Night fell, and the empty city was illuminated by neon lights.
In the distance, a roaring motorcycle sped closer, a flame lighting up the dark night.
The Ghost Rider on the motorcycle slowly dismounted, shedding his flames, and walked into an alley.
"You sure pick your spots," Johnny said, greeting Alan Folker , who wore a Hollow mask.
Alan Folker 's expression was calm as he replied, "It's just to conceal everything; darkness is the best place."
"This time, I've prepared a thousand evil souls for you, which should be enough," Johnny said with a smile, tossing a container to Alan Folker .
"A thousand? You truly are good at punishing evil. Thanks to your help, I can create Hollows!" Alan Folker 's face showed a flicker of surprise, but he quickly regained his composure.
A thousand evil souls was equivalent to a thousand Hollows. Not to mention whether there were high-level Hollows, the sheer number alone was enough to strengthen Alan Folker 's current Hollow army.
"I saw your performance; it was impressive. At least my choice was correct; you helped this World," Johnny said with a smile. The incident in New York, where Grim Reaper Aizen alone resolved the Karola issue, had already spread throughout all the streets and alleys. He naturally became a celebrated superhero.
"Perhaps it's only the beginning. As long as the Karola Twelve Great Leaders haven't disappeared, these Karola will continue to rely on humans to create more types of soldiers."
Upon hearing this, Johnny showed no concern and said, "You must have a plan."
"Of course, rather than waiting idly, it's better to take the initiative. I already know where they are hiding!" Alan Folker answered confidently.
"Huh?" Johnny looked confused, but he didn't press the matter. Though curious, he didn't want to know too much.
Alan Folker 's gaze, however, turned to the darkness. Diana, who had lost her five senses in the darkness, still didn't know her situation and stood woodenly in place.
"I hope next time I can hear news of all the Karola being eliminated," Johnny said, then walked out of the alley, got on his motorcycle, and with flames erupting from the vehicle and him, he sped away.
Alan Folker put away the soul container, walked up to Diana, and asked, "Besides the palace, what other plans do you have?"
Diana subconsciously looked up, but what she saw was the black-robed old man, the Great Demon King. She immediately knelt on one knee, respectfully replying, "Great Demon King, the energy device is almost assembled. When it's ready, throwing it into the core will surely destroy this Planet."
"Energy device?" Alan Folker pondered. This meant that all Twelve Great Leaders had awakened and were secretly plotting a destruction plan.
"Where is the energy device?" Alan Folker asked again.
Diana's expression was blank, her gaze meeting Alan Folker 's. She respectfully replied, "I don't know. The Blood Queen has always been in charge of it. I only provide the energy materials she needs."
"Blood Queen!" Alan Folker said indifferently.
After speaking, he glanced at Diana. She was a mid-level Karola warrior, quite powerful, but now she was useless.
"Diana!"
Diana's expression was vacant, but she had lost her sensory abilities because that voice was filled with killing intent.
In just a thought.
A single slash cut through Diana's body, directly annihilating her.
A trail of blood fell into the dark corner.
Diana instantly lost consciousness, blood slowly flowing from her body, and then she reverted to her original appearance.
"If you don't have Diana's abilities, don't try to wield her power or use her name."
When Diana was killed and reverted to her original appearance, Alan Folker truly felt that Diana no longer existed. The Blood Queen was just a coincidence.
"Karola, not one must remain!"
With his words, Alan Folker walked into the darkness. Today, he still had two unfinished tasks.
First, skill development after fusing with the Hogyoku.
Second, creating a thousand Hollows or advanced Hollows.
In his first form, Grim Reaper Aizen developed two powerful skills, which represented the power displayed by the Hogyoku in its first form.
Alan Folker quickly moved through the darkness, searching for a suitable place, one that had to be absolutely hidden, where no one could discover him. He didn't want to attract the Ancient One again, like last time.
However, the Ancient One was likely drawn by the evil energy released during the Hollow creation process, an uncontrollable factor.
A dim church.
Alan Folker took out the container and released the evil souls, instantly condensing them. A thousand Hollows, perhaps enough to create powerful advanced Hollows.
Although the number would decrease, the power was not on the same level. If he could create advanced ones, he would, of course, choose advanced ones.
The surrounding dark energy was released, instantly enveloping the sky above the entire church.
Dark clouds gathered, and strong winds blew.
Alan Folker controlled the power of the advanced Hollows, compressing them, and finally gathering a thousand evil souls together, creating a massive black mist.
The entire surroundings became extremely dark, as if in the Hollow World.
In the distance, inside a guest room.
Hela glanced at the time. It was already very late, but Alan Folker hadn't returned. And in this place, she actually felt the same evil aura she had sensed earlier at the school.
She frowned slightly, remembering Loki's "gift." Her attire instantly changed, and a blur vanished from the room.
In an instant, Hela arrived outside the church.
She looked up at the dark energy around the church and the black clouds covering the sky.
As the Goddess of Death, she had seen countless dark energies, but this was the first time she had encountered such energy, an unprecedented malevolence emanating from evil souls.
Alan Folker 's gaze flickered. He naturally sensed Hela's arrival, but he never expected to attract the Goddess of Death instead of the Ancient One.
He watched as the Hollows continuously formed, a thousand evil souls gathered, finally completing five intermediate Great Hollows, Adjuchas.
Alan Folker looked at the five Adjuchas that appeared around him, a satisfied smile on his face.
It seemed that with things as they were today, he wouldn't be able to research the Hogyoku.
He didn't want to interact with Hela now. The more Grim Reaper Aizen frequently interacted with Hela, the more she would suspect his identity. Facing her, he still needed to hide some of his strength.
Furthermore, Grim Reaper Aizen's power was insufficient to deal with Asgard, let alone Odin; he might not even be able to defeat Loki.
The surrounding dark aura disappeared.
Alan Folker 's gaze met Hela's, and he directly transformed into a Shadow and vanished from the church.
Hela's eyes widened. Looking at Alan Folker 's mask, she said in shock, "Grim Reaper Aizen?"
But the next second, he had silently disappeared, like a Shadow.