Chapter 1793 Sins of the Soul, Heart of Repentance
Ghost Rider, Eye of Judgment. This is the winning method that Randekiel used in the face of a critical situation.
For Randekiel, he actually didn't want to use this method very much. Because he knows very well that once this method is used, there is really only one end to die. In his original plan, he never had the idea of wanting Stark's life. After all, the meaning and value of a living US president and a dead US president are completely different.
The living Stark, whether he is willing to surrender or not, his existence can greatly damage the confidence of human beings, making human beings feel desperate when facing the power of hell. And if it is a dead Stark, then the result may be too much, making humans feel the same hatred against them.
Although it doesn't matter what kind of attitude humans take after Satan comes into the world, but no matter what, a lamb-like attitude will always make them more relaxed, like fighting a trapped beast. You know, this is a war of aggression against the entire world. In such a war, even if it is just a little easier, it means that a lot of resources and time have been saved. For rulers, this is a very important link. It's just a pity that by now, all this can only fall through.
Stark's sudden change was already beyond Rand Keir's control. By this time, he had no confidence in controlling Stark at all. Unless he is allowed to leave, he can only kill Stark, and compared to the consequences of letting Stark leave, his idea of taking a shortcut in the process of invading the world is already became irrelevant.
There are priorities, and of course he has to weigh the priorities before making a decision. And using such a killer move as the Eye of Judgment is naturally his last choice.
Once the eyes of judgment are opened, Stark cannot avoid it. Under the magic eyes that could look straight into the soul, his mind went blank for an instant, and then he couldn't help but recall his life.
From the time when he was young and frivolous to the time when he first took up the post, from when he regarded superhero as a game to when he regarded it as his mission. From when he was a superhero to when he became the president of this country. All in all, vividly.
In his life, he lived recklessly, happily, unrestrainedly, hesitated, lingered, and regretted. If life is a dish with mixed flavors, then it can be said that he has experienced all the tastes that people can experience in this life. So from a certain point of view, he has already realized everything.
This kind of enlightenment does not mean that he has lost everything and sees through the world of mortals. Rather, he has found his own meaning in his own life, and found a path that he can pursue throughout his life.
Whether this path is right or wrong, he has never verified it himself. For him, since he has chosen such a path, he should go forward without hesitation. Looking forward and backward, and timidly considering right and wrong, that is not what he should do, and it is not in line with his nature.
Having said that, some things are still done after all. It is impossible to wave your sleeves without leaving a speck of dust in your heart. So naturally, when facing the soul-torturing power of the Eye of Judgment, everything he had done turned into a heart-burning flame and began to burn in his soul.
The flames began to burn on Stark's body, which, even with the protection of divine power and nano-metals, could not be stopped. This is a fire born from the soul, which only changes as the soul changes. The souls of innocents, pure as glass, will only extinguish this flame. And the soul of the guilty man is like the fagot, which will keep the flame burning hotter and hotter until the soul is completely consumed.
It's not about right or wrong, or good or evil. What it tortures is a person's soul itself, and his own judgment on what he has done in his life.
And for Stark, is he guilty? Has he done anything worthy of remorse? The answer is, of course.
He had already made a big mistake when he was a playboy and an arms dealer in the early days.
He personally created countless terrible weapons, and these weapons took the lives of countless innocent people. Although this was not his original intention, he had to admit that he had to bear part of the responsibility for the deaths of those innocent people.
In front of people, he might justify himself by saying that he is just a weapon developer, not the person holding the weapon. But in his own heart, he never denied that he was guilty.
He has witnessed the deaths and displacements of people who were caused by his inventions, so he has always felt guilty about it. Shutting down Stark Corporation's arms development department was a move he made to atone for himself. And his willingness to become a superhero also has a large part of the factor in it.
He has never forgotten these things, so under the flames of the eyes of judgment, these feelings of guilt immediately turned into firewood under the flames, making the fire of judgment burning his soul blazing.
Undoubtedly, it is painful. But this pain is only the beginning. This is not the only mistake Stark made in his life. Under the flame of dialysis of the soul, one after another old events began to emerge.
He thought of what happened after he became a superhero, and the innocent people he affected when he fought against powerful enemies.
He had never considered the existence of these people before, because in his opinion, he had already given his best, and what he got should be glory rather than harshness. Until one time, he encountered such a scene at his company's product launch event.
A grieving mother came to her door holding a photo of her dead son and a doll of herself, and like an enemy, she blamed her son's death on him.
This made him incomprehensible, and even said that he once wanted someone to throw this crazy woman out. But when the woman told him that his son was his fan, the one who waved his doll and shouted Long Live Iron Man when he fought the Kree, he fell silent. And when she said that his son was killed by the Kerry Stars while cheering for him, he immediately felt an indelible sense of guilt in his heart.
This was the first time he realized this problem, and when he realized this problem, he could no longer avoid such a problem.
This innocent little boy won't be an exception, and when superhero fights can't be easily contained, there will only be more and more of them. He was very sure of this, but when the long list appeared in front of his eyes, he was speechless for a moment.
He doesn't have to be responsible for all the people on that list, but even if he needs to be responsible for one-tenth of the people on this list, that is a number that makes him shudder.
Although he could comfort himself by saying that if it wasn't for his efforts, more people would have died, in the end he still couldn't convince himself that he wasn't responsible for the deaths of these people.
He felt that he was at fault in this regard. If he had paid a little more attention during the battle, then perhaps not so many people would have been involved. It was his sin, and he regretted it. And this regret, now, has become the fuel to catalyze the flames, making the hellfire on him rise again.
As far as a human being is concerned, the flames of hell burning on Stark's body have far exceeded the average level, and even reached a rare level. So at this moment, his whole body seemed to be turned into a torch, with the meaning of burning himself to death.
This flaming posture was so terrifying that Randekiel didn't dare to approach him. Instead, he quickly dodged aside when the flames were about to reach him.
In his opinion, with such a violent soul burning, Stark must have only a dead end. He even had some doubts whether Stark's soul had been burned to ashes at this moment.
But to his surprise, although Stark's soul has been completely burned by the fire of hell, which symbolizes repentance, his soul has no intention of being burned to ashes.
His confession is still going on, and what makes him feel painful at this time is the betrayal he once did. Those who betrayed his friends, his comrades-in-arms, and those who once trusted him.
Zhou Yi, Rhodes, and those soldiers who died tragically on the battlefield because of his orders, could not even let their grievances be avenged.
These are the various choices he made as president, and he always thought that the choices he made were correct. But it is undeniable that even if he thinks these choices are correct, he will still feel guilty and painful for these choices.
This pain has always been a heavy burden in his heart, but it is even more so at this time. Few things fueled the fire in him more than this pain. The souls of those who died tragically because of his decision were like tarsal maggots wrapped in the flames around him, whispering to him in his ear, telling him their hatred and pain. And for him, these questionings are even worse than the burning pain from the soul.
The pain has reached the extreme at this time. And his endurance seems to have reached the limit. At this time, he already had the idea of giving up resistance, and he already had the urge to sink. However, every time this time comes, every time he thinks about his end after giving up, the end of this country and even the entire human race, he will burst out a stronger belief from the depths of his soul, which gives him support in the burning of his soul Go down the capital.
I can't die yet, I can't die yet. This country still needs me, I still have a lot to do, I still have a lot to save! I am guilty, I deserve to be punished. But not now, not here. I can't, I can't die here!
He repeated these words over and over again in his heart. And just under his almost hypnotic self-repetition, he suddenly let out a loud roar, and then the whole person suddenly broke free from the judgment of hellfire.
Although the flames were still burning, compared with the almost violent form before, the flames of judgment from the soul were much smaller than what was visible to the naked eye. There are only dots of flames wrapped around Stark's body like leftovers. Facing such a scene, the shock in Rande Gere's heart can't be described in words.
It has been thousands of years since he knew the existence of Ghost Rider. For thousands of years, it was the first time he saw a human being able to break free from the eyes of judgment of the ghost knight, and it was the first time he saw someone who could persist until the end after facing his own sins.
What was holding on to him, what gave him such strength? Is it faith? He didn't know, and he couldn't find out the answer at all.
Things have reached this point, and it has become more and more out of his control. And compared to the complacent look before, now he just feels as ridiculous as a clown.
He was no longer able to do anything to Stark, and after using all the means, he found that he had no more ways.
This made him a little annoyed, even said to be angry. For a mere human being to push him to such a point, this is simply an intolerable thing for him who has always thought highly of himself.
He had to do something, he had to stop Stark from interfering with their actions. And what to do? The evil came from his heart, and he immediately came up with a solution that was not a solution, and after that, he immediately rushed towards Stark like a cannonball.
Stark, who had just emerged from the torment, obviously did not anticipate the situation he was facing. He was like a drowning man who had just been rescued, his mind was completely blank and he gasped for breath.
And at this moment, Randekiel had already thrown himself in front of him, hugged him unceremoniously, and plunged towards the ground.
He wasn't trying to do it all over again, that wouldn't make any sense to Stark at all. His idea is very simple, that is to use the ability of Ghost Rider to freely shuttle between hell and the world, and take Stark to shuttle directly to hell. He was going to delay him there, interfere with Stark's actions there. Although this will also affect his follow-up plan, but at this time, he has no better way.
It was the only way to go, he thought. And just before he was about to bring Stark into hell, he was already roaring, yelling at Sir Mordo who had been hiding aside and watching from the sidelines.
"Mo Du, open the leylines and let Satan in! Don't forget the deal between you and us, don't forget what you promised us! Hurry up, open the leylines!"
His words naturally shocked Stark, and just as he was struggling to break free from the shackles of Randkill, he had already seen beams of light like fireworks emanating from the entire Death Canyon. The inside rose up.
The veins of the earth have been opened!