, and two demon slayer shotguns appeared in his hands.
Bang bang bang bang—
Large numbers of silver rune bullets shot out, and swathes of demons turned into ash before Logan's eyes.
Swish swish swish—
Hundreds of golden warrior puppets in front drew their wide greatswords, hacking and intercepting the wave of demons charging towards the mountain peak.
In the sky, hundreds of winged demons, resembling Gollum from The Lord of the Rings, flapped a pair of fleshy membranes, diving down from above towards Logan on the mountain peak.
(End of chapter)
