462 Rumlow's question has been answered (more to come)
Tony took a few steps back, with a look of astonishment on his face hidden under the mask.
This incident did not cause much damage to him, but it still caused him some loss of face.
"how did you do it?"
After Tony stood firm, he couldn't wait to ask Anton Vanke in front of him.
Such transformation is no longer a technical category of external armor.
“This is my mechanical prosthesis, why is this beyond your imagination?”
Anton Vanke had a smile on his face, and the muscles in his body were constantly trembling.
The cables and the Ark reactor mixed with flesh and blood continued to tremble with his movements.
“No, I’ve only dabbled in biology a little bit, but the side effects of your transformation won’t make it so easy for you.”
As Tony spoke, weapons appeared on his shoulders and a light lit up on his palms.
Having a fight with real swords and guns is the best choice now.
“Yes, I may die at any time. But so what?”
Anton Vanke clenched his fists and rushed forward again. The ground beneath his feet was constantly being trampled by huge force, and the Ark reactors also began to glow.
At this time Anton Vanko is more like a robot than Tony.
No matter how strengthened Anton Vanke's flesh and blood is, it is impossible for him to be able to withstand the output of such power like those barbarians.
Even Tony's steel suit uses energy in the form of shields and energy shocks.
Pure brute force?
This is not smart.
"boom!"
This time Anton Vanke’s fist finally did not fall on Tony.
A shield with flashing electric light appeared around Tony.
His fist hit it hard, and the waves of trembling made people look a little worried.
“Stand shield? Have you mastered this technology now?”
Anton Vanke's fist sent out a burst of burnt aroma, but he just shook his hand indifferently and stood in front of Tony.
“It seems like you don’t know as much about me as you do in your profile.”
After Tony deployed his stance shield, he also took off his face armor.
Looking at Anton Vanke, his expression was a little strange.
“Tell me, what’s going on with you? Or does the fate that the barbarians talk about also exist in this world? Have you seen the future?”
Tony grasped the key point. Although it was a little different from his guess, it was very close.
“You should understand that these things are not something that can be said casually.”
Anton Vanke said expressionlessly, and then launched another attack on the stance shield!
A very standard low leg sweep! It landed on the stand shield with a sound of breaking through the air.
Flesh and blood splattered! Anton Wanke’s skin exploded under this blow!
S.H.I.E.L.D. has already begun to monitor the activities in this house.
…
“Rumlow, you should know the most, what can you tell us now that you have thought of?”
Steve was accompanied by Peggy Carter and Dugan, and by the way, he was dragging Constantine, who had just been knocked unconscious.
They appeared in the apartment where Rumlow lived, as if they did not regard themselves as outsiders.
Steve said it very calmly while heating the pizza in the microwave.
“Old guy, do you know how to use electronic devices?”
Rumlow was lying on the couch, watching others busy in his room like a gentleman.
Looking a little lazy.
“You, who were the first to become a barbarian, wouldn’t tell us that you knew nothing about barbarians, right?”
Dugan took out a few bottles of spirits from the cabinet and placed them on the coffee table, then sat directly opposite Rumlow.
"Ha!? If I don't tell you, are you going to treat me the same way as last time? Let's see... Steve the Crusader, Agent Peggy Carter who is linked to Steve's life, plus
A dum bomb?
Veteran combination?”
Rumlow sat up from the recliner, his eyes a little evil.
It is true that he is a sinner, but the person qualified to judge him is not here.
If you want to have a battle, that’s the best!
His relationship with S.H.I.E.L.D. has never been very harmonious.
“I don’t plan to fight you, I just need to get some help.”
Duggan said straightforwardly.
Humblingly, he took Rumlow's cigar box from the coffee table and took out a cigar from it.
“What do I know? I’m still at a loss! Angels, demons, nephalem, and humans! I still don’t know where I am! What position I am in!
Well, I am a sinner and a redeemer!
It is enough for you to use me as a weapon. I can die in any battle and I am willing to do so!"
Rumlow became excited, took his cigar box back from the table, bit off the end of the cigar roughly, lit it and took a deep puff.
Morcott's figure suddenly floated out from behind Rumlow, and with his appearance, Rumlow also calmed down.
Just like what Warusk did to Bulcaisel at that time, he consumed Rumlow's anger and appeared here.
“If you want to know something, you can ask me instead of forcing me to ask him.”
Morcott said this after he came out.
"The Proof of Shame is the cruelest thing. After being affected by that thing, Rumlow's ability to act intelligent has exceeded Tarik's and my expectations."
Mocott said without hesitation.
Then his eyes focused on Steve.
“What do you want to know? About the barbarians? Or about the Nephalem?”
Morcott said this with a mocking look on his face.
He doesn’t like facing guys like Steve.
It can be said to be noble and holy, but it is not as pure as imagined.
If he chooses a successor, it will definitely not be a guy like Steve.
Conflicted people are always more likely to go to extremes and are more likely to be corrupted by the devil of hell.
“Honestly, Bulcaisel wanted to kill me at that time. What did you promise him to let me live?”
After being drained of all his anger by Mocott, Rumlow finally asked the question he had wanted to know for a long time.
Rumlow's sudden interjection made the scene calm for a moment.
“You want an answer from me? If you’re really ready.”
Morcott looked directly at Rumlow and said, his eyes were very serious and full of coercion.
Lum Luohao looked at the other party without hesitation, and it could be seen that he was very calm.
“After you have overcome the shame, your performance will determine the fate of this body!”
Morcott paused as he spoke.
“Simply put, you have three endings. This is doomed! When you overcome the influence of the Proof of Shame and become the original villain, Tariq will step in and take control of your body.
In other words, the most complex and contradictory guardian among the three ancestors will be reborn in the flesh.
And when you behave a little better than that, such as now. Mokot the Merciless, that is, I will stay by your side and observe your next transformation. When your soul falls into madness, I will
Give you liberation, and then the Merciless will be reborn!
Finally, after you truly realize your mistakes, understand what justice and honor are, and become a resounding barbarian. You will be the barbarian who takes on the responsibility of the gatekeeper after Talik."
Morcott didn't mean to avoid it at all, he just looked at Rumlow steadily.
“My life has already been assigned a future?”
Rumlow smiled with some relief.
"Talik always uses the word 'heir' when he calls you. The two previous options are just to ensure that you will not become a trouble. Although you are already a trouble, and barbarians hate trouble."
Morcott’s words will not continue here.
Rumlow began to digest these contents in his mind.
“Isn’t this a little too cruel?”
Steve frowned as he spoke, and the holy light on his body suddenly became a little stronger.
Peggy Carter's face on the other side was slightly flushed. After her life was connected, she was receiving the power of the Crusaders, and her body would continue to become stronger until it reached Steve's level.
Just like a Templar knight like Cormac.
"Cruel? We gave a bad boy who should have been smashed to pieces by Bulcasso a chance to redeem himself and live. Without these guarantees, do you think Bulcasso would let go of a guy whose soul is full of stench?
?”
There was no emotion in Mocott's voice, and he didn't care whether Rumlow would become corrupted after knowing this.
He and Tarik had no intention of hiding the answer to this question. As long as Rumlow was prepared to ask, he would get the answer.
“At least, I didn’t end up on the worst path, didn’t I? Well, I’m ready.”
Rumlow interrupted Steve directly.
A calm smile appeared on his face, and he finally relaxed.
“To be honest, I have never thought that I would be a noble person, but now I feel good. At least I don’t have to think about too complicated things.”
Rumlow said this to Steve.
Every child growing up in the United States will have a period of time in their hearts where they admire Captain America.
He is also included.
The title "Hero" is full of attraction for children.
“The evidence of shame will continue to have an impact on you until your atonement is completed and it is time to determine your final outcome.”
Morcott said this, and then tapped Steve with his chin, indicating that if the other party wanted to ask anything, he should hurry up.
Steve was stunned for a moment, still feeling sorry for Rumlow.
But Peggy Carter brought him back to reality with a tug on his sleeve.
“So, what do savages want in this world?”
Steve asked the question that concerned him most.
“The continuation of the barbarians is what our ancestors wished for.
Even if they are exterminated during the battle, it will not be a big regret. But before that, we will risk everything to destroy the High Heaven and the Burning Hell."
Morcott said this.
This is the consensus among those ancestors.
It’s just that after getting Bulcaisuo, they no longer worry about the worst outcome.
The strength of Bulcaisso has made hopes begin to spread, but so have concerns.
The question of whether Bul-Katho will be corrupted has always existed in the minds of all the ancestors.
Being corrupted has little to do with whether they are strong enough or not.
“Is it an accident that I came into this world?”
Steve asked.
Although he had heard such words from other ancestors, he still asked worriedly at this time.
Morcott frowned, this action made Steve a little nervous.
He was afraid of hearing something terrible.
“Maybe it’s fate? But we didn’t expect it to end like this at first.”
Morcott still gave the answer.
It’s just that this uncertain answer won’t make Steve completely relieved.
“What do you think of us ordinary people? According to your side, we are not Nephalem.”
Dugan asked after taking a sip of the wine in his glass, and Shunda also burped.
Mocott glanced at him, then took the wine on the table and poured it into his mouth.
After drinking the bottle with the bottom up, he spoke slowly.
“Nephalem are what angels and demons call us, and most of the time we call ourselves humans.”
This is the savage's answer.
Mokot gave this answer on behalf of all the ancestors.
Human beings claim to be human beings, but who would correct them everywhere and say that they are not human but are Nephalem?
"Okay, are there any other questions? If not, I will return to Rumlow's body. It is still difficult for him to bear my body with his anger, although he has become a lot stronger."
Morcott was a little unwilling to wait any longer.