Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 725

Barton's arrow seemed to detonate a powder keg.

The howling sound of the injured monster running away, like a signal at a certain frequency, instantly attracted more monsters.

These monsters raided the Agent Squad from all directions, using the mist rising in the forest and the massive black trees as cover.

In the face of the sudden attack and the thicker fog interfering with the sight, the 50-strong tactical squad of elite agents dropped sharply to 32 people, and the remaining people were more or less still. All with injuries.

But after the initial disturbance, the agents quickly calmed down and formed a formation.

With the powerful suppression of the modern weapons in hand, the bullets start to roar with a rumble, and the sound of the exchange of fire can be clearly heard far away from several li, like a scythe wielded by death, began to harvest the lives of these monsters.

No matter what these things are, obviously they cannot violate the laws of physics.

With the skillful cooperation of the tactical Squad of the secret agents, they soon switched from defense to attack, and after killing more than a dozen monsters, the remaining monsters saw that the situation was not right, and they all screamed and retreated. deep in the forest.

The entire battle lasts no more than five minutes from the beginning to the end.

But this short five minutes has caused nearly half of the casualties of the tactical squad, and most of the dead companions did not even leave a complete body, and were violently attacked by the monsters. Torn into pieces.

The battle is over, but the price is too great.

Everyone still had lingering fears, gasping for breath, and scanning all around in horror.

"Damn, there really is a problem here!"

Barton looked at the shredded corpses of his dead companions, rushed to Ai Rick angrily, lifted the old man directly, and growled lowly. Said: "Why didn't you tell us in advance that there is a group of bloodthirsty monsters here?!"

"No...Barton, I swear, I don't know!"

Ai Rick was taken aback by him, and shouted in horror: "I didn't meet the forest last time, I went in through a cobblestone path, and then found the ancient tribe, simply haven't met these monsters!"

"Hey, Barton, you can't blame him!"

Natasha hurried up to see this, grabbed the angry Barton, and shouted: "Dr. Erik, if he saw these monsters in advance,

How could he not tell us? He nearly died just now!"

"Sorry...Ai Rick, Natasha."

Barton let go of his terrified Ai Rick, took two steps back weakly, ten fingers deeply inserted into the roots of his hair, face full of bitterness: "I'm a little out of control, these people are all I trained, they don't deserve to be damned.... .. so cruel."

The members of this elite tactical squad were once students trained by Barton himself.

But now, with this tragic way of dying, he was torn to shreds by the monsters as food, which made him, a former Instructor and teacher, very uncomfortable and angry in his heart. The fire was sprinkled on Ai Rick's head.

"No, it's not your fault, Barton."

Natasha knew the pain in his heart, so he stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Barton, and softly comforted: "None of us expected that monsters would pop up here, they came so suddenly."

"Sir Barton, you need to see this!"

An elite tactical squad Members, crouching beside the dead monster, waved summon them over.

Barton took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his heart, walked over to the squad member, and crouched down to examine the monster's corpse.

It's okay not to look at it. The brows of several people are deeply wrinkled, showing expressions of disgust and disgust.

The monster looks like a human, with obvious limbs and reproductive organs, muscles are basically degenerated, slender and thin like a branch, the palm shape is close to the claws of some kind of predator, and the whole body is The skin is in a green state of decay, and some viscous fluid is constantly oozing from the outside.

"Ugh...that smells bad!"

Natasha covered her mouth and nose, the thing exuded an unpleasant stench.

How to describe the smell...like methyl indole, commonly known as skatole.

This is a non-toxic chemical substance, and the gas is several times stronger than this thing. It can even be clearly felt at close distances, and the eyeballs and nasal cavity have an irritating feeling.

"Smell is not the point, Natasha."

Barton drew his saber expressionlessly, fiddling with the body's wounds and parts.

Natasha once suspected that the man had no sense of smell, otherwise he would be grateful if he could not spit it out at such a close distance, let alone use a saber to jump away from the source of the stench.

"It's a rotten organ, this guy is a human."

Barton violently cut open monster's chest with a knife. Although it was almost decomposed inside, he could still see the human organ. .

"Their claws are as sharp as those Lizards, but they don't have the corresponding intelligence" Natasha stared at the shape of these monsters, and a bold thought suddenly popped into her mind: "Is it... These monsters are the Lizards who failed to transform?"

"You're right, we've come to the right place."

Barton spat out one mouthful of impure air and slowly got up Said: "This place should be very close to Severn Valley, otherwise there would not be so many failed products, everyone should be alert and go to the enemy's lair to see!"

After a short period of preparation, the tactics The squad continues to set off.

However, this time they changed their positions. Squad guards on the left and right flanks. Barton and a few others carried out the exploration and advance. Natasha was at the rear. The tactical formation progressed steadily.

As the fog thickens through the advancing forest, a winding path lined with grey cobblestones emerges.

"It's here! It's here!"

Ai Rick pointed to the cobblestone path and issued a cry out in surprise: "It was through this path that I found the ancient tribe. ."

Barton looked towards the end of the trail, and found that he was deep into the forest, and he couldn't see the end at all.

In such a place full of weird atmosphere, there is actually a cobblestone path paved with artificial, no matter from which angle, it is full of sense of incongruity.

And with the thickening of the fog, the visible range is further reduced, the light becomes thinner, and the entire environment is shrouded in darkness, which undoubtedly exacerbates the invisible horror atmosphere, making people feel Almost out of breath.

"Alert around, let's be careful."

Barton made a few tactical gestures, fingers on the bowstring ready to fire, and slowly made his way down the cobblestone road.

The cobblestone road soaked with water vapor feels slippery to step on, so each step has to be more careful, the entire team is advancing very slowly, everyone's attention has been raised to the limit, and even the nervousness Breathing is subconsciously put lightly.

The weeds on both sides of the road are so lush that it looks like they haven't been trimmed for a long time.

As the fog thickened and the visible range did not exceed five meters, the members of the pathfinder and Barton suddenly stopped, and everyone behind them raised their guns nervously. Aim for the foggy area ahead.

"Barton, why did you stop?"

Natasha asked in a low voice, sweat dripping from the hand holding the gun.

"The lake...is a lake..."

Barton took several deep breaths and calmed down his shock: "We found . ......that lake in mythology!"