Marvel Super Armor

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The waves are like thousands of troops, rushing towards the coast in a mighty and mighty manner, one after another, in an endless stream.

The slightly salty sea breeze blows on your face, refreshing and cooling it, bringing a touch of moisture to the hot air.

Ethan watched the strange scene of the tiger shark with only its skeleton growing back its flesh and blood as it swam back to the sea. He felt that he still didn't understand this bizarre world well enough.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to go through this in hell, about your child..."

He looked at Frank, who had returned to his human form, and even though he had thousands of words to say, they could only turn into an insignificant "sorrow" in the end.

Frank didn't answer.

He looked at the sea, and there was no light in his eyes.

It's cloudy tonight and there's no moon.

It was pitch black ahead and nothing could be seen.

The silent atmosphere made people feel a little uncomfortable. Ethan listened to the message "Support will be here soon" on the communication channel. He thought for a while and told the other party not to worry, and then when Kate looked confused, "Huh?" 】Offline.

"ask you a question."

He spoke with a vicissitudes of life on his face, his voice a little hoarse, like a master who had seen through the world of mortals.

"..."

Frank turned to look at him, questioning in his eyes.

Questions like "Will a burning skeleton put out the fire if dropped into the sea?"

Seeing his weird expression, Ethan remembered this and suddenly felt a little ashamed: "Uh, serious question."

Well, the beautiful atmosphere just created of "enemies shaking hands and making peace with each other because of their heavy past" is gone again.

Frank nodded slightly, indicating that he could ask.

"that……"

Ethan thought for a moment and said, "How do you see other people's sins? Just with your eyes?"

"The souls of sinful people are as dazzling in my eyes as a bonfire in a dark forest, and they will make my heart extremely irritable, and my body will feel the pain of burning. If they cannot be judged, I just couldn't find peace." Frank explained:

"When I was flying in the sky with you, I saw a lot of bright red light on the ground. That was the sin carried by everyone's soul."

"It means that you can tell whether a person has committed a crime just by looking at him?" Ethan was shocked: "The country needs talents like you. You don't have to do anything just stand on the side of the road and catch criminals every day."

"Not only can I know whether he has committed crimes, but I can also know the specific content of these crimes, as well as the time when they were committed, the victims, and all other relevant information."

Frank pressed his lower eyelid with his index finger and gestured: "Just rely on this ability called [Eye of Judgment]."

“ヽ(?7?1?1?9▽?1?9)ノ法医！必须当法医！”

Steel, which had been floating next to him, suddenly said.

"..."

Frank looked at it speechlessly, what's the matter with you, little brother?

"(*￣▽￣*) I just want to liven up the atmosphere, you continue."

The little brother hid aside again.

"Ahem, don't worry about it, let's chat about it." Ethan brought the topic back: "In your eyes, do murderers and criminals like thieves and robbers deserve the same level of punishment?"

"I don't know. You brought me here a few minutes after I left hell. I didn't have time to get close to different criminals." Frank shook his head: "I was too far away in the sky just now, and I couldn't tell everyone apart. The situation will only be known after on-site inspection.”

“…is this the field trip I thought about?”

Ethan's expression was a little unnatural, knowing that although the person in front of him had a firm soul inside, this soul was not noble, and the methods he used were too cruel and left no room for mercy.

"What? You still want to stop me? Even if I am now a [civil servant] in a certain sense?" Frank's tone was rare and a bit teasing.

"Shit, yours is a private company at best. That guy named Mephisto doesn't sound like a good thing. I might replace you one day when you are no longer of use." Ethan curled his lips.

Frank did not refute and said: "To find the most evil people and subject them to cruel trials and punishments. For me now, this impulse is as uncontrollable as a person's need to breathe. When I faced those soldiers just now, , I can see that their souls have been filled with crimes, and each of them has several lives on their hands, and they cannot suppress the fire of hell in their bodies."

Wow... should we say that we are indeed an elite team...

Ethan paused and felt that he still needed to say something for them:

"According to what you say, should every soldier who has ever been on the battlefield be tried? Should every policeman who has ever killed a criminal be burned?"

"Haha, do you think there are a few policemen in the police system of the Lighthouse Country who can confidently pat their chests and say that they have never committed a crime? Their souls are so ugly that it makes me sick to my stomach."

Frank spat on the ground angrily, interrupted Ethan who was about to interrupt, and said: "Listen, kid, I didn't do this for personal pleasure. The meaning of lynching is to be a person hanging above your head. To serve as a deterrent, let those capitalists and criminals who have no bottom line know that there is such a brutal vigilante in this city who kills without blinking an eye."

"If they continue to prey on the common people and do evil as they did before, someone will punish them in the most cruel way. Instead of those who are unable to seek justice, seek that damn justice."

Ethan was stunned. Peter had said this before, but Frank's approach was much crueler than that of the kind little spider.

This is a gap caused by different experiences. Peter has not seen the gloomy darkness of this society like Frank, so his behavior style is more sunny.

"This country is rotten. As a student, you should know better than me. The Lighthouse Country is a capitalist country. Every layer of its social structure is stained with blood, from the idiot sitting in the president's office to the one lying under the bridge. Every one of them is a beggar, and every one of them adds more or less fuel to this damn social system, making this brutal machine that eats people without spitting out their bones even stronger."

"The only difference is that some people do it involuntarily, and some people deliberately let the country become like this, so that they can rest on the merits of their ancestors, eat human flesh and drink human blood, and enjoy the lives of the lower class people who sacrificed their lives for them. In exchange for life and death."

Frank's tone was calm, and he was obviously talking about the neighborhood where he lived, but he looked like it had nothing to do with him: "Let me ask you, if the higher-ups are really capable or willing to deal with the Big Four in Hell's Kitchen, do you think there will be development there? Is it like this now?"

"Well, SHIELD officials told me about the [trash can theory] before... forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."

As soon as Ethan opened his mouth, he realized that this unflattering method of sacrifice could not be used as a valid argument at all, so he obediently kept his mouth shut.

"Ah, trash can, what an appropriate name." Frank sneered disdainfully: "The higher ups will not deal with people like Kingpin. They will even take the initiative to seek cooperation with him and hand over some tasks that countries cannot interfere with. If Kingpin had done it, this country would have been rotten to the core.”

"This is the current situation of our country, [beacon of freedom], this damn freedom, only people with oil in their heads will believe it."

"It's hard to say. If the president knew these people had oil in their brains, he might arrest them and open their heads."

Ethan told a cold joke at the right time, and the two men suddenly showed tacit smiles and laughed.

After a long time, the laughter finally subsided. Ethan straightened his fingers and clenched them. This was his habitual action when thinking:

"Arresting souls... sounds a bit like the ghost missions in Eastern mythology, but their duties seem to be different. They should only be able to take away the souls of the dead."

"I'm not sure about this. The abilities I have now all appeared on their own when I signed the contract. The move called [Eye of Judgment] is what I know from the inherited memory. Every Ghost Rider in history has This power has been used to judge the most heinous people."

Frank recalled the extreme pain of being torn apart by Zatanos and himself when he snatched his body, and he turned his neck unnaturally.

"What do you mean? Are you the only Ghost Rider?" Ethan was stunned for a moment.

"Of course not. Although the memory is very vague, the Ghost Rider already appeared in the last human era."

At this point, Frank suddenly stopped and showed an expression of disbelief: "I also got the inherited memory and learned that there was a human era more than 300 million years ago before the current human beings appeared. It’s just that humans at that time did not choose to use external forces such as technology to build civilization, but chose the evolutionary path of developing their own bodies..."

"???Aren't you waiting for a while, the last human era?!"

Ethan was completely dumbfounded. The last time he was so shocked was when he learned that the earth had been invaded by alien armies.

"I don't know the specifics. The memories I inherited almost only include how to use abilities. The other memories are just trivial fragments, which are very vague and have no reference value." Frank said melancholy.

Suddenly gaining such a memory that destroyed his worldview, as a human being with a short lifespan, he was under great pressure, and he even began to think about some grand propositions such as the universe and the future of mankind that he had never thought of before.

"...This is really shocking. If this were exposed, the whole world would go crazy." Ethan smiled bitterly.

"None of this has anything to do with me. I am neither a scientist nor a historian, and I have no interest in studying nonsense about humans who have been extinct for millions of years." Frank said solemnly.

"The Ghost Rider who can judge sins..."

Ethan looked in the direction of the sea, and the scene of Frank galloping on the sea as the only light in the world flashed through his mind.

"...You go." He said softly.

"Have you thought about it?" Frank raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"If you really want to leave, I can't stop you. It took me a long time to do anything like this." Ethan grinned in pain:

"Now your value is not only the trial of evildoers, but also the secrets of the last human era. Only by allowing you to move freely can you obtain more relevant information."

"Of course, personally, I still hope that you can stick to the bottom line, at least don't go too far. After all, we are a society ruled by law. Those who commit petty theft will be beaten if they don't cause major problems later. Just send it to the police station, don't be so rigid, enforce the law flexibly."

Ethan turned his head to look at Frank, his black eyes lit up with a faint blue light, and the delicate pupils were outlined to the last detail, which looked breathtaking in the dark night:

"However, if you can't hold back and take action against innocent people..."

"When the time comes, come and take the head from my neck yourself."

"...Let's wait until I can kill you."

The young man sighed sadly.

A few minutes later, when Kate finally arrived at the coast with follow-up support, she only found the injured boy sitting alone on the rocks, looking at the gloomy sky.

There was a gap in the thick clouds, and the cool moonlight shone on the sea through the gap, falling on a killer whale that happened to be floating on the water.

It lights the way ahead.