Waves mixed with ice pounded against the deserted beach, and black rain began to fall in the sky. Wang Dali frowned and took out an umbrella from the portal, but the Ghost Rider raised his head and drank two drops of rain with his mouth, which had no lips left.

"Tsk, it tastes good."

In this black, ominous rain, the hellfire on Ghost Rider's body swelled more and more as if it had been fueled. The flames that enlarged the two valves were beating desperately outward, trying to get more rain.

But in this combined sound of rain and waves, there was a trace of discordant notes.

A shadow waded over the shattered wreckage on the beach, a mist of shadows from the white sand obscuring his whereabouts. His iron hooves trampled on the ground and sparks erupted, revealing a behemoth in the fog.

His burly body is a terrifying fusion of man and horse, an invulnerable monster of invulnerable iron armor. The black plate armor on his body had some words engraved on it, but he could only vaguely remember the exact meaning.

Behind the visor, there was a raging spiritual fire, and the soul in it was already cold and dead, and at the same time vicious and vivid.

It was a heavily armored undead centaur that was at least three meters tall and more than four meters long from head to hoof. At this time, with eyes that were by no means kind, he looked at the Evil Spirit Knight and Wang Dali standing on the beach from a distance.

"Hehe, it's delicious to deliver to your door!"

But after looking at the giant centaur, the smile on Ghost Rider's face grew even bigger. The flames licked the corners of his mouth, and he sat in his beloved chariot, and under the influence of the flames of hell, he showed everyone what it means to be truly one.

The eyes of the two knights met in mid-air, as if a medieval picture had awakened from ancient history. But one of them is a ghost rider from the modern era, and the other is General Valoran, who has been dead for many years.

At this point, the words in their eyes are exactly the same as their demands - kill, then eat each other.

"The shadow is my armor, and fear is my strength! I am the Shadow of War - Hecarim! ”

As the centaurs called, the pale beach erupted in a commotion, and a group of dark knights in shining armor floated out of the water. The ancient armor of their entire bodies shone with a strange cold light, and the black swords in their hands shone with the edge of a shadow.

"Ghost Rider!"

Ghost Rider, who sensed the immense sin from Hecarim, couldn't wait. His left hand gripped the handlebars of his motorcycle, and his right hand grasped his own chains, which had been covered in flames. Amid the furious sound of motorcycle engines, Ghost Rider took the lead in charging Hecarim and the cavalry legions behind him.

"Charge!"

Forked lightning tore through the sky, and Hecarim raised his front hooves and stood high. He lowered the black-bladed halberd in his hand slightly, and led the knights behind him to charge together, raising large chunks of sand and bone chips.

Half of the pale sand is made up of sand, and the other half is crushed bone.

The advantage of cavalry is that it is invincible in the charge, and speed is power. Compared with the war horse with a longer acceleration time, the motorcycle produced in modern times and now does not eat oil and fire, undoubtedly occupies a greater advantage.

Before Hecarim and the cavalry legion behind him could accelerate to their peak, the Ghost Knight had already crossed a hundred meters to reach them.

"Die!"

Hecarim rode in front of his head, his barbed halberd slashing at the Ghost Rider.

The blow was like a thunderbolt, slicing Johnny's chains strengthened by hellfire in two with the help of shadows and blades.

But the chains weren't swords, and after some of them were severed, the remaining part was struck hard by Johnny on Hecarim with inertia, leaving a clear mark of the chains burning.

The centaur knight snorted, crushing the cry of pain into his heavy armor.

The two staggered, and the Ghost Knight continued forward, threatening to collide head-on with the cavalry legion behind Hecarim.

The Ghost Knights rode forward without saying a word, trampling everything in front of them. They raised their heavy swords, ready to slash the Ghost Rider into shreds as soon as they came into contact with him.

However, at some point, Wang Dali stood between the Ghost Rider and the Shadow Cavalry.

"The two of them go head-to-head, so don't get involved."

Wang Dali threw out his palm like a duck, and shot out a monstrous wave of qi. The whirling force enveloped the air, forming a massive tornado in front of the Shadow Cavalry.

Manpower is sometimes poor, and it's the same for ghosts. In the face of a huge tornado howling, their heavily armored knights were no different from the sand on the beach. Before these ghosts could make any moves, they were involuntarily swept into it.

In just a few seconds, the cavalry that could destroy a town had all disappeared from the beach. But such a strong wind did not affect Ghost Rider and Hecarim, and the two turned around, ready for the next face-to-face collision.

……

Looking at the tornado on the beach in the distance, Maukei, the spirit of nature twisted by powerful dark magic, was silent for a moment and took his own steps.

He was a giant tree of nature, originally the largest and strongest on the island, holding on to his life when the dark energy came to him.

But his body was inevitably affected by the dark energy, and the lush branches and leaves withered and fell, turning from the original emerald green to dead black, and its body became ugly as a result.

He had been wandering the cursed Isle of Shadows, searching for any remaining breath of life that might have been left behind, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, while killing the island's wraiths. When he saw a tornado on the beach, he immediately realized what was going on there.

On the dead Isle of Shadows, change is a good thing.

But he wasn't the only Shadow Isle resident who felt the tornado on the beach.

"Oh? Looks like there's a terrible guy on the island. ”

The Warden of Hammerstone stood high above the ruins of Shadow Isle and looked out towards the beach, carrying a soul-locking lamp that was emitting a miserable green glow.

Because Wang Dali went to the Marvel world to find Johnny, one day has actually passed in Valoran. He could feel that the aura of Karthhas had suddenly disappeared from the spider god yesterday, and if he reported to him one night, the Warden of Hammerstone asked Hecarim to come over and take a look.

And looking at the movement on the other side of the beach, Hekarim seems to be in a bitter battle. Hammerstone shook the scythe hook in his hand, making a crisp sound of chains.

"It's rare to meet a strong enemy, and Maudecaesar should be over. And there seems to be a very interesting angelic soul there......"