The inexplicable orders… the Texas Officers couldn't help but feel annoyed.
"It's bad enough we have to go out late at night, but then we can't do this, and we can't do that."
"Exactly, who knows what those higher-ups in their offices are thinking, treating us frontline grunts like monkeys."
"That flaming skull looked pretty scary, but it's actually not that much. Today, I even borrowed a foam extinguisher from the fire department."
A group of people chattered away.
A suddenly snapped, "Damn it, Lorraine is obsessed with superheroes, that talkative Pig-Man from New York..."
B corrected, "It's Spider-Man."
A: "...Who cares if it's Pig-Man or Spider-Man, Lorraine used to idolize me, but now if I don't wear a Spider-Man mask, she won't let me hit the post, motherfucker!"
B: "Wait, is the Lorraine you're talking about the one with the mole on her big chest?"
A: "Yes, yes, yes."
C: "I thought you were talking about the Lorraine with the butterfly tattoo on her butt..."
D: "You guys are talking about the same one."
A scratched his head, feeling like something was off.
The Captain patted A's shoulder, a smile full of emotion.
A: "Captain, is something wrong?"
The Captain looked at A's green head, smiling but saying nothing.
Venturing their frustrations, the team approached the cemetery. From afar, they saw the flaming skull they were tracking battling a monstrous, jet-black creature with a ferocious face.
The flaming skull swung its burning chain, wrapping it around the black monster's waist.
With a forceful pull.
The black monster immediately snapped in half.
However, the upper body did not fall. A large amount of black mist emerged from the severed ends of both body halves, connecting them back together.
The black monster recovered instantly and punched the flaming skull in the head.
The skull was sent flying with the blow.
Before it could hit the ground.
The chain reeled the skull back.
The headless body caught the skull and pressed it with both hands.
Click!
It reattached.
"Cackle cackle cackle!"
The skull let out a triumphant laugh.
The Officers, witnessing all of this, were instantly terrified, feeling that orders, even if momentarily incomprehensible, must be strictly followed.
Hmm, it's better to observe from a distance.
A suddenly pointed forward, excitedly: "I-I-Iron Man!"
He saw Stark on the other side.
After all, the Arc Reactor was very noticeable at night.
Mike asked, "Why make it so obvious? Do you want to be a target?"
Tony proudly tilted his head and said, "Being a target is temporary, being handsome is for life."
At the time, Mike quipped, "Be careful that your life is especially short."
A's mouth hung open, biting his forearm: "My idol, my idol, boo hoo hoo..."
Smack!
The Captain slapped him on the head.
A: "Sorry, Officer, I was too excited."
The Captain angrily said, "It's fine if you're excited, but why are you biting my forearm?"
A quickly let go of the Captain's hand: "Ah. Sorry, sorry!"
B teased, "You wouldn't make Lorraine wear an Iron Man mask during sex, would you?"
A immediately showed a shy smile.
Pfft!
Iron Man battling Spider-Man, that image... caught between two "men"!
"Blackheart and Ghost Rider really aren't that easy to defeat. But it's almost time," Mike said to Stark after observing for a while, "Get ready to go."
Stark nodded: "Okay, what should I do?"
"Whatever, just don't get in my way."
"Uh."
Stark was about to complain when he realized Mike next to him had vanished.
Without any warning.
The next moment.
Mike appeared in the center of Blackheart and Ghost Rider. First, he drew his sword, which was burning with raging Fire.
He parried Ghost Rider's chain with a single strike.
"How is that possible!" Carter Slade exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" Coulson asked.
"Hellfire, the Fire on his sword is Hellfire." Carter's eyes widened.
"Mike also used Fire when he killed the Water Demon earlier," Coulson said.
"It's different," Carter said. "The previous Fire wasn't Hellfire."
"It looks the same..." Coulson muttered.
"There's no mistake, it's Hellfire." Carter was shocked. "Could he also be a Ghost Rider?"
Coulson thought: "Mike is a Ghost Rider? That's right! Mike said earlier that the power medallion, which combined the powers of Zarathos and the Spirits of Vengeance, was broken into four pieces and divided into two sets, inherited by two families. The Kyle Family is one of them. Could Mike be a descendant of the other family? Bearing the power of an Angel and a Demon would explain why Mike is so powerful. Also, it would explain why Mike knows these ancient secrets, being a descendant of an ancient family, you see~"
Mike's Hellfire was Shaka's Hellfire; its essence was also Fire from Hell, whose purpose was to burn the target's soul.
Ghost Rider tilted his head, the flames spewing from his empty eye sockets flickering, showing his confusion: "How does this guy also have Hellfire?"
Whoosh!
Hellfire erupted from Mike's hand, and he instantly appeared in front of Ghost Rider, pressing down on the skull, taking a step forward, and pinning Ghost Rider to the ground.
Ghost Rider struggled fiercely.
But as the flames on his body gradually disappeared, his struggles grew weaker and weaker, until he finally lay quietly on the ground, returning to his human form.
"It really works."
Mike inherited Shaka's ability to summon and control Hellfire. By drawing away the Hellfire, Ghost Rider indeed transformed back into Johnny.
"Hellfire, it's Hellfire again!" Blackheart roared furiously.
Not all flames burning in Hell are called Hellfire. Hellfire is the essence of Hell's energy, existing in the form of Fire, and is extremely precious.
Seeing Mike's Hellfire, Blackheart thought, that damned old man gave Hellfire to an outsider again, but his son didn't get a single bit.
Was he not his biological son?
Blackheart's rage burned, and the black mist grew thicker, forming terrifying faces that brought to mind Monet's painting, "The Scream."
A massive number of faces howled and lunged at Mike amidst Blackheart's furious roar.
"Just as I thought, Blackheart's power is absorbing fear."
The people who arrived later were frightened by Blackheart, their faces filled with terror, and the fear thus generated enhanced Blackheart's power.
As long as there is fear, Blackheart can absorb human life force directly through physical contact.
Mike had no fear in his heart.
He knew that Blackheart was merely a life form from another dimension, ugly in appearance, not very intelligent, yet self-important.
Why should he fear?
Human fear usually comes from the unknown.
"Hum!"
Mike chanted Sanskrit, and the approaching black mist faces screamed and were repelled, reverting to chaotic black mist.
Suddenly, a flicker of candlelight rose from the black mist, rapidly spreading like a prairie Fire.
This was the [Immovable Wisdom King] from Shaka's combat techniques, which came with Garuda Flame, capable of purifying all evil and defilement.
The fear absorbed by Blackheart was negative emotion, which belonged to defilement.
Instantly, Blackheart's expression changed dramatically.
He felt a strong sense of impending Death.
He decisively severed the black mist that had been tainted by the Garuda Flame.
His heart bled.
This was the power he had painstakingly collected!
Garuda's face was grim: "Which Six-Winged Angel descended? Michael, Raphael, Gabriel, or Uriel?"