The Ghost Rider rushed out of the pit of magma and ignored Merlin and the Half Demons. He put his burning fingers into his mouth and whistled loudly, as if calling for his mount.

A few seconds later, amid the low sound of motorcycle engines, the flame motorcycle left in the present world rushed into the dimension of the border of hell in a low roar.

The Ghost Rider stepped onto the motorcycle in a handsome position.

As the flames erupted, the front wheel of the motorcycle lifted up like a roaring beast, carrying its own knight, carrying the blazing flames and rushing towards the direction of the world.

Riana drew out her giant sword to stop it, but Merlin reached out to block it.

“Let it go.”

Merlin pushed his glasses and said:

"There are people waiting for it outside."

"who?"

Riana asked, Merlin shrugged, then glanced at the golden warhammer in her hand. He shook his head and pointed to the sky, saying mysteriously:

"That's a person who can't afford to offend and has a big background. But you should know him... He has had a fuss with you before."

Riana's memory is pretty good, and she immediately reacted:

"That silly man from the Odin family? No way..."

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In the rainstorm at night, bright lightning lingers over Thor's head and body.

He looked confused. He remembered that he was dead and his soul was separated from his body, but now he was alive again, and there was a thunderous war hammer in his hand.

Well, Mjolnir, his former weapon, the symbol of Thor, the birth of the storm.

Why did this warhammer appear here?

And the power full of his body, the power of Thunder God stripped away by his father is back?

Why?

Thor stood in the rain, as lightning danced, his long golden hair shaking in the darkness. He looked back at Stephen Strange, who looked dull behind him, and he asked:

"Stephen, what's going on?"

"I want to ask you yet! Donald."

Steve Strange grabbed his black hair and said a little crazy:

"I want to ask you what's going on?"

"You are obviously dead, I am a doctor, I can confirm this, but why did you survive in the thunder shining after you came into contact with this warhammer?"

"Who are you? Donald, don't lie to me, you must not be an ordinary lame student... Hell, who are you? Why is this all? Am I implicated by you?"

"No! No, calm down, friend."

Thor reached out and placed it on the shoulder of the crazy Stephen, and he said to the somewhat broken doctor:

"This piece is very complicated, I can't explain it to you very quickly, but I'm still the Donald you know, just... You can understand that I got back something that belonged to me."

He raised the warhammer with an electric arc in his hand and said to Stephen:

"I'm sorry for letting you go through it all, but I'll protect you until you're safe."

As soon as Thor finished speaking, the familiar low sound of motorcycles rang out in the rainstorm desert again.

The two turned around and saw a ray of scorching flame extending from the invisible place, as if rushing towards San Van Gonza from the end of their sight.

“It’s back!”

Dr. Stephen was still scared of what had happened before, and he subconsciously stepped back, while Thor took a step forward.

A blue arc lingered in the corner of his eyes, and the power of thunder burst out from the hissing Mjolnir. Thor held the warhammer and felt the power of Thunder that had been lost and recovered. In this rainstorm, he said in a deep voice:

"Hide behind me, Stephen, I swear, it can't hurt you again..."

"It can't hurt anyone anymore!"

Thor moved his wrists as before, and he grabbed the buckle of Thunder Hammer. As the hammer danced, the howling wind and thunder sounded in this ghost world.

The dazzling blue lightning danced beside Thor, causing the vengeful spirits who were terrified and fleeing away in horror.

Lightning, the most explosive power in nature, has natural restraint on ghosts and all evil things.

"Odin is on the way, the madman of hell!"

Thor, who had regained the power of thunder, stared at the evil spirit knight who was rushing towards them in the rolling flames and the evaporating water vapor.

His loud voice sounded like thunder at dawn at the end of the night.

He challenged Mephist's servant.

He is Thor of Asgard, and he will never succumb to evil!

"Faced with the thunder!"

The high-speed warhammer in Thor's hand hit the evil spirit knight in front of him in the dance of thunder and lightning, and it flew up with Thor.

The Ghost Rider also smiled and waved the chains in his hand. Zatanos felt that he was fooled. He was going to teach this damn Asgard baby a lesson at dawn before he disappeared.

"Crash"

The dazzling lightning bursting like a spider web exploded above the night, like a spreading raser.

At the moment Thor's warhammer collided with the chains of the Ghost Rider, he tore the sky and shone the entire desert like day.

The scorching and terrifying fire of hell also rolled out from the evil spirit knight in the hiss of Mjolnir, just like an explosion of flames, which swept the knight and the prince into the burning of evaporating everything.

The war between thunder and flame...

Before this darkest dawn, it eventually erupted between the man born in the storm and the evil spirits of hell.

But it won't last long...
Chapter completed!