The God of Injustice in Marvel

The unshaven old man kept silent, but to Johnny's surprise, this unattractive old gentleman didn't show any fear at all.

Should he be said to be a gravekeeper living in the cemetery? Perhaps for him, seeing two people visiting the cemetery in the middle of the night is already a relatively normal night?

After clearing his throat, Johnny walked over to Leon, who was still carrying the shovel, and said, "Uh, hello, we're here..."

"I know what you are here for."

The old man who was the gravekeeper took out a pack of squashed cigarette boxes from his pocket, poured out a crooked cigarette that was also squashed, and put it in his mouth.

Bah...

Only old people like this can use things like matches now.

Johnny was robbed of his words, and he was a little confused.

To be honest, he didn't even know what he was going to do here. Leon only told him to come here to find the answer. How to find it, and who to find it with, Johnny had no idea at all.

When I wanted to explain to the old man guarding the tomb just now, I was planning to tell a few lies first to confuse the matter and stabilize the person.

Unexpectedly, this tombkeeper seemed to be...

Johnny raised his eyebrows, maybe the answer must be found in this old man!

…………

"Come with me."

Looking at this old man now, Johnny always felt that every move he made seemed mysterious.

The sad stubble, the elegant footwork, and the tattered wax jacket all betrayed him deeply.

You can’t go wrong!

Johnny felt that he had noticed Leon's next move.

This old gravekeeper must be the "answer!"

"What are you mumbling about?"

Walking behind the old gravekeeper, Leon, who was carrying a shovel, could hear muttering to himself from time to time. When he turned around, Johnny's eyes were a little straight, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

.

Hearing Leon ask himself, Johnny's eyes lit up, he came over and whispered: "Mr. Lyon, this old gravekeeper, must be... the answer!"

"What!"

Leon's reaction was so big that it shocked Johnny.

Did I guess wrong?!

Leon, like Johnny who just stared at the old man, seemed to have discovered something extraordinary. He looked at the old man going away with suspicion and uncertainty, and said with great doubts about life: "Look at this height, that one meter

83, it is indeed a bit watery.

Sigh... I really didn't expect that he didn't play basketball, but he was so miserable. I think back then... Why did you drag me along?"

Johnny tugged on Leon's clothes: "I don't know what you are talking about, and I don't dare to ask, and I don't dare to guess, but...

It seems we have arrived."

Leon looked up, and sure enough.

A small wooden house standing deep in the cemetery appeared in front of us. The door was opened. The old man walked in and lit... an oil lamp.

Hmm? Oil lamp?

………………

Sitting in a small wooden house, Johnny looked at Leon, who was carrying a shovel, and at the tombkeeper, who was smoking. Neither of them spoke, and he didn't know what to say.

After waiting for a long time, Johnny couldn't bear it anymore and finally said: "Well... although it's a bit rude, I still want to ask: where is the bathroom?"

The old man pointed in a direction: "Over there, outside the cemetery. In the woods."

Johnny was too embarrassed to ask any more questions, so he naturally took a pack of tissues, put them in his pocket, and walked out.

After Johnny left the house and the sound of his footsteps gradually faded away, the old man finally finished smoking his second cigarette.

Leaning next to the wooden bed behind him, the old man's face was hidden in the shadows.

"You are not a knight."

This was the first thing the old man said after entering the house.

Leon was still playing with the shovel, and said without raising his head after hearing this: "Don't just draw conclusions casually. I came here on horseback, and I have the speed control skills on an electric bike."

That’s a masterpiece!”

He straightened his body again. The old gravekeeper seemed to have been waiting for Johnny to leave. Only then did he talk more.

"Who the hell are you!"

Leon laughed twice, which was so unpleasant that he died.

He lifted up part of the hem of the mask, revealing his pale skin and big blood-red lips after makeup: "As you can see, I am a magician. Of course, sometimes I also play a guest role as an animal trainer."

The old man seemed to have guessed that it would not be easy for him to hear any serious answer from this weird guy, so he lay down again.

"No matter why you came here, what you want is not with me."

"Of course." Leon nodded: "It's here~"

Raising the shovel in his hand, Leon's laughter was extremely villainous.

The old man who had just been lying down for five seconds straightened up like a spring. An old-fashioned short-barreled shotgun with a beautiful and simple shape was pointed at Leon's face. For the first time, his voice sounded panicked: "

Who on earth...are you!"

"Oh~ don't be quick to use knives or guns. You are not young, why are you not stable at all?"

Leon had no normal reaction at all when someone pointed a gun at him, and he still acted like nothing happened.

"Although I don't know who you are, you should have seen that kid riding over just now.

Eh? By the way, do you ride different things in each generation? Have you ever had a cyclist? A unicycle? A wild boar?"

The old man's eyes gradually became frightened, then became irritable, and finally became complicated: "That's something that only appears in your circus! Let's ride horses!"

Leon nodded and replied without any sincerity: "Oh oh oh! I know, I know. You ride a horse, Johnny rides a motorcycle. The one who rides a unicycle may not be able to do it until later... In other words, if he rides on your

On the neck, you are riding a horse, and the horse is riding a motorcycle, then..."

Bang!

The old man couldn't hold back and shot a big hole in the wooden wall behind Leon.

"What's wrong? What's wrong!"

The sound came from outside, and Johnny opened the door with a yell. When he looked up, he saw Leon holding his chest, and he was so angry that he was having a hard time acting there.

"I can't do it anymore..."

Johnny: Yesterday, the gun barrels of those people were smoking and they didn’t see you anymore.

"Help me tell that person's wife... that I love her..."

Johnny: Why don’t you just say this yourself!

"I have never done anything bad or hurt anyone in my life... When I die, I have only one wish..."

Johnny:…

"Oh~ It's a wish..."

Johnny:…

"One wish..."

"...Say." A word came out from between his teeth.

Leon seemed to be "reflecting on the light" and suddenly became energetic. He stood up tremblingly, took a step, turned back and picked up the shovel, walked to Johnny, and said softly: "...You can call me

Say daddy..."

"Go away——!"

"Tch!" Leon recovered from his illness at that time: "I don't have any care at all. I'll give you this piece of shit."

Throwing the shovel into Johnny's arms, Leon put his hands in his pockets, raised his legs and walked out.

Johnny hurriedly caught the shovel thrown by Leon, turned back to Leon who was walking past him with a blank look on his face and asked: "Where are you going? Wait, you haven't told me where I should go..."

"Just ask that old man!"

Leon had already walked far away and said without looking back: "That old man is your predecessor. He can tell you everything you want to know."

After saying that, no matter what Johnny shouted over there, he walked deeper into the cemetery alone.

……………………

He was walking leisurely as if he were visiting some scenic spot. As Leon walked, he saw a figure in a thick fog not far away, standing in front of a tall tombstone, as if he was reading the tombstone.

's inscription.

He strolled over, and Leon also stopped in front of the tombstone: "You can't sleep either. Have you been here for a long time?"

Mephisto smiled and shook his head: "For existences like us, time is meaningless.

For a long time, we can’t talk about it. I just...

Always here.”

From the time he was in the house just now, Leon had noticed Mephisto's arrival. He had no choice but to do it. Lao Mo's own energy level was too high, and he had never been in the habit of hiding anything. Leon had been in hell for so long.

, I am already very familiar with Lao Mo.

However, Leon still didn't quite understand Mephisto's words.

Time is meaningless, but he understands this. The age of these great gods can easily be hundreds of millions or billions. Some of them have survived from the last universe era, and they often sleep, die and live, live and die again.

Yes, even Gnar, the god of symbiotes, can last hundreds of thousands of years just by sleeping.

For them, time is indeed meaningless to measure.

But what does the phrase "always be here" mean?

Seemingly sensing Leon's doubts, Mephisto pointed to the tombstone in front of him and asked Leon: "Do you know whose tomb belongs to him?"

Leon thought for a moment: "The previous generation of Ghost Rider?"

Mephisto smiled and shook his head.

"So, are they your other heirs?"

Mephisto still smiled and shook his head.

"Then I don't know." Leon didn't want to continue guessing. There was only one sentence on the inscription, not even a name, so how could he guess?

"It's not my grave anyway, and it's not yours either."

"No."

Mephisto closed his eyes: "This is my grave."

Leon's eyes almost popped out!

…

Looking back at the dim light of the tombkeeper's cabin in the distance, Mephisto didn't show off and directly explained to Leon: "You should also know the identity of the tombkeeper.

Ha... I don't know how you found it out, but you found it right.

That was the only Ghost Rider still alive before last night.

Like other Ghost Riders, I gave him power and the ability to judge evil spirits. In the first few decades, he did very well, but later..."

Mephisto hesitated for a moment, decisively skipped the middle part, and said directly at the end: "In short, he betrayed me, killed the clone I sent to the world, and built this tomb. Then he

I have been living here as an ordinary person and serving as a tombkeeper for more than a hundred years."

Leon Kabaka's eyes were wide open as he digested Mephisto's words.

Although Lao Mo seems to have cut off the key part in the middle, not wanting to let himself know the specific reasons, such as why the Ghost Rider betrayed him.

However, there is still a lot of information that can be extracted from this passage.

Ghost Rider has been around for a long time, dating back to the time when human beings were just civilized. Leon knew about it.

However, from what Lao Mo said, Leon seemed to think that there was not necessarily only one Ghost Rider active in the world at the same time.

Also, the lifespan of the Ghost Rider was beyond Leon's expectation. The old man looked only sixty or seventy years old, but he didn't expect to be at least a hundred and fifteen years old!

No wonder riding a horse, this is Red Dead Redemption!

After thinking for a while, Leon looked up at Mephisto and asked with some confusion: "It's not that I want to persuade you to do anything, but I've always been weird.

Their power basically comes from you. Since they rebelled and you don't like their rebellion, why don't you...right, just do something to them?"

As if he heard some funny joke, Mephisto smiled happily. It turned out that he was not pretending. He patted the surface of the tombstone with his hand. Mephisto said: "You still guessed wrong. I

How could you not like their rebellion?"

After saying that, looking at Leon who was completely dumbfounded, he said enigmatically: "If they don't rebel, wouldn't my work be in vain?"

Damn it! The water here is so deep!

Leon asked again: "Is there something special about their bloodline?"

Mephisto took a deep look at Leon and did not continue to answer Leon's question. Instead, he pointed to the cabin over there and said: "This is not important. What is important is that my son is here..."

Leon looked up, and sure enough he saw that the light in the cabin was dimmed bit by bit, and was shrouded in darkness.

Leon frowned and said, "How did he know this place?"

"Of course I left him a clue."

"Ah?" Leon didn't quite understand: "Then...should I retreat too?"

Mephisto held Leon's shoulders: "No. You can do whatever you want, don't worry about me."

Leon turned around and faced Mephisto: "Your hint is a bit obvious. Did he drug you again? Such a big hatred?!

You don't know what will happen to your son if I think about it, right?"

A dark space door appeared behind the tall Mephisto. He stepped back step by step, looked into Leon's eyes, and left his last words.

"Ha...of course I know."

After saying that, the person disappeared into the black door, and the door quickly disappeared.

Leon stayed where he was, scratching his head in confusion: "Old Mo...does this mean that you are going to give up the big one and practice a small one?"

At the same time, the two people who were talking in the cabin heard a sudden knock on the door.

Dang~dang~dang~