Facing death, Hawkeye and his two companions sighed, but none of them begged for mercy. They did not regret their earlier choice. They only felt guilty that they had failed to destroy the Energy Pillars and would no longer be able to care for their loved ones.
Falcon thought to himself, Come to think of it, how much do the Avengers pay in death benefits? It should be a decent amount, right?
Just as the three Decepticons were about to fire, three black Flame Spears fell from the sky, instantly piercing their bodies. Then the three Decepticons rapidly melted in the flames.
Sentinel Prime and the other Decepticons hurriedly looked up and saw an open-deck Cybertronian spaceship slowly descending from the sky.
A dazzling figure stood at the front of the ship. The moment he appeared, everyone's eyes instinctively turned toward him, as though he had been born with an aura that commanded universal attention.
The live cameras immediately swung toward him as well, showing the audience his most handsome angle.
At the sight of the figure wearing a skeletal mask, both the citizens of Chicago and the viewers around the world froze for a moment, then erupted into hysterical cheers.
Ghost Rider was here. The disaster would soon be over for good.
"Ghost Rider! Ghost Rider!"
Ignoring the robots' earlier prohibition, the citizens of Chicago shouted Ghost Rider's name. Those damned robots' days were numbered.
The viewers did the same. The entire planet was cheering.
"Ghost Rider! I knew he wouldn't lose."
Little Hela clapped excitedly, completely unaware that her old father's face was as black as the bottom of a furnace. Where the hell is my Gungnir?
"Ghost Rider!"
Inside the bunker, President Ellis cheered loudly as well, finally relaxing completely. He shouted, "Prepare my victory speech. As