Marvel – Immortal Path

The death knell used to be a mercenary.

At that time he was still called Slade Joseph Wilson.

The fledgling Slade undertook a Quest-killing a drug lord in the Golden Triangle.

The target character has been hiding in a certain village in the deep mountains. In order to complete the Quest, Slade chose to pass stealth from the mountainside on a gloomy evening.

However, when he was going down the mountain, he met a cowherd baby, about 7-8 years old, skinny and pitifully thin-just like the old cow he was feeding.

Slade hesitated for a moment, turned his body sideways, and let him pass by.

The cowboy drove the ox, and ran past Slade in fear. Before leaving, he took out a small pistol from under his ragged clothes, turned and pulled the trigger behind his back.

The gunshot sounded, and when Slade came to his senses, he was already captured by the drug lord.

"Who hired you?" the drug lord asked.

Slade can see that the drug lord doesn't care about the answer to the question, he just simply enjoys this tormenting pleasure.

So, Slade glanced at the hastily bandaged wound and chose to remain silent.

The angry warlord made him tie Slade's hands and feet with twine, then brought a large spherical bamboo cage, brought a large stone, and put Slade in the bamboo cage together.

"You can say it." The warlord said to Slade, and he also slipped a slender reed into Slade's mouth.

The warlord’s men picked up the bamboo cage and immersed it in the jade green pond.

This is a ditch of green, stinking stagnant water. The breeze can't make any ripples, and the pool is full of white foam like pearls.

There is a layer of greasy woven Luo Qi floating on the surface of the water, and occasionally also the clouds that evaporate from the mold, and the water is wandering with tiny transparent insects, floating in front of Slade from time to time.

He just soaked in the stagnant water, leaning on the hollow reed out of the water, breathing the extravagant air.

Twenty-four hours later, the warlord asked the bamboo cage to be salvaged, and still asked the question: "Who hired you?"

Slade remained silent, so The warlord shortened the reed with scissors and threw him into the water again.

The shortening of the reed forces Slade to stick to the top of the bamboo cage, and use his fingers to buckle the bamboo strips hard, only in this way can he breathe in the air.

Twenty-four hours later, he was asked again. The problem was still the same, and Slade was silent.

So this time, the warlord took away the reed.

Underwater, the heartbeat sound is clear and audible. Apart from calculating the time through heartbeat, Slade had nothing to do at the time.

1 minute, 2 minutes, when the heart beat one hundred and sixty times, the gunfire rang out.

The melee between the two warlords allowed Slade to escape from his life. Since then, he has developed the habit of counting heartbeats all the time.

For example, in this Lin Hai snowfield, he is struggling to resist the butcher's butcher's knife. Just like several decades ago, he counts time through the sound of heartbeat.

2 minutes, these short one hundred and twenty seconds, every second seems to be stretched extremely long.

A butcher who claims to be 30% of his power can cut a tree with three or four people in the middle with just one wave of his hand.

And its butcher knife and meat hook are even more unstoppable. The death knell exhausts its full strength, and all it can do is slightly deviate from the opponent's offensive.

The tiger's mouth burst, and the gap between his thumb and index finger was completely stained with scarlet. The death knell didn't even care about the damage of his iconic black and yellow mask, still resisting it like a worm shaking a tree.

The man who fought alongside him was named Lars Gul El. The leader of the assassin had a calf broken, but the cross section of the wound did not leave much blood. During the breath, new granulation has emerged, and the shape of the "foot" can barely be seen.

The leader of assassin does not return to the calmness and elegance that he has made in the past. With the handle Broken Sword, he walks around the butcher. Although he is limping, he can pierce the gap in the butcher’s armor with every take action. Gouge out a large piece of flesh and blood.

"hmph, don’t be an An’an animal, just follow the example of a mantis!"

The butcher seemed to be annoyed by these two noisy small insects. He roared and raised the sky angrily. roared: "The limit is lifted, sixty percent!"

The death knell was shocked, and I was about to retreat, but I saw the thick Carina meat splashing out of the gap in the butcher's shoulder armor, in a Flash, the minced meat is assembled into nerves, skeletons, tendons, muscles, and two huge arms grow from the shoulder blades.

"What kind of monster is this-him-mother?!"

The death knell couldn't help but burst into swear words. Which country or region has he not been to in his life? Which enemy hasn't faced it? Seen a lot, it is already experienced.

But even he has never seen such a "creature" like a hell devil.

The price given by the Owl Court is obviously not enough to pay for the current situation. The death knell and Lars Gul Al looked at each other, and the heart is ready to retreat, ready to withdraw. Leave the battlefield.

Before he could move, the butcher standing there moved his four arms a little, grinned, and rushed to the death knell at a speed that was completely incompatible with his huge figure, with four palms. Qi Qi grabbed him.

"Fresh flesh and blood..."

The butcher’s red eyes are full of longing. It opens its bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, and slams the death knell on its head and feet. Lift it up high in the sky, intending to swallow it wholeheartedly.

Lars Gul El had already slipped away before the butcher grabbed the death knell, his stature retreated violently, and the rabbits fled all the way among the falcons, knowing that he was hiding in a certain tree in the distance. Staring at the center of the battlefield with terrifying eyes.

The death knell smiled, his mask was mottled and fragmented, revealing a slightly vicissitudes of middle-aged man's face.

"What are you laughing at?" the butcher asked.

"Time," the death knell touched his heart and closed his eyes, "the time is up, idiot."

It seems to be summon responding to the death knell, far away from the mountain. A light spot lights up.

AGM-114D,

This line of alphanumerics is not a mysterious code, but a heavy long-range anti-tank missile named "Longbow Haierfa".

This missile launched by the AH-64D Longbow Apache gunship, the millimeter waveguide seeker of the warhead searched for and locked the target kilometers away, and crossed the wind and snow barriers. Arrived in Lin Hai Snowfield in the blink of an eye.

The flight speed of 390ms has exceeded the speed of sound. Before the missile came, the butcher also responded in less than three seconds.

Can't escape, the laser semi-active guidance method can track all the way, and the millimeter waveguide seeker can also be used as a proximity fuze, even if there is a distance, it can detonate the warhead and destroy the target.

The butcher took a deep breath, threw away the death knell, and rolled fiercely into the snow.

The scarlet eyes looked at the missile coming from the breakthrough sound barrier, and the bone-cutting steel knife with chain was resolutely thrown.

The bipolar tandem shaped energy armor piercing projectile installed in the missile warhead hit a simple blade in midair.