Although the figure standing in front of Michael is still the Ghost Rider - black leather cloak, burning skull, the person behind it is different. That overwhelming aura, like a mountain in front of him, like the terrifying coercion of a god facing mortals, and the burning sensation that followed, even if it was separated by a layer of dimensional barriers, people could clearly feel that aura.

Ghost Rider is not weak, but such a vengeful spirit alone will never be able to cause such a terrifying oppressive force as a god. Then there is only one possibility left.

Master of the Ghost Rider, ruler of hell, and a demon with supreme divine powers, Mephisto.

Ghost Rider let out an angry roar, a scarlet glow in his dark and deep eye sockets. He opened his hollow jaws, roaring and spewing flames from his mouth, like the breath of a fiery dragon, and the space heated up dramatically.

"What, aren't you going to talk?" Michael raised his arm to signal Wanda to step back, and at the same time stepped forward and blocked her with his body, "Or is it that the scar from the last time you were beaten is still hurting, so you are too scared to talk to me?" ”

The Ghost Rider let out an angry roar that didn't belong to him, and his figure suddenly flashed. Almost at the same moment, the thruster on Michael's back also released a tail flame, and the black armor turned into an afterimage and crashed into it.

Steel and skeleton bodies collided in midair, and the crimson fire bloomed like flowers, opening a huge barrier in the sealed basement. The pale blue tail flame rose from the ground, and the two figures collided together, breaking through the fire curtain and smashing through the ceiling, flying high into the sky.

Wanda subconsciously released her magic power to block the flames and rubble in front of her, and then poured her magic power to the ground, and the red light lifted her figure off the ground, flying out of the crack above her head to chase the shadows of the two fierce battles.

The natural action of Michael in front of her just now made her inexplicably a little happy, and even made her think for a moment - maybe he deliberately took the battlefield out of the battlefield in order not to affect him......

She shook her head, desperately shaking off the ridiculous idea.

What was I thinking......

Ghost Rider was thrown out of mid-air and smashed the ground like a black lead ball. But the impact of this magnitude could not hurt his body at all, and he rolled backwards and jumped to his feet, leaping to his feet, and grabbing the black armor that was flying over his head. The two sides once again hugged each other and rolled to the ground.

Michael got up and saw the pitch-black fist wrapped in flames blast in front of him. It's deadly hellfire, and most materials can't stop it from it. But Michael slapped his hand and caught Ghost Rider's punch with his bare hands. Flames burst from his palms, scorching blasts crashing into his helmet, eyepieces, and armor plates. The armor of the Divine Domain lived up to the onslaught of hellfire, but even so, a heart-pounding heat pierced through the armor.

At the same time, the power of the Ghost Rider's Fist also surprised him slightly, it was a huge arm strength that was more than ten times stronger than the last time they met.

But that's not all. The Ghost Rider screamed, his arm retracted, and another punch was thrown out. The flames nearly engulfed his forearm, and the punches slammed into front of him with a tremendous force, and the flames made it seem as if their souls were throbbing just by looking at them.

Michael raised his arms to hold it, and this time the power made him take a half step back, and his arms were shaken apart, leaving a shallow scorched black on the indestructible gauntlets.

Ghost Rider's power was still skyrocketing, as if the energy of another dimension (Hell, no doubt) was pouring into his body in an endless stream, turning into his power, his flames, growing stronger with each blow.

The third punch came. The golden light between Michael's palms flashed and condensed into a circle, and the golden circle quickly swirled, and the flames and heavy fists were removed together. The terrifying force shattered the ground on the side with an earth-shattering roar, and Michael's back pushed open, and his body flew backwards on the hot wind, flying seven or eight meters before stopping.

Ghost Rider rushed at him again, regardless of it. Michael's clenched right fist raised, and green waves flew out of the weapon device on his wrist. With a wave of his hand, Ghost Rider scattered the wave and grabbed it in front of him. The thrusters activated, and Michael's figure hung in the air, flying over Ghost Rider's head, sending out pulsing beams of light from both palms at the same time. The Ghost Knight blocked the beam impact for a moment with his bare hands, followed by a flash of his body and dodged it, flying up and kicking.

Michael held his flying leg with one arm, and with one right palm, the palm circle condensed, and it slammed into the Ghost Rider's abdomen so fast that it was invisible.

"Ahhh!!h

Ghost Rider screamed in pain, staggered back, and fell to one knee. He clutched his head, the flames on the skeleton flickering on and off, and the red glow in his eye sockets flickered at the same time.

A translucent phantus image was photographed out of his body, blurring into an incomparably large red face. That's Mephisto's image.

It's true that Mephisto is the current owner of Ghost Rider, but Ghost Rider wasn't created by him after all. The spirit of vengeance was originally a force created by God, and Mephisto had only used a cunning contract to gain a way to control the ghost riders.

Mephisto is difficult to move around in the human world, so he needs Ghost Rider to complete some tricky tasks for him. Now, through the eyes of the Evil Ghost Rider, he saw the human mage who made him feel humiliated for the first time in a long time, and it was really difficult to suppress his anger, so he finally "borrowed" the body of the Evil Ghost Rider to fight.

The demon narrowed his eyes and glared at Michael viciously, "Tiny mage, your end is near!" Your arrogance and your disrespect for the great Lord of Hell will be returned to you a hundredfold of torment! ”

"I'll wait." Michael said calmly.

"Ahhh!!h

The demon roared one last time, and the phantom sucked back into Ghost Rider's body. The Hellfire was re-lit, and the scarlet light lit up again in the eyes of the Ghost Rider. He roared, and with a right hand, the hellfire turned into a physical entity in his hands! The burning flames condensed into the shape of a sword, a blade made entirely of flames!

Ghost Rider can attach anything to Hellfire by touching it and use it as his weapon, but this is not something that the original Ghost Rider could do.

Michael's expression froze slightly. As soon as he raised his hand, he spat out a heavy sword from the magic circle, and it was held firmly in his hand. The force field was activated, the energy was released, and the divine power in the armor turned into surging thunder and lightning charged into the heavy sword, and a blue magic circle was formed at the hilt.

The Ghost Knight stepped forward, the blade of the flame sweeping towards him. Michael didn't show any weakness, he stepped forward, and his heavy sword dragged the trail in the blue mang. The two forces collided like an explosion, and the flames and lightning were intertwined and rushed into the sky, and then exploded in succession, turning into a gorgeous curtain of light.

The heavy sword swept away the smoke, and the light curtain dissipated. Michael was still standing, but the Ghost Rider in front of him was gone.

Wanda landed: "Boss, is that ......?"

"An old acquaintance." Michael put away his heavy sword, "There might be a little bit of trouble in the next bit." ”