Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 961 Hellfire and Under the Halo (First Update)
Every gunshot, every explosion, every slash, a ball of sparks erupted in the dark laboratory, illuminating the figures on the wall like ghosts.If you don't see it with your eyes but feel it with your ears, nose, skin, and intuition, it's easy to think that the flashing halberd is always flying across your head.Fitz and Mike stooped at the same time and ran towards the exit of the laboratory with their heads shrunk, trying their best to resist the sharp whistling that could almost pierce the eardrums, the sharp blade piercing the air, and the propellant that seemed to be right in front of their noses The smell of gunpowder, the stench of burning bones, and the sulphurous smell of the flames brings terror.

Even after crawling to the exit of the laboratory, this chilling feeling on the back of the neck still lingers, as if the fear hidden in the depths of human genes is shouting, urging them to huddle together, Fitz and Mike must encourage Only with enough courage can I urge my hands and feet to continue to move.They couldn't even see the giant's movements in the golden power armor clearly, as if the existence of the Praetorian Guards was just like his power armor, as gorgeous as an illusory baroque dream.As ordinary people, Fitz and Mike could only see the sputtering flames every time the Ghost Rider was attacked, the walls of the laboratory were constantly baptized by bombs, and the high-strength concrete and anti-radiation coating looked like butter biscuits Crush like that.

This is not a battle that ordinary people should be involved in!
Mike cursed under his breath as he pondered in his mind whether to call for reinforcements.

He snuffed out this idea as soon as it appeared. Later, Mike thought that this idea was too stupid and would only cause his companions to die.And considering the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes, if you offend that person, what happened to S.H.I.E.L.D. can be vividly remembered.Now that Agent Coulson has finally been recognized by Congress, there is no guarantee that the lunatic who threw nuclear bombs at will will not attack them again—even if Mike knew that it was to avoid alien parasite infection, but the man's cold-blooded and ruthless attitude Enough to make people's blood freeze, and the armed personnel who are as cold-blooded as him are even more terrifying.

After a narrow escape from the lab, Fitz assures Mike that he's never seen such a beautiful firework in his life, but that's for another day.In Fitz's recurring nightmares in the future, the guards in the dark swamp are always shrouded in a shimmer.It is not sunlight, not fire, not lights or even the electric light on the halberd. It is the light emitted from the inside out. Mysterious and unknown power hovers around that piece of power armor, driving away the shadows hidden under the wrapping of darkness. malicious.

He had read HP Lovecraft's novels and regarded them as fantasy horror literature.However, Fitz is now very grateful that he has read a sentence that Lovecraft once wrote: "I think that the most merciful thing in the world is that the human mind cannot connect what it knows and thinks together."He didn't dare to imagine what he saw, what kind of horrific destruction of the rational world lurks in those shadows, he was only thankful that those things were far enough away from him, even if the attitude of the person protecting him was not very friendly.

"The place was as dark as a muddy hare's nest." Leopold Fitz talked about his dreams and this terrible encounter in a chat after he married Gemma Simmons.Fitz exaggerated the scene and his own bravery so that Simmons wouldn't worry too much.

Constantine inserted the halberd blade into the flaming body of the ghost knight, and the large-caliber bolter fired close to the enemy's body. Like a pointed warhammer, it kept beating on the Ghost Rider's body, easily piercing and smashing it, and the burning bone fragments were blown all over the ground.Constantine didn't feel that there was any difficulty in this battle. If the target of the Spirit of Vengeance was not an ordinary person like Robbie Reyes, but a genetically modified fighter like him, Constantine felt that he would It may take a little effort—but the Imperial Guard is a perfect human being created by the monarch of the Immortal City with dark technology and genetic alchemy. Even if Robbie Reyes has the power of the Spirit of Vengeance, every attack of his Constantine seemed to be no different from slow motion.

Constantine also considered the influence of the hellfire on Ghost Rider on himself. According to the available information, this kind of power has an astonishing ability to transform, and it can quickly homogenize inorganic substances.Surprisingly, however, the flames fired from Robbie Reyes' hollow eyes not only failed to attach to the Praetorian's baroque power armor, but even inexplicably extinguished before it touched Constantine. As if it never existed.

Maybe it's because Robbie Reyes hasn't fully embraced the power of the Vengeful Spirit?Constantine shook his head after pulling the trigger.At present, there is no corresponding information, so he can’t make a judgment. The only information about Robbie Reyes’ combat capabilities has been submitted by Wanda Maximoff at his urging, and it is related to the first Ghost Rider. Johnny Blazer for the comparison.

The only troublesome thing is that Ghost Rider's recovery ability seems to be enhanced.Robbie Reyes' recovery speed is getting faster and faster, and the extradimensional energy is constantly being shaped into the matter of the real world. Every time Constantine beats (not kills, but incapacitates) him, he feels evil. Ghost Rider got a bit stronger - it took half a second to defeat Ghost Rider the first time, [-] seconds the second time, [-] seconds the third time, [-]th time, [-]th time, Ghost Rider The recovery speed of the knight is gradually accelerated.Constantine maintains a high-intensity swing, but even a perfect human needs to decompose lactic acid to restore his body, and at the same time digest the high-energy nutrient solution injected by the power armor life support system.

So he breathed for the first time since the fight began.

Constantine exhaled a breath of hot air slowly, and the oxygen supply system of the power armor immediately infused oxygen into his lungs. The modified lungs quickly exchanged gases, and the hemoglobin rushing in his blood vessels combined with the efficiency far beyond ordinary people. Oxygen, the mitochondria worked like crazy, so much so that his body temperature rose two degrees Celsius.He rejected the suggestion of injecting combat medicine recommended by the power armor control system, this kind of work was completely unnecessary for him.He spun the halberd, pierced the Ghost Rider's skull with the spiked end of the long handle, nailed it to the concrete floor and crushed it with his steel boots.

Even if he couldn't figure out the situation, it didn't hinder his massacre of the Ghost Rider.

"Hurry up, Mike!" Fitz ran ahead through the corridor, ignoring the expensive equipment brought from the S.H.I.E.L.D. base along the way.At this moment, he was extremely flustered, and there were scorched black holes one after another in the light-colored suit. These were the injuries caused by the fire and rain sprinkled by Constantine in that battle, and his short brown hair was also somewhat burnt. .Fitz felt his lungs fill with brimstone, and the flames of hell were burning violently at his throat.He gulped down his rust-smelling saliva. "We're going to the Quinjet! We need backup!"

"Be careful, little monkey!" Mike quickly followed.

He had no problem with Fitz's idea, but he wasn't sure if the Quinjets would be able to control the situation, especially since one of them was wearing heavy power armor.The sound of concrete cracking was still clearly audible even through the thick walls of the corridor. Mike had to listen carefully, ready to reach out and grab Fitz at any time, because the man in golden power armor and the ghost rider came from the front of them more than once. Bumped out of the hallway walls.Mike didn't think those two would be kind enough to pay attention to innocent civilians. If Fitz hit them, it would be no different from being hit by a speeding truck.

Fortunately, in order to transport equipment, the stop of the Quinjet fighter was not far away.

Fitz and Mike ran out of the tunnel, and the sunlight hit them immediately, as if they had put the nightmare behind them (Mike could still hear the crash behind him). "Hurry up!" Mike said, pointing at the Quinjet. "We'd better talk to HQ and make a decision."

"Yeah, I whatwaaaaaa—"

Accompanied by Fitz's exclamation, Mike stared dumbfounded at the Quinjet fighter floating up without anyone operating it.

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)