"Ghost Rider, I haven't failed. This battle isn't over yet."
Gabriel's consciousness rapidly faded under the searing Hellfire. Still unwilling to accept defeat, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Ghost Rider shook his head and reached out. The Holy Spear in Flash's hand vanished and appeared in his grasp.
"The Spear of Longinus bears the blood of the Son of God. Gabriel, you should know I can use this spear to severely injure your true body."
"The only reason I haven't used it is because you're Gabriel, God's Archangel," Ghost Rider said. "Don't force my hand."
Gabriel's savage expression suddenly froze. After a moment, he said dejectedly, "Ghost Rider, I lost. I'll accept Heaven's judgment, but I still don't think I was wrong.
Humanity needs to be taught a lesson."
"You're not going to fall?"
Ghost Rider was a little surprised. He had thought Gabriel would choose to fall.
"God is everything to me. How could I possibly fall?"
Gabriel had never considered betraying God. Everything he had done had been for God—or rather, what he had self-righteously believed was for God.
A certain God would have preferred him to keep quiet.
"Gabriel, you're rather interesting."
As Ghost Rider spoke, Gabriel's consciousness burned to ashes. Then his body dissolved into motes of light.
Ghost Rider nodded in satisfaction, dismissed his Flame Wings, returned to his original appearance, and descended from the sky.
The battle below had already ended. Everyone was delighted to see Ghost Rider appear. Clearly, he had won.
Of course, someone was nervous: Scumbag Kang. He was very worried that Ghost Rider would judge him. After all, he knew just how much of a scumbag he was.
Ghost Rider was about to speak when everything around them suddenly stopped. Only he and Andrew could move. Everyone