I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Chapter 59 Chaos in the City

"Everyone, you've been working hard for days, and this is all the fragmented information you've given me?"

Inside the intelligence department's safe room, a stern-faced official slammed a thin stack of documents onto the table, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

The atmosphere in the office was heavy; his subordinates kept their heads down, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Chief, there are just too few leads—if we really can't explain this to our superiors, perhaps—perhaps we could blame the incident on mutants?"

A young intelligence officer cautiously made the suggestion.

"madness!"

The person in charge slammed his hand on the table, his eyes blazing with fury.

"A burning skull! A robber stared to death! And that tunnel that was almost half destroyed!"

"All of this, coupled with the Vatican's forceful intervention not long ago, has effectively silenced the local police!"

"You still dare to use mutants as an excuse to fool us after all this?"

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself: "The big shots up there want concrete information about the demons, not for us to shift the blame onto the mutants again!"

Since the footage of Ye Feng's battle with Count Valak the Serpent circulated among the higher-ups, high-ranking officials from various countries have been collecting information about hell and demons. They were surprised to find that similar secret records of demonic activities had appeared in history all over the world, but most of them ended without a trace, as if they had been erased by an invisible hand.

Now, the real devil has reappeared, and the Vatican is making frequent moves. The higher-ups urgently need first-hand information to assess the situation.

The military has even developed contingency plans, and they want to know whether modern weapons can actually deal with these legendary monsters.

Some things cannot be determined solely by the Vatican's account. Even after watching the stunning battle footage, they still need to verify it themselves.

Listen up!

"Mobilize all resources and implement comprehensive control over the target area! I don't care if it's the Vatican's people, burning skeletons, or some other dark creature."

"Keep a close watch on any unusual activity! I need the most real-time, direct footage and data from the scene!"

The person in charge finally gave the order, his voice tinged with weariness but leaving no room for argument.

The most elite intelligence agency spent two days and only got this little bit of information; it's a joke if word got out.

But he also understood that sending ordinary agents to investigate events involving the supernatural and hell was inherently a matter of life and death, and his subordinates' fear was understandable.

But since he was in that position, he had to carry out orders.

"Damn the Vatican, damn the devils—"

He muttered a curse under his breath, walked to the window, and gazed at the setting sun about to sink into the city skyline, feeling utterly powerless.

Meanwhile, Logan and Clarice had quietly returned to the city.

They contacted the Sanctuary Foundation's local personnel, properly handled the modified RV, and temporarily evacuated unrelated personnel from the city to avoid being affected by the upcoming battle.

At this moment, the two stood atop a skyscraper, facing the rising evening breeze, silently waiting for night to fall completely. Time passed second by second, and as the last rays of the setting sun were swallowed by the horizon, the neon lights of the city lit up one by one, replacing the natural light.

"Boom! Boom boom!!"

The roar of a motorcycle engine grew louder as it approached, like the howl of a wild beast, tearing through the city's night sky.

"They're here!"

Logan's eyes sharpened, and he immediately looked in the direction from which the sound came.

He could clearly sense that Johnny Blaze had successfully transformed into Ghost Rider and, just as planned, was unabashedly unleashing the hellish energy filled with sulfur and burning.

This arrogant energy fluctuation, like a lighthouse in the darkness, not only attracted the attention of Logan and his companion, but also instantly alerted the beings lurking in the shadows of the city.

In an abandoned house, the demon's pale fingers stopped tapping on the damp pipe wall, and a hint of interest appeared on his twisted face.

"Oh? He's been missing for two days. I thought some passing hero had just taken care of him."

"It seems our knight is recovering well and is full of energy."

He smiled coldly, radiating a chilling killing intent.

After squatting for two days without any results, he was furious.

The Ghost Rider made a huge commotion, which even ordinary citizens noticed. It was the beginning of night, and there were still many pedestrians and vehicles on the street.

"God! What is that?"

A burning skeleton? Riding a motorcycle? Am I drunk?

"Is it a new mutant? Or some kind of movie special effect?"

Exclamations of surprise echoed through the streets and alleys; some people hid in fear, while others curiously took out their phones to film.

The intelligence department also received the report immediately.

"The target has finally reappeared!"

"Where are the military personnel? Follow them, maintaining a safe distance! Remember, they are likely not acting alone; the Vatican is definitely nearby!"

The person in charge stared at the live feed, gritting his teeth.

He recalled the bodies that had been killed by strange forces in the tunnel before, which were clearly not the same type as the fiery, lava-like skull before him.

With the Vatican's involvement, regardless of whether it was the work of demons, this situation is much deeper than imagined, and ordinary people like them must be extremely cautious.

Johnny Blaze was completely unconcerned about the helicopters following him overhead, which suited their plan perfectly.

He followed the instinct for evil that ran through his body, driving the Hellbike towards the filthy corners of the city.

Deep in a dark alley, two groups of people were engaged in an illegal transaction. The roar of motorcycles approached from afar, instantly alerting them.

What was that sound?

"Let's go out and take a look!"

However, the lookout had barely reached the alley entrance when he let out a piercing scream before falling silent.

The people in the alley were thrown into chaos, and they all pulled out their guns.

"Damn it! Is this a case of double-crossing?"

"Protect your goods!"

"Money! Keep an eye on the cash box!"

Flames flickered at the alley entrance, accompanied by the clanging of dragging chains. Before they could even see clearly, a chain burning with hellfire shot into the alley like a venomous snake!

"Fire! Kill him!" someone shouted, and a hail of bullets rained down on the alley entrance.

However, the bullets struck the burning figure as if they had been thrown into the sea, only causing a few sparks to fly.

A deep, infernal voice rang out: "You are guilty!"

"Monster! It's a mutant monster!"

"Kill him!"

Just then, from the deeper shadows of the alley, several ninjas dressed in black and wielding katanas appeared silently!

Their movements were swift as the wind, and their blades flashed coldly; they were clearly not ordinary gang members.