Marvel With Zanpakuto

"Bazel, answer me quickly!!"

"Damn it, Bazel, do you want to betray me too?!"

"I order you to release the "Primarch" immediately! "

The red skull's pupils shrank to pinpoint sizes, and several blue veins popped out on his forehead.

Even he himself didn't notice that there was a tremor in his voice, full of fear of death.

No matter how he calls, or threatens and curses. There was no response from the communicator, and it was as quiet as death. Bazel seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and one could not help but wonder if he was already dead.

Bazel...what happened?

Damn it, is it possible that Bazel is dead because of the shock just now?

It doesn't matter if this guy is dead, but the key problem is that the key to awakening the "original body" is still in the hands of that bastard.

Beads of cold sweat seeped out of the skin, along the terrifying skeletal face, and gathered behind the chin to drip.

Facing the ray of light hanging down in mid-air, Red Skull experienced for a long time the feeling of life and death being in the hands of others.

Just like those animals whose fur explodes when faced with a threat.

All the pores on his body were now open, and every hair on his body stood on end, exuding the trembling aura called 'fear' from the inside out.

The majestic aura, like an abyss and an ocean, pressed down on everyone's hearts like a mountain.

At this moment, they were like weak chickens held in the hands of a butcher, about to be slaughtered. A cold chill ran from the soles of their feet, as if there were millions of ants crawling under the skin, and then gradually occupied the entire brain.

Tremble…

The Red Skull, who used to be extremely arrogant, is now fighting between two sides.

Under the terrifying pressure as mighty as the power of God, his spirit was constantly bearing a heavy pressure as huge as the impact of a tsunami. All his bones and muscles were screaming, and he even wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy.

But alas...he couldn't.

Not to mention kneeling down to beg for mercy, even simple actions like blinking and raising an eyebrow were out of reach for him.

The man's eyes were half-closed, and his eyes were as deep as a pool, making it difficult to see his emotions and anger.

He turned his eyes and looked at Steve.

The mental shock exploded in his mind like a thunderstorm. Steve's eyes turned white on the spot and he passed out.

The man narrowed his eyes, neither sad nor happy, staring at the Red Skull.

The howling snowstorm outside suddenly stopped, and then there was a cold voice without any emotion, like the sound of heaven covering the sound of all things.

"But still remember... the town of Tensberg?"

His tone was obviously very calm, but beneath that calmness, there seemed to be a certain emotion that was as cold as a blizzard and surging endlessly.

"Tunsberg?!"

Red Skull's pupils trembled slightly, and memories came back to him of the village and town that he ordered to be massacred.

It was precisely because of Tunsberg's discovery that Hydra was able to rise rapidly in a short period of time. Dazzling black technologies emerged one after another, and it became a behemoth of the Third Reich. In the end, even the Reichstag could not intervene.

All these changes came from Tonsberg’s two treasures.

The first treasure is Odin's gemstone, the Cube. Owning it means having infinite energy!

The second treasure is a gift given to him by God, the key to the treasure house of human evolution—‘Yvette No. 1’!

He has praised Tunsberg numerous times as a gift from God.

The appearance of Yvette and the Cosmic Cube convinced him that he was the apostle chosen by God, the 'Noah' who would lead mankind to a new future, and the thousands of residents in that town were just a small sacrifice to open a new era. That’s all.

But now...he found that it didn't seem to be the case.

He is neither the apostle chosen by God, nor the Noah who leads mankind into the future.

The screams that were buried by the gunfire, and the pairs of eyes with hatred and hatred, reappeared before his eyes like hallucinations, and finally settled on an old face.

The flames of vengeance ignited from Tonsberg wandered over the ice fields of Siberia and burned out all the tentacles of Hydra.

And he, John Schmidt, the leader of Hydra Red Skull.

He is about to become the next target burned by the flames of revenge.

"No...don't...kill me..."

Red Skull's pupils were trembling, veins popped out on his face, and he tried his best to squeeze out a word from between his teeth.

"When you ordered the massacre of Tensberg, did you ever think about their feelings?" The man stepped on the invisible stairs and walked down from the sky step by step. A golden chain hung from his sleeve, making a burst of sounds. There was a crisp collision sound.

"No...I can't die! I can't die! I can't die!" Fear overwhelmed the Red Skull at this moment, and the will to survive burst out, driving him to break free from the constraints of coercion, as embarrassed as a bereaved dog. , running on all fours on the ground.

"Everyone is mortal, why can't you die?"

The man was walking leisurely like a cat playing with a mouse. The golden chains dragged on the ground, making a jingling sound. They rubbed against the cold metal ground and splashed a series of dazzling sparks.

"I'm the Red Skull and I shouldn't die here!"

Listening to the sound of the iron chain rubbing against the ground, the Red Skull was frightened to the point of trembling with fear.

At this time, he had completely abandoned his dignity, the leader of Hydra, and the evolution of new human beings. These things were not as important as his life. All he wanted to do was escape from the demon and the sound of the chain that was threatening his life.

Brush la la——

The man raised his arm and waved, and the golden chain broke through the air.

The Red Skull, who was running away like crazy, had his neck suddenly tightened by flying iron chains. A feeling of suffocation suddenly surged into his brain, and then a severe pain, as if being burned by a raging flame, soon swept through his body.

"Ahhhh——"

A shrill scream came from the mouth of the Red Skull.

It was as if millions of ants were gnawing at his flesh and blood, and it was as if he had been plunged into a pool of strong sulfuric acid. Every inch of his skin was melting, every bone was whining, and every cell was screaming.

Any words at this moment are pale and insufficient to describe one ten thousandth of this pain.

The iron chain dragged the screaming Red Skull, sliding on the ground bit by bit. At the end of the golden iron chain, he saw the earth cracking, billowing black gas rising from the bottom, and a ruined building. The terrifying door made of broken bones slowly rose.

Two huge skeletons wrapped in bandages slowly opened the terrifying door.

The screams of countless wronged ghosts were like a red-hot iron, stirring crazily in his mind. The tortured and ferocious faces exuded great terror, deeply stimulating the Red Skull's heart.

That's... the gate to hell!

Even if he has never seen it with his own eyes before, how could the Red Skull, who is obsessed with mythology, not guess it?

Those who fall into hell will suffer eternity.

He didn't want to become one of those wronged ghosts, let alone suffer torture in hell. This shocking scene directly shattered the last layer of defense in the Red Skull's heart.

"No, no, no... I'm wrong... I'm wrong!!!"

The Red Skull burst into tears and snot, and in severe pain, he frantically begged the man to spare his life.

"Don't you want eternal life?"

The man held the chain tightly with one hand, his eyes indifferent and cold: "I give you this opportunity, you just stay in hell and enjoy the eternal life you dream of."

"No--!!!"

A shrill, hoarse roar tore through the dark night.

A huge blade suddenly stretched out from the gate of hell, ignoring obstacles and terrain, and directly penetrated the screaming Red Skull.

The screams stopped abruptly, the Red Skull's eyes widened, and his skin and flesh peeled off inch by inch, completely turning into a skeleton.

The huge blade was hung with a red skull, slowly retracting the gate of hell, and countless evil ghosts rushed forward, biting the new members.

In the man's cold eyes, the door to hell slowly closed.

Red Skull got his wish and gained eternal life.

But the price for this eternal life is eternal torture by the cruel people in hell.