139: Chapter 139 Holy Light Emma Arrives

The fear and pain of countless victims instantly flooded back into the robber's mind.

His eyes became severely bloodshot, a silent scream escaped his mouth, and his soul was incinerated into ashes in an instant.

Passersby had long since fled in terror, scrambling away until they were out of sight.

Ghost Rider twisted the throttle and continued searching for his next prey in the night.

At the same time, in another abandoned factory area on the outskirts of the city.

Cold wind whistled through the empty streets.

"Damn it, that scent is getting closer."

Witch-Heart Demon, wearing a long black trench coat, stopped in his tracks and glanced back with cold eyes.

The Water Demon following behind him also stopped, murky sewage constantly dripping from his body.

"Where did Wind Demon go?" the Water Demon asked in a viscous voice.

"He turned into wind to scout ahead," Witch-Heart Demon snorted coldly. "The old man let that rider out; we must get the Contract of San Venganza as soon as possible.

Once I have the contract, whether it's the old man or that rider, they will all have to submit to me."

He turned his head, just about to continue forward, but suddenly stopped.

Under a streetlight not far away.

Two figures, one large and one small, were blocking their path.

"Good evening, everyone," Qin Ming smiled slightly. "In such a hurry, are you rushing to your reincarnation?"

Witch-Heart Demon narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Qin Ming.

The boy before him made him instinctively feel a surge of intense unease.

"A human?" Witch-Heart Demon sneered. "Get lost, don't block my path."

Qin Ming ignored Witch-Heart Demon's threat and instead looked down at Emma, who was half-crouching beside him.

"I'll leave that guy seeping water over there to you," Qin Ming pointed at the Water Demon behind Witch-Heart Demon.

Emma stopped what she was doing and glanced at the dripping Water Demon, a look of disgust immediately appearing on her small face.

"Fine," Emma curled her lip. "But Brother, why is it always water ghosts? Sopping wet and so dirty."

The Water Demon standing behind froze for a moment, then flew into a rage.

"Water ghost???" The Water Demon's viscous voice was filled with killing intent. "Little girl, you're dead! I'll fill your lungs with sludge and let you slowly suffocate to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Water Demon's body suddenly transformed into a mass of rapidly surging murky water, like a water python with its bloody maw wide open, pouncing directly at Emma.

Emma furrowed her brows, and the light of the boots of divine speed flashed beneath her feet.

The small figure instantly turned into an afterimage, vanishing from the spot.

The Water Demon missed his mark; before the water could reform into a human shape, Emma had already appeared directly above him.

"Hallelujah!"

Emma shouted, and using the momentum of her descent, her slender leg swung in an exaggerated semi-circle in the air, accurately kicking the Water Demon right where his head was about to reform.

With a dull thud, the Water Demon didn't even have time to scream before he was sent flying, smashing through the rolling shutter door of a nearby warehouse and crashing into a pile of scrap metal.

Emma landed lightly and brushed the dust off her skirt.

She raised the heavy pure silver crucifix in her hand, its sharp tip glinting with a cold, piercing light under the moonlight.

"Holy Light Emma has arrived!"

Emma screamed excitedly and jumped straight into the pitch-black warehouse after him.

Immediately after, a series of extremely dense "squelch squelch" sounds came from the warehouse, followed by the Water Demon's shrill screams of fear and pain.

Qin Ming stood there, watching the silver light constantly flashing from the hole in the warehouse, and rubbed his brow helplessly.

"This child... why has she become a bit chuunibyou lately?"

Even when fighting, she has to give herself lines; I don't know who she learned this habit from.

On the street, only Qin Ming and Witch-Heart Demon remained.

Watching the Water Demon get kicked away, Witch-Heart Demon's expression finally changed.

He although arrogant, but he was not stupid.

The physical strength shown by that little girl was definitely not something a normal human should possess, and this boy who hadn't made a move yet was likely even more bizarre.

Since he was blocking the way, he had to die.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Witch-Heart Demon's eyes.

Without a single word, his body instantly transformed into a thick mass of black mist, gliding across the ground toward Qin Ming at high speed.

As the son of a Hell Lord, his power far exceeded those of ordinary elemental demons.

The distance of over ten meters was covered in the blink of an eye.

Witch-Heart Demon reformed his upper body in front of Qin Ming, a cruel sneer on his pale face.

He extended his sharp claws, covered in black spikes, aiming straight for Qin Ming's heart.

"Die, insect!"

However, facing this lethal sneak attack, Qin Ming only curled his lips into a mocking arc.

"Buzz—!"

An extremely dazzling light erupted on the street without warning.

A terrifyingly intense divine pressure, like the sky collapsing, slammed heavily onto Witch-Heart Demon's body.

Witch-Heart Demon didn't even see what happened; he only felt an irresistible force descend from above, slamming him deep into the asphalt pavement.

The street surface instantly spider-webbed with massive cracks.

Witch-Heart Demon lay pinned to the ground, his bones making cracking sounds under the unbearable weight.

He tried desperately to lift his head, but the pure divine light above stung his eyes until they felt like they were melting.

In front of Qin Ming, a tall figure quietly emerged.

It was a spiritual entity entirely enveloped in golden holy flames.

Six pairs of broad wings slowly unfurled behind its back, each feather emitting a divine aura that commanded worship.

Gabriel!

The Archangel's phantom had one foot on Witch-Heart Demon's back, his hand gripping a great cross sword condensed from pure holy light, the tip pointing directly at the back of Witch-Heart Demon's head.

No wasted movement, only absolute suppression.

"Ah—! What... what the hell is this thing!"

Witch-Heart Demon let out a pig-like wail under the burning of the holy light. "Aoww, aowww!"

His proud hell power, in the face of this pure holy light, was like melting snow under a scorching sun, dissolving at a visible rate.

"To correct you, this isn't some 'thing'."

Qin Ming walked slowly to Witch-Heart Demon, looking down at the "crown prince" rolling on the ground.

He looked at Gabriel's majestic figure and then at Witch-Heart Demon, who was pinned down without any power to resist, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

So useful.

Qin Ming squatted down, looking at Witch-Heart Demon's face, which was distorted by pain.

"Your old man asked me to tell you that your rebellious phase should be over, you brat." Qin Ming patted Witch-Heart Demon's cheek with a smile. "Ready to go back to hell for a beating?"

Witch-Heart Demon stared intently at Qin Ming, true fear finally appearing in his eyes.

In the face of this pure divine power, his proud identity and strength were simply a joke.

Just then, the frantic roar of a motorcycle engine came from the darkness not far away.

The sound of the hell cycle's tires screeching against the ground grew closer.

Ghost Rider had followed the scent and found them.

Qin Ming stood up, his gaze passing over the kneeling Witch-Heart Demon to look at the ball of Hellfire rapidly approaching from the end of the street.

The fire grew brighter and brighter.