The ghost's spirit pierced through the wall, and suddenly, it rushed straight at the two people in the middle of the road. Wanda's keen perception made Wanda sense that something was wrong for the first time, and without thinking about it, she opened her arms in front of Michael. The uncontrollable ghost slammed into her head-on, half of her body penetrating into her body.

The eerie coolness instantly invaded Wanda's body, and the breath like a cold man's back quickly spread towards her limbs. For a moment she thought her breath was going to be cut off, until the waves of chaotic magic in all directions spontaneously surged towards her as if they had sensed something, rushing into her body. The abundant magic power blasted the ghost out without saying a word, and the crimson magic exploded like a dark red electric current.

The ghost was blasted out of her body and rolled back twice in a fluttering circle, with a surprised expression.

It was a semi-bald man with round lenses on his face and a round figure. His name is Charlie, and he was also a member of Dr. Lucy's team, but he also ended up with Eli's plot.

He glanced at Wanda with deep jealousy in his eyes, and seemed to decide not to provoke this strange little witch for the time being. He stepped back and re-intracted into the wall, only to emerge from the other side of the aisle a second later, trying to bypass Wanda and attack Michael.

But this Mr. Ghost seems to have miscalculated a little.

That is, no matter which of these two people it is, he will never be able to provoke him.

Out of the corner of Michael's eyes, he saw the ghost with a pale yellow body coming out of the wall, grabbing him with both hands raised like a zombie in a horror movie. Michael didn't panic, just raised his hand slightly, and met it with a spell ring in his palm. The ghost's claws gripped in front of him, his five fingers grasping the golden spell ring, and his fingers scratched at the circle of fierce sparks. A powerful backlash burst out, shaking the ghost and looking at the two men in shock.

"You ...... Who is it? He couldn't help but ask, hesitantly.

Michael didn't care. With a slight hook of his fingers, transparent ripples suddenly appeared in the space, several golden rays pierced out like sharp arrows, and several chains violently wrapped around the ghost's body. The golden light that formed the chain seemed to be flowing continuously, and the golden strangulation marks were engraved on the joints of the ghost's body more and more deeply. The ghost screamed in pain, it was a burning pain in the soul, and it was heartbreaking.

"You're already dead." Michael said lightly, "The dead should stay in hell." ”

His hands were sealed, his right arm was sticking out, and his palm was open. The golden magic array suddenly opened up on the soles of the ghost's feet, and black qi overflowed, and the center of the magic circle seemed to have been dug into a hollow, a pitch-black, deep, bottomless black hole-like hollow. The boundless gravitational pull was released from it, like thousands of ghost hands dragging Charlie's spirit inside. Charlie raised his head and let out the most desperate and terrible howl, and his whole body disintegrated bit by bit, and was dragged into the bottomless abyss, and even the continuous screams gradually faded away, as if disappearing into the depths of hell.

Michael put his hands back in his pockets, looked at them without further glances, and then turned and continued walking towards the prison, as if he had done a little thing that was not worth it.

Eli Morrow's cell wasn't too far from the entrance, and they should be at their destination soon following Shirley's instructions. But given the current chaos in the prison and the ghosts that had come out to ambush them, it was clear that they couldn't hope much of finding Eli.

In all likelihood, the ghosts have already taken Eli Morro before they do.

Wanda looked at the place where she had just encountered the ghost behind her, and couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine. She asked, "What the hell is that?" It's uncomfortable. Is that thing really a ghost? ”

"You can say that, it's not much different from a real ghost anyway." Michael explained to her, "They used the knowledge from the Dark Book to create a forbidden machine that could connect to a dimension that humans shouldn't have access to. Eli imprisoned his colleagues on his team one by one into the machine and tried to use it to destroy them. The machines extracted a large amount of dark energy from other dimensions, causing their bodies to transform in a quantum state, and the physical presence was diluted into this spirit-like pattern.

I haven't seen the machine with my own eyes, and I've never read the Dark Books, but from their current state, I think it's likely to resemble some kind of permanent 'phase shift'. Their bodies are forcibly disguised, so they behave like ghosts as they are often believed......"

He stopped at this point. He glanced sideways at Wanda, and saw that the little witch was clearly confused, but still trying to make a serious appearance.

So he put it another way: "...... To put it simply, you can also understand that their bodies have been destroyed, so they have become ghosts. ”

"Oh." Wanda nodded. She seems to understand a little bit of this.

Michael turned his head and moved on. Wanda followed him, secretly feeling a little surprised.

I always felt as if Mr. El Paso had changed somewhere. How so...... Seems to have become too talkative?

If it was before, he would only say "I'll handle this matter" or something, and then go alone. But this time he explained to her in detail what had happened, and took her with him to the prison to find Eli Morrow, and answered her questions so patiently......

Is it a delusion?

As expected, they were a step too late. When they arrived at Eli's cell, the door had been opened, and Eli himself had long since disappeared, and the floor was littered with slurs.

Michael pressed the headset, "Can you catch up to Eli's position, Shirley?" ”

"Prison surveillance footage has been cut off." Shirley replied, "I'm asking Ultron to call up a city-wide surveillance system and try to search for Eli Morrow's location. ”

"Okay, let me know as soon as you have any news."

"You ......"

The man's voice rang out at the cell door. The two of them turned around and saw a man in a black leather coat and sneakers standing there, his teeth clenched and sweating, his hands clenched into fists, his whole body trembling slightly from the exertion, as if he was trying to restrain himself.

“...... Where did you get my uncle!? ”

He asked aloud, and at the end even his voice seemed to be distorted, eerie and hoarse, as if it were a roar from the depths of hell. The flames burst into flames, and the skin on the man's face peeled off piece by piece like an aging wall paint, and the flames pierced out from under the skin. Until every piece of his skin was burned to the ground, and his entire head was completely reduced to a blazing white skull.

Ghost Rider!