I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Hellfire clashed with the metal skeleton once more, and two figures, one red and one silver, engaged in a high-speed offensive and defensive battle in the alley. Each collision unleashed terrifying energy ripples, destroying the surrounding buildings beyond recognition.

The battle between the two sparked a sky full of sparks, and every punch and kick was accompanied by a burst of hellfire, illuminating the dim night sky with flickering light.

The surrounding ground was completely unrecognizable, scorched by the high temperature of the flames, leaving countless pits and the exposed soil with a glassy sheen.

Fortunately, this area is located on the edge of the city and has almost no residential buildings; otherwise, the damage would have been incalculable.

Even with his body covered in metal bones, Logan felt waves of burning pain; the hellfire seemed to penetrate physical defenses and directly scorch his soul.

If it weren't for his powerful self-healing ability, which allows him to continuously repair his burned bones and muscles, he would probably have been defeated long ago.

"Damn it!" Logan gritted his teeth and growled, knocking Ghost Rider away once again.

Watching his opponent, despite having broken bones, effortlessly get up, he finally understood the helplessness of an opponent facing a self-healing ability: "This self-healing ability is truly disgusting!"

A long-dormant anger surged within him.

Unable to defeat his opponent for an extended period, Logan became truly enraged.

"Whoosh!" He suddenly exerted force with his feet, increasing his speed to another level, and his figure transformed into a silver lightning bolt, instantly appearing in front of Ghost Rider.

"Die!" Logan roared, accompanied by a sonic boom.

At this moment, he had transformed into a perfect fighting machine.

Fists, elbows, knees, legs! Every part of the body became a deadly weapon.

In the past, he would never have possessed such exquisite fighting skills, but after inheriting the combat techniques of Taurus, his close combat prowess has reached a state of perfection.

After all, as Saint Seiya warriors, they can't fight to the point of being bloodied and bruised every time; they have to pay some attention to their image.

Ghost Rider became Logan's punching bag, utterly powerless against his relentless onslaught.

The sounds of intense collisions were deafening as Ghost Rider's feet gradually left the ground, his body twisting and deforming in mid-air.

As Logan unleashed a powerful punch, Ghost Rider crashed to the ground in the distance like a kite with a broken string, his bones shattering inch by inch.

In medical terms, this is a complete comminuted fracture, the kind that can't be pieced back together.

"Crack, crack, crack..." The familiar sound of bones reassembling rang out again.

Logan's forehead veins bulged: "Indestructible? Absolutely indestructible!"

Ghost Rider's fragmented bones began to automatically reassemble, and at this speed, they would be fully restored in less than thirty seconds.

Logan surveyed his surroundings; the area was in a terrible state of destruction.

"Okay, okay!"

"Let's go somewhere else, I'll show you some fun!"

He was so angry that he laughed instead.

With the power of the earth element, Logan, who stands firmly on the ground, possesses almost limitless stamina.

He wanted to see if this burning skeleton was truly immortal!

With a few large strides, Logan was already in front of his opponent, his large hand directly grabbing the Ghost Rider's skull.

"Boom!" Another sonic boom erupted as Logan, dragging Ghost Rider, soared into the sky and flew towards the distant wilderness.

"Is he that difficult to deal with? He actually has to change battlefields?" Clarice, who was watching from a distance, clicked her tongue in amazement as she watched Logan fly away.

Because the battle was too intense, she maintained a safe distance while watching. Her physical body, without the support of her cosmos, was too fragile, and she didn't want to become a burden.

Seeing Logan fly away, she immediately opened a portal and followed him.

She was intensely curious about the burning skull, since it had made Logan, who had grasped the power of the universe, struggle so much.

At supersonic speed, Logan quickly found a suitable patch of wilderness to use. With a powerful thrust of his arm, he hurled Ghost Rider to the ground at supersonic speed.

"Boom!" A huge impact sound rang out, and dust flew everywhere.

Logan gave his opponent no chance to catch his breath, his figure falling like a meteor, crashing once again towards the Ghost Rider's landing spot.

"Boom!" Another loud noise rang out, the ground shook violently, and dust suddenly rose several meters.

The ground within a radius of several miles trembled, as if it had experienced a small earthquake.

Clarice, who arrived just in time, hovered in mid-air and observed the battle in the distance through the portal.

"Die! Die ...

At this moment, he had long since put the idea of ​​"not killing" behind him; his only thought was to dismantle this damned skeleton!

"Titan Nova!" Logan finally unleashed his killing move.

The power of his cosmos condensed in his fist, radiating a dazzling golden light.

"Buzz!" A strange phenomenon occurred; the extremely loud noise turned into an eerie silence.

The shockwave instantly cleared away the dust, and Clarice's vision became clear.

What came into view was a gigantic crater, tens of meters in diameter and more than ten meters deep. At the bottom of the crater, the hellfire was still burning, but it had weakened considerably.

Ghost Rider's bones were almost completely reduced to dust. The power of his cosmos could act at the atomic level. If it weren't for the special enhancement of Hellfire, this attack would have been enough to obliterate him.

Even so, Ghost Rider's recovery speed is much slower than before, and his power is clearly nearing depletion.

"So your regenerative abilities aren't limitless after all," Logan said, panting as he looked at the dying Ghost Rider.

"Sin...sinner..." A faint voice came from the bottom of the pit.

Seeing that his opponent was still slowly recovering, Logan gave up on continuing to attack.

Clarice, seeing that the battle was over, opened a portal and arrived next to Logan.

"Tsk, how pitiful~" Looking at the faint flame at the bottom of the pit, Clarice couldn't help but feel a little sorry for it.

Time ticked by, and dawn broke over the eastern horizon.

The flames on Ghost Rider grew weaker and weaker until they finally went out completely when the first rays of sunlight fell on the earth.

The skull transformed back into the face of a human man.

"It's a human?" Logan frowned.

In his perception, the other party was a pure human being, with even the X gene in a recessive state.

That power, a mixture of hellish and divine aura, was also deeply hidden within his body, making it difficult to detect.

"He's still breathing; you didn't kill him."

"But he won't wake up anytime soon."

Clarice stepped forward to check and then breathed a sigh of relief.

This person was a clue they had finally found, and it would be such a pity if he died like this.

"We can't go back to the hotel; it would be troublesome if he transforms again."

"Have the Sanctuary Foundation arrange supplies; we'll temporarily set up camp in this wilderness."

Logan made a decision.

"No problem." Clarisse immediately contacted the Sanctuary Foundation.

That morning, a motorhome loaded with supplies arrived at the designated location.

"Thank you for your hard work." Logan nodded to the delivery personnel.

After using the power of earth element to firmly pin Johnny Blaze to the ground, Logan sat cross-legged and entered a meditative state to begin recovering his depleted cosmic power.