I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Thanks to the efficient arrangements of the Sanctuary Foundation, Logan and Clarice traveled smoothly and quickly arrived at the first crime scene recorded in the documents.

That run-down tavern on the edge of a remote town.

The setting sun cast a long shadow of the tavern sign, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, clearly indicating that the place had been sealed off and abandoned after the murder.

Logan's sharp eyes swept over the surroundings of the tavern, not missing a single detail.

"A nauseating aura..." Before the two even got close, a cold, evil residual energy rushed towards them.

It was an indescribable smell, a mixture of sulfur and decay that evoked a strong sense of repulsion in both the soul and the body.

"Indeed, more than one demon has been here."

"But only one person directly committed the murder. There were traces of about three to four different demonic auras remaining at the scene."

Logan closed his eyes, and after comprehending the Sixth Sense, his senses were enhanced to an extremely powerful degree.

Even though several days had passed, he could still detect those subtle traces of energy.

"It seems we can't find any more direct clues here."

"The key question now is, what exactly are they looking for?"

Clarisse looked around.

Logan fell into deep thought.

The thing that could drive demons to such lengths to come from hell to earth and search for it with such fanfare must be extraordinary and could very well cause great chaos.

The two then visited several other crime scenes mentioned in the documents, but found little to show for it. The devil's movements were elusive, leaving no obvious pattern.

Night gradually falls and the city lights begin to illuminate the scene.

"These guys are really good at hiding."

Logan stood at the highest point in the city, his brow furrowed, his senses receiving no unusual feedback.

"What a bunch of cunning rats," Clarice said, sounding somewhat annoyed.

Left with no other option, the two decided to stay at a nearby hotel and discuss the matter further.

Inside the room, Logan spread a map on the table and began to scribble and draw on it, trying to find some spatial pattern from the scattered crime scenes.

"Hmm?" Just then, an unusual roar came from afar, instantly attracting Logan's attention.

"Logan, did you hear that?" Almost simultaneously, Clarice's voice came from the doorway; she too had sensed something was wrong.

"I heard it, it's a sonic boom!"

Logan was all too familiar with this sound; he himself could break the sound barrier when he unleashed his full power.

"Interesting... The previous attacks were all silent, why make such a commotion this time?"

"Let's go!" Logan decided immediately.

Clarisse immediately understood and raised her hand to open a spatial portal.

The two instantly traversed several kilometers to reach the neighborhood closest to the source of the sonic boom.

The scene before me was a complete mess. The entire street looked as if it had been plowed by a giant plow, leaving a long, dark red scorch mark on the ground.

It was a glassy substance formed by being instantly melted by extreme heat and then solidified. The vehicles parked on both sides of the street were overturned by the terrifying shockwave, and scattered everywhere.

"This guy is really reckless!" Logan frowned as he examined the scorch marks on the ground.

In this brief observation, he has made a preliminary judgment on the characteristics of the force that caused the destruction.

"This way!" He sensed that the source of the destructive power was moving and immediately chased after it with Clarice.

"boom!"

Logan descended from the sky with Clarisse, landing precisely at the entrance of an alley. The powerful force of their fall was cleverly neutralized the moment they touched the ground, demonstrating his increasingly refined control over his strength.

"Good heavens... a burning skeleton?" Clarice exclaimed in surprise as she looked at the figure in the alley.

A monster clad in leather, its skull engulfed in raging hellfire, was seen throwing a lifeless corpse onto the ground.

The corpse's eyes were charred. Beside it, a plump woman sat slumped on the ground, terrified, but the flaming skeleton seemed uninterested in her.

"You! Are guilty!"

Just as Logan was quickly assessing the scene, Ghost Rider's Judgment Eye had already locked onto him.

Throughout his nearly two-century life, Logan participated in countless wars, from World War I to World War II, and the aura of killing he accumulated on him was like a tangible sea of ​​blood.

In Ghost Rider's perception, this was undoubtedly an extremely evil person.

"Clarice, go save that woman. I'll take care of this skeleton." Logan instantly sensed the other party's intense hostility and immediately made arrangements.

"clear!"

Just as Ghost Rider roared and charged at Logan, Clarice precisely opened a portal behind the frightened woman, pulled her through the portal, and teleported her to safety.

"Good!" Logan's eyes blazed with fighting spirit. He didn't dodge or evade, but shouted and threw a punch to meet the attack!

"boom!"

The two fists collided violently, creating a muffled sonic boom!

A terrifying shockwave emanated from the two of them, causing the ground beneath their feet to crack and instantly sink into a large crater.

The newly awakened Ghost Rider is clearly inferior to Logan, who is empowered by his Cosmo, in terms of pure power.

With a single blow, Ghost Rider's arm bone cracked, and his entire body was blasted away by the immense force, crashing into the brick wall behind him.

"Hiss~"

Logan also gasped.

His fist was completely destroyed, exposing the bone, and there were even a few wisps of flame clinging to it, burning continuously and bringing excruciating pain that went deep into his soul.

"What a bizarre flame! It can not only burn the body, but also directly damage the soul?" Logan thought with a chill.

If it weren't for the fact that the Sixth Sense's inner universe is essentially the power of the soul, forming a protective layer, he would have been severely injured just now.

Even so, the consumption of one's cosmos far exceeds that of ordinary times in order to dispel the hellfire attached to the soul.

"Click click click!"

A tooth-grinding sound rang out.

Ghost Rider rose from the ruins, his broken bones rapidly healing under the power of Hellfire.

He grabbed the iron railing beside him, and hellfire instantly enveloped and reshaped it, turning it into a makeshift weapon burning with flames.

"Interesting flames... capable of scorching flesh and soul, and even enchanting?"

"The power of hell is mixed with a trace of holiness? What exactly are you?"

"A demon? Or a fallen angel?"

Logan narrowed his eyes, and his skeletal frame rapidly extended and covered his body, then metallized to form a sturdy suit of armor. At the same time, he mobilized the power of the earth element, drawing a continuous stream of energy from the earth.

He judged that the monster in front of him was not the hellish demon they were looking for, but it must be related to hell and could be an important clue.

Therefore, he was not prepared to use lethal force.

The ground beneath his feet exploded with a deafening roar, and Logan broke the sound barrier once again, transforming into a silver streak as he charged toward Ghost Rider!

The airflow generated by the high-speed movement even momentarily halted the flames on Ghost Rider's body.

"sinner!"

Ghost Rider roared and swung the burning iron bars to meet the attack!

"Clang!"

The deafening clang of metal clashing was deafening!