400 Battle situation, Zanum, and conversations in S.H.I.E.L.D. (7,000 words guaranteed, more to come
"Lilith~"
Mathael said softly.
The power in his body began to be fully released.
This remaining world began to be turbulent, and its edges were shattering little by little, eventually turning into an endless void.
“I will be the winner, and you can only be my nourishment.”
The Reaper of Souls in Malthael's hand slit open the chest of the first generation Bulcaisor, and the heart that had just resumed beating was pulled out by Malthael's hand in the next moment.
“Get out!”
The fist of the first-generation Bulcaisor struck Malthael's face, and his anger broke through the limitations of this body, burning the flesh and blood on the surface of Kanai's corpse.
As the first-generation Nephalem who had killed countless angels and demons, this barbarian ancestor did not rely on his own temper.
It’s just this body that drags down his strength.
Kanai is undoubtedly a strong man, and he is already at the top.
But this body cannot fully release the power of the first generation ancestors.
Just because Kanai's power comes from restrained gentleness, while the power of the first generation Bulcaisuo is unbridled cruelty!
"snort!"
Rasma stood up straight, and waves of strange aura rose from his body.
In the favor of Inaris, bursts of fierce aura began to come out!
“Interesting, the will of Inaris is always by your side?”
Mathail's hoarse voice was not interrupted by the heavy punch of the first generation Bulqessor, as if nothing happened, it remained calm and cold.
The hand that gripped the heart of the first Bulcaisso suddenly tightened, squeezing the barbarian's soul out of his heart.
The next moment, countless sharp bones carrying poison rushed into his body, occupying every corner.
Sea of dead and dead bones!
The moment Rathma completely detonated the Realm of the Dead! The complex aura and various skeletons became overwhelming.
His eyes turned white, his hands were spread out, and his head was raised high.
It seems like believers are waiting for the moment when their gods will come.
The battle clothes on his body became dizzying, and the unknown aura began to become stronger than ever.
“I thought you would come up with something from Itrael, a balanced necromancer.”
Malthael's body was buried in bones, and gusts of cold wind wrapped around the countless bones.
At this time, the soul of the first generation Bulkatho roared!
“xia!”
Sharp and high-pitched!
Without Kanai's body, the power in this broken soul continues to rise!
The pale air flow climbed up to the bones little by little, and the white-hot flames added high temperature to the bones summoned by Rathma!
“Get out of here!”
The first generation Bulkatho shouted angrily.
The souls of Nazbo and the three others were shaken at this time!
The influence of Nazebo on the sacred mountain of Harogath has also become unstable.
“Our union is not love~”
Lilith’s voice sounded at this time!
"Our meeting is a selfish arrangement of fate, just for creation. Just for a new future!"
Lilith took a step forward, her eyes filled with blood red!
There was a unique sound from turning pages in a book, and the sound was getting louder and louder!
“But you must always be in awe of knowledge! Always understand that wisdom creates knowledge, but it never masters everything!”
A robe appeared on the surface of Lilith's body, as if the night had turned into a long veil, covering her graceful and bloody body!
“Black hole!”
Li Min threw out a series of black holes in a rage.
The high-quality material was made of mana, and her body once again forcibly entered the posture of a mage!
“The authority of matter is enough to get you to the top, mage! But how do you use matter to defeat and prevent death? How do you use things that can be seen to fight against things that are invisible?”
Mathael's body emerged from a wisp of smoke and turned into a physical entity again, standing in front of everyone.
But his eyes were fixed on Lilith!
The skeleton formed by the fusion of the power of Rathma and the first generation Bulkatho also decayed at this time, disintegrating into pieces bit by bit.
“Wisdom knows how to learn. This is why I can master death...”
Mathail's voice was low, but seemed ethereal.
Everything around him began to decay under this power.
“There is nothing eternal, if there is, it will only be fate.”
Lilith stretched out her hand towards Malthael in front of her!
The brilliance belonging to Inaris that was still exuding from Rathma gradually appeared, hitting the world's collapse road with a heavy hammer!
The sound of the glass being overwhelmed could be heard in the air, but no cracks could be found!
“Massa~Il! Fate has decided that you do not belong today!”
Inarius stood in front of Lilith, blocking Malthael's way!
“Aha! Knowledge can indeed be done! She knows! She knows! It! Knows how to call you, knows what kind of sacrifice this world needs!
Moreover, she always chooses the stupidest answer and writes it on her answer sheet!"
Mathael became excited, and his hands couldn't help trembling!
The hood that covered his face slowly slid down, revealing the withered and thin face inside, almost like a skeleton!
The silver hair kept flying, and then broke inexplicably!
Mathael stretched his body, and his bones continued to make cracking sounds!
Skeletons and angry flames, under the control of the first generations of Bulcaisuo and Rasma, rushed directly towards him, like a tidal wave hitting a dam!
“Inaris, you have given up yourself and reappeared in the world. What do you think?”
Malthael gently stretched out his arm, and the tip of the Reaper of Souls gently touched the bones.
At that moment, the burning flames were stagnant in Malthael's hands!
“This is fate~”
Inarius passed through the forest of bones and angry flames!
Nothing happened wherever he passed.
He is independent of these visible things!
“Did you hear it? Did you hear it! Poor Rasma! Poor everything controlled by fate~”
Mathael's arms stayed in place, and his body walked ahead while talking.
Until the four eyes are staring at each other!
“Stab it!”
Mathael suddenly waved his hand!
The light of the Reaper of Souls passed through Lilith's body, and the knowledge broke into two halves!
The upper half fell to the ground, but there was no trace of blood!
The next moment, Rathma appeared in front of Malthael in a twisted posture, and his pale arm pierced Inaris's chest!
Then, the mana explodes!
At this time, Li Min's body seemed to be uncontrollably pouring out the endless mana, and it merged into Rasma's hands!
“Inarius, is this also fate?”
As Malthael said this, the Reaper of Souls fell to the ground with a clang, and he pressed Inaris's face with his wrinkled palms!
Then he began to regain his youthful appearance.
“Wisdom only lacks a little power and a huge knowledge base that can be called omniscience. What does fate mean in front of us?”
Weird sentence break!
This world's path to disintegration is accelerating once again.
“Are you willing to stay in this world and support the continued existence of all this until I recover those who escaped and come back to reshape the world?
Or, are you going to be a part of me and witness me opening up a new world?"
…
Nazebo kept telling Bulcaisel what was happening over there.
The faces of the audience were not very good-looking.
Mathail did not mention the ending of Nazbo and the three of them at all in the conversation, so it was unlikely that there would be any good outcome.
Mathail is hostile to demons, and he is also hostile to the Nephalem who have demon blood!
Only Inaris got the chance to talk to him, which means that other beings are likely to completely become nourishment!
“Can you escape?”
Johanna looked at Nazebo and asked urgently.
As if such concern could lead to a good answer.
Natsubo shook his head: "I don't know. Wisdom is hard to fathom, isn't it?"
Burkeso looked at Nazebo in silence, with red anger surging in his body.
A mixed aura constantly emerged, which was the rule he got from the devil of hell and those monsters.
Whether Malthael has shown his full power, Bulcaisel does not know.
But he won’t lose!
“Do you think the higher heavens need to know this news? Nazebo.”
Burkeso pondered for a long time before slowly opening his mouth to ask.
“Bulkess, it will be your decision, and it’s almost time for us to try to escape.”
The mouth under Natsubo's mask was wearing an ugly smile.
The next moment, his body turned into a ray of light and rushed into Kanai's Box!
Smelting his soul with a gemstone, the last person to do something similar was Kanai.
“Such a great artifact...”
“Click!”
The hand ax thrown by Bulqessor passed through Jotun Kule's body and hit the wall with such a sound.
“Such a sacrifice? Hahaha! Witch doctor, you are much smarter than Kanai!”
Jotun Kule smiled nonchalantly.
The Kanai's Box in his hand began to flash with a dark blue light.
“This is a communication tool, but you are the only person who can receive his message, and you are not qualified to contact him.
Is this the result you want? Bulkesso!"
Zortun Kule smiled wildly, and then took out a gem from Kanai's Magic Box.
A gem that looks like a small toad, with a less powerful but eerie brilliance.
【These Nephalems are all crazy. There are probably no normal people in that world anymore, because I am crazy too!】
Zortun Kule roared in his heart, excited.
But his excitement was extinguished in an instant when he saw Bulkeso's cold eyes!
“Whoever goes, look for Iprius!” Bulcaisel gritted his teeth and said: “As for Karasim’s reincarnation, use my blood! We need him to recover his strength faster.”
After the decision was made, the atmosphere in the venue was still tense.
It may have been rash to decide Craig's fate, but there seems to be no choice at the moment.
“Are you really not going to ask Barr?”
Johanna muttered, clenching her fists tightly.
“Barr won’t say it, this is our tacit understanding...”
Burkeso said with his eyes widened.
At this time, outside the Burning Hell, a man wearing a steel mask walked over.
Wearing a green robe, his eyes are a little scary.
Walking on the ground originally called "Hell", my eyes were constantly looking at something.
Dr. Doom.
King of Latovillea.
After feeling that he was unable to contact the devil in hell, his state changed from shock to irritability, and then panic.
Knowing that he had personally arrived in hell, his emotions finally turned into disbelief.
This change is particularly fun, but not necessarily for Dr. Doom.
Fortunately, he finally found a living thing in this desolate and scorched land.
It’s just that the thing is a bit ugly.
A huge arm was dragged on the dry body, as if it was wandering aimlessly on the land.
According to Dr. Doom's habit, he would not rashly choose a meaningless battle.
It's just that this time is different, he must find his mother's soul!
“What’s your name, that devil over there!?”
Dr. Doom’s tone was grand and full of majesty.
It’s just that metal mask that makes him look a bit incompatible with the voice.
Hands hidden under the robe already held a ball of energy, ready for battle at any time.
The guy made a vague sound from his mouth, as if he had an egg in his mouth.
Dr. Doom could only hear two words clearly.
“Sickness? Strange name. Do you know Mephisto? Tell me where he is?”
Dr. Doom kept a distance from this weird guy, still on guard.
No one in the devil is good.
This is what Dr. Doom learned while dealing with demons.
Well, this is the King of Plague. Apparently he at least has a big tongue.
King Plague read out the name he was familiar with, and the next moment, King Plague appeared in front of Dr. Doom, waving his huge claws and hitting him hard.
Although this "child" of Baal will not foolishly provoke other demon gods, he will definitely not respect him to any extent.
Just like Hamelin would not give a good face to Barr if he ensured that he would not be killed by Barr.
The name Mephisto has a completely different meaning to the demons.
"boom!"
The Plague King's arm fell to the ground and did not hit Dr. Doom.
Dr. Doom avoided the blow through superb magic.
But that arm made a deep hole in the scorched earth!
Waves of dark green venom exuding vengeance began to rise from the ground!
“Looks like I have to find a way to get some news from you! Devil!”
Dr. Doom watched all this happen, and a ball of violent energy was thrown from his hand towards the Plague King in front of him.
The proud Dr. Doom is not yet the God King at this time, and this is not the timeline where he became the Sorcerer Supreme.
Faced with King Plague, Dr. Doom's pride seemed like foolish arrogance.
But there may not be many people in this world who are qualified to be arrogant, but Dr. Doom definitely has this potential!
In the real burning hell, Baal sat quietly on his throne and didn't know what he was thinking about.
Maybe it would be a good idea to plunge the world into chaos.
It’s just that he doesn’t have a qualified believer to do this.
Moreover, will this bring Bulcaisel to your door?
Barr needs to think carefully.
After all, he needs to stay in the Burning Hell instead of wandering outside like Diavolo.
The Burning Hell is the foundation of the Hell Demon King, just like the angels are always obsessed with the higher heaven.
…?”
Barr looked at the space outside the Burning Hell with some doubts.
He felt the King of Plague's desire to destroy.
This made him a little worried.
Where can I find anything alive in this scorched earth?
Unless King Plague ran into some troublesome guy, he would cause such a commotion.
But Baal did not feel that King Plague was injured.
“Not barbarians? Then who will come to hell?”
Baal sat on the throne with his head lowered and thinking, rubbing his chin with the tips of his sharp claws.
“Tell me, where is Mephisto!”
Dr. Doom’s shouts finally reached Barr’s ears, which naturally aroused his interest.
The voice full of rage and thoughts of destruction made Barr a little excited.
In Sanctuary, people who believe in demons are "madmen" because what demons represent will only make them do all kinds of evil.
But what does it mean to be a guy who believes in angels?
In Barr's eyes, there is no difference between these guys.
And the guy who is fighting the King of Plague has already revealed his needs.
Then what follows is a "deal", allowing that person to use his power, and he pays for a piece of Mephisto's intelligence.
Mephisto is finished anyway.
And that guy seems to be very suitable as a bridgehead for Baal, to explore everything in this world little by little.
The first problem now is that Barr doesn't know how to attract Dr. Doom to this position.
After all, this distance is not close at all.
Especially, as the guy who gives away power and information, Barr will not rush to deliver warmth.
…
Mordoc finally emerged from the laboratory.
He clapped his hands casually, and then threw the scissors aside.
Peggy Carter's transformation has been completed, but as for brainwashing, he has not done it yet.
After all, his purpose is not to gain an agent who may betray him at any time, but to make Peggy Carter a rope that holds Captain America back.
The operation was also very successful, and there was no such thing as an extra piece of flesh or missing tools after the operation.
Mordoc was a skilled researcher, so this operation would not cause problems.
“Hey, Dr. Stern, what are you doing? Drinking delicious coffee and feeling what looks like coffee on your body sticking to your skin?
I’m just kidding~”
Mordoc was amusing himself by teasing Dr. Stern, who was already acting like an idiot.
The Sea Breaker on the waist swayed, making a sound like wind chimes.
“Next, it’s up to you to suture the injury to that old lady who has regained her youth, and then she pushed her to the ground, causing brain damage.
Dr. Stern, your brain will become SHIELD's power, and it may become SHIELD's test subject, but what the hell?
Since I don’t need you now, I won’t care even if you are killed by that lady after she wakes up.”
Mordoc held his big head on his head and grinned with his teeth drawn.
Then he found the control room of the base and broke the video storage disk into pieces.
SHIELD will restore everything inside, but it will take time.
At that time, SHIELD will focus its attention on Coulson.
After all, the only video recorded here is the period when Coulson arrived with Peggy Carter.
And Dr. Stern is undoubtedly an excellent target to take the blame.
Exquisite scientific research capabilities are obviously different from the big human brain.
Though not as big as Murdoc's head.
“I don’t want Hydra, but I like to collect them. Whether they are guys from the Third Reich or barbarians, I just want to have strong enough subordinates to protect my own safety.
Every self-proclaimed hero, where were you when I was pushed onto the operating table?
Probably singing and dancing to bring peace and save the world.
I would rather be a villain, because villains always live more comfortably than heroes!"
Mordoc rambled on about his story.
The only person listening here is Dr. Stern, who has a brain injury that cannot be cured.
After getting what he wanted from Dr. Stern, Murdoc's next target has been decided.
He will not miss the battle between Peggy Carter and Steve, but cannot appear on the battlefield as an enemy.
And this huge head makes him incompatible with normal people.
What we have to do now is either to find a way to disguise our big head, or to return to pioneering technology and master those elite powers.
Seabreaker will help him, Murdoc is sure of it.
Mordoc walked out of the laboratory and walked step by step on the snow-capped mountains.
Not far away, a pure white snow slope was trembling slightly.
“Hmm? A mind controller? That’s really exciting~”
Mordoc looked over there with a smile, already holding the chain of the Sea Breaker in his hand.
"Who are you?"
A soft voice sounded from Murdoc's mind, and the snow slope stood up.
That was a big guy whose whole body was covered with white hair.
A pair of eyes that are yellow with red, red with black circles, and red pupils inside the black circles are particularly conspicuous.
"and who are you?"
Mordoc grinned through bared teeth.
Before he could finish his words, the Seabreaker at hand dug heavily into the guy's shoulder.
A piece of water splashed out from the wound, and dark fear poured into the guy's heart along the wound.
As a mature master of mind control, Murdoc understood the essence of the power of Sky Hammer faster than other Lords of Sky Hammer who had not yet had time to grow up.
He has mastered the power of fear.
“Fall into the deep sea, humble beast, your wisdom is a joke in front of me.”
Mordoc launched an attack frantically.
He didn’t listen at all to that guy’s idle time to announce his family status!
“Zanum is going to kill you! Ah~”
The blood monster-like guy roared and fell into complete fear.
From his perspective, he is sinking into the deep sea little by little.
All he could see around him was pitch black and cold water.
Original Hulk, or you can call him the White Giant.
Although he is called Hulk, he is just an alien.
Has great physical strength, but is an insidious and cunning mind controller.
But his invincible mind control ability in the past seemed as powerless as a child when facing Murdoc!
Because he wanted to go deep into the heart of Murdoc, and there was a vision of Diavolo!
He connected with fear!
Terror of the Deep. This is the real power among the Seabreakers, something Diavolo has mastered.
But that’s enough for Zanum!
The icy sea water in the hallucination wetted Zanum's hair, and it was bone-chilling!
The light went from being vaguely visible to pitch black. This fear of falling into the deep sea came to Zanum's heart!
…
Bucky also returned to SHIELD.
Steve brought him back.
S.H.I.E.L.D. is currently in a state of flux, and the power of the Winter Soldier is also an indispensable part.
Captain America and the Winter Soldier are now in the S.H.I.E.L.D. office and are silent with Hill.
It’s just that this silence cannot last long.
“Aren’t you going to say something about this tights of yours?”
Steve said a little embarrassed.
Agent Hill sitting in front of him was still wearing the Green Lantern suit.
Looking a little tempting...
Although Steve is nominally an old man, his consciousness has not experienced that long.
Whether it is mind or body, he looks quite young.
“It’s just an accident, don’t worry too much about it, Steve.”
Agent Hill was holding a teacup in his hand, his body trembling slightly.
Her behavior and calm tone were completely different.
After all, becoming a person with super powers is a novel enough experience even for agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
“Then what are you going to do next? I remember you said this was ‘Green Lantern’, right?”
Steve didn’t know what to say for a moment.
Humbling something unknown, he nudged Bucky who was sitting next to him with his elbow.
The problem is that Bucky is also confused.
And in terms of life experience, the Winter Soldier has no advantage over Captain America, who has been sleeping for a long time.
He spent the past time either in a hypnotic slumber or on the road to murder.
It is also difficult to expect him to have pleasant conversations with others.
But he still spoke.
“Ahem, Hill, I think what you should do is not discuss with us what it’s like to have superpowers, but talk to Nick Fury about the specific experience.
Although Nick Fury is not very likable, he should have more experience in this kind of thing than Steve and I."
Baki smiled sarcastically.
Hill was a little silent, looking at him and Steve with strange eyes.
“After Nick Fury finds out, I’m afraid he will ask me to go to the laboratory to help with research.”
Hill said this.
Looking at Steve.
She was almost making it clear that the "Purple Man" corpse was resurrected.
In this matter, Steve strongly requested that Nick Fury destroy the body of the Purple Man.
And Nick Fury also agreed wholeheartedly.
But the result is obvious.
Nick Fury's bottom line is lower than that of ordinary people.
“Steve and Bucky, don’t be afraid of what I’m going to say next.”