General Ross, who had crawled out of countless gunfights, felt for the first time that Death was so close to him.
The feeling of a God of Death's scythe at his neck sent a shiver down his spine, a tremor rising from his tailbone straight to the crown of his head, instantly making his scalp tingle.
"Who exactly are you?"
"Since your appearance, we've searched the entire World for any information about you, but you're like someone who suddenly appeared, with no clues whatsoever."
"Logically, a powerful superhuman like you shouldn't be able to leave no trace."
"So, you are not a creature of this World at all, at least not an Earth creature. Perhaps you are from beyond the Universe! We wonder if our conjecture is correct?"
The last shred of backbone remaining in him as a Military man forced him to suppress the fear in his heart, and he managed to calm down enough to ask Shen Mu.
On one hand, he wanted to use words to temporarily stabilize Shen Mu, then seize an opportunity to escape.
On the other hand, he was indeed curious about Shen Mu's origins.
The Military used all its means, even collaborating with several other special departments to jointly investigate Shen Mu, but ultimately found nothing.
This was almost impossible. In this era, to leave absolutely no trace, one would have to live in a primitive jungle.
However, a powerful superhuman like Shen Mu didn't look like someone living in seclusion in the mountains.
Therefore, integrating multiple inferences and combining them with the series of recent events led them to this final conclusion.
Regarding Shen Mu, the World Security Council had already established a top-secret file for him.
However, the actual information within this file was pitifully scarce.
"Should I commend you for being so clever?"
"But the cleverer people are, the faster they die, and the more one knows, the more painful one's life becomes."
"For you, perhaps ignorance is a form of happiness."
"After all, if you knew that beyond Earth, there are even more powerful cosmic civilizations, and that Earth has long been exposed to their eyes, you might be very uneasy!"
"If I were to tell you that there are also countless powerful individual life forms in the Universe, capable of destroying Earth countless times with ease, and that their gaze also falls on Earth from time to time, you might be even more panicked."
Hearing Shen Mu's words, coupled with the hint of pity in the other party's eyes, made General Ross feel extremely uncomfortable.
As a Military man, and a Military man of the most powerful country in the World, although he had just suffered a crushing defeat on the Vietnam battlefield not long ago, he still carried a hint of pride in his heart.
They were, of course, familiar with Shen Mu's expression, because they had often shown that look on their own faces, especially after a Military operation, towards the ordinary civilians ravaged by war.
"Are you really from the Universe? Why did you come to Earth? Is it for conquest?"
Based on his own way of thinking, the first purpose General Ross could imagine for Shen Mu coming to Earth was this.
After all, he couldn't just be here for sightseeing, could he?
At this moment, General Ross was "quietly" sending orders to his soldiers, hoping they could rescue him from the devil's clutches.
"If you want someone to save you, just shout it out openly. I don't mind over here."
"However, I want your soldiers to watch a show with me for now, so they might not have time to rescue you!"
Hearing Shen Mu's words, General Ross looked at the soldiers.
They remained motionless in a single posture, as if time around them had stopped flowing.
This made General Ross's heart sink, and pessimistic thoughts surged: "Perhaps I will die here today!"
"My dear Betty, Daddy can't take you to the amusement park, and I can't watch you grow into an adult!"
Of course, Shen Mu had not yet mastered the power of time. This was merely him using telekinesis to freeze all their movements, turning them into wooden figures.
At this moment, Barton in the arena had fully adapted to the power of the Ghost Rider.
And the special properties of Hellfire made him feel at ease; anything in his hands became a weapon.
However, gradually, Barton still irreversibly fell into a disadvantage.
After all, he was once just a stuntman and had no real combat experience.
Moreover, the Ghost Rider's greatest killing move was completely useless.
At some point, a Gatling machine gun, originally mounted on a Military vehicle, very coincidentally "fell" at his feet, and he was pressed down by an unknown force, then saw it.
Without the slightest hesitation, Barton directly picked up the Gatling, and Hellfire rolled in his hand, beginning to enchant it.
As the Fire spread, the entire gun body transformed into the shape of a demon, with six barrels resembling six open demon mouths, appearing even more ferocious and terrifying, and within each barrel, scorching Fire surged.
"Da da da da da!"
"Go back to Hell! You damned demon!"
Barton, having obtained a new weapon, roared and began a frantic spray, firing hundreds of Hellfire bullets in a single breath, like a Fire dragon roaring towards Blackheart.
The powerful penetrating force directly riddled Blackheart's body like a sieve.
However, Blackheart's immortal ability could quickly repair his damaged body.
It's just that, compared to the endless Hellfire, Blackheart did not have endless magic power.
So, gradually, one could see that his body's repair speed slowed down by a fraction.
"What kind of monsters are they?"
General Ross was dumbfounded watching from the side!
Only now did he realize what kind of opponents he was facing in this mission.
Two beings that simply couldn't be killed, one of whom also had the ability to magically modify weapons. If they really fought, his U.S. soldiers would only become cannon fodder.
"One is a knight created by a demon to fight, and the other is the son of a demon!"
Shen Mu answered casually.
"Demons... do such things really exist?"
As a rising star in the Military, General Ross knew some secrets, such as extraterrestrial visitors, but he was unsure about the existence of demons.
"Humans always believe what their eyes see."
"What, do you no longer believe your eyes? Demons are clearly fighting right before you."
Listening to Shen Mu's words, General Ross fell into silence.
The battle in the arena had entered a white-hot stage, and Blackheart was showing signs of fatigue.
However, just as Shen Mu thought the Ghost Rider would achieve the final victory, Blackheart stopped moving, allowing the bullets to pour onto him.
"I truly did not misjudge you, my knight."
"But now, it's time for you to go back!"
At this moment, a familiar voice came from Blackheart's mouth.
The next moment, the blazing Fire on Barton's body dissipated, and after becoming a mortal, he instantly fainted, though before losing consciousness, his eyes were still fiercely staring at Blackheart—no, perhaps it should be Mephisto.
"I truly did not misjudge you. In a short time, you have achieved a leap in life level."
"A powerful body, mastering Sun God Power, magic power, and some other powers I don't even know of, you are indeed the most perfect vessel."
Mephisto, using his son's body, spoke to Shen Mu.
Or rather, it shouldn't be 'using,' because Shen Mu thought of a possibility.