People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

Colson's face was as dark as water, and he was ready to scold anyone he wanted to catch.

Mike understands.

In fact, he felt heavy.

This place is a large warehouse surrounded by various obstacles, dummies, and targets—it was originally a site used by police officers for actual combat simulations.

The heartland was cleared.

There were more than twenty corpses on display.

They are still being carried in one after another.

Coulson said: "It's confirmed, one hundred and eight...all are the police officers who participated in the hunt for the Ghost Rider last night, damn it!!!"

Mike lifted the white cloth and saw that the deceased's death was no different from being killed by the Ghost Rider - his eyes were burned until there were only two holes left.

Mike asked, "Johnny?"

Coulson shook his head: "No, Johnny is in a special prison, with cameras and humans monitoring him 24 hours a day. Last night, Johnny didn't even turn into the Ghost Rider."

"In addition, there are good and bad in any group. I don't believe that all one hundred and eight police officers deserve to die. Mike, there is another Ghost Rider killing people in the outside world, and it was Chi Guoguo's murder."

Mike thought of Carter Shirey.

Coulson said: "I sent agents to the church and searched every inch of the land. Carter Shirey was not found, and..."

Coulson took out a stack of photos of the bodies of the five priests last night.

"Suicide?"

"No, the evidence shows that it was indeed suicide. The possibility of supernatural intervention cannot be ruled out."

According to church teachings, suicide is a dishonorable death and one cannot go to heaven after death.

If it was really suicide, what made us make such a choice?

"Could it be Carter? Why?" Mike said lowly.

Judge the real Carter Sorey based on the "Carter Sorey" in the movie.

Sure enough, it was too naive.

"Mike, this is not your fault." Coulson thought Mike was blaming himself.

"Yes, it's not my fault. I'm not a god, and I can't control all accidents. No, God can't do that either." Mike looked up, with a terrifying light shining in his eyes, "I really can't prevent their death, but I can Revenge them!"

"Yes! We must take revenge. What should we do?"

"Wait!"

"Wait?"

"That's right." Mike explained, "Five priests, one hundred and eight police officers...their deaths were to eliminate witnesses to last night's incident."

"And there were three of us witnesses last night, so wait, wait until they come to the door on their own."

Night falls.

church.

There was a bonfire burning in the open space.

Mike, Coulson, and Stark sat next to the fire, and the firelight reflected on their faces, intertwining light and shadow.

"Did the other agents retreat?"

"Withdrawn."

"Make sure again."

"Damn, are you teaching me how to do something?" Colson complained, but confirmed it again.After a moment, he said gloomily: "An agent lost contact after attacking a colleague. His current whereabouts are unknown."

Something is getting more and more wrong within SHIELD, and I believe Coulson feels this deeply.

However, Coulson did not have the energy to deal with the agent's missing contact at this time.

After half an hour, Mike stood up and looked into the distance.

A light of fire is approaching here.

Coulson stood up and picked up the night vision binoculars.

"Damn, Texas Cowboy, Nightmare Horse!" Stark said fiercely: "It seems he is the villain tonight. Jarvis, switch to attack mode, maximum power. Watch me beat out its horse dung eggs."

The net capture mode has not had time to improve, and tonight we are facing the murderer of more than 100 people, so there is no need to consider capturing him.

According to Stark, there are two main contributors to the development of weapons that attack souls.

First, Reuben, a superpower who can possess animals.As the person being studied, he has made an indispensable contribution.If Stark had mentioned this man, Mike would have forgotten he existed.

Second, Banner, with his attainments in quantum physics, provided theoretical and technical support for research

Spider webs are similar in composition to plastic wrap, Stark said.This reminds Mike of the scene in "The Night of Souls" where Star uses plastic wrap to catch ghosts.

Master Xing is awesome.

Soon, the mounted Ghost Rider came face to face with the three.

"Still conscious?" Mike asked.

In answer to him, the evil spirit horseman rose up, neighed, and spurted two balls of flame from its nostrils.

There was a loud roar in the sky.

"This?" Even though Colson was well-informed, he couldn't help but his voice trembled: "Oh my god, angel."

In the sky is a handsome young man with blond hair, holding a flaming sword, and behind him are wings with a wingspan of more than ten meters.

He had a slight golden light all over his body, exuding a holy aura.

Angel appears.

The evil horse knelt on its knees, and the evil knight crawled on the horse.

"Human, why don't you kneel!"

The angel's voice was majestic, majestic, and full of invisible pressure.

Mike caught a glimpse of Coulson, who was sweating profusely and struggling, and his knees were already late.

And Stark is wearing armor, and his expression cannot be seen, but he wants someone as conceited as him to...kneel down?

Kneel down, mommy!

When Mike saw this, he pointed to the sky with one hand and the earth with the other, "I am the only one in heaven and on earth."

Golden lotuses emerged and dispersed the holy light.

Coulson and Stark immediately breathed a sigh of relief and felt the pressure disappear.

"You actually have divinity in your body, then...die." The angel waved the flaming sword and spread it far away in the air.

Mike also drew his sword, and the flames on the sword blazed brightly.

boom!

Two flames collided in the air, and heat waves billowed.

"Forgot that you are a monotheistic religion. 'You shall have no other gods before me.', 'A man cannot serve two masters.' It is clearly stated in the scriptures." Mike smiled bitterly: "Don't be so stingy. ?”

The angel descended from the sky and folded his wings.

"Hell's fire... In charge of the hell's fire are the Seraph Uriel and Hades. It seems that you are the legendary light of God: Uriel?" Mike asked.

"That's right." Uriel stared at Mike.

"One of the four archangels, the angel closest to God, if it were you, you could indeed make five devout priests commit suicide." Mike suddenly laughed, "Hahaha, I understand. You are going to kill everyone that night. The reason for silence.”

Uriel was silent.

"I'm still wondering how a demon has the ability to cultivate an entire village of saints... If angels intervene, it makes sense. So behind the contract of St. Fangansa is the bet between angels and devils."

"Use people as gambling tools and souls as bets."

"In the end, the angels underestimated the complexity of human beings and lost. So they used 'Go to Heaven' to instigate the Ghost Riders under Mephisto. According to the oath, you can only take away the contract, but you cannot destroy it. You can only let the filth go. His soul exists in St. Fangansa. Also because of the contract, Mephisto knew that Carter Sorey was hiding in the Holy Land with the contract, but he could not get it."

"You guys froze. So we started another bet. The gambling equipment is the Witch Heart Demon and the new generation of Ghost Rider, right?!"

"It's just that there was a huge change in the middle: it was me. My appearance made it impossible for your gamble to continue. So you started to clean up the mess and eliminate all witnesses."

"In this way...everything makes sense."

"The problem is, I'm not happy, asshole~"