$144 The End of Rumlow (First Update)

"Rumlow, you can go to the Holy Mountain tomorrow."

Bulcaisuo looked at the people in front of him and said calmly.

What happened before is not a trivial matter that can be ignored, but it is not that important.

You must pay a price for provoking the barbarians, but the ants do not deserve too much attention.

Rumlow was still bleeding and his consciousness was blurred, but he still held the battle ax in his hand and still looked up at Bulcaisel.

Punishment is just the beginning, Rumlow told himself in his vague consciousness.

Hydra or S.H.I.E.L.D. makes no difference to Savage, so everyone on this building who deserves to pay for what they did needs to understand one thing.

The price should never be paid by others, and sacrifice can only be called great by those who dedicate themselves.

The alien space quickly faded away, and Nick Fury and others who had endured the pain returned to their original places.

Dugan stood upright, with dense wounds on his body filled with green smoke. He shook his foot, throwing aside a burned black stump and a damaged rubber shoe.

Standing on one leg, his body still looks upright.

Silently, he took out the match that ignited directly under high temperature from his pocket, rummaged for it and threw it on the ground.

"Who can lend me a fire?"

Dugan held the last bit of cigar in his mouth, his tone was a little low, but still tough.

It seemed that the previous pain had no effect on him.

He glanced at the amphibious man rolling on the ground, contempt flashing in his eyes.

As for Nick Fury;

He was half-kneeling on the ground, and his body had lost all signs of life.

One leg was turned into charcoal like Dugan, and half of his shoulder was connected to his arm like a dry branch.

Agent Hill's eyes were wide open and covered with bloodshot eyes.

His body was shaking constantly, like a hamster in a stress reaction. She couldn't help but want to open her mouth and scream, but she tried harder to close it.

"Did you kill Fury?"

Steve finally stood up, and after taking a look at the tragic scene behind him, he immediately held the shield in front of him.

Before he had time to figure out the situation, when the alien space enveloped this place, he was also included.

Steve didn't know much about what Nick Fury and the others had done before.

"How long do you think you can stand in front of me?"

Bulcaisel looked at Steve's defensive posture and found it a little funny. Even if the barbarian faced an invincible enemy, he would integrate all his strength into the next attack and go to death calmly.

Instead of holding a shield to protect yourself and showing a fearless posture.

As an extraordinary human being, Steve's performance when facing an invincible enemy reveals absurdity.

Can holding a shield in a defensive posture leave a deep impression on the opponent?

"I could fight you all day!"

Steve leaned forward, curling his upper body and trying his best to hide himself behind the shield.

Then a charge was launched.

"Noble warrior, you and Johanna may get along well. But for one day? You think too highly of yourself."

Bulcaisel's left hand struck the vibranium shield gently.

The iron fist of the Immortal King on his arm left a deep mark on the shield. Steve's body shook violently, and he felt a heavy blow that he had never felt before.

The gloves of the Immortal King suit, Volusk used these iron fists to smash the heads of countless demons.

Even though vibranium can absorb kinetic energy, the protective effect of this shield is extremely excellent.

But in Bulcaisel's eyes, the shield was nothing more than a piece of equipment with a blocking affix.

There may be some traces of the legendary Sakala shoulder armor, but it is not enough to block Bulqessor's casual punch.

Steve was so weak that he fell to the ground, and the huge tremor sent through his body made him feel sore all over.

"Okay, what do you want?"

Nick Fury's voice came from the side, and the figure that suddenly appeared still looked like that, with no injuries visible on his body.

The lifeless body on the ground was still there.

As Pierce had thought before, Nick Fury did indeed hide a life substitute in S.H.I.E.L.D.

Now Nick Fury himself is taking over as the new Stand.

It was just the pain in his soul that made him uncomfortable. The pain was intense, like a severely sprained waist.

He felt that his shoulder and left leg were like prosthetic limbs and had no sense of existence.

"There's no need to pretend that nothing happened and try to put pressure on me. Your injuries affect your soul, and the recovery of your physical body cannot alleviate the pain."

Nick Fury's condition could not be concealed from Bulcaisel, but he was not interested in watching this scheming bastard perform.

Bulcaisel took off the medicine bottle from his waist and stuffed it into Rumlow's mouth.

Rumlow had already seen the power of the Immortal King on the edge of death, and his spirit was rapidly expanding from his seriously injured body.

"Rumlow, you are an outstanding barbarian warrior."

It was the first time Bulcaisel praised him in front of Rumlow.

"Then I'll leave first. Recently, one of my students is trying to connect to the dark dimension and is a little busy."

Gu Yi turned around and while talking, he stretched out his hand to draw a circle and walked over.

After she saw the restrained anger of Bul-Kathos, she felt that she no longer needed to pay attention to this place.

Rumlow's injuries were recovering.

But a crack-like scar was left on his abdomen.

"The next step is to let those little bastards know what they have done. Rumlow, do you want to come in person?"

Bul-Kathos ignored Nick Fury's ugly face and reached out to pull Rumlow up.

"That's it."

Rumlow looked at Steve's calm eyes and felt a little bored.

Rumlow tore off the rags hanging on his upper body, leaving only the ancient wristband obtained in the secret realm hanging on his wrist.

The battle axe in his hand was also covered with cracks after resisting the attack of special firearms.

"Can I learn forging after I return to the Holy Mountain?"

Rumlow walked in the direction of leaving without looking back, but the voice did come.

"Barbarians can choose any path they want as long as it is just."

Bul-Kathos answered casually.

Steve was finally able to hold the shield tightly.

Nick Fury looked at Rumlow who was leaving, and a feeling of regret flashed through his mind.

"Maybe I should have agreed to Rumlow's request at that time."

But this feeling only flashed through his mind for a moment.

Nick Fury never indulged in regret for what happened in the past, he only had eyes for the present!