Chapter 22 Arrival
Several cars were speeding across the vast wilderness of Texas.
The wheels rolled, raising dust all over the sky, forming a long yellow dragon behind them.
These vehicles had obviously been carefully modified, and every component had been optimized and modified to enable them to easily adapt to various complex terrains.
Even when driving fast on the rugged and potholed ground, it was as smooth as walking on a flat road. The bumps in the car were minimal, and the people in the car could hardly feel the slightest shaking, as if they were in a stable mobile fortress.
In the largest car in the middle of the team, Wes was concentrating on writing on a piece of paper.
Johnny, who was unconscious, was tied firmly to the seat with a strong rope.
Carter glanced at the paper in Wes's hand casually, and soon lost interest.
He shook his head, walked to a seat beside him, and closed his eyes to rest.
Coulson was sitting next to Wes with curiosity, staring at him without blinking, and Wes did not avoid his gaze at all.
The draft paper showed a circular magic circle, with the magic patterns crisscrossing and intricate.
Wes was concentrating, constantly revising with the pen in his hand, and fine beads of sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead.
An hour later, Wes finally breathed a sigh of relief and handed the drawing in his hand to Coulson.
Coulson took the drawing and showed an extremely confused look on his face.
"Pass this drawing to the engineers and let them remember it deeply in their minds. There must not be any mistakes."
Wes said with a serious expression and a firm tone.
"Can you tell me what this magic circle does?"
Coulson couldn't help asking, his eyes full of curiosity.
"I will explain it to you when the time comes."
Wes did not answer his question immediately.
"Zandi." Wes called.
With a "bang", the house elf Jandi appeared instantly.
Coulson was stunned by the sudden scene. He looked at this strange creature with surprise.
Carter, who was dozing, heard the sound, raised his hat brim and looked at Jandi, and couldn't help whistling: "A magical creature."
"Keep an eye on this guy." Wes pointed at Coulson and gave Jandi an order.
"Yes, Master!" Jandi responded respectfully.
After Wes finished his order, he opened the suitcase beside him and walked in.
The suitcase locked automatically.
Jandi stood in front of the suitcase dutifully, staring at Coulson, not daring to relax for a moment.
"This gentleman?" Coulson tried to communicate with Jandi, but didn't know how to address him. He could only roughly judge that he was a man from his voice.
However, Jandi was unmoved and said coldly: "Stay honest, you Muggle, if you don't want to suffer."
Coulson was frustrated, and had no choice but to shut up and dared not say anything more.
When Wes came out of the suitcase after resting, he was slightly stunned by the scene in front of him. He saw Coulson curled up in a ball.
When Coulson saw Wes, he seemed to see a savior. He immediately opened his eyes wide and made a sound of "Uh-huh-huh".
"Let him go, Jandi." Wes said.
Jandi snapped his fingers after hearing this.
Coulson was able to stretch his stiff body. He exhaled a long breath and felt relieved.
He said a little aggrievedly: "I just want to talk to Mr. Jandi."
At this time, Johnny, who was drinking beer, couldn't help but complain: "You just want to ask questions, don't pretend to be so pitiful."
Wes glanced at Johnny, and Johnny raised the beer in his hand to signal him.
"Good job, Jandi." Wes's praise made Jandi's face bloom with an ecstatic smile.
After Wes assigned him a new task, Jandi disappeared instantly.
"Magical creatures, magical suitcases, magical wizards!" Johnny drank the beer in his hand, and then threw the empty can out of the window.
The experience of the past few days was too exciting for Johnny. Even the wizard, a character that only existed in fairy tales, appeared in his real life.
"Did you tell him everything?" Wes asked.
"I only told him about the 'Ghost Rider'. I am confused about the rest."
Carter shrugged and answered helplessly.
"Okay." Wes walked to a chair and sat down slowly, "Where should I start?"
"Mephisto!" Johnny and Carter shouted in unison.
The two of them can be said to be in the same boat. They were both bewitched by Mephisto and signed the contract.
"Well, in fact, all this is related to Mephisto." Wes's tone became heavy.
"Mr. Erwin, can my colleagues listen together? After all, they will also be involved in what comes next."
Coulson asked cautiously.
After receiving Wes's affirmative answer, Coulson skillfully turned on the communication device.
Although nominally for colleagues to hear, in fact only Nick Fury, who was far away in New York, could hear the conversation here.
Wes started by introducing Mephisto's identity, and talked about it non-stop, until he said that he was deceived by the Ancient One and accepted this mission.
The faces of the three people kept changing as Wes told the story, sometimes shocked, sometimes terrified.
Even with special training and strong psychological quality, it is difficult to completely control your expression at this time.
The information heard is too burst and incredible.
Supreme Master Guyi!
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Hell's Lord Murphosto!
Carson can't help doubt that these are the myths that Weshu made up?
However, there were two Carter and Johnny who signed a contract with Murphisto in front of him.
Carson saw the two people from the skeleton knights who were rushing to the flames back to normal people this morning, and the terrible devils that appeared last night.
All of this is proved that Wes is wrong.
"Actually, I really admire the two of you." Ves looked at Carter and Qiangni with a look like saying "your brain is wrong":
"Dare to sign a contract with the famous, insidious and cunning Murphisto."
Carter and Johnity listened, and his face suddenly showed an embarrassing and regretful expression.
Johnny was paralyzed in a chair weakly and murmured to himself: "Everything is too late. I have lost everything. I can't even die now."
His eyes were dim, as if he had lost his luster of life and lost all his hope.
The same is true of Carter on the side, full of despair and helpless.
"Ask him how to stop the arrival of hell."
Nickfry urged the way in the headset.
"I can hear your voice, do you always secretly do things like doing things?" Wes said dismissive.
Kelson didn't feel embarrassed. He pressed a few times in the pile of complex buttons in the car.
Immediately after, the realistic projection of a bald -headed dragon appeared in the car.
"Wow ~ Is the current technology so developed!"
Carter couldn't help but amazed. He touched with his hands curiously, but found that his hand passed through Nickfre's projection.
"Cowboy, it's not when I am curious now." Nickfrer turned his eyes to Wes, eagerly, "Mr. Elvin, what can you prevent hell from coming?"
"No." Wes opened his hands, his expression was indifferent.
The people in the car heard this answer and looked at Wes in surprise, and couldn't believe their ears.
"I'm not so big." Wes shrugged: "I just complete the task of completing the Supreme Master."
"Who is the Supreme Master? Why can't this kind of event about the world's death see her?"
Nickfer couldn't help but start to buckle a big hat for the Supreme Master, and his tone was full of complaints.
Weis laughed: "Come on, when the Supreme Master saves the earth, your ancestors are still chased by lions in Africa."
Nickfred's dark face was dark and purple instantly.
"The emperor is not urgent." Wes is more than a poisonous tongue. "No matter how worrying you, you can't help it.
Nickfre also wanted to say what to refute. Just then, the car stopped.
"It seems that we are here." Wes mentioned the box next to him and opened the door and walked out.
There is a desolate scene in front of the eyes.
There is only a quaint and old temple standing there, which looks particularly abrupt.
"This is San Fan Gona?" Carter and Johnn also followed. They looked at the scene in front of them, and their faces were incredible.
"Will Murphosto come here?"
"It's best not, I don't want to face the master of hell."
Although Wes changed his thoughts of over -pursuing security in the past, he knew that to deal with Murphisto, it was just looking for death.
