Marvel Book of Magical Events

The heroic feat of preventing the meltdown of the reactor core and saving the entire Los Angeles did not make Leopold Fitz and Mike feel happy at all, because there were still two creatures that were incomprehensible to ordinary people facing each other in front of them. The Praetorian Guard in golden power armor slowly approached the Ghost Rider. He lowered his halberd and flipped the blade, making a gesture that he could strike a fatal blow at any time. At the same time, the Ghost Rider was using his empty eye sockets. After observing the movements of the Praetorian Guards, when Constantine approached a certain distance, the flames on Ghost Rider's body exploded like a bonfire that suddenly gained fuel.

Red sparks gradually appeared on the Ghost Rider's palms wrapped in black leather gloves, which made the spirit scream in agony. To ordinary people, this kind of sound is as blurry as if it were separated by a thick layer of glass, but the sight can still make people's hair stand on end. Leopold Fitz saw the symbol of the golden eagle on Constantine's pauldrons and weapons. He vaguely remembered that he had seen such an emblem somewhere. He whispered his speculation to Mike, and mechanic Mike nodded thoughtfully.

Mike made a bold guess. "Stay behind me, little monkey." He called Fitz by his nickname and stood in the front. "I think this matter may not end so well today."

"Question one, where did you get the things you hide in this laboratory?" Constantine didn't pay attention to Ghost Rider's alert, "Question two, who funded this laboratory, and who helped you get the approval . Question three, apart from a few of you, who else has seen that book?"

"Let me go! Let me go and I'll tell you!" The spirit body is a bald man wearing an old khaki suit with a haggard face. He struggled desperately and screamed. His voice seemed to be amplified and evoked echoes, and the reverberations continued to echo in the laboratory. Ghost Rider's grip tightened, and the man's expression became more and more uncomfortable, and he had to kneel to the ground, as if he was still breathing with his lungs. However, this is just an illusion. The Ghost Rider gave the intention to grab the throat. The reason why he was speechless was entirely because of the man's own thoughts. He thought he was still alive.

"Answer the question," Constantine said calmly, "Either you die or you tell."

Ghost Rider turned to the Praetorian Guards, apparently wary of Constantine's actions.

In the eyes of the vengeful spirit, a golden shimmer is lingering on the head of this golden giant, and fragments of similar power give this humanoid creature supernormal strength. Although the spirit of revenge has limited thinking ability, it has a vague sense of familiarity with that power. Under the radiation of that power, it is not sure if it can kill this filthy spirit before the Praetorian Guards get the answer. body, and whether its carrier can continue to survive - not long ago, the witch holding a metal staff severely damaged its carrier. It was not until the carrier regained some consciousness that the spirit of vengeance rekindled Robbie Reyes's body. Flesh and blood restored all the injuries on his body. So now Constantine doesn't see the hole Wanda Maximoff made with her staff in Ghost Rider's flaming skull.

However, for the spirit of vengeance, its mission is to burn this filth. This is its only mission.

The Ghost Rider turned towards the spirit body suddenly, flames spurted out from his hands, and it seemed that he planned to burn the spirit body immediately.

No one could see the movements of the Guards clearly. Fitz and Mike only felt a strong wind blowing against their faces, as if the air had exploded. The solid ground splashed many concrete fragments and they had to close their eyes. Then there was a flash of blue lightning in the dim laboratory, and then there was the deafening sound of gunshots and explosions. Half a second later, with the crisp sound of bullet shells falling to the ground, Fitz and Mike opened their eyes and saw Ghost Rider with a broken arm, as if he had been hit hard by a battering ram and hit the wall of the laboratory. On the surface. They saw that the bones in the Ghost Rider's chest were blown to pieces, and the leather jacket had a big hole. Through the burning flames, they could see that the backbone of the Ghost Rider Bai Sensen was completely shattered into bone slag, and there was a huge crater. It was clearly visible that even the skull had a deep scar that was almost cut in half.

At the same time, the hand bones burning with flames were still tightly grasping the spirit body's neck.

Constantine slowly retracted the halberd, reached out and patted off the hand bone, and placed the halberd with the flashing electric light firmly on his neck. The hot muzzle on the halberd was still smoking. It looked like he was planning to execute the spirit at any moment. Fitz and Mike couldn't figure out why weapons in the real world could affect creatures in another dimension, just like when Ghost Rider captured the spirit body. The principles behind these problems puzzled them. .

The spirit body was still kneeling on the ground motionless. It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but that he couldn't move at all. As Constantine got closer, he felt like a parasite in the gutter being gradually pulled under the violent sun. Light black smoke gradually emerged from the surface of the spirit body. The black smoke did not seem to belong to this world. It disappeared immediately after leaving a certain range of the spirit body. The two SHIELD agents did not smell any smell.

"Don't move or I'll tear you into pieces."

As the only ordinary people present, the guards' voices brought them back to their senses.

Mike gasped for air. The battle that took less than half a second just now shocked him so much that he almost forgot that he still needed to breathe. Following the instructions of the Praetorian Guards' fingers wrapped in armor, Fitz and Mike discovered that the Ghost Rider was struggling to get up from the ground, with fragments of skin and muscle appearing on the burning body. Although these things were eventually burned to ashes by the flames, the Ghost Rider is indeed recovering. The broken white bones are growing and connecting like ice under the flames. The broken arms are gradually recovering, and the skull is filled with flames. Begins to burn violently.

However, Constantine didn't even think of looking at him, as calm as if he hadn't done anything great just now - although Wanda Maximoff has powerful magic, she has very little combat experience. . Constantine's first trial as a Praetorian Guard was to follow his monarch and hunt down hordes of cultists and corruptors on alien planets in the galaxy that were infected by outer dimensions. He died at the hands of him and Salomon. He has accumulated a lot of combat experience through tens of thousands of corruptors.

He will not give the enemy a chance to counterattack.

"He seems angry." Fitz pointed at Ghost Rider and whispered. Mike felt like he slapped Fitz to tell him to shut up. Anyone here - if the flaming human skeleton and the three-meter-tall guy who looked stronger than the Hulk could be considered humans - could easily kill them. , for the sake of their life safety, it is the best way not to attract their attention.

"The last chance." As Ghost Rider gradually stood up, Constantine's speaking speed gradually increased. Although this experimental model of halberd is not as powerful as the weapon that the monarch will give him later, it is also one of the weapons that the monarch personally forged. It is said that ancient spells were incorporated into the forging process, which allowed the Praetorian Guards to harm to this filthy spirit.

The spirit said something, but neither Fitz nor Mike could hear it clearly. They only saw the halberd flashing with electric light being swung at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and the spirit body disappeared in the dazzling white light amid a burst of wailing. Mike subconsciously pulled Fitz back a few steps because he saw the angry Ghost Rider opening his jaws and letting out a silent roar as he rushed toward the golden-armored giant.

Constantine quickly pointed his halberd at the charging Ghost Rider, and the large-caliber bolter fired instantly. The mass blast blasted the Ghost Rider's limbs into bone fragments. However, the mutilated Ghost Rider still rushed forward on his hands and feet. Constantine swung his halberd horizontally and knocked the Ghost Rider out. If Mike had not stepped back, the Ghost Rider would have just landed at their feet.

"Let's go!" Fitz said in a panic, pulling on Mike's T-shirt. "Sooner or later we will be finished if we stay here."

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