$400 Battle Situation, Zanum, and Conversations in S.H.I.E.L.D. (7,000 Words Guaranteed, More to Come)

"Lilith~"

Masail said softly.

The power in his body began to be fully released.

This remaining world began to turbulent, and the edge was breaking bit by bit and finally turned into endless void.

"I will be the winner, and you can only be my nourishment."

The Soul Reaper in Masail's hand cut open the chest of the first generation of Bul-Kathos, and the heart that had just resumed beating was pulled out by Masail's hand in the next moment.

"Get out!"

The fist of the first generation of Bul-Kathos swung at Masail's face, and the anger broke through the limitations of this body, burning the flesh and blood on the surface of Kanai's corpse.

As the first generation of Nephalem who had killed countless angels and demons, this ancestor of the barbarians did not rely on his temper.

It's just that this body dragged down his strength.

Kanai is undoubtedly a strong man, so strong that he has stood at the top.

But this body cannot fully release the power of the first generation ancestor.

Just because Kanai's power comes from restrained gentleness, while the power of the first Bul-Kathos is unbridled cruelty!

"Hmph!"

Lasma stood up straight, and waves of strange breath rose from his body.

The grace of Inarius began to emanate waves of sharp spirit!

"Interesting, Inarius's will has always been by your side?"

Massael's hoarse voice was not interrupted by the first Bul-Kathos's heavy punch, as if nothing had happened, still steady and cold.

The hand holding the first Bul-Kathos' heart suddenly tightened, squeezing the barbarian's soul out of the heart.

The next moment, countless sharp bones rushed into his body with toxins, occupying every corner.

The sea of ​​life and death bones!

The moment Lasma completely detonated the realm of the dead! The complex breath and various bones became obscure.

His eyes turned white, his hands opened, and his head was raised high.

It seemed like the believers were waiting for the moment when their gods would descend.

The battle suit on his body became dizzying, and the unknowable aura began to become unprecedentedly strong.

"I thought you would take out some of Isreal's things, a balanced necromancer."

Malthael's body was buried in the bones, and gusts of cold wind entangled the countless bones.

At this time, the soul of the first generation of Bul-Kathos roared!

"Xia!"

Sharp and high-pitched!

Abandoning Kanai's body, the power in this broken soul continued to rise!

The pale airflow climbed up the bones little by little, and the incandescent flames attached high temperature to the bones summoned by Lasma!

"Get out!"

The first generation of Bul-Kathos shouted angrily.

The souls of the three people, Nazebo, were all shaken at this time!

The influence of Nazebo on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath also became 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 were bloodshot!

The unique sound of turning pages of a book came from her body, and this sound became louder and louder!

"But you must always be in awe of knowledge! Always understand that wisdom creates knowledge, but never masters everything!"

A long robe appeared on the surface of Lilith's body, covering her graceful and blood-filled body like the night turned into a long veil!

"Black hole!"

Li Min threw a series of black holes in a rage.

High-quality matter is made by mana, and her body once again forced into the posture of the law controller!

"The power of matter is enough to make you reach the top, mage! But how do you use matter to defeat and stop death? How do you use something that can be seen to fight against something that cannot be seen?"

Masaiel's body turned into a physical entity again from a puff of smoke and stood in front of everyone.

But his eyes were fixed on Lilith!

The skeleton formed by the power of Lasma and the first generation of Bul-Kathos also decayed at this time, breaking into pieces bit by bit.

"Wisdom knows how to learn, this is why I can master death..."

Masail's voice was low, but it seemed ethereal.

Everything around him began to decay under this power.

"Nothing is eternal, if there is, it will only be fate."

Lilith stretched out her hand to Masail in front of her!

The light of Inarius that was still radiating from Lasma gradually appeared, and the heavy hammer was heavily smashed on the road of the world's collapse!

The sound of glass being overwhelmed came from the air, but no cracks could be found!

"Masail! Destiny has determined that you do not belong today!"

Inarius stood in front of Lilith, blocking Masail's way!

"Aha! Knowledge can really do it! She knows! She knows! It! Knows how to call you, and knows what kind of sacrifice this world needs!

And, she always chooses the stupidest answer and writes it on the answer sheet!"

Masaiel became excited, his hands trembling!

The hood that covered his face slowly slipped off, revealing the withered and skinny face that was almost a skeleton!

The silver hair kept flying, and then broke inexplicably!

Malthael stretched his body, and his bones kept making crackling sounds!

Under the control of the first generation of Bul-Kathos and Lasma, the skeletons and the rage rushed directly towards him, like a tide hitting a dam!

"Inarius, you who have abandoned yourself have 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 skeleton.

At that moment, the burning of the rage stopped in Malthael's hand!

"This is fate~"

Inarius passed through the forest of skeletons and rage!

Nothing happened wherever he passed.

He was independent of these visible things!

"Did you hear it! Did you hear it! Poor Lasma! Poor everything controlled by fate~"

Malthael's arm stopped in place, and his body walked forward while talking.

Until the four eyes stared at each other!

"Swish!"

Masail suddenly waved his hand!

The light of the Reaper of Souls passed through Lilith's body, and the knowledge was broken into two halves!

The upper half fell to the ground, but there was no trace of blood!

The next moment, Lasma appeared in front of Malsail in a twisted posture, and his pale arm pierced Inarius' chest!

Then, the mana burst out!

Li Min's body seemed to be out of control at this time, pouring out the endless mana, and it flowed into Lasma's hands together!

"Inarius, is this also fate?"

Masail said this, and the Reaper of Souls fell to the ground with a clang, and he pressed Inarius' face with his wrinkled palm!

Then, he began to restore the appearance of a young man.

"Wisdom, just lacks a little bit of power, and a huge knowledge base that can be called omniscient. What is fate in front of us?"

Weird punctuation!

The road to the collapse of this world has once again accelerated its pace.

"Are you willing to stay in this world and support everything until I find those guys who ran away and come back to reshape the world?

Or, do you plan to be a part of me and witness me open up a new world?"

...

Nazebo kept telling Bul-Kathos what was happening over there.

The faces of the audience were not very good.

Malsail did not mention the ending of the three people of Nazebo at all in the conversation, and it seemed that there would be no good results.

Malsail hated demons and Nephalem with demon blood!

Only Inarius got the opportunity to talk to him, which meant that other beings might become nutrients completely!

"Can you escape?"

Johanna looked at Nazebo and asked urgently.

As if such concern could get a good answer.

But Nazebo shook his head: "I don't know. Wisdom is hard to guess, isn't it?"

Bul-Kathos looked at Nazebo in silence, with red anger surging on his body.

Mixed breaths kept emerging, which were the rules he got from the devil of hell and those monsters.

Whether Malthael showed all his strength, Bul-Kathos didn't know.

But he wouldn't lose!

"Do you think the High Heaven needs to know this news? Nazebo."

Bul-Kathos pondered for a long time before slowly opening his mouth to ask.

"Bul-Kathos, these will be decided by you, and it's almost time for us to try to escape now."

Nazebo's mouth under the mask pulled an ugly smile.

Then the next moment his body turned into a ray of light and rushed into Kanai's magic box!

The last person who melted his soul with a gem was Kanai.

"Such a great artifact..."

"Crack!"

The hand axe thrown by Bul-Kathos passed through Zoltun Kuler's body and hit the wall with such a sound.

"Such a sacrifice? Hahaha! Witch doctor, you are much smarter than Kanai!"

Zoltun Kuler smiled indifferently.

The dark blue light began to flash on the Kanai Cube in his hand.

"This is a communication tool, but you are the only one who can receive his messages, and you are not qualified to contact him.

Is this the result you want? Bul-Kathos!"

Zoltun Kuler laughed wildly, and then took out a gem from the Kanai Cube.

A gem that looked like a small toad, with a not-so-powerful but strange and unpredictable light.

[These Nephalem are all crazy, there are probably no normal people in that world, because I am crazy too! ]

Zoltun Kuler roared and excited in his heart.

But his excitement was extinguished in an instant when he saw Bul-Kathos's cold eyes!

"Who will go, find Imprus!" Bul-Kathos gritted his teeth and said: "As for the reincarnation of Kharazim, use my blood! We need him to recover his strength faster."

After making the decision, the atmosphere in the field was still tense.

This may be a rash decision on Craig's fate, but it seems that there is no other choice at the moment.

"Are you really not going to ask Baal?"

Johanna muttered, clenching her fists tightly.

"Baal won't tell you, this is our tacit understanding..."

Bulkeso said this with his eyes wide open.

At this time, outside the Burning Hell, a man with a steel mask came over.

He was wearing a green robe and his eyes were a little scary.

He was walking on the ground originally called "Hell", his eyes kept examining something.

Dr. Doom.

The King of Latveria.

After feeling that he could not contact the demons in hell, his state changed from shock to impatience, and then panic.

Knowing that he had come to hell in person, his emotions finally turned into disbelief.

This change is particularly interesting, but it is not necessarily the case for Dr. Doom.

Fortunately, he finally found a living thing in this barren scorched earth.

It's just that the thing is a little ugly.

A huge arm was dragged on the dry body, as if wandering aimlessly on this land.

Originally, according to Dr. Doom's habit, he would not rashly choose a meaningless battle.

But this time is different, he must find his mother's soul!

"Demon over there, what's your name!?"

Dr. Doom's tone was grand and full of majesty.

It's just that the metal mask makes him look a little out of place with the voice.

Hidden under the robe, the hand has already grasped a ball of energy, ready to fight at any time.

"~Disease~"

The guy made a vague sound, as if he had an egg in his mouth.

Dr. Doom could only hear two words.

"Disease? Strange name. Do you know Mephisto? Tell me where he is?"

Dr. Doom kept a distance from this weird guy and was still on guard.

None of the demons are kind.

This is what Dr. Doom learned when dealing with demons.

Well, this is the King of Plague. Apparently he has at least some big tongue.

"Mephisto~"

The King of Plague read out the familiar name, and then the next moment, the King of Plague appeared in front of Dr. Doom, waving his huge claws and hitting him hard.

This guy is Baal's "child". Although he will not foolishly provoke other demon gods, he will never respect them.

It was as if Hamelin would not treat Baal well if he was sure that he would not be killed by Baal.

The name Mephisto has a completely different meaning for demons.

"Bang!"

The arm of the King of Plague fell to the ground and did not hit Dr. Doom.

Dr. Doom dodged the blow with superb magic.

But the arm smashed a deep pit in the scorched earth!

Waves of dark green venom exuding revenge began to rise from the ground!

"It seems that I have to find a way to get some information from you! Demon!"

Dr. Doom watched all this happen, and a ball of violent energy was thrown from his hand towards the King of Plague in front of him.

The arrogant Dr. Doom was not a god at this time, and this was not the timeline where he became the Supreme Sorcerer.

Facing the King of Plague, Dr. Doom's pride seemed like stupid 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, not knowing what he was thinking.

Perhaps it is a good idea to plunge the world into chaos.

But he does not have a qualified believer to do this.

Moreover, will this make Bul-Kathos come to him?

Baal needs to think carefully.

After all, he needs to stay in the Burning Hell, not wandering outside like Diablo.

The Burning Hell is the foundation of the Demon King of Hell, just like the angels always miss the high-level heaven.

"......?"

Baal looked at the space outside the Burning Hell with a little doubt.

He felt the desire of the King of Plague to destroy.

This made him a little worried.

Where can we find living things in this scorched earth?

Unless the King of Plague ran into some troublesome guy, it would cause such a commotion.

But Baal did not feel that the King of Plague was injured.

"Not a barbarian? Then who would come to hell?"

Baal sat on the throne with his head down and thought, rubbing his chin with his sharp claws.

"Tell me, where is Mephisto!"

Dr. Doom's shouting finally reached Baal's ears, and naturally aroused his interest.

The voice full of rage and destructive thoughts made Baal a little excited.

In Sanctuary, people who believe in demons are all "crazy" because what demons represent will only make them do all kinds of evil.

But what about the guys who believe in angels?

In Baal's eyes, these guys are no different.

And the guy who is fighting the King of Plague has already revealed his needs.

Then the next step is a "deal", letting that person use his power, and he pays a piece of Mephisto's information.

Anyway, Mephisto is finished.

And that guy seems to be very suitable to be Baal's bridgehead, to test everything in this world little by little.

But now the first problem is that Baal doesn't know how to attract Dr. Doom to this location.

After all, this distance is not close at all.

Especially, as the guy who gave power and information, Barr would not rush to give warmth.

…

Modoc finally walked out of the laboratory.

He clapped his hands casually, and then threw the scissors in his hand aside.

Peggy Carter's transformation has been completed, and he has not done brainwashing yet.

After all, his purpose is not to harvest an agent who may turn against him at any time, but to make Peggy Carter a rope to tie Captain America.

The operation was also successful, and there was no extra meat or missing a tool after the operation.

Murdoc is a skilled researcher, and this kind of operation will not cause problems.

"Hey, Dr. Stern, what are you doing? Drinking delicious coffee and feeling the things that look like coffee sticking to your skin?

I'm kidding~"

Murdoc teased Dr. Stern, who was already like an idiot, as if he was entertaining himself.

The Sea Breaker on his waist swayed, making a sound like a wind chime.

"Next, it's up to you. Go and sew up the wounds of that old lady who has regained her youth, and then she pushes you to the ground, causing brain damage.

Dr. Stern, your brain will become the power of SHIELD, and it may also become a test subject of SHIELD, but who cares?

Anyway, I don't need you now. Even if you are killed by that lady after waking up, I won't care."

Modoc smiled with his big head.

Then he found the monitoring room of this base and broke the video storage disk.

SHIELD will restore everything inside, but it will take time.

At that time, SHIELD will focus on Coulson.

After all, the video recording here only covers the period when Coulson and Peggy Carter arrived.

And Dr. Stern is undoubtedly an excellent scapegoat.

Superb scientific research ability, obviously different from the big head of humans.

Although it is not as big as Murdoc's head.

"I don't want Hydra, but I like to collect. Whether it's the guys from the Third Reich or the barbarians, I just want to have strong enough men to protect my safety.

Where were you when I was pushed onto the operating table, you guys who call yourself heroes?

Probably singing and dancing, saving the world.

I would rather be a villain, because villains always live more freely than heroes!"

Modoc babbled about his story.

The only person listening here was Dr. Stern, whose brain damage could not be cured.

After getting what he wanted from Dr. Stern, Murdoc's next goal had been decided.

He would not miss the battle between Peggy Carter and Steve, but he could not appear on the battlefield as an enemy.

And this huge head made him incompatible with normal people.

What he had to do now was either to find a way to disguise his big head, or to return to Avant-garde Technology and master those elite forces.

The Seabreaker would help him, Murdoc was sure.

Modoc walked out of the laboratory and walked step by step on the snowy mountain.

A pure white snow slope was trembling slightly not far away.

"Hmm? A mind controller? That's really exciting~"

Modoc looked over there with a smile, and his hand had already grasped the chain of the Sea Breaker.

"Who are you?"

A light voice sounded from Modoc's mind, and the snow slope stood up.

It was a big guy covered with white hair all over his body.

A pair of eyes with red in yellow, black circles in red, and red pupils in the black circles were particularly conspicuous.

"Who are you?"

Modoc grinned.

Before the voice fell, the Sea Breaker in his hand heavily chiseled into the guy's shoulder.

A splash of water splashed out from the wound, and the dark fear flowed into the guy's mind along the wound.

As a mature mind control master, Modoc understood the essence of the Sky Hammer power faster than other Sky Hammer Venerables who had not had time to grow up.

He has done it handy with the power of fear.

"Fall into the deep sea, humble beast~ Your wisdom is a joke in front of me."

Mordok launched a rampant attack.

He didn't even bother to listen to the guy's introduction!

"Zanum is going to kill you! Ah~"

The blood monster-like guy roared and fell into complete fear.

In his perspective, he was sinking into the deep sea little by little.

All he saw around him was the dark and cold sea water.

The original Hulk, or you can call him the White Giant.

Although he is called the Hulk, he is just an alien.

He has strong physical strength, but he is a sinister and cunning mind controller.

But his previous invincible mind control ability seemed as powerless as a child when facing Murdoc!

Because in the heart of Murdoc that he wanted to go deep into, there was an illusion of Diablo!

He connected to fear!

Deep-sea fear. This is the real power of the Sea Breaker, some insignificant things that Diablo has mastered.

But this is enough for Zanum!

In the hallucination, the cold sea water wet Zanum's hair, making him feel cold to the bone!

The light went from faintly visible to pitch black. This fear of falling into the deep sea came to Zanum's heart!

…

Bucky also returned to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Steve brought him back.

SHIELD is now full of waste, and the power of the Winter Soldier is also an indispensable part.

Now Captain America and the Winter Soldier are silently facing Hill in the SHIELD office.

But this silence can't last long.

"Aren't you going to say something about this tights of yours?"

Steve said awkwardly.

Agent Hill sitting in front of him was still wearing the Green Lantern suit.

It looks a little tempting...

Although Steve is nominally an old man, his consciousness has not experienced that long.

No matter in 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 and his body was trembling slightly.

Her expression and calm tone were completely different.

After all, becoming a superpower is a novel enough experience even for SHIELD agents.

"So 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.

He said something he didn't know the meaning of, while nudging Bucky who was sitting next to him with his elbow.

The problem is that Bucky doesn’t know anything either.

And in terms of life experience, the Winter Soldier has no advantage over Captain America, who has been sleeping for a long time.

In the past time, he was either in a hypnotic sleep or on the way to kill.

It is also difficult to expect him to have pleasant conversations with others.

But he spoke anyway.

"Ahem, Hill, I think what you should do is not discuss with us what it is like to have superpowers, but talk to Nick Fury about the specific experience.

Although Nick Fury is not very likeable, he should have more experience with this kind of thing than Steve and I. "

Bucky chuckled.

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.

His eyes looked at Steve.

She was almost making it clear that the "Purple Man" corpse had been resurrected.

Steve strongly requested that Nick Fury destroy the Purple Man's body.

And Nick Fury also agreed wholeheartedly.

But the results are 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."

"We are warriors and we will not be afraid!"

Steve said this in a very casual tone.

Then he rubbed his shield.

He quite liked this Crusader shield.