Marvel With Zanpakuto

There is a scientific study that shows.

At the moment before danger approaches, when adrenaline breaks out, it will give people greater reaction speed and strength than usual, but the price afterwards is often death.

Yvette's situation obviously falls into this category, but the only difference is that the power she displayed completely surpasses the adrenaline burst or the will to survive when dying, which humans can touch. category.

That is truly righteous, infringing upon the realm of God and the great power to manipulate time.

Everything has its price.

Invading the realm of gods with a mortal body, Yvette's soul power was squandered after the explosion, as if she had run tens of thousands of meters, a large amount of sweat evaporated from her body, and she fell into a coma.

"Yvette!"

Old John supported the unconscious girl, and the moment he touched her, he realized that the girl's body temperature was unusually high, like a scalding stove.

Yvette's eyes were closed tightly, her brows were deeply furrowed, and her lips were bitten with deep teeth marks. She seemed to be in a coma and suffering some severe pain.

The girl's originally fair skin was now as red as a cooked shrimp, exuding a heart-stopping heat that felt hot to the touch.

With this kind of terrifying temperature, if it were a normal person, he would have died long ago.

But apart from her expression of pain, Yvette's breathing and vital signs were still relatively normal. This discovery made Old John feel a little relieved.

But only slightly, because Old John knew that the crisis was not over yet.

The muzzles of dozens of tanks were still aimed at all of them. With just one more salvo, no one here would be alive.

Regardless of his injuries, Old John stood up tremblingly, with a trace of determination in his eyes, planning to make a last ditch effort.

Escape is impossible.

There is no escape route behind, and human legs cannot outrun a tank, let alone the speed of artillery shells. Therefore, the only hope of survival is to defeat these people here.

Just as dozens of tanks were preparing to fire and destroy everyone here, as well as the buildings, they were interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Everyone, stop it!"

When Old John heard the voice, his expression changed slightly. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a skeleton-like monster with blood-red skin and a tattered windbreaker slowly walking out of the ruins.

That's...Johann Schmidt!

Although the appearance has changed a lot, the familiar cold voice and the violent and cruel look in his eyes convinced Old John that this monster was John Schmidt.

Old John was really surprised that this guy didn't die after being punched hard on the head.

You must know that he is an Asgardian. His physique is several times stronger than that of an Earthling. He can blow up an Earthling's body with just one punch, but Schmidt is still alive.

"It hurts so much..."

Schmidt's eyes flashed with violence and cruelty, and he spoke in a cold and hoarse voice like a poisonous snake: "I didn't expect that in a small town with thousands of people, there would be supermen like you. If I hadn't been injected with the super soldier serum in advance, I might have really died just now. died."

Although the original version of the Super Soldier Serum had serious side effects and made it look like neither a human nor a ghost, all aspects of the human body's qualities have been enhanced to an epic level.

Thanks to the recovery of the super soldier serum, he was able to withstand Old John's punch.

But even so, Schmidt still almost died. A large piece of his skull collapsed, and the severe neurological pain made him even more irritable now.

"You're not from Earth, are you?"

Schmidt resisted the severe headache, with a violent look in his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said: "It seems that my guess is indeed correct. You should be guarding the Odin treasure left in the world, right?"

At this point, no matter how tough Old John is, he can't hide his inhuman physical fitness, so he has to admit: "I am indeed not from Earth, but I don't even know where the Odin treasure you mentioned is!"

"I don't know...hehe..."

Schmidt smiled with unknown meaning. Under the influence of severe neurological pain, his already ferocious face became even more terrifying: "I will give you one last chance to tell me the secret of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube." Whereabouts, otherwise... no one here can survive!"

This red skull shape, as well as the previous irrational and violent behavior, undoubtedly added some weight to Schmidt's threat, and the crowd instantly became riotous.

"Old John, please, tell him!"

"Yes, Old John, do you want to watch them kill us all? Don't forget, Yvette is only fourteen years old!"

"Yes, even if it's not for us, you still have to think about Yvette and so many children, right?!"

"Old John, I beg you, my child is just one month old."

The crowd burst into pleas, and everyone pinned their hope of survival on Old John.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Old John has run out of energy and is no longer as brave as before. It is impossible to save them from the devil, let alone stop dozens of tanks.

Their only hope for survival is the 'Cosmic Rubik's Cube' spoken by the devil in front of them.

"I......"

Old John had veins popping out on his forehead, his blood-red eyes staring straight at Schmidt, wanting to punch this bastard in the head!

But unfortunately Schmidt had been prepared for it. He had always stood behind the tank and kept a relatively safe distance. Even if Old John burst out again, he could ensure that he would avoid it as soon as possible.

"Have you thought it through?"

Schmidt's facial muscles twitched, and he endured the severe pain that was like tearing his brain, and said: "As long as you are willing to hand over the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, I can promise to let you live."

"Old John!"

"Hurry up and promise him!"

"Yeah, what are you waiting for?!"

"Do you really want to stand by and watch us be killed by these demons?!"

"Don't forget Yvette, she is only fourteen years old. You can't break the Rubik's Cube for the lives of so many of us!"

"Yes, yes, why should we be sacrificed for that magic?!"

The crowd's voices gradually turned from pleading to suspicion, and then to abuse and accusations. The overwhelming voices sounded like sharp knives, piercing Old John's heart.

Old John suddenly felt very tired, more tired than he had ever felt before. The violence and murderous intent in his eyes faded away, leaving only deep disappointment.

"Are you sure... after handing over the Rubik's Cube, you will let us live?" Old John asked hoarsely, his body hunched like a piece of rotten dead wood.

"Of course, my friend."

Schmidt rubbed his collapsed skull and gave a slightly ferocious smile: "If you think about it carefully, there was no need for us to start a war from the beginning. As long as you hand over the Cube, I will let you live. This is My promise to my friends.”

Old John was silent for a moment, his dim eyes turning and scanning the surrounding crowd.

Those eyes filled with tension and resentment, mixed with fear and panic, made his heart sting.

"Okay...I'll give it to you."

Old John's mind was muddled, as if his spine had been pulled out, and he was like a walking zombie. He slowly raised his hand and pointed at the collapsed church, and said hoarsely: "The original World Tree mural in the church hides a wooden box, and inside it is what you want." s things."

Schmidt waved his hand, and a team of additional soldiers went over, moved away the mountains of rubble and debris, and got into the narrow tunnel. After a while, they came out with a gray face, holding a palm-sized wooden box in their hands, and trotted along. Come over and hand it to Schmidt.

Schmidt opened the wooden box, and a dazzling blue light instantly filled the entire square. A dark blue cube lay quietly inside the wooden box.

This is the Cosmic Cube!

Without any evidence, Schmidt could be sure from the surging energy fluctuations that this thing was what he was looking for, Odin's treasure, the Cosmic Cube!

"Things...are given to you..."

Old John suddenly seemed to have aged dozens of years, and said bitterly: "Can you leave here now?"

"certainly."

Schmidt put away the wooden box with satisfaction, and then a cruel smile appeared on his face: "But before that, I have to take the girl away."

Old John's pupils suddenly shrank!

"Hahaha, I saw it all!"

Schmidt looked extremely ferocious, with a cruel and cruel light shining in his eyes: "It's unbelievable. There are still humans in the world who can manipulate time!"

In fact, when Yvette showed her power, two people witnessed the magical phenomenon of time slowing down.

The reason why Old John was able to discover it was that he had the blood of the Asgardian gods, so even if he was in that realm, he could still feel the slowdown of time.

Schmidt, on the other hand, is based on luck.

He was punched hundreds of meters by Old John, and he could clearly see it in the ruins. The transparent field released from Yvette's body was about less than a hundred meters wide. He happened to be outside the field, so he saw it. All passed.

Such a girl...

We must take her back and study her carefully. Once we can control that power, Hydra will be unrivaled!