Chapter 855 Peter rides a motorcycle on the building and transforms into a soul chariot!

The car exploded violently and thick smoke quickly filled the entire parking lot.

Joan of Arc, who was hiding behind a fire hydrant, saw the car where Theresa was hiding explode and tried to rush out anxiously.

At this time, Theresa had already entered the sewer under the car as soon as she got into the car.

Before the smoke from the explosion had cleared, Theresa had already appeared in another direction of the parking lot.

Holding the pistol given to her by the adult version of Bayonetta in one hand, Theresa chanted a spell.

As she chanted the spell to summon the hell beast, the air rippled.

At this time, Theresa no longer cared about the complicated process of summoning monsters.

Now, as long as someone responds to her call, obeys her magic summons, and is willing to sign a contract with her, she will be very happy.

Following the spell that Gloria had taught her, Theresa whispered the spell.

"boom!"

The next second, a ball of fire burst out, and a woman on fire appeared in the air.

The woman with burning hair looked at Theresa with some surprise after being summoned by Theresa, then immediately released a ball of fire towards the angel and flew over.

Theresa stood there in a daze, looking at the woman on fire in front of her.

Isn't this the female demon who fought Zatanna in the monastery last time?

Theresa remembered that the other person said her name was Melissa.

Did he summon the fire spirit demon from last time?

How could she sign a contract with herself to fight?Theresa suddenly fell into a dazed expression.

Could it be that Gloria had signed a contract with the other party in advance, so the spell she taught herself to summon the hell beast could also summon the fire elemental demon?

Considering that Gloria is the archangel, it doesn't seem surprising that he can do this.

Just when Theresa was wondering why the hell beast she summoned was a fire elemental demon, there was a loud "bang"!Melissa's flames engulfed the angel.

But then more angels came over and tried to catch Joan of Arc who was hiding behind the fire hydrant.

"Buzz!"

Just as Theresa was about to stop the remaining angels, the roar of a motorcycle was heard outside.

Then, in front of Theresa and Joan of Arc's shocked eyes, they saw Peter speeding towards them on a motorcycle.

Peter released a stream of divine energy from his right hand to repel the nearest angel, then rushed to the stunned Joan of Arc and put Loli on the back seat of the car.

Then the motorcycle driven by Peter moved quickly to Theresa's side like a flash of lightning.

"Daddy?!"

Theresa looked at Peter blankly, wondering why Peter appeared here on a motorcycle.

"Good job, Theresa, but we have to go, come on up!"

As he said this, he stretched out his hand to his daughter, motioning her to come up quickly.

Peter had been talking to Jonathan and his wife at the Kent farm before, and after receiving Persephone's call, he immediately rushed to the scene.

As for the motorcycle he was riding, it was originally parked near the supermarket, and he used it directly as a means of transportation.

"Ok!"

Nodding heavily, Theresa grabbed Peter's hand and jumped onto the motorcycle.

After taking the two little girls with him, Peter drove out immediately.

The nearby police had arrived. In order not to expose himself and the two lolis, Peter took the two away from there under the cover of a motorcycle.

After Peter drove his motorcycle out of the parking lot, the police quickly arrived and cordoned off the scene.

"Dad, are we safe?"

Sitting on the front seat of the motorcycle, Theresa shouted to Peter amid the sound of the wind.

"Not yet, Theresa, Jeanne, hold on to me!"

Peter asked Jeanne in the back seat to hold on to him.

He glanced in the rearview mirror and saw another angel catching up with him.

This thing is really haunting!Black sunglasses appeared and were put on his face. Peter turned his gaze to the front, turned the accelerator, and the engine roared like a dragon awakening.

Then, under the shocked gazes of Jeanne and Theresa, the motorcycle drove to the vicinity of an office building.

"Sit down!"

As Peter spoke, the front wheel of the motorcycle rolled over the glass curtain wall of the building.

The runes on the surface of the tire lit up with a dark red light—and two rows of burning purple flame tracks exploded on the ninety-degree vertical wall.

"Hold on tight around my waist, little one."

The arc of purple flame illuminated the curve of Peter's mouth.

Joan of Arc reacted immediately and grabbed the belt around his waist with her hands.

"what!"

Amid Joan of Arc's frightened screams, the entire motorcycle suddenly spun and drifted on the surface of the glass curtain wall.

"boom!"

The angel chasing behind smashed the glass, and its wings got stuck in the steel frame, splashing out golden blood rain.

When the motorcycle reached a height that made Theresa feel dizzy, it suddenly took off into the air.

Peter took the pistol engraved with a rose pattern from Theresa's hand, and with a "bang", the gunshot shattered the angel descending from the clouds.

The car body flipped 270 degrees in the air, and the rear wheels accurately ran over the hit angel.

Amid the sparks of the collision between metal and holy light, Peter hung upside down and shot alloy bullets, blasting away all the angels below.

After killing the pursuing angel, Peter controlled the motorcycle to flip over and let it fall freely.

"Bang!" Finally, the motorcycle, under Peter's control, landed on the rooftop of a nearby building.

Half a minute later.

At this time, the angel that was chasing them had been completely killed, and the two little lolis were still sitting on the motorcycle, with expressions that showed they had not yet recovered.

Just now, Peter was riding his motorcycle around on the building, which made the two little girls, who had never experienced such a thing, very nervous.

"Are you all right? Theresa, Jeanne?"

Looking at the two lolis who were in a daze in the car, Peter asked them: "Are you okay?"

"Yes, sir."

Joan of Arc swallowed and got out of the car.

She felt her legs were going weak and she might fall if she took a few more steps.

"Mr. Padraic, how did you do that? I mean, flying in the sky on a motorcycle."

Jeanne's face was filled with curious admiration.

"This... is a little complicated. This is the secret of magic."

"magic?!"

After hearing what Peter said, Joan of Arc really wanted to ask Peter if he could teach her.

She also wanted to be like Mr. Patrick, riding a motorcycle handsomely through the streets and buildings, and fighting with the angels chasing her.

Although she really wanted to ask, she didn't have the courage to ask in the end.

After all, Mr. Patrick and I were not very familiar with each other.

"Dad, you were so cool just now!"

Theresa jumped off the motorcycle, jumped into Peter's arms and hugged his neck.

"I want to learn that move from you. Jeanne wants to learn it too, don't you? Jeanne."

As she said this, she winked at Jeanne, signaling her to take this opportunity to speak out quickly.

Joan of Arc was somewhat touched when Theresa directly told her what she wanted to do.

She mustered up her courage and said to Peter, "Mr. Padraic, can you teach me?"

"of course can."

Peter reached out and stroked Joan of Arc's black hair.

After all, Jeanne d’Arc and Bayonetta don’t drive anymore, so are they still called Bayonetta and Jeanne d’Arc?

Peter suspects that the Joan of Arc in every world will eventually become a motorcycle girl.

He remembered that Jeanne d'Arc in the original world, like Bayonetta, was skilled in using magic to drive various vehicles.

But since she also has the skills to drive various modes of transportation, she drives them herself in most cases.

In addition to the motorcycle she most often drives, she also used magic to drive a fighter jet like Bayonetta, which lost control over the city due to the appearance of an angel.

In the final chapter of the second generation, she also drove Enzo's private plane to send Bayonetta and Balder to the sacred peak Fimbulwinter. Finally, while driving the plane with magic power, she summoned the body of the Chaos God Asir, whose body was devoured by the monster, on the moving plane.

Standing on the top of the building, looking at the sunset on the rooftop, Peter fell into deep thought.

Even though we just killed the angel, the other party will definitely not let it go.

It seems that Joan of Arc beside him is not an ordinary girl, otherwise the angel would not have been looking for her all the time.

Theresa saw her father looking at the sunset, so she came over and stood beside Peter, looking at the setting sun.

The wind in the sky tore the sunset into flocs, each ray of which was soaked in the luster of the sunset, reflecting crimson on the glass curtain wall.

On the skyline, the sunset is being cut into irregular shapes by the skyscrapers.

"Don't worry, Daddy. I won't let these angels hurt you and Jeanne. I have plenty of experience dealing with them."

Theresa said confidently.

Peter: "."

You are really too confident in yourself!at the same time.

While Peter, Theresa and Jeanne were dealing with the angels, on the farm, Zatanna was talking to Benji who came to see her.

"Is this your home, Zatanna?"

Benjy, who didn't see Peter, looked around the farm and asked her.

He always felt that the farm in front of him gave off a feeling that made him very uncomfortable.

It was as if there was some kind of barrier on this farm, making him, a man who had signed a contract with the devil, feel very uncomfortable.

Especially the birch tree in the courtyard, which exuded an aura that made him dare not look directly at it.

"Yes, this is my other home. My father disappeared when I was very young, and it was Peter who took care of me."

Zatanna recalled scenes from the past.

From coming to Smallville as a child, to fighting with the witch child's mother, the Witch Queen, in the House of Mystery, to returning home many years later, everyone has grown up, except Peter.

During the time when her father disappeared, Peter became a substitute father figure in her heart.

"Has your father disappeared?"

"Yes, he. He sacrificed himself."

Zatanna fell into deep thought.

The shadow of her father's self-sacrifice to seal the Three Palaces Demon has become her permanent moral shackles.

Come to think of it, she once tried to reverse time and save her father, but found that the young Zatara didn't recognize her at all.

The awkward dinner ended with her father accidentally saying, "A true magician shouldn't be bound by blood," and she lifted the resurrection spell with tears and a smile.

(End of this chapter)