If it were just an ordinary ghost knight who asked this, I'm afraid these fallen angels wouldn't even look at him directly, let alone give him a formal answer.

However, Cartersley is not an ordinary ghost knight after all. Two hundred years ago, the strongest knight, the first person to rebel, held the San Van Gonza contract and played with Mephisto's existence. Such a guy was enough to leave a name in the history of hell and win the respect of these angels.

Although at the beginning, because of Old Carter's weak performance, these fallen angels did not think of him as the legendary figure. But when he showed such a shooting technique and the mighty spirit of a tiger and an old hero, his identity was already obvious to these fallen angels.

For such an existence with a respectable identity, the angels who have always been concerned about emotions naturally showed a matching attitude. So immediately, the fallen angel gave the order and made the angels under his command turn the gun and attack Old Carter.

Answer the question? This is definitely impossible. If you think he is stupid and reveal their actions at this time, then should he go back? Romantic emotions are romantic emotions, and real life is real life. This point is very clear even if even an angel is very clear. So naturally, he made the most correct choice he thinks is the most correct choice.

Since you are a legend, then treat you as the most important hostile target. Defeat you in one breath, so that you can avoid interfering with it.

This is the voice of the angel who was responsible for this action. He has always been a honest person and naturally followed his own voice and put all this into action. So in an instant, the light spear was like rain, and the light and light flashed towards Old Carter. Faced with this sudden change, Old Carter was naturally in a hurry.

"Damn it, you winged birdman, how dare you fool me?"

Old Carter had thought about everything, but he had never thought that the fallen angel would fight him in disagreement. This obviously exceeded his understanding of the fallen angel's character, making him subconsciously think that he had encountered a fake. However, he obviously had no time to pursue this problem now. So he could only curse and then pull up his trigger like a squirting hand.

Time has not been able to eliminate his marksmanship. On the road of shooting, he could proudly shout that noon has come, and it is time for you to set off. However, the accuracy of marksmanship does not represent lethality. Although he can ensure that every bullet of his own can hit the target he wants to hit, he cannot guarantee that his Hellfire can provide enough energy for these bullets to completely destroy these targets.

He is too old after all, and the passage of time has not taken away his experience, but it has hollowed out his foundation. Just like a big tree that has been crippled with empty space, even though it has a tall body and developed root system, its already decaying interior has taken away the possibility of carrying all this.

Although he still hit this wave of attacks with guns, the already scarce hellfire was no longer enough to destroy several of the light spears. They were still firing with electricity, and their remaining momentum was still flying towards Old Carter. With Old Carter's current body, it really makes people wonder whether he could survive this wave of attack.

After all, the immortal body of the Ghost Knight is not absolute, and the Hellfire is the key to maintaining their immortal body. When the Hellfire is strong, even if they are broken down, they can recover under the magic of the Hellfire. However, once the power of the Hellfire is weak, no one can be sure that the Ghost Knight can still be as immortal as before under the fatal blow.

There have never been a shortage of killing ghost knights in this world, and Old Carter did not think he would be so special. So facing such a fatal attack, he suddenly sighed in his heart, and then as if he gave up, he let go of his hands holding the rifle tightly.

He felt that his time had come. He lived for so long, and had been vigorously and plainly, and in the end he could die on the battlefield like a warrior. This was enough. If he wanted to force it, he could not force much. Although it was a pity that he could not watch the destruction of hell with his own eyes, he believed that with people like Peter Parker, he would eventually be destroyed in the hands of people like them one day.

As he had said to others before, he would watch everything in the world of the dead, and then be excited about it when that day came. As for now, it was time for him to embrace death and welcome his own end.

In the face of life and death, Old Carter was calm and calm. He even said that he was not going to make any resistance. As he was about to be penetrated by those spears of light, God Bianxiong, who knew his physical condition, immediately roared and ran towards him.

Although he was an extremely gangster, Shen Bianxiong knew what loyalty and kindness were. He knew very well that Old Carter appeared here because of it. It can be said that if he had not been determined by his own will, he would not have to face such dangers.

As a gangster, he can turn a blind eye to other people's life and death. However, as a loyal gangster, he must never watch an old man die in front of him because of his own relationship for his own good.

This is his fault. Even if he wants to die, he should die. If he wants to let old man Carter suffer for him, he will definitely have only one sentence, that is, he will not agree.

Old Carter must not die, this is the greatest wish of God Bianxiong now. It is driven by this wish that he ran towards Old Carter almost desperately like a high-speed engine.

The blazing fire of hell was pushing his body, and he began to move forward quickly like an accelerated rocket with this help. If those light spears were flying light, then he was now a flying fire meteor. His speed was comparable, but his movements were more flexible. It was precisely because of his life-losing performance. Finally, at the critical moment, he tightly grasped the tails of the two light spears.

The light spear under the blessing of inertia had a huge impact force. Even when he grabbed the two light spears, he felt a pain of shattering his palms. However, this pain did not make him want to give up, but instead stimulated his fierceness, causing him to roar and pull it harder.

The spear of light is a rootless duckweed. Once the power blessed on it was cancelled, it immediately lost the power to continue moving forward. From this point of view, the explosion of Shenbianxiong was not useless. However, there were more than two spears of light that flew into the front of Old Carter.

He stopped these two, but couldn't stop the others. It was too late for him to go in time, so he could only glar angrily and watch the remaining few light spears continue to fly towards Old Carter, trying to take his life in a nearly destructive posture.

The death of Old Carter seemed to be right in front of him. But at this moment, the old horse named Black Girl under his seat suddenly neighed like a dragon and tiger roar, and then suddenly the earthlings stood up.

The spear of light pierced into its chest and finally paused when it penetrated through it for most of the time. And the old horse, who was originally slapped his life with the power of Old Carter, trembled suddenly, and then fell to the ground like a golden mountain and a jade pillar.

The fire of hell began to fade away from it. This means that the power of the Ghost Rider can no longer maintain its life. Seeing the old guy who had been following him for nearly two hundred years with a fatal blow for himself in this way, the old cowboy who was thrown to dust almost rolled and crawled on it, holding its head and calling out loudly at it.

"No, no, no. Don't do this, good girl. Don't just die like this, you can't just die before me. Wake up, wake me up."

Old Carter's call made Old Ma barely shake his nose. It wanted to sneeze and respond to Old Carter as before. But under such a heavy injury, it didn't even have the strength to do so. The only thing it could do was stare at Old Carter with its big dark eyes, and two lines of clear tears flowed out, as if a child was saying the final goodbye to his father.

Of course, Old Carter could feel this special feeling, and it was precisely because he could feel these things that when he saw Lao Ma's eyes gradually fading, he felt a pain like a knife.

For a cowboy, especially a cowboy who has been lonely for two hundred years, this horse may be his only relative and his only child. Now, watching the child die in front of him in this way in order to protect him, the indescribable pain almost tear his soul apart.

He is a Ghost Rider, a monster without tears. But he is also a human being, a living person with his own emotions.

Pain, self-blame, hatred. These fiery emotions are now pouring on his soul like boiling oil, and the thin flames on his body are like squirting volcanoes in an instant, burning half of the sky in an instant.

At this moment, the old knight finally regained the feeling of revenge he had at the beginning. From this perspective, he is now the most well-deserved Ghost Knight.

The unparalleled desire for revenge teared open his heart that had become weakened by the tempering of time. At this moment, he was almost holding up his burning hands in a way that burned his soul, and proclaiming death to all the fallen angels.
Chapter completed!