Texas, late at night.
This is a free place, filled with violence and crime.
They have their famous rednecks, and they also have their knights who judge evil.
Every night, the Son of Vengeance, burning with Hellfire, appears.
He judges every criminal, sending their souls to Hell to repent.
And now, the journey of this Knight's judgment is unfolding here.
On the desolate Highway 66, a Harley Davidson motorcycle was speeding at an unnatural pace.
The person riding it was engulfed in raging Hellfire; his flesh had receded, leaving only a grinning skeleton in the flames.
Johnny Blaze, or rather, Ghost Rider, was pursuing his prey.
Ahead of him, a black Dodge Challenger was fleeing desperately.
Inside the car, three heavily tattooed men with fierce eyes watched in terror as the demon in the rearview mirror relentlessly approached.
"Faster! Faster! That thing is catching up!"
The man in the passenger seat yelled in horror; he could even smell the burning odor in the air.
"Fuck! I've already floored the accelerator!" The driver was drenched in sweat, the steering wheel constantly slipping in his hands.
They were followers of Mephisto, a group of villains who sold their souls for power.
Just moments ago, they followed Mephisto's instructions, massacring the residents of a small town in an attempt to perform an evil ritual.
But they didn't expect to summon the Knight of Hell.
"Roar!!!"
Ghost Rider let out an inhuman roar, twisting the throttle fiercely, and the motorcycle's rear wheel shot out scorching flames, its speed soaring once again!
In a flash, he had caught up to the side of the Dodge Challenger.
His burning skeleton head slowly turned, and the two flames in his hollow eye sockets stared fixedly at the three people inside the car.
"You are guilty!"
A low voice directly echoed in the minds of the three.
The next second, Ghost Rider stretched out his hand and grabbed the car door!
Tear!!!
The car door was easily ripped apart in his hand like paper!
The three people inside the car let out desperate screams.
Just as Ghost Rider was about to unleash his Penance Stare upon them, making them taste the sins they had committed in the Hellfire.
A gentle, authoritative voice rang out in everyone's ears.
"Alright, that's enough."
Along with this voice, a wisp of warm golden light appeared between Ghost Rider and the Dodge Challenger.
This wisp of light was not dazzling, but it instantly raised the surrounding temperature.
Ghost Rider's furious Hellfire, upon contact with this golden light, was like encountering its nemesis, emitting sizzling sounds and involuntarily retreating.
"What is that?!"
Ghost Rider slammed on the brakes, and the burning tires left two scorched marks on the ground.
His burning skull looked ahead with surprise and uncertainty.
This time, it wasn't just the host, Johnny Blaze, who questioned, but also the Spirit of Vengeance within him, Zarathos!
The golden light slowly dissipated, revealing a blond man in black casual clothes, with a gentle smile on his face, quietly floating in mid-air.
He looked like a tourist who had accidentally passed by, completely out of place with the desolate and violent surroundings.
But in Zarathos's perception, this man was the Sun walking among humans!
The sacred, bright, and unreasonably domineering aura emanating from him... Yes, he was the nemesis of Hell's creations!
Ghost Rider's tone was low.
"Holy light! Impossible! The Sun of Asgard?!"
Zarathos recognized the source of this power.
Even with his fragmented memories after being imprisoned by Mephisto, the perception of a natural nemesis was engraved in the very essence of his soul and could not be wrong!
This was the power of the Divine Realm, which stood in opposition to the Hell dimension in the Nine Realms!
He was the Son of Odin, the legendary Sun god!
Leon Odinson!
Leon looked at Ghost Rider's violent reaction, and the smile on his face grew wider.
"Oh? It seems you haven't completely forgotten." He observed the other with interest.
"I thought that after being Mephisto's lackey for so long, you had forgotten your pathetic origins."
His words ignited Zarathos's fury.
"Shut up! Asgardian! This is not your domain!"
Ghost Rider roared; this time, it was the Spirit of Vengeance suppressing Johnny's consciousness.
The chains in his hand ignited with raging flames once more, whistling out and harshly striking Leon!
Facing the ferocious blow, Leon didn't care.
He stood quietly in place, allowing the burning chains to approach.
Just a moment before the chains were about to touch him.
A golden aura appeared around Leon.
Hiss!!!
The burning chains struck the aura, but instead of a loud bang, the Hellfire on the chains instantly extinguished, and the entire chain was rapidly corroded and purified by the golden energy.
Finally, the chains turned into a pile of rusty iron, clattering to the ground.
Ghost Rider was even more bewildered.
Zarathos knew that Sun god power restrained Hellfire, but he didn't expect it to be so complete!
This was not a battle; this was purification!
"Your flames are too impure." Leon spoke, his voice still gentle, but the disdain in his words was undisguised.
"All heat, but no divine essence. Zarathos, to have fallen to this extent, you truly disappoint me."
With that, he slowly raised his right hand, and a fist-sized golden fireball quietly burned in his palm.
This flame did not appear explosive, but Ghost Rider could feel the terrifying energy contained within it.
"True flame should be like this." Leon smiled.
"Pure, ultimate, representing creation and destruction."
"Now. I give you a choice."
"Will you choose to continue pursuing some insignificant small-time characters, repeating a boring game of revenge day after day?"
"Or will you choose to pledge allegiance to me, break free from Mephisto's shackles, and become the scepter in my hand that judges all evil? I will bestow upon you true Purification Fire, allowing your judgment to resound throughout the entire Universe."
Leon extended his hand to Ghost Rider, issuing an invitation identical to those he had given to the Eternal and Blue Marvel before.
He was like a generous monarch, promising a exiled noble the restoration of his former glory and a higher status.
But Ghost Rider was not an Eternal, nor was he Adam.
Within him resided a soul corrupted by Hell.
For Zarathos, light and order were more repulsive than the torments of Hell!
"Roar!!!"
Leon's answer was a roar of hatred!
Ghost Rider suddenly opened his mouth, and a pillar of Hellfire erupted from it, instantly engulfing Leon's figure!
He wanted to burn the god who dared to profane the majesty of Hell and attempted to meddle with the authority of vengeance into ashes!
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