Every gunshot, every explosion, every slash, a spark burst out in the dim laboratory, illuminating the figures on the wall like ghosts. If you don’t look at them with your eyes but feel them with your own ears, nose, skin and intuition, it is easy to think that the high-temperature halberd flashing with lightning always passes through your head. Fitz and Mike bent over and shrank their heads and ran towards the exit of the laboratory, trying to resist the sharp howling of the eardrums that could almost pierce the eardrums and cut through the air, as well as the scent of the smoke of the emitter medicines that seemed to be right in front of the nose, the odor of the burning bones and the scent of the flames.

Even though they had crawled to the exit of the laboratory, the cold feeling of the back of their necks was still lingering, as if the fear hidden deep in the genes of human beings was yelling, urging them to shrink into a ball. Fitz and Mike had to muster up the courage to urge their hands and feet to continue moving. They couldn't even see the movements of the giant wearing golden power armor, as if the existence of the Imperial Guard was as gorgeous as his power armor. As an ordinary person, Fitz and Mike could only see the flames splashed out by the Ghost Rider every time they were attacked. The walls of the laboratory were constantly baptized by mass explosive bombs, and the high-strength concrete and radiation-proof coating were crushed like butter biscuits.

This is not a battle that ordinary people should participate in!

Mike whispered, while thinking in his mind whether to call for reinforcements.

This idea was extinguished by him as soon as it appeared. Later, Mike thought that this idea was too stupid and would only implicate his companions to die. Moreover, considering the identity of the master behind the scenes, if the person was angered, the experiences of SHIELD were vividly remembered. Now Agent Colson has finally won the recognition of Congress, but it cannot guarantee that the madman who threw nuclear bombs at will will not attack them again - even if Mike knew that it was to avoid the transmission of alien parasites, the man's cold-blooded attitude was enough to make people's blood freeze, and the same cold-blooded armed personnel as him were even more frightening.

After escaping from the laboratory, Fitz assured Mike that he had never seen such beautiful fireworks in his life, but that was a story later. In Fitz's recurring nightmare in the future, the body of the guards in the dark swamp was always shrouded in a layer of light. It was not sunlight, not firelight, not external light sources such as lights or even electric light on the halberd, but light emitted from the inside out, mysterious and unknown power hovered around the power armor, driving away the malice of the shadows hidden under the darkness.

He had read H.P. Lovecraft's novels and regarded them as fantasy and horror literature. However, Fitz is now very glad that he had read a sentence written by Lovecraft: "I think the most kind thing in this world is that the human mind cannot associate what he knows and thinks." He dared not imagine what he saw, how the terrible destruction of the rational world hidden in those shadows, and he was only glad that those things were far away enough from him, even if the person who protected him was not very friendly.

"The place is as dark as a hare nest full of mud." After Leopold Fitz married Jenma Simmons, he talked about his dreams and this terrible encounter in a chat. Fitz tried his best to exaggerate the scene at that time and his bravery to prevent Simmons from worrying too much.

Constantine inserted the long halberd blade into the body of the Ghost Knight's burning flames. The large-caliber bomb gun was close to the enemy's body. The quasi-explosive bomb sprayed from the barrel kept hitting the body of the Ghost Knight like a war hammer with sharp horns, and easily drilled through, crushed, and the bone fragments burning with flames were blown all over the ground. Constantine did not feel that there was any difficulty in this battle. If the target of the attachment of the Spirit of Revenge was not an ordinary person like Robbie Reyes, but a genetically modified warrior like him, Constantine felt that he might have to spend some effort - however, the Imperial Guard was the perfect human created by the monarch of the Immortal City with dark technology and genetic alchemy. Even if Robbie Reyes had the power of the Spirit of Revenge, his attack was no different from slow motion in Constantine's opinion.

Constantine also considered the impact of the Hellfire on the Ghost Rider on him. According to the available data, the power conversion ability is amazing and can quickly homogenize inorganic matter. However, surprisingly, the flames emitted by Robbie Reyes from his hollow eyes not only failed to attach to the Baroque power armor of the Guards, but were inexplicably extinguished before contacting Constantine, as if they had never existed.

Perhaps it was because Robbie Reyes had not fully accepted the power of the Revenge Spirit? Constantine shook her head after pulling the trigger. There was currently a lack of corresponding information and he could not make a judgment. The only information about Robbie Reyes' combat capabilities had been submitted by Wanda Maximov at his urging and compared with the first ghost knight Johnny Blaze.

The only thing that is a little troublesome is that the recovery ability of the Ghost Rider seems to be enhanced. Robbie Reyes' recovery speed is getting faster and faster, and the external dimension energy is constantly shaped into material in the real world. Every time Constantine defeats (not kills, but makes him lose his ability to move), he will feel that the Ghost Rider has become stronger. It took half a second to defeat the Ghost Rider for the first time, the second to be 1.3 seconds, the third to be 2.1 seconds, the fourth to fifth times, the Ghost Rider's recovery speed is gradually accelerating. Constantine maintains a high-intensity swing, but even a perfect human needs to decompose lactic acid to restore his body to its state, and at the same time digest the high-energy nutrient solution injected by the power armor maintenance system.

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Constantine slowly exhaled a breath of hot air, and the power armor's oxygen supply system immediately instilled oxygen into his lungs. The modified lungs quickly exchanged gas. The hemoglobin rushing into his blood vessels combined with oxygen at a much more efficient than ordinary people. The mitochondria worked frantically, so that his body temperature rose by two degrees Celsius. He rejected the suggestion of injecting combat agents recommended by the power armor control system, which was completely unnecessary for him. He rotated the long halberd, poked the skull of the Ghost Rider with a spike end, nailed it to the concrete ground and then stomped it with steel boots. The flames lingering on the Ghost Rider's body were almost extinguished.

Even if he can't figure out the situation, it will not hinder his massacre of the Ghost Knight.

"Hurry up, Mike!" Fitz ran in front through the corridor, turning a blind eye to the expensive equipment brought from S.H.E.L.D. base. At this moment, he was extremely panicked. There were one charred hole after another on the light suit. These were the damage caused by the rain of fire that Constantine drooled in that battle. His short brown hair was also burned a little. Fitz felt his lungs filled with sulfur, and the fire of hell was burning violently on his throat. He swallowed a mouthful of rust-smelling saliva, "We are going to the Kun-style fighter! We need support!"

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

He had no objection to Fitz's idea, but he was not sure whether the Kun-style warplanes could control the situation, especially one of them was wearing heavy power armor. The sound of concrete shattering was still clearly audible even through the heavy walls of the corridor. Mike had to listen carefully and was ready to reach out and grab Fitz at any time, because the man wearing golden power armor and the Ghost Rider had bumped out of the corridor wall in front of them more than once. Mike didn't think those two would be kind enough to pay attention to innocent civilians. If Fitz bumped those two, the outcome would be no different from being hit by a high-speed truck.

Fortunately, in order to transport equipment, the Kun-style fighter jet was not far away.

Fitz and Mike ran out of the passage, and the sunlight immediately sprinkled on them, as if they had left their nightmare behind (actually Mike could still hear the impact behind him). "Hurry up!" Mike pointed to the Kun-style fighter and said, "We'd better communicate with HQ and make a decision."

“Yes, I am whatwaaaaa—”
Chapter completed!