Although Daisy had heard the description before, she had always believed that the testimony of the witnesses must have been inevitably mixed with oil and vinegar. Until now, she had felt that Ghost Rider was just another superpower, a superpower with the ability to control fire, but with a short temper and cruel methods.

As for the horrific descriptions of burning skulls and the like, they should be nothing more than exaggerated mythological descriptions of criminals who have been frightened by the attack.

It wasn't until now, standing on the shore of the docks, and using those eyes to confirm the existence of the thing, that she knew that all the descriptions of Ghost Rider weren't exaggerated—or even inadequate. Because no literal description is enough to describe the horror of this guy. The visual impact of the flaming skull was secondary, the most important thing was the momentum, some irresistible killing intent like death, and suffocating heat like hell.

Daisy froze there, her hands and feet cold for a moment. She watched as Ghost Knight lifted the mustache with one hand, and watched as the mustache kicked its feet and struggled violently in his hands, until it seemed to exhaust the last of its strength, and even the crying stopped abruptly.

Then she was horrified to see the mustache's body wrapped in flames of red gold, the flesh burned, the bones melted, and finally the whole person turned into a wisp of green smoke in the flames, which was blown away by a scorching wind.

Ghost Rider turned his head, his abyss-like eye sockets staring straight at Daisy.

Daisy shuddered. The moment she met the sight of this thing, she felt as if her soul had been sucked into that cold abyss. Almost reflexively, she raised her right palm without thinking, and the shockwave bombarded without reservation. Ghost Rider was shocked by her and slammed into the wall panel of the container behind him, which was violently deformed by the impact.

Ghost Rider twisted Bai Sensen's neck joints, and his bones made a strange "click" sound. He stood up straight, raised his eyes and glared at Daisy, the scorching murderous intent overwhelming.

Daisy swallowed.

Now it's all right.

Ghost Rider grabbed an iron rod from his feet and strode forward, the entire rod wrapped in strange fire when it was raised above his head. Daisy instinctively thought that if she let the flame go, it might be over. She ducked back, but the iron rod followed, the flickering light dragging a long trail. Daisy raised her palm, and the shock wave of her palm was released. The iron rod was stopped by the shock wave less than half a meter from her palm, and she could clearly feel the scorching heat in the palm of her hand.

Ghost Rider's weapon was shocked and flew out of his hand. His skeletal jaw twitched, let out a strange low, and then raised his fist and slammed it down. Daisy ducked and punched him in the chest. Her fist is not strong, but her fist is wrapped in the shock of Pei Ran. With a single punch, Ghost Rider shook his body, was caught off guard by the shock wave, and took half a step back.

It seems to have an effect. Daisy was a little bolder, and rushed to catch up, slamming three or five punches in a row with a shock wave in the chest of the Ghost Rider. Ghost Rider's body trembled slightly, and only his heel slipped back a few centimeters before eating her shockwave completely.

Daisy was amazed again. She knew exactly how powerful the shockwave was, and after eating the impact of those punches just now, he should have burst his internal organs and shattered his bones. But this guy seems to be unscathed...... Is this thing really human?

No, the question before that should be, is this thing really a living creature?

Ghost Rider's right fist slammed out, and Daisy grabbed it with a palm, and the moment her palm caught it, her entire arm was shocked to the point of nearly dislocation. Ghost Rider swept her arms, and she only hurriedly held up, but she was still swept to the ground, rolling backwards twice in a row.

The shadow of death enveloped her body, and the fiery temperature steamed her whole body to sweat frantically. Daisy couldn't feel her right hand for a moment, but at the same time she knew she couldn't let go for a moment. After rolling twice, she hurriedly forced herself to her feet, and lifted all the strength she had left to release a shockwave from her palms, and the vast transparent ripples buzzed towards the approaching Ghost Rider.

The Ghost Rider was swept into the shockwave, slipped two or three meters behind his footsteps, and then paused suddenly. He let out a muffled nasal voice, and walked slowly up against the storm of shockwaves, the flames on the skull's head being blown and shaking wildly.

Daisy couldn't help but be even more surprised. You must know that the shock wave she released was enough to cause a landslide and blow up the plane, but this guy can still move forward under such strong pressure...... This simply doesn't make sense.

But that's not her limit. She took a deep breath and prepared to increase her efforts...... Then an icy chill seemed to run through her body.

Daisy's pupils shrank, and the output of the shock wave in her hand was involuntarily interrupted. Her face was pale, she was half-kneeling, sweat was pouring down her forehead, and her heart was beating like it was about to burst out of her chest at any moment.

What's going on?

She didn't have a chance to think about it, because Ghost Rider had already walked in front of her. He grabbed Daisy by the collar with one hand and lifted Daisy up, and Daisy's feet dangled in the air, looking at the flaming skull as if she were falling into an ice cave.

She remembered how the mustache had been burned to ashes in his hands, and every detail was vivid.

Obviously, this was going to happen to her soon.

But perhaps it should be said that Ghost Rider had such an opportunity, but he didn't. He looked at Daisy through the dark sunken eye sockets for a long time, and then threw her aside without saying a word, as if he had no interest in her.

Daisy gritted her teeth and hugged her arm in severe pain: "What are you doing?" ”

There was no answer.

Without warning, a crimson blast of energy struck through the air and slammed into Ghost Rider's side, knocking him off guard. Ghost Rider fell to the ground, looked up, and saw the red leather-clad witch standing not far behind Daisy, her palms wrapped around crimson waves, and her red hair flying.

Ghost Rider opened his mouth and screamed, and the flames on the skull's head seemed to grow stronger in a trance. He flew up, and was about to rush at the lunge, but he was hit by another more violent chaos magic in the middle of the door, and was blown upside down in the air, and fell into the water behind him with a "poof", and after a string of bubbles gurgling, he stopped moving.

Wanda walked quickly to Daisy's side, "Are you alright?" ”

"I can't die." Daisy smiled wryly.

Wanda helped her to her feet and looked at the vanishing ghost on the water: "That thing is ......"

"I guess so." Daisy whispered, feeling a chill the moment she pronounced the name, "Ghost Rider." ”