Marvel's I am MT

Barton was unfamiliar with the name Carter Slade, and it wasn't until the kid turned into a skeleton covered in fire that Barton remembered what he was.

Ghost Rider, Spirit of Vengeance, he has many names. But Barton didn't know why Ancient One wanted to find him. There seemed to be no connection between them at all, and Ancient One actually sent Niya for such a dangerous matter.

"Carter made a deal with the hell lord Mephisto and became the Ghost Rider. He can use the fire of hell to punish evil. This power is violent and dangerous, but also very wonderful."

Ancient One explained: "Mephisto has never been able to understand why the Ghost Rider born from his contract has the power to violate him, but we have found the answer."

The soft holy light shone from above, and the hellfire on Carter Slade's body turned white in the holy light. The flying flames turned into pieces of feathers of light, eventually forming two huge wings of light.

"Hidden under the violent flames of hell is the holy angel of punishment. This is the power of God Hogs, and it is also the last missing corner of the Book of Emperor Weishan."

"The Book of Weishan Emperor is the power of three gods. We also have three major sanctuaries on earth. The one in New York is the Hogs Sanctuary, the Osotu Sanctuary is in London, and the Agamotto Sanctuary is in East Asia."

"Now, the system that protects the earth can be complete again."

Barton walked around the Angel of Punishment and observed the form carefully. 35xs He had to admit that this punishment angel did possess a very pure divinity.

What surprised him even more was Niya, who was falling down. He hadn't seen her for more than ten years. It turned out that her purification magic was already so powerful. It seemed that Gu Yi was indeed a good teacher.

"Good morning, my goddess!" Slade put away his form and turned into a cowboy with a sunny face again.

But Niya was obviously not in a good mood and was a little listless. After Barton told her about the current situation in Alfheim last night, she became very worried. She was worried about the exiled Mia, the corrupted Siya, and even more worried about the people of Alfheim.

Niya wanted to return to Alfheim immediately, but was stopped by the Ancient One mage.

There is obviously the shadow of the Dark Order behind the changes in Alfheim. With Odin here, they don't dare to cause any big trouble blatantly, so they can maintain the status quo for the time being.

But as soon as Niya showed up, things were not that simple. The Book of Light has been integrated into Niya's soul, and the Dark Apostles will be more than willing to get rid of her.

So when she appeared, it meant that the war with the Dark Order had begun, and no one was ready for the war.

Niya listened to Gu Yi's persuasion and chose to endure it temporarily. She also clearly knew that she needed to be stronger. But she also couldn't bear to be separated from Barton all the time, and she hugged him and refused to let go.

"Supreme Master, before I leave, I actually have one more request. I have just established a group called the Illuminati, and I would like to invite you to join me. Can you please honor me?"

Barton finally said this shamelessly. But before Gu Yi expressed his position, Niya immediately raised her hands and shouted: "I join!"

"Of course you have joined. I am inviting the Supreme Mage."

"Then I'll join in." Carter Slade on the side also came to join in the fun.

Barton glanced at him, frowned and said, "You... I'm not sure you have this qualification. You'd better check it out for a while and consider it a trainee member."

"Okay, sir." Slade stepped aside and said nothing.

Master Ancient One replied: "Clint, you know I'm very busy. I can join your Illuminati, but I probably don't have time to help you."

"It doesn't matter, I'll try not to trouble you." Barton quickly added: "Then, it's settled."

Barton and Niya whispered for a while, made a lot of guarantees, and agreed to a series of treaties, but they still left. There is no one to guard the main body, so it is not advisable to leave it for too long.

Watching Barton sink into the giant tree, Slade quietly asked Ancient One: "Mage, why doesn't Mr. Victory like me?"

"Oh, Slade, you seem to be more out of touch with human society than I am." Ancient One gave him a strange look and walked away.

As soon as Barton woke up from his original body, there was a noise in his head and some slight tingling. Although he is quite powerful now, he still feels very uncomfortable.

"Sir!...Sir!...Sir!"

"Do you remember me? My name is Charles Xavier. We once spoke, one night twenty years ago..."

"Okay Charles, I do remember you, you were impressive. But can you please stop irritating my brain, it's very uncomfortable."

"I'm sorry, sir, you... are too powerful. Otherwise, my voice wouldn't be able to reach you."

"Really? In this case, maybe we should keep the story short."

"Sir, I'm currently working for a government agency, and we're looking for mutants. I didn't expect to find you again. Shall we meet and have a chat?"

Has it reached this point? Barton sighed in his heart, time flies so fast. It has been more than years since he came to this world.

"Charles, is there anyone else with you?"

"Well, there is a friend of mine. I understand what you mean. We will not tell others about your existence."

"Then you come to New York, I want to meet you too."

"Okay sir! I'll be there tomorrow! Thank you so much!"

After sending Charles away, Barton stood up from the ground. I had been lying on the top of the Empire State Building for almost a whole day. Not only was my body covered in dust, but my hair was still dry and astringent.

When he quietly returned to the Stark mansion, Howard was restless. He wore an extremely solemn outfit and was pretending to be in front of the mirror without knowing what he was practicing.

"Howard? Do you have an important occasion to attend?" Barton glanced at him and then went directly into the dressing room.

Howard seemed startled, and then quickly straightened his tie, but he couldn't see Barton's face, and he was speechless.

"I... uh huh... after serious consideration, I... oh Clint, you may not believe it, your invitation makes me feel a little inferior."

"Ha! Brother, your feeling is quite accurate. You know, just now, an angel applied for membership and could only get the status of a trainee member." Barton secretly laughed while changing clothes.

"Angels?" Howard asked with a question mark on his face: "Is there really such a thing in the world? I mean, does God's mythological system really exist? In the past few decades, I have almost been questioning my beliefs."

Barton walked out of the changing room: "Maybe, but I haven't seen God himself yet."

"What can I do for your Illuminati? You are a group of gods!" Howard said frustratedly: "I don't want to play a dispensable position in it based on friendship."

Barton came to him and patted his shoulder.

"Believe me, brother, you are a very important character."