Marvel's Magneto is a good guy

The Avengers couldn't hold on any longer. They had just appeared, and the two Ghost Riders immediately joined forces to fight them.

In just a few minutes, Black Widow and Taskmaster fought so hard that they fell into a coma, Wolverine was stuck on a lightning rod in a building and read a message, Iron Man was delayed for something and he still hadn't come over, and Bruce Banna was still doing it at his house. Among the onlookers, only Captain America was left struggling to support himself.

When Eric arrived, he saw this lineup and couldn't help but slapped his forehead. With this lineup, why should we fight Ghost Riders or 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. Meaning, reinforcements are coming, I will send reinforcements first

The No. Ghost Rider twisted the handlebar, the motorcycle roared, and it slammed into Eric. The hot hellfire left a fire mark on the ground, pointing straight at Eric, screwing Eric up. I was stunned for a while.

Under what circumstances, whoever comes over to beat whomever is still being unreasonable?

While his thoughts were swirling, Ghost Rider No. 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. . The fire was staring directly at Eric.

Eye of Judgment Eric felt his hair stand on end and was sweating profusely, but after waiting for a long time, um, nothing happened.

Ghost Rider No. was also a little puzzled, tilting his head to look at him, not knowing what kind of creature he met.

"What's going on? I'm 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, Ghost Rider's signature move didn't seem to work on him. So why should he be afraid of fighting?

Eric punched out and hit Ghost Rider No. on the head. Ghost Rider No. 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. , looking down at him from top to bottom. The pressure of the heavenly father made Ghost Rider No. retreat continuously.

"Roar" Ghost Rider No. 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 unwilling to give in, he 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. , "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

During the gag, Ghost Rider No. 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, "If 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, quack," Ghost Rider No. drove to Eric, pointed at Ghost Rider No. , and made bursts of harsh ridicule.

Eric hurriedly covered his ears and took a step back. The sound was too 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 the metal octopus being dismantled? With a slight movement of his fingers, the car not far away was quickly dismembered and added to the metal octopus. Eric is too lazy to use this kind of move. He is a master of magnetic field control system. It is perfect to use this move to deal with opponents like Ghost Rider who lack a string in their brains.

No, the No. Ghost Rider quickly attracted attention, waving his long 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 a little bit faster than what he destroyed, and he couldn't tear it apart even after a year.

The No. Ghost Rider finally came to his senses, ignored the metal octopus, pointed his finger at Eric again, and rushed over with a long whip.

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

The No. Ghost Rider immediately started to fight back. He was immortal, even if his head fell off, he couldn't die, so he didn't care about his strangled head. He held onto the tentacles of the octopus with both hands and ignited a strong hellfire.

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

"I remember this trick seems to be useful." Eric suddenly stretched out his hand, and the two tentacles of the metal octopus pressed down on the back of No. Pulling back, bending his neck into an eerie arc.

"Cough cough cough" Ghost Rider No. was like a drowning man, flapping his tentacles helplessly. The fire of hell quickly subsided, and he soon returned to a strong young man, letting out a violent cough.

Seeing that the other party was back to normal, Eric waved gently, and the metal octopus tentacles relaxed a little, giving the young man a chance to breathe. Ghost Rider No. also slowly faded away and transformed back into Johnny. Blaze.

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

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

The young man seemed desperate and looked at the two people with a wry smile, "Danny Cage, my name is Danny Cage. Mephisto asked me to come. He took my sister's soul and asked me to kill you." Give it back to me."

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

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

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

"Pfft" Eric almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, "He really is targeting his long-lost brother."