Perhaps it was Michael's movements that made Ghost Rider feel that he was being slighted, and the fire on the skull suddenly exploded, and the flames seemed to suddenly rise a few inches. Ghost Rider let out a muffled roar from deep in his throat, and a black shadow pressed in. His right fist was raised, and the moment it struck, it was entangled in an inextinguishable flame. The fire visibly turned into light around his fist, and with a punch, the flames struck a narrow arc that sent the hot air towards the V-shaped eyepiece of Michael's armor.

Rumble!!!

There was a loud sound like a high explosive being detonated, and the flames erupted. The thick dust was engulfed in the hot air current, and it exploded along the cracks in the passages and walls.

A long black line shot out of the air wave, and black afterimages shot out of the dust curtain inside the prison, with a hiss that broke through the air, leaving a trace of flame in the air. Ghost Rider was blasted through the walls of the prison and flew across the clearing, bouncing twice across the clearing like a drifting pebble before slamming into the outer walls of the prison. He smashed a huge notch into the heavy wall.

The pitch-black armor broke through the dust, and Michael walked out of the prison with a smooth step, walking in the direction of the Ghost Rider. The Ghost Rider was embedded in the wall with his arms outstretched, and it took a moment for him to throw his head and jump back to the ground, the flames on the skeleton faintly seeming to dim a little.

But only for a moment. Soon the Ghost Rider's flames erupted again, and seemed to shine even brighter than before.

"You...... Guilty!!! ”

The Ghost Rider roared, kicked his footsteps, and the air currents on the soles of his feet exploded, and the ground exploded, and the rubble splattered. He rushed to Michael like a flaming black snake and punched again. Michael stood still, blocked two punches in a row, followed by five fingers and one piece, and grabbed the opponent's fist rack into the palm of his hand.

"Guilty? Maybe. "But it's not your turn — or your master — to judge." ”

He flicked Ghost Rider's fist aside with a mistake with his arm, his left palm erected to block another punch from Ghost Rider's hot pursuit, and his right palm opened almost at the same time, and the pulse exploded in Ghost Rider's abdomen. The Divine Domain Armor's pulsed light cannon contains powerful divine power, and even the power of the Evil Spirit Rider can't help but be a little unbearable. The huge impact staggered him again and again, but he finally stood still. But Michael's body spun and a roundhouse kick kicked him straight to the heart. The Ghost Rider raised his arm in a dull manner, and the strong leg force of the armor slammed him away, but this time it flew directly through the wall.

Michael walked out unhurriedly in the direction he flew out. He slowly walked to the edge of the crater smashed by the body of the Ghost Rider, and looked down, only to find that it was already empty.

The low roar of the engine came from not far away.

Michael turned his head to see the fiery headlights coming on from the darkness like ghostly fires. The tires of the tanks were burning with black chariots, and the flames of hell were burning on the hood in front of the chariot. The light from the headlights was like a demonic gaze, locking on Michael with a scorching temperature.

Ghost Rider sat in the driver's seat of the chariot, his hands on the steering wheel, staring at Michael through the windshield as if he were about to kill him, and the idling engine let out a demonstrative roar.

The chariot rushed out, like a bull in a bullring. The four tires trailed the trail of fire on the ground, and the flames on the front of the car fluttered in the wind.

It's blazing fast, it's a speed that no car in the world can ever reach, and it's a speed that only demonic power can give! It galloped in front of Michael like a beast, and the expanding flames were like fangs baring out, and they snapped at him!

The flames pierced the armor's body, and the chariot crashed through the afterimage—it was just an illusion. Ghost Rider caught a fleeting image in the mirror, slamming on the brakes, killing the steering wheel, dragging the body in an almost impossible arc of flame and twisting around before accelerating towards the armor behind him.

Suffocating speed, and scorching sweltering fire. The chariot of hell rushes towards you with a mountain-like aura, and the aura seems to transform into a demonic phantom on the roof of the car, the demon spits flames, opens its teeth and claws, and completely envelops the opponent with a shadow that covers the sky, making people feel that there is no way to avoid it.

Of course, that's for most people.

Michael stood calmly in place, his right palm was open, and a pitch-black heavy sword spat out of the golden circle, and the moment the blade was inserted into the ground, it was like a heavy hammer falling. Cracks spread on the concrete floor, and the entire site sank.

In the blink of an eye, the chariot of flames had rushed in front of him. Michael stepped aside, his body slightly short, and threw his heavy sword sideways in one hand. Jin Mang poured into the sword body along his arm, and the majestic divine power enveloped the heavy sword. The moment the heavy sword and the chariot collided, it seemed to explode into a roar together, and the entire chariot in the sprint actually flipped to the ground under the divine power! The right side of the chariot was sliced open with long sword marks, and red gold flames overflowed from the cracks. The left side of the car landed on the ground, and under the action of inertia, it sprinted unabatedly, and the spark more than ten meters long was violently dragged out on the ground, until the whole car crashed into the bottom of a building, and a large ball of flames exploded with a bang.

But that's not all! The flaming figure flew out of the flames, and the Ghost Knight held a steel pipe in his hand, and the pipe was wrapped with red gold flames!

It is one of Ghost Rider's special abilities, which allows him to use his own flames as a weapon on anything he touches. It was no ordinary fire, it was an inferno fire that would never be extinguished, and the wounds burned by the hellfire could not be healed by any means, even the soul would be burned. In the worst cases, even existence may be wiped out.

But hellfire...... It's not anything very unusual.

Michael is still standing in place, but he has switched from one hand to two with his sword. Layers of blue light wrapped around the sword body of the heavy sword, and the domineering force field surged out, shaking the gravel and splashing it. He swung his heavy sword, the blade of which slammed into the flaming steel pipe......

All the glass along the street shattered in an instant, and the waves of blue light and flames swept across the ground. A shadow flew upside down from the center of the explosion, and the flame-extinguished steel pipe was broken into seven or eight pieces, and it fell to the ground in a ping-pong ball.

Michael put away his heavy sword and walked slowly to where Ghost Rider had landed, and when he looked down, the flaming skeleton was gone.

The transformation was lifted.

"Mr. Reyes." Michael spoke in a calm tone, as if the other party was not the guy who had just fought him to the death, "First time we met, maybe we can talk a little." ”