Marvel With Zanpakuto

Bazel hummed a light tune and walked slowly in the aisle.

Although the entire base was almost completely paralyzed, this corridor was not affected. Firstly, the seismic strength was taken into consideration during construction, and secondly, it was remote and not within the attack range of the beam.

The communicator held in his hand emits the roar of the Red Skull from time to time.

From the anxious tone and trembling voice, it could be heard that the leader was panicking now, but unfortunately Bazel neither cared nor cared. To him, it was no different from the cry of an insect.

Have human beings ever cared whether the cries of insects under their feet express sorrow or joy?

The lights in the corridor flickered on and off, and the silver-white metal walls on both sides sometimes reflected the figure of the German officer Bazel, and sometimes reflected another thin figure wearing a colorful robe and a golden doublet. The man with the crown.

He...or Him.

Humming an ancient and light strange tune, as crazy and sharp as a terrifying magic flute.

In the metal passage that was about a hundred meters long, the uncomfortable and sharp magic sound was transmitted back and forth between the metal walls, like a huge loudspeaker. All the Hydra soldiers who heard the sound had their faces distorted. Bleed to death.

After stepping over corpses, Bazel came to the end.

After a few simple biometric verification procedures, the closed heavy metal door slowly opened, and a white mist of extreme air-conditioning floated out.

The temperature in the entire passage seemed to have dropped a lot in an instant. A thin layer of frost quietly surrounded the surroundings, and the exhaled air shone with granular crystals, which showed how low the temperature behind the door was.

The room behind the door was pitch black, without any light, 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 particles, his face showed an abnormal purple color, and his clothes were even covered with a layer of hard frost, so that he Movement is slightly stiff.

There is an electronic thermometer hanging on the wall next to it, and the temperature displayed on it is -187.53°C.

In this extremely cold environment, normal people can only survive for a few minutes, or even shorter, but Bazel didn't seem to care. He moved stiffly to the depths, where he found a sealed chamber filled with an unknown green solution. In front of the cabin.

Inside the huge sealed container, sleeping was a man nearly three meters tall.

He has black hair and black eyes, and a very majestic appearance. The outline of his tough face reveals perseverance like a knife and an axe. The only flaw is that half of this man's face has been turned into white bones, and he looks like a living corpse. of carrion.

Even through the sealed container, you can feel the rotten smell.

That gorgeous armor, which seemed to be made of gold, had ancient traces corroded by thousands of years on it, and countless mottled and intertwined battle scars, which seemed to silently tell how brutal the war he had participated in.

Although he is still sleeping, or he is completely dead.

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

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

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

But someone didn't want him to continue sleeping.

"Haha...we meet again."

Bazel stroked the container, his eyes dim as he seemed to recall: "The cold sun that once illuminated the universe is now only a shell, but this time... your enemy is Him."

The extremely ominous black air flow seeped into the glass container bit by bit.

The unknown green solution inside suddenly boiled, and then was dyed black at a speed visible to the naked eye, like pure water being dripped into ink. The face of the man wearing the golden armor was slightly distorted, and there was actually a hint of ferociousness. Feel.

"Wake up, warrior."

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

The next moment, the man's closed eyes suddenly opened.

boom--!

The sealed container filled with pitch black liquid was burst by some force from the inside out.

Howling violent energy filled the room. Broken metal fragments and glass shards exploded in the air like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, making a heart-stopping scream. Bazel was the closest and was directly cut into pieces by the flying fragments. The corpse was broken into pieces, and the remaining fragments were deeply embedded in the steel wall.

One foot took the lead in stepping out of the container and firmly planted on the ground.

Then a man who looked like a rotten corpse, exuding a strong aura of death, walked out of the broken container. His turbid gray eyes were dyed with a hint of ominous darkness. The originally golden power armor, now Suddenly it turned ominous black.

The "Primarch"...is awake!

The huge golden sword ignited with flames, and the original body dragged the sword unconsciously and walked towards the passage step by step.

There, there was a battle waiting for him.

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The arrogant Red Skull finally achieved his lifelong wish.

The man closed his eyes and slowly raised his palms. The azure light slowly condensed into shape. The projections of souls appeared in his mind, and the entire underground base of Hydra was shrouded in it.

Screening the evil degree of each soul, he soon determined which soul projections were from Hydra.

"Multiple...Holy destroying arrows!"

The man's lips opened slightly, and with a cold voice, the blue beam of light hit the sky.

A moment later, a blue beam of light exploded in the sky like fireworks, and an overwhelming rain of light arrows fell from the sky with great momentum, like a hanging bead curtain. Just looking at the dense rain of arrows was frightening.

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

The pitch-black night was torn apart by azure light.

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

Each arrow was extremely accurate, piercing through the fleeing and screaming Hydra soldiers, ruthlessly harvesting everyone's lives, slaughtering those who had no ability to resist, blood flowing into rivers, and screams shaking the sky.

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

No one survived, no one survived.

The only people who can still breathe are non-HYDRA members.

Just when Steve thought everything was over, he suddenly felt his heart sinking suddenly, and his brain hurt as if being hit by a heavy hammer. The moment before he was about to fall into coma, he saw a huge black shadow nearly three meters high, like a comet. Like piercing the night sky and crashing into that person.

Rumble——! ! !

The huge, earth-shattering roar ignited the peak battle in an instant.

The two energies visible to the naked eye were entangled and torn, constantly colliding fiercely in mid-air, bursting out with dazzling brilliance comparable to that of comets, setting off rolling and exploding waves of wind, ruthlessly trampling and destroying everything within a kilometer radius.

The pair of ominous pitch-black eyes and the eyes filled with red gold lava collided together in the void.

Invisible power shattered the space, and violent fighting intent accumulated in each other's eyes.