Marvel: This Magneto is a good guy

The Avengers really couldn't hold on any longer. As soon as they appeared, the two Ghost Riders immediately joined forces to fight them.

In just a few minutes, Black Widow and Taskmaster were beaten into coma, Wolverine was stuck on a lightning rod in a building and read a message, Iron Man was delayed for something and he still hasn't come over, and Bruce Banna is still at his home. Among the onlookers, only Captain America is left struggling to support himself.

As for the braised eggs? Sorry, he doesn't have the habit of charging into battle...

When Eric arrived, he saw this lineup and couldn't help but slap his forehead. With this lineup, how could he fight the Ghost Rider? Still fighting two at a time, isn't this looking for death?

His arrival also attracted the attention of the two Ghost Riders. The Ghost Rider transformed by Johnny Blaze actually nodded to him in a friendly manner, but this action was different in the eyes of the other Ghost Rider. What does it mean, reinforcements are coming? Okay, I'll call for reinforcements first!

Ghost Rider No. 2 twisted the handlebar, and the motorcycle roared and crashed towards Eric. The hot hellfire left a fire mark on the ground, pointed straight at Eric, and killed Eric. I was stunned for a while.

what's the situation? Who comes to beat whom? Are you still being reasonable?

While his thoughts were swirling, Ghost Rider No. 2 had already arrived in front of Eric. Eric could clearly see every line on the skull's face. A strange look suddenly bloomed in the eyes of Ghost Rider No. 2. The firelight stared directly at Eric.

The eye of judgment! Eric felt his hair stand on end and was sweating profusely, but he waited for a long time, eh? Is that a big deal?

Ghost Rider No. 2 was also a little puzzled. He tilted his head and looked at him, not knowing what kind of creature he encountered.

"What's going on? Am I immune to the Eye of Judgment?" Eric narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth. Although he didn't know what was going on, the Ghost Rider's signature move didn't seem to work on him! So what are you afraid of? let's hit!

Eric punched out and hit Ghost Rider No. 2 on the head. Ghost Rider No. 2 was tilting his head to look cute. He was sent flying far away by the punch. It took him a long time to start running.

"Who are you?" Eric flew over lightly, floating above Ghost Rider No. 2, looking down at him from top to bottom. The pressure of the heavenly father made Ghost Rider No. 2 retreat continuously.

"Roar!" Ghost Rider No. 2 seemed to be dissatisfied with being forced back, and let out a roar. The hell fire suddenly surged, and actually condensed two hell fire whips, and roared as he waved them.

"Interesting, it seems that the rumors are true. Each Ghost Rider, in addition to the fire of hell and the eye of judgment, has its own unique skills." Eric was amazed. The number one Ghost Rider over there But he stopped, swung the iron chain onto his back, stretched out his hands, and condensed a long stick of hellfire.

Eric looked left and right, looked at the sky speechlessly, and waved his hand to Ghost Rider No. 1, "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

During the gag, Ghost Rider No. 2 came up again. He couldn't fly, but the hellfire whip could be extended infinitely. With a wave of his arm, the whip crossed a semicircle, getting longer and longer, and the tip of the whip accurately moved towards Eric called.

Eric waved casually, repelling the long whip with a unified stance, and looked at him contemptuously, "Do you like this kind of tone? Then I will play with you!"

After saying that, Eric raised one hand, and a large amount of metal rose up from the ground. They continued to combine in the air and turned into a metal octopus more than ten meters high, waving eight giant tentacles and spreading its teeth and claws.

"Quack..." Ghost Rider No. 1 drove up to Eric, pointed at Ghost Rider No. 2, and made bursts of harsh ridicule.

Eric hurriedly covered his ears and took a step back. The sound was so unpleasant!

The metal octopus is not a life or a machine, it is just a pile of scrap metal controlled by Eric. The Ghost Rider's Eye of Judgment and the demonization of the mount have no effect. Only the fire of hell can pose a certain influence on it. harm.

But how could Eric watch helplessly as the metal octopus was being dismantled, his fingers moved slightly, and the car not far away was quickly dismembered and added to the metal octopus. Eric has used this technique too much. He is a master of magnetic field control. It is perfect to use this technique to deal with opponents like Ghost Rider who lack a string in their brains.

No, Ghost Rider No. 2 was quickly attracted to his attention. He waved his whip and the hellfire exploded. He wanted to deal with the metal octopus first, but the metal octopus was under the control of the evil Eric, and the speed of completion was forever. It was faster than he could destroy it, and he couldn't tear it down even if he beat it for a year.

Ghost Rider No. 2 finally reacted, ignored the metal octopus, pointed his spearhead at Eric again, and rushed over with his whip.

"Idiot!" Eric snorted disdainfully. The metal octopus suddenly stretched out two tentacles, tightly wrapped around the neck of Ghost Rider No. 2 from behind, and pulled him off the motorcycle.

Ghost Rider No. 2 immediately began to fight back. He was immortal and would not die even if his head fell off, so he didn't care about his strangled head. He held the octopus's tentacles with both hands and ignited strong hellfire.

Eric grinned and tapped his finger. A blue light flashed on the metal octopus, and a space fault separated the two. In a short period of time, the fire of hell could not burn the space fault at all.

"I remember this trick seemed to work." Eric suddenly reached out and pulled. One of the two tentacles of the metal octopus held down the back of Ghost Rider No. 2, and the other tightly held his chin, and fiercely Pulling back, bending his neck into a weird arc.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Ghost Rider No. 2 slapped his tentacles helplessly like a drowning man. The hellfire quickly subsided, and he soon recovered into a strong young man, coughing violently.

Seeing that the other party had returned to normal, Eric waved his hand gently, and the metal octopus tentacles relaxed a little, giving the young man a chance to breathe, and Ghost Rider No. 1 slowly faded and transformed back to Johnny Blaze.

"Tell me, what's your name? Why did you come here to fight him?" Eric pointed at Johnny Blaze with his chin, and secretly compared the two men. One of them was strong and the other was thin, but there was a hint of the same charm between their eyebrows.

"How did you find me? Why did you want to kill me as soon as you met?" Johnny Blaze also stared at the young man, obviously he didn't know him either.

The young man seemed to be desperate, and smiled bitterly at the two people, "Danny Cage, my name is Danny Cage, Mephisto asked me to come here, he took my sister's soul and asked me to kill you to return it to me."

"Danny?!" Johnny Blaze suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the other party in disbelief, "You, are you really Danny? Is your mother's name Naomi Kyle?"

"You! How do you know?" Danny Cage also widened his eyes.

"Oh my God, I'm your brother!" Johnny Blaze stepped forward and hugged Danny Cage.

"Puff!" Eric almost spit out a mouthful of blood, "Is he really targeting his long-lost brother?"