Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 883

Bazel walks down the aisle at a moderate pace, humming briskly.

Although the entire base was almost completely paralyzed, this aisle was not affected. First, the earthquake resistance was considered during construction. Second, the distance was remote and not within the range of the beam attack.

The contactor in his hand roared from time to time from Red Skull.

From the anxious tone and trembling voice, you can tell that the leader is panicking now, but unfortunately Bazel neither cares nor cares, it sounds like the cry of inséct. no difference.

Why do human beings ever care whether the cry from the inséct under their feet is an expression of sorrow or joy?

The lights in the aisle flickered on and off, and the silver white metal walls on both sides sometimes reflected the silhouette of German officer Bazel, and sometimes reflected another thin figure, dressed in colorful clothes. Man in gorgeous robe and golden double crown.

He...or k.

hums an old, brisk, odd tune, as wild and sharp as a terrifying magic flute.

In the metal passage that is about 100 meters long, the unpleasant sharp magic sound is transmitted back and forth between the metal walls, like a huge loudspeaker, all Hydra soldiers who hear the sound , All faces were twisted and seven orifices bleed to death.

Stepping over the corpses, Bazel came to the end.

After a few simple biological verification procedures, the closed thick heavy metal door slowly opened, and an extreme cold air and white mist wafted out.

The temperature in the entire passage seemed to drop a lot in an instant, a thin layer of frost quietly attached to the surroundings, and the exhaled gas was gleaming with granular crystals, showing the temperature behind the door. How low is it.

The room behind the door was pitch-dark with no light at all, and the temperature was hundreds of times colder than outside.

In just a few breaths, Bazel's stubble and eyebrows were covered with white ice slugs, his face appeared abnormally blue, and his clothes were even covered with a layer of ice. Frost so hard that he moved a little stiffly.

On the wall next to it, there is an electronic instrument thermometer, and the temperature displayed on it is -187.53℃.

In this extremely cold environment, normal people can only survive for a few minutes, or even shorter, but Bazel didn't seem to care, and moved to the depths with stiff steps, a full tank. Unknown green solution in front of the sealed chamber.

In the huge airtight container, a man nearly three meters tall was sleeping.

black hair and black pupils,

The appearance is very majestic, the tough face outline, like a knife and axe, showing the determination, the only fly in the ointment is that half of this man's face has been melted Made of white bones, shaped like a living carrion.

The rotten smell can be felt even through the airtight container.

The gorgeous armor that seems to be made of gold, with ancient traces eroded by thousands of years, countless mottled and intertwined battle marks, seems to be telling silently that he had participated in the battle. What a terrible war.

Although he is still sleeping, or is completely dead.

But his unparalleled heroic and imposing manner made people feel as if he was still alive, as if facing an insurmountable mountain.

A huge golden sword, full of gaps left after the fierce battle, was still tightly held in his hand, as sharp and terrifying as it was when he swung it, and he could even smell it. to the remaining blood.

He was a great warrior who should have slumbered forever until the end of time.

But some people don't want him to continue to sleep.

"Hehe...We meet again."

Bazel stroked the container, his eyes faint, as if recalling: "The icy cold that once illuminated the universe. The sun, now there is only a body left, but this time... your enemy is k."

Exuding an extremely ominous black qi flow, a little bit seeped into the glass container.

The unknown green solution in it suddenly boiled, and then, like pure water dripped with ink, it was dyed black at a visible speed. The face of the man wearing the golden armor was slightly distorted, and there was A terrifying feeling.

"Wake up, warrior."

Bazel Hole's voice echoed like a ghost: "I found a good opponent for you, I hope you can get along well."

Next moment, the man's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Boom!

A sealed container filled with pitch-black liquid was propelled by some force from the inside out.

The roaring violent energy filled the room, and the shattered metal fragments and glass shards burst into the air like pear blossoms in a torrential rain, making a heart-pounding scream, Bazel was the closest, The scattered fragments were directly cut into pieces, and the remaining fragments were deeply embedded in the steel wall.

One foot stepped out of the container first and stepped firmly on the ground.

Then a man in the shape of a carrion, exuding rich death energy, walked out of the broken container. Those turbid and gray eyes were dyed with a hint of ominous pitch black. The power armor turned into an ominous black at this time.

The "primarch"...was awake!

The huge golden sword was in flames, and the Primarch, mudledheaded, dragged the sword, step by step, towards the passage.

There, a battle awaits him.

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The mighty Red Skull finally fulfilled his lifelong wish.

The man closed his eyes and raised his palm slowly. The brilliance of azure slowly condensed and formed. Soul projections appeared in his mind, and the entire underground base of Hydra was shrouded in it.

Identified the evil degree of each soul, and soon he judged which soul projections were Hydra's people.

"Multiple...Heilig Pfeil!"

The man's lips lightly opened, accompanied by a cold voice, the blue light beam hit the sky directly.

A moment later, the blue light beams exploded in the sky like fireworks, and the rain of light arrows hiding the sky and covering the earth carried a mighty momentum, falling from the sky like a hanging bead curtain, close and numerous arrows raining light It is trembling in fear at first glance.

Steve woke up just at this moment, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a scene he would never forget.

The dark and dark night was torn apart by the azure blue light.

The thunder's roar was mixed with countless blue light arrows, like an endless stream of angry waves falling from the sky.

Each arrow is extremely precise, piercing through the screaming Hydra soldiers, mercilessly reaping the lives of all, slaughtering those who have no resistance, blood flowing into a river, Screaming terribly.

Thousands of lives in the entire base were all turned into dead souls in just ten seconds.

None survived, none survived.

The only people who can breathe are non-Hydra members.

Just when Steve felt that everything was over, he suddenly felt his heart slammed, and his brain hurt like being hit by a heavy hammer. Just before he fell into a coma, he saw a giant nearly three meters tall. The black shadow, like a comet, pierced the night sky and slammed into the man.

Boom! ! !

A huge roar like a stone broke the sky, igniting the Battle of Peak in an instant.

The visible two strands of energy are entangled and torn, constantly colliding violently in the midair, bursting out with a dazzling brilliance comparable to a comet, setting off a rolling burst of turbulent waves, ruthlessly trampling and destroying everything within a radius of a kilometer thing.

The pair of ominous jet-black ink pupils collided with the pupils of the rising red gold lava across the sky.

The invisible force shattered the space, and the violent fighting intent accumulated in each other's eyes.