Superman

San Van Gonzal used to be a good place with simple folk customs and outstanding people.

Although he has not yet arrived at the level where he does not pick up his belongings and does not close his house at night.

However, under the joint management of the sheriff and the mayor, there have been no crimes such as theft and vendetta for several years.

It is foreseeable that if a civilized town in the western part of the country is selected, San Van Gonzal will definitely be the first.

However, destiny often likes to make a bad joke when he is caught off guard.

One day, the old devil stepped into San Van Ganza.

He deceived the mayor and bewitched the sheriff.

Stir up the greed of the residents of the small town and magnify their inner selfishness.

Finally, through another carefully planned conspiracy.

Make everyone go to the road of degeneration and abandon the God of faith.

"Three thousand fallen souls are sealed in a paper contract."

Carter Shrei, who was holding a horse, said solemnly.

"Later, Mephisto ordered me to retrieve the contract for him and open the gates of hell."

"I ran away and hid until I was found by the Supreme Mage."

Carter Shrei was originally a young Texas Mounted Police.

He was arrested and imprisoned because of his own greed committed a mistake.

In order to gain freedom, he sold his soul to Mephisto and became the evil knight chosen by the opponent.

"What about the contract?"

Strange walked into the town and kept looking around.

Everything seems to be not as bad as Carter-Slei said. The residents of the town did not react excessively except to cast curious eyes on outsiders.

They looked very kind and could not see where they were going to be saved.

"Still taken by Mephisto."

The old cowboy said regretfully.

"But he didn't open the door to the world and hell. The Supreme Mage stopped the old devil's plan."

"It's just the small town of San Van Gonzal, where the souls of three thousand fallen people will always be enslaved by him and cannot be released."

"They are contaminated with sin, betrayed God, cannot go to heaven, and cannot escape Mephisto's control."

Carter-Slei suddenly stopped, looked at this seemingly normal and peaceful town, shook his head and said: "What you see now is only a projection of the rift in hell."

"The real town of San Van Gunza has long been dilapidated and forgotten."

Hearing that period of time, Strange felt a little heavy.

"Then how can I save them?"

He asked subconsciously.

"I can't give you the answer. This is the test of Emperor Weishan."

Carter Shrei shrugged, and he also hoped that someone could give the residents of the town of San Van Gunza a complete relief.

Those three thousand suffering souls still cannot rest.

"You can move around freely in the town."

Carter Shrei left these words, and then rode away.

He is just the leader of this game, and a bystander.

"You have to rely on yourself, Stephen."

Luke patted Strange on the shoulder, indicating that you will leave this game to you.

Compared with the previous two games, with exact goals, the final test is obviously much more difficult.

Emperor Weishan did not issue any rules, but delineated a vague range, and the rest had to rely on the participants to explore and discover by themselves.

"By the way, friendly advice, if you can't think of what to do, you might as well look at those competitors."

Luke was about to find an inn at random, and then went on fishing.

He did not intend to ignore Strange and let the opponent play by himself.

It's just that there is too little information currently known, and it needs to be observed for some time.

"Competitor..."

Strange thoughtfully.

In the face of the dilemma given by Emperor Weishan, what should Mordor and Casillas do to the former fellow brothers?

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...

As night fell, the participants who settled in their respective settlements had not made any movements, and found that the atmosphere in the small town of San Vangsa changed drastically.

During the day, the enthusiastic residents, the talkative sheriff, the tavernkeeper who must answer questions...everyone seemed to change.

They stared at the strangers who broke into the town with hostile and hateful eyes.

"It feels bad."

Thor frowned. He and Rocky walked outside the inn, and a group of ugly-looking men slowly gathered around.

There were originally two or three people hanging far behind, and more and more people joined in along the way.

"You, get away! She, stay!"

The guy in the lead stared at Loki with his eyes straight, not putting Thor in his eyes at all.

"Flirting with me...sister?"

Saul couldn't bear it. He would rather allow others to tease himself than to forgive these gangsters for thinking about his sister.

This is the bottom line that cannot be violated as a sister control!

"You deserve a lesson!"

Saul rolled up his sleeves and greeted him with his fists.

The strong physique of the Asgardians, facing the gangsters in the small town of St. Van Gunsa, is simply crushing.

He single-handedly smashed into the siege, and then beat up these short-eyed guys.

However, the turmoil did not stop there.

The fighting has attracted more people's attention.

The men in the town joined one by one.

It's like what an interesting game is that attracts them.

Soon, the situation got out of control.

Sol was alone and had to face the siege of hundreds of people.

Fists, iron rods, pitchforks... all kinds of things, greeted him.

Although it is not painful or itchy, it makes people feel irritable.

Bang!

A gunshot sounded.

The bullet from the revolver hit Sol's chest.

This did not cause substantial harm to him.

But the gunshots echoing under the night sky seemed to open a gate, releasing the tyrannical and murderous desires of the residents of the small town of San Van Gunsa.

"Rocky..."

Saul saw more people crowding around, with a fierce light in their eyes, directly extending their right hand.

The atmosphere blasted, and the electric storm tomahawk revolved at high speed, sweeping away the residents of the town like mowing grass.

"This is the small town of San Van Gonzal that sells souls to the devil. Is it true?"

Luke, who was watching this scene, seemed to have guessed something.

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The next day, early morning.

When the sun shines on San Van Gonzal, the town seems to come alive and lively.

"Are they not dead?"

Throughout the night, Sol, who was guilty of killing many small town residents, was a little dumbfounded when he saw the men who had conflicted with him.

They were not at all as violent and fierce as last night, they all smiled and greeted enthusiastically.

As if nothing happened.

"I see. The inhabitants of this small town sell their souls to the devil, so they act so terribly at night."

After what happened last night, Loki's eyes flashed with relief, she nodded gently, and said: "They have lost their souls and are already dead. They are non-existent'people'."

"Even if you slaughter the entire town clean, these people will be reset the moment the sun rises."

"Day and night are two sides of the past and present of Saint Van Ganza."

Saul scratched his head. In his opinion, Loki was too complicated to understand.

"You don't have to understand, just do what I said."

Rocky didn't expect the stupid old man to use that barren IQ. Her beautiful eyes rolled around and whispered: "Let's go to Mr. Mayor first."