Lord of Cinder in American Comics

However, Geralt ignored Hawkwood's struggles and threw him directly into the depths of the cabin.

When Radish saw that it was time to depart, it barked and ran into the cabin. However, Radish was so big that its head could touch the top of the cabin with just a slight tilt of its head, so it had to stretch its head forward to fit completely into the cabin.

Seeing Radish's reaction, Hill felt inexplicably relieved. As if sensing something, Radish spat at Hill in an attack.

This behavior made Hill look at his saliva-stained coat with a dark expression, but then he laughed when he saw Radish's aggrieved look.

Geralt was completely baffled by Hill's behavior, which involved alternating between a smile and a frown.

To comfort Radish, Geralt took out a Mossball Fruit and fed it to Radish, soothing it.

However, when Hill looked at the Mossball Fruit, her smiling face immediately froze. After thinking about it, she couldn't stand it anymore and went straight into the driver's seat.

A few minutes later, Hill's voice came over the cabin intercom: "Due to turbulence, the plane is shaking a bit. Hold on tight to something..."

After saying that, the Quinjet performed a 90-degree vertical maneuver, and the radish inside the cockpit flew up. In the microgravity environment, the radish curiously kicked its legs inside the cockpit, which resulted in it bouncing itself to the top.

Next, in order to avoid the effects of this non-existent airflow, the Quinjet displayed every dangerous maneuver it could perform, even the Cobra maneuver.

Inside the cabin, Geralt could only hold onto the anchor bar with one hand and the carrot with the other to prevent it from falling against the cabin wall.

After the flight ended and the plane landed smoothly in Texas, Hill finally stepped out of the cockpit.

Looking at the mess before him, Hill asked incredulously, "What did you do?"

Inside the cabin, apart from Geralt and Hawkwood's seats, the rest of the cabin was covered in vomit, and the undigested purple moss balls became the new paint job.

Geralt patted Radish's head, comforting the uneasy creature.

Turning back to Hill, he explained, "Obviously, the turbulence was affecting the plane, and Radish threw up..."

Holding his breath, Hill returned to the cockpit and jumped out of the window next to the pilot's seat.

When she came out, she found that Robert was taking a leisurely stroll, led by Geralt, to relieve his discomfort.

At this point, only the actual pilot, looking aggrieved at the mess in the cabin, reluctantly picked up his phone to search for nearby shops; he had to do ground crew work.

Looking around, this was an unknown city in Texas, and the whole city was advertising the exciting show that night.

Hill looked at the billboards on the side of the road, which showed that Johnny Blaze would be riding a motorcycle across the entire football field tonight.

That seemed to be the problem. Hill asked, "Is there something wrong with this guy?"

Geralt followed Radish slowly, and finally released the reins to let Radish run freely.

Watching Radish's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Geralt didn't answer Hill's question, but instead asked, "How much do you know about Texas?"

Without a second thought, Hill answered haphazardly, "The Lone Star State, the Cowboy State, beer and bullfighting, unlimited gun control..."

"That's right, cowboy territory. And these cowboys once had a duel with Mephisto and defeated the old man. Since then, the cowboys have gained the ability to exorcise demons. Their bullets can be imbued with their own will, just like the legendary cowboy, The Nameless, who can kill every demon..."

Hearing Geralt's explanation, Hill felt a slight improvement in his impression of Texas and said, "So this is a demon's wasteland?"

"No, this is Mephisto's stronghold."

The contradictions left Hill somewhat unsure, and he simply waited for Geralt's explanation.

"The West is built on legends, and those horrific events are all true. Where there are demons, there are cowboys to solve them. And in Texas legends, there has been a Ghost Rider for generations, responsible for bringing cursed souls to fulfill the devil's covenant."

These Ghost Riders are Mephisto's minions. They are responsible for driving away other demons and leaving behind legends in the West..."

Hill then understood the meaning of "base": eliminate other competitors and leave only Mephisto as the demon, which would then become his own territory.

Hill looked at the billboard, and the name Johnny Blaze on it made him realize that this might be a Ghost Rider.

Finally, after Radish had run off at full speed, Geralt put on the cowboy hat he had gotten from Tequila and rode on Radish like a real cowboy.

Geralt extended his hand to Hill and said, "Let's go, let's go meet this legendary driver..."

Chapter 265: The Reason for the Battle

Being a cowboy in Texas has its advantages; at least Geralt doesn't have to worry about parking his horse now. With Robb's massive size, a separate parking space has been cleared out as Robb's dedicated parking spot.

Amid the noisy crowd, Hill began investigating information about Johnny Blaze.

As a stunt driver, Johnny Blaze followed in his father's footsteps, constantly pushing the limits of what seemed impossible.

By repeatedly increasing the distance of his leaps and overcoming various strange obstacles, Johnny Blaze became a unique figure.

In each challenge, Johnny seemed to have deceived Death, becoming immortal, and even when he fell down, he would not suffer fatal injuries.

Just as Hill was about to find Geralt to confirm the information, she realized that Geralt, who had been sitting with her, had somehow wandered off to the beverage stand.

Meanwhile, the people around him were cheering and watching Geralt down the drink in one gulp.

Geralt slammed the plastic cup against the railing and stretched out his hands, shouting, "The thirty-fifth beer! Anyone else want to continue?"

The onlookers kept refilling Geralt's cup, eager to see how much he could drink.

However, Geralt remained completely intoxicated until Johnny Blaze's performance began.

"Today, Johnny Hot will not be jumping over fifty cars, but over six Black Hawk helicopters! This is an unprecedented death stunt!"

The host's words immediately ignited the entire audience, and even Geralt put down his wine glass to watch the breathtaking scene.

For the sake of its military image and annual recruitment campaigns, the U.S. military is very willing to lend equipment for events that showcase its equipment capabilities.

Six black helicopters landed side by side on the football field where they were supposed to be parked.

Hill also took out her phone, snapped a picture of the scene, and sent it to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s science team.

The downward wind pressure generated by the helicopter rotor creates a cyclone in the air and forces the air downwards. Even with a nitric oxide propulsion system, Johnny's motorcycle doesn't have enough speed to reach the other side smoothly.

This was the answer the S.H.I.E.L.D. science team gave Hill; for such a simple calculation, the answer didn't take much time at all.

Hill understood this common sense perfectly, and what followed was Johnny Blaze's performance.

Without any prior warm-up, Johnny rushed straight onto the track.

In Hill's eyes, Johnny had already reached the top of the parabola after crossing the third helicopter, and at this rate, he would definitely die on the rotor blades of the fifth or sixth helicopter.

However, it was as if the helicopter rotors were spinning in reverse, providing lift for Johnny Blaze. He miraculously crossed six helicopters and landed safely on the other side.

On the tablet in Hill's hand, there were two distinctly different parabolas: one was the shape Johnny should have originally had, and the other was his actual trajectory.

"Three hundred feet, Johnny Blaze has set a new record..."

The broadcast woke Hill, who could no longer find Johnny at the scene. As Hill searched around, she saw Geralt waiting for her at the entrance of the passageway.

Hill sent a message as she approached Geralt.

Geralt glanced at the message Hill had sent on her phone and said, "Don't send anyone. They'll just die if they go..."

Geralt pulled Hill into the passage, where there were fewer people, and explained, "Something big has happened in Hell. Blackheart has escaped, and this time Mephisto is going to be ruthless."

Johnny is his henchman. Blackheart is destined to die in Mephisto's scheme. Sending people now will either result in them running into Mephisto leaving or Ghost Rider erupting in flames.

After hearing Geralt's explanation, Hill abandoned his plan to send men, deciding it was better to leave his men's lives in their own hands.

The two went outside and, looking at Johnny galloping away in the distance, Hill asked, "Did you inform the Control Bureau about this?"

In the past, Geralt's actions were backed up in the Control Bureau as a procedure for his own actions.

Hill would always double-check to avoid conflict between S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Bureau of Control, since S.H.I.E.L.D.'s reputation was already quite bad, and procedural errors should be avoided whenever possible.

However, Geralt shook his head in Hill's surprised gaze. Hill quickly took out her phone and had her men back up Geralt's actions at the Control Center.

“There’s no need. Ash isn’t in the mood to deal with these things right now, and he won’t even make a move anymore.”

At this point, Hill's questions resurfaced. She said, "You did the same thing, not taking action beforehand and letting Clint handle everything. And the information I gathered from Ella is that you imprisoned Clint underground, making him forge weapons. Is this battle something you're taking so seriously? What kind of battle is it?"

Hill finally asked the question that concerned her most: Geralt was preparing to train Clint as a backup plan, Constantine was elusive, and Ash simply didn't make a move.

All the questions arose at this moment, and the shadow of war loomed over everyone who knew about it.

Geralt whistled, and Radish came running from afar with crisp footsteps.

Holding the reins, Geralt pulled his cowboy hat down to cover his eyes and said, "Remember the angel Ash summoned before?"

"What's the problem?"

"You call him an angel, but he should actually be called a winged knight. He belongs to a very special god. In certain special eras, this god was controlled by two forces."

Although this deity's power is weak, her abilities are terrifying. Worship of her can transform any life form.

Whether it's changing appearance or gender, transforming the body or elevating one's life, it can all be done in her embrace.

In Ash's teachings, this goddess is known as Gertrude, the daughter of the angels, who can enlighten believers to become winged knights.

In the understanding of magicians like Constantine, she is Rosalia, the Mother of Rebirth, who can allow those who study magic to change their talents, thereby better studying various powers.

And war is about to begin between them, for the power of this goddess…

Geralt's words left Hill stunned, standing rooted to the spot. She had never imagined that this battle, which had stirred up the entire world, was actually a civil war on Earth.

And a goddess had actually become a trophy in some sense. The absurd conclusion sent a chill down Hill's spine, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Hill pressed on, "Why is this happening? Isn't anyone going to stop this fight? And you? What role do the hunters play in this?"

Geralt looked up at Hill, his eyes filled with helplessness, and said with a hint of self-mockery, "Stop them? How can we stop them? The key is the powerful figures behind them. The current situation is already the best outcome. The hunters have already done their utmost to mediate; otherwise, this conflict would never have stopped unless several dimensions were shattered..."

For the first time, Hill sensed Geralt's helplessness. This once carefree and fearless hunter now bore a heavy responsibility that was heartbreaking.

Hill has gradually come to understand Geralt's identity, but now the important thing is how to ensure that the struggle between Ash and Constantine proceeds smoothly.

Hill asked, "Then why are you here now? Shouldn't you be preparing for this battle?"

Geralt mounted his horse, unscrewed a bottle of the Water of Life, and gulped it down, saying, "I intensified the conflicts in Hell for this battle. That fool Blackheart came to Earth, and Mephisto must have already closed the gates to Hell. As long as he dies here, the authority of the Sons of Hell will surely be exposed."

Mephisto must come to Earth to pursue Darkheart, and his body has begun to decay. By keeping him occupied and forcing him to abandon his physical form and return to Hell to vie for power, we can prevent his power from reaching Earth during this time.

The situation became clear; everything was going according to the man's plan.

Hill breathed a slight sigh of relief at the current situation, but still pressed for answers to some questions: "Why do you say Ash won't make a move now?"

Since the Hulk incident, Ash has changed his behavior, no longer taking action but only giving remote commands, which has raised questions for the World Security Council.

"You tell me, what level of battle will it reach in the end? Will gods lift up dimensions and smash each other? Or will it be a cosmic war? This is the kind of price we've always wanted to avoid, so under some pressure, the powerful figures behind them have given up on personally taking action and will use divine intervention to fight the final battle..."

The more Hill listened, the more he felt the world had changed. What was once the highest-threat war was nothing more than throwing mushrooms at each other. How had it turned into throwing dimensions at each other?!

Hill sensed that the person in front of him had used some trickery to reduce the intensity of the battle. But Geralt had lost interest in continuing the conversation, and even Radish was starting to snort impatiently, stamping his hooves.

Everything eventually comes to an end, and Hill sensed that the answer would soon appear, so Hill pulled Geralt onto his horse.

The two rode together and slowly walked through the city.