Marvel: I have conceptual skills!

A gift for Charlotte Parker?

what gift?

Before the Spirit of Vengeance could react, a ray of light suddenly shot out from the ground into his burning body, making his orange-red flames glow with a hint of pink.

The sense of crisis made the Soul of Vengeance tremble all over. At this moment, he seemed to see his great-grandmother in the pink light.

And she danced ballet in a hula costume...

The Spirit of Vengeance felt a chill run down his spine and his vision returned.

A piece of pink paper with a framed and filled-in inexplicable contract appeared in the palm of the Spirit of Vengeance.

It made his brain start to spin rapidly.

This is the contract about the inner demon drafted by Mephisto, which contains the rich and strange power of hell magic. It is also the gift that Mephisto gave to Charlotte.

Covering his forehead, his magic power unconsciously merged with the contract, and he felt the abnormal scream of his spirit rising up, causing the soul of revenge that had previously thought of itself as abnormal to fall silent.

What the hell is this inner demon? Why is it that just by holding his contract, I seem to be inexplicably contaminated, making me feel... strangely happy!

In the corner of the room, Luo Shan stared at the bathroom in fear. She covered her mouth and hid under the bed, not daring to make any sound.

Looking at the skeleton soaked in magma with horror, she was very sure that the skeleton demon in front of her was no longer the person she was familiar with.

His whole body was burning with hellfire mixed with pink, he was full of energy, no longer thinking about the weird Spirit of Vengeance, his smile gradually became brighter, he picked up the bath flower enchanted by hellfire, and rubbed himself happily in the magma sprinkled from the shower head.

The shower flowers washed his bones thoroughly, burning all the bones in his body into the red color of magma. He felt comfortable both physically and mentally, and then he turned off the shower head contentedly.

Then he put his hands behind his head and used the empty space on his hips to spray magma towards the toilet.

He picked up the burnt bath towel and wrapped it around his naked crotch, then walked out of the bathroom with a swagger. He glanced casually at the place where Roxanne was hiding, then staggered, stepping on the flaming footprints on the ground, and walked towards Johnny's closet.

He opened the closet and saw a skeletal hand burning with hellfire rummaging around in it at random.

He first picked out a set of Johnny's favorite racing driver's clothes and put them on himself. Under the burning of hellfire, the racing suit turned into a purgatory armor filled with hellfire, which looked very cool.

Then a handsome black leather coat in the closet was also noticed by Ghost Rider, who put it on himself while waving the Hellfire enchantment.

call--

The flames burned violently, filling the leather jacket with red flame stripes, and the upright demon scales on the leather jacket were full of cybermetal feel.

He patted the racing helmet, causing it to melt into a pool of waste water in the flames.

With his bald skull face raised, Ghost Rider would never allow the helmet to cover up his handsome looks.

Walking into the hall, his eyes swept through his collection of cars. Looking at the Harley motorcycle at the innermost, Ghost Rider's mouth curled up and he stomped his right foot hard on the ground.

A hell crack spread forward, spewing flames. At the front end of the crack, the Harley motorcycle was covered in hellfire and a roaring and dull engine sound was heard.

The Ghost Rider, with flames all over his body, leaped up, and the next moment his favorite Harley was transformed with the enchantment of Hellfire, crushed all the collections in front of it, rushed all the way to the crotch of the Ghost Rider, and successfully caught him.

With a roar of the engine, the motorcycle burning with hellfire rushed out of the window, and with a roar that shook the sky and disturbed people's dreams, it sped towards Afghanistan.

at the same time……

The scorching sun shines on Stark.

Although he was wrapped tightly, Stark's body was too weak. He lost his balance and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Amid Ethan's exclamation, Stark's body began to roll down the slope, quickly passed Charlotte, raised dust, and slid all the way down the sand dune.

After walking for six hours in the scorching sun, Stark and Ethan could no longer hold on.

Lying on his back at the bottom of the sand dune, Stark tore open the cloth covering his mouth and breathed heavily.

He looked at the blue sky in front of him, and his past experiences flashed before his eyes one after another.

With his father's final criticism in sight, only Pepper Potts was left.

There was a hint of tenderness in Stark's eyes, and he raised his trembling hand, wanting to touch the somewhat stubborn face of Pepper Potts.

But the next moment, his hand was grabbed by another dark hand, and Charlotte pulled Stark back to reality from the sea of ​​sand.

Looking at Stark who was dizzy and about to die.

Charlotte smiled evilly and slapped Stark on the chest.

At the same time, the clone Charlotte canceled his [Sharing], and the skill card was equipped by Charlotte.

Stark's body trembled violently, his brain was still confused, but the powerful strength and super strong physique instantly filled his whole body, making him feel omnipotent for a moment.

The shrapnel that pierced his heart was easily squeezed out by the cells, and the festering wound on his chest healed at a speed he could not believe.

All the fatigue in his body was swept away, and at this moment Stark was terrifyingly strong.

By the time he reacted, Charlotte had already canceled the [Share] skill, and the Ark Reactor was casually thrown into Charlotte's palm.

My mind is bewildered and I can’t believe it…

Stark didn't know what expression he should use to face all this. Ethan told him that the electromagnet in his chest that saved him would definitely accompany him for the rest of his life, and he had already accepted his fate...

But, this... isn't right!!

With force in her palms, Charlotte crushed the Ark reactor into scrap metal in front of Stark.

Looking at Stark who was rubbing his chest with a complicated expression.

Charlotte pouted in disdain and said:

"Tony~ You're not that horny, are you? If you really can't stand it, you can go and rub Ethan's chest. I'm sure he won't mind."

Ethan was of course also very shocked at this time, but after listening to Charlotte's words, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Who said I wouldn't mind?!

I mind it a lot, okay!

"How did you do it?" Although Charlotte cancelled the shared skills and restored Stark's body to normal health, this ability of flesh and bones still made Stark feel incomprehensible and not scientific at all.

The mental fatigue was still there, but the physical fatigue had been swept away, and Stark reached the healthiest state he had ever been in.

The loss of the scar on his chest made Stark think for a moment that the brutal trip to Afghanistan was just a nightmare.

Charlotte snapped her fingers and used [Share] to help Ethan recover.

After a brief surprise, Stark looked at the crushed Ark reactor in Charlotte's hand with a complicated expression.

It was a moment of inspiration when he was facing death. It was the crystallization of his wisdom based on his father's work, and it was also the weapon he used to escape disaster.

But now it has turned into scrap metal along with the wound on his chest that should have accompanied him throughout his life.

Watching this scene, Stark's cerebral cortex trembled, real yet illusory, this strange feeling was like his thoughts on the war in the cave before.

It made the way he looked at Charlotte become more complicated and cautious...Is this the inner demon?

He was being tested mentally all the time, using physical recovery to test his determination and true thoughts.

Once I leave here, I will really return to my old life, living a life of luxury and debauchery again.

Without the scar on my chest and the pressure of death, would I still be able to remember my original intention?

The desert was hot, but a chill rushed straight to Stark's head. Looking at Charlotte's dark face that seemed to have everything under control, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"Really! What a powerful inner demon!!!"