Marvel With Zanpakuto

"Get out, I know you're not dead!"

Instead of letting down his guard, Steve tightened his muscles.

The feeling of the punch just now made him feel unsteady, as if he didn't actually hit the opponent.

"No wonder...when I saw you, I felt a familiar feeling." The unique cold sound of the hive echoed in the smoke-filled passage, as penetrating as a loudspeaker , drilled deeply into my mind.

Tread...tap...tap...

Along with the clear sound of footsteps, a figure gradually appeared in the smoke.

The hive looked unscathed, except for the neat black suit, which was stained with dust and became a little dirty and wrinkled.

Steve's heart sank slightly, it seemed that he still underestimated this guy too much.

He knew the power of that punch very well. Even a copper wall could not stop it, and even a hill would be shattered. But the fact that the hive was still intact after being hit by the giant blow he swung can already explain a lot. Problem.

"What? It's weird?"

Beehive grinned, as if he had a winning ticket, and said calmly and calmly: "Actually, you don't have to think too much, that punch is very powerful, even I don't dare to resist it head-on, I just used a little caution."

"Careful?" Steve raised his eyebrows, waiting for his own explanation.

Villains have more or less bad habits, the most common of which is that they like to explain their abilities to their enemies.

"The fists you swung never hit me." As he expected, Hive began to perform its own special abilities. Part of its body decomposed into countless parasitic beetles, and then returned to the ground at an extremely fast speed. Convergence: "Just like this, I can manipulate my body at will."

After seeing the capabilities of Hive's performance, Steve couldn't help but frown deeply.

Just by looking at it, you can tell how tricky this ability is. If he wants to completely eliminate the hive, he must eliminate all the parasitic beetles.

Otherwise, as long as one is alive, the hive will be resurrected again, and its life-saving ability is top-notch.

"Steve Rogers, after seeing your abilities, I suddenly had a new idea." Hive made no secret of the greed in its eyes, and its naked gaze was depressing: "Join our glorious evolution. Bar!"

Is this...inviting him?

Steve was stunned by the hive and was stunned for more than ten seconds.

But Beehive was minding its own business and continued to say fanatically: "I will give you the identity of a divine envoy. From now on, you will only obey my orders. When the new world opens, you will be the second only to me, just like the Holy Son Jesus. How about it?!"

"I reject."

Steve sneered, unable to hide the disgust in his eyes: "You want to take over my body, right?"

"Haha, it's okay if you don't agree."

Beehive was not surprised at all, as if he had expected what he would say. His eyes became more greedy, as if he wanted to swallow Steve: "You probably haven't noticed yet, the power of the two of us... ..very similar.”

"What do you mean?" Steve's heart moved and he asked, "What does it mean to be extremely similar?"

"That left arm... I don't know how you got it." Beehive pointed at the arm covered in red and black color, describing the devil's grin, and grinned: "But the energy in your body has nothing to do with me. It comes from the same source as mother, and is exactly the same unknown energy.”

"What did you say?!"

Steve was so shaken that his pupils couldn't help but shrink sharply, and the needle-like pupils trembled violently.

Beehive showed a sinister smile, grasping the flaw that Steve revealed after being shocked, and suddenly stepped hard on it, like a cannonball exploding on the spot, and cracks appeared in the extremely hard metal.

Hurrah-!

The hive flew across a distance of twenty to thirty meters like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

As the metal passage vibrated, a disgusting wind blew up. The air rose high like a big wave. The hive's body suddenly expanded, growing several times like a blown balloon, becoming like a giant. .

He clenched his fist and struck straight away without any skills, but he produced a force that was like the earth shattering.

The air seemed to be punched, creating a huge hole. The sound of violent screams resounded through the passage, and a storm-like raging wave was blown up, one after another seeming to swallow up the man in front of him.

What a terrifying momentum! What a terrifying power!

Steve didn't have time to think too much. As he took half a step back, the soles of his feet sank half an inch.

As the saying goes, punches originate from the ground and come from the heart. Being proficient in fighting skills, he opened his stance, drew a semicircle with his left arm in the air, mobilized all the strength of his body, twisted his waist to accumulate power, and punched in one go, delivering a standard charge. Punch hard.

The next moment, the two fists met!

boom--! ! !

Huge power poured onto the ground, and ripples visible to the naked eye surged and spread.

With a huge roar that sounded like an explosion, the metal floor let out an overwhelming wail. Centered on the two of them, it continued to pile up like a wall. However, it was destroyed by the tsunami-like air waves in the next second.

"What a heavy fist!"

Steve's eyelids twitched.

After confronting Hive with a punch, he was at a disadvantage. His whole face turned red, and black veins popped up on his forehead. Withstanding the huge force, his bones exploded like firecrackers.

Hive was equally uncomfortable, half of his arm was blown off.

Even though it was using some tricks to gain the upper hand, and Steve had to attack indirectly in a hurry, its power was still inferior after all.

In the violent collision of their fists, not only half of his arm was blown apart, but his whole body was like a cannonball, flying backwards for tens of meters. On the wall of the metal passage, a path more than two meters wide and hundreds of meters wide was plowed out. A deep ravine many meters long!

"I want you more and more... Steve Rogers!"

As if nothing happened, Beehive dusted off the dust and stood up again, greedy eyes surging in his eyes: "It would be bad if you break that body, so I will make an exception and let you see it... Belongs to God The power of it!"

A gap opened between the honeycomb's eyebrows.

Then the gap was suddenly opened, revealing an amber vertical eye.

Those cold amber pupils stared at Steve dimly, lifeless and emotionless, like the eyes of a cold puppet, giving people a chilling feeling.

"In the name of God..."

Beehive slowly opened its arms, like a god embracing the world, showing an intoxicated expression: "Under the gaze of God's eyes, accept the supreme blessing, Steve Rogers!"

Buzz…

The amber vertical pupil glowed with a strange purple light.

The warning signs in Steve's heart increased sharply, and he subconsciously stepped to dodge.

But when the palpitating light faded, he hurriedly checked his body and found that there was no injury.

"Look at your right foot, Steve Rogers." Beehive pointed to his left foot and showed a weird smile.

Steve looked down and his expression changed slightly.

I saw an eyeball-shaped symbol printed on his left ankle.

"What the hell is this?" Steve wanted to wipe off the mark, but found that the eyeball symbol seemed to be deeply imprinted on his skin and could not be wiped off. He suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"This means that your left foot is already under my 'control'."

Beehive hooked his fingers, and the curve of his mouth turned down his ears, looking even more weird: "If you still don't understand, just like now, in the name of God... I order you to come over."

"My... my feet, why are they like this?!"

In Steve's horrified eyes, his left foot took half a step forward uncontrollably.

"This is the power of God."

Beehive smiled proudly and raised his fingers: "As long as I want, everything in the world can be controlled by me!"