Marvel World Full of Heroic Spirits

"You know what! I admire you so much, Iron Man, and you Iron Knight! You often appear in the news, although everyone knows that Iron Man is Mr. Stark, but no one knows who the Iron Knight is! oh God! They absolutely did not expect that I am now face to face with the Iron Knight!"

Bang—the cement on the ground was smashed open.

"Let me tell you, your armors are so handsome! I fell in love with them the first time I saw photos of your armors on the news. Mr. Stark's armor can fly and he has a sword in his arms. It looks very elegant, and your heavy motorcycle looks even cooler! Did you know that you wear armor to match your heavy motorcycle, which is even cooler than the Governor's Terminator!"

When—a street lamp fell down.

"No, no, I saw that the photo of you at that time was covered with blue light, even with your motorcycle. This should not be compared with the Governor's Terminator, you should be compared with Nicolas Cage's Ghost Rider In contrast, you know, Ghost Rider is a character I particularly like! My favorite is his line: look at my eyes! But now I think I like you even more, because you look so cool Already!"

Whoosh—the big sword was inserted into the ground.

"Can you call out that motorcycle, I know, you can definitely be like Ghost Rider, just wave your hand, and then your motorcycle will come to you by itself, you can also drive directly Let’s run the motorcycle upright on the building! It’s absolutely fine on the water, wait, so if you touch something, that thing will become your weapon, and if you touch a truck, it will become your car right!"

"Cool! You are exactly the same as the Ghost Rider! No, you are really a knight, could it be that you are really a Ghost Rider! God! I saw my idol!?"

"Have you said enough!"

Lancelot supported the big sword stuck on the ground, staring at the little spider standing opposite him with wide eyes.

"You've been chattering non-stop since the beginning, can you really fight seriously!"

From the beginning of the battle, after the little spider recognized that Lancelot was the Iron Knight in the news, he immediately started to chatter, and the whole battle turned into Lancelot chasing the little spider, and the little spider kept pulling the web and jumping up Dodging the attack, while dodging while constantly talking to Lancelot, Lancelot was very annoyed.

"Fight, oh! I've been fighting really hard, I've been fighting really hard! Look! I've lost so many webs!"

Pointing to the spider silk hanging on the street lamp, the little spider defended.

"you!"

"Could you call out that bike, I'd love to see your bike, it'd be cool to have it light up and let it spin around in place! Hold on, let me put my video camera on Take it out, I want to take a picture, the legendary Iron Knight, if I take a picture, I will definitely become popular on the Internet!"

After speaking, the little spider even started to dig things out of his tights.

"I won't summon it!"

The angry Lancelot interrupted the little spider and yelled directly.

"Can you fight me like a warrior, instead of hiding all the time!"

"No, no, no, I don't think we need to fight at all. You are my idol! And you are also a companion with Mr. Iron Man Stark. You are definitely not a bad person. Why do we fight? Do you want the Holy Grail? This is us Can we discuss it, there is no need to fight like this, don't fight, sit down and discuss it together, isn't it good?"

Lancelot couldn't listen at all, because he was a little annoyed by the little spider's actions before, so he instinctively got annoyed with what the little spider said.

"Oh, I didn't expect someone to come already."

Lancelot's anger was extinguished by the sudden sound, and then he became vigilant. He looked towards the shadow very vigilantly, and the little spider also looked towards the shadow.

"Is there someone there?"

"Yeah, I'm here."

In the shadows, a soft-sounding voice came, it was the voice of a girl.

"a girl?"

The little spider was a little puzzled.

"I just saw you guys playing very happily. This time, the Holy Grail War was so lively on the first night. It really makes me happy."

"Participants, sign up! What's the point of hiding!"

Lancelot swung his sword and pointed at the shadow and questioned loudly.

"Ah, I haven't introduced myself all this time, I'm really rude, so let me introduce myself, everyone who is here and those who are here but don't want to show up, good evening, I am a participant of this Holy Grail War, Feng Einzbern."

A very polite self-introduction came from the shadows.

"Because of some inconvenience, I will not appear in front of you for the time being, but don't worry, I will let my servant come to meet with you. Of course, it is best to be able to play together. He has long wanted to be with you Let’s play together, don’t you think so, Berserker.”

As soon as the words fell, a huge black shadow slowly came out from the shadow, and every time the shadow took a step, the ground would shake.

"Oh, I feel bad, it seems like a big guy."

When the black figure was completely exposed to the light, the little spider was startled. It was Hercules who beat the Hulk and the abomination to the ground.

"GOD! This is the black and tough guy who demolished a whole building on the street that day!"

"Who are you calling black and tough!"

"Of course it means him, don't you see that he is very dark, and his muscles look very hard and thick, what is it if he is not black and thick!"

"You can't say that about berserker, berserker! Teach him!"

An angry voice came from the shadows, and Berserker moved immediately.

"Roar!!!"

With a roar, Hercules smashed the ground with both feet, and rushed towards the little spider like a cannonball.

"shit!"

Hercules' speed was too fast, which made the little spider feel creepy. He immediately rolled over to avoid Hercules' attack, and immediately pulled out the spider's thread and threw himself onto the street lamp, looking down at A circle of crushed Hercules smashed the ground directly below.

"The speed of this big guy is too fast, don't you have inertia!"

Hercules wouldn't listen to his nonsense, he grabbed the lamp post with one hand, and broke the lamp post with one force.

"Oh, bad."

The little spider cursed secretly, and was about to jump up and pull the spider silk to swing away, but was hit directly by the crossing street light pole. In an instant, the whole person flew out to the lake in the center of the park. It was like floating on the lake. It bounced twice before stopping and sinking.

But his physical fitness is very strong, and he quickly floated up and took off his mask and panted inaudibly. The water-soaked mask made it difficult for him to breathe. Looking at Hercules who had already fought with Lancelot on the shore, The little spider started calling for Shakespeare.

"Caster! Are you there, Caster?"

"Oh, master, I'm here."

Shakespeare lifted the spirit body and stood on the shore watching him.

"What the hell is that guy? The speed is too fast. I can't hide even if I sense it. He simply ignores the laws of physics!"

"Yes, he is a very strong existence, and it is also the first time I have seen such a powerful servant."

Shakespeare agreed with feigned surprise.

"So master, you must be careful."

"From the very beginning, I have a question that I have never said."

"Master, please tell me."

"Caster, you said that I am your master, right?"

"Of course you are, young man, you are my master, and we have a contractual relationship."

The little spider who got Shakespeare's answer pointed to the two people who were fighting on the bank.

"Then why do they seem to be servants who come to fight the master and hide, but I, as the master, have to fight them?"

The little spider finally found out that something was wrong, Shakespeare smiled slightly at this.

"Of course it's because I can't beat them, my master."

"What?!"

Chapter 58. Coulson wants to Google it

On the road outside New York's Central Park, a total of 4 SUVs were parked in a row. Inside the SUV, a group of men in black were busy.

Coulson sat in his seat, watching the pictures displayed on the six monitors in front of him, frowning.

He waited in Amakusa's church all afternoon, and at night, Amakusa told him that the first night of the Holy Grail War was about to begin, so he asked them to take people there to see the situation.

According to the information provided by Amakusa, their magical power bursts in New York Central Park, which is the downtown area. If something happens, Coulson will have a headache, so Coulson brought people here early , but dare not go in, can only use some drones for long-range reconnaissance, but the drones can’t hang there all the time, so just find a few places for the drones to park there, so as to observe, There are still satellites staring at it all the time. Although the picture may not be very good, it is better than no picture.

With the help of these cameras, Coulson saw the battle between Spider-Man and Lancelot, but they were basically chasing and hiding until a big guy appeared, and their battle could really start.

Spider-Man was sent flying into the lake as soon as he came up, and then Lancelot and that big guy started to fight each other. He was obviously a big guy, but his reflexes and speed were astonishingly fast, and the reflexes of ordinary people had no time to react at all. , Lancelot also struggled to deal with it, and was always pressed and beaten.

However, relying on his own endless martial arts and the power of the magic power released, Lancelot has been dealing with Hercules head-on. You know, this is twice as fast as himself, but faster than him. Against guys who are faster and stronger than him, Lancelot, as a knight of the round table, has to be said to be really powerful.

"This is Servant, is this the Holy Grail War? The heroes in history have such powerful power..."

Coulson couldn't help sighing.

"Yes, but looking at it now, they are just fighting in a very ordinary way, and they haven't shown their cards. Their cards are more powerful."

Amakusa opened the door, entered the car, and sat beside Coulson.

"Hole card? Something more powerful?"

"Yes, they are all famous people in history, they are all recorded in various books and sung by modern people. They are not fake, but real, so the stories in their legends will naturally become To be honest, for example, if a certain hero in the legend does something that is impossible in reality, that can be called a miraculous power, and that is their trump card, where their real power lies."

"The power of miracles..."

Coulson was very puzzled when he heard Amakusa's words. He heard a new word that he didn't understand, and he couldn't help but want to Google it.

"Yes, I think you will be able to see it soon, such as the caster."

Listening to Amakusa's words, Coulson turned a camera to face the direction of the lake. On the edge of the lake, the little spider swimming up from the water was talking to Shakespeare. He didn't know what to say because the camera was too far away, and there was no one there. The phone didn't have a microphone, so he couldn't hear what the other party was saying even at a close distance.

"A magician, but he looks very weak. He hasn't fought since the beginning. Instead, he let his master Spider-Man fight."

"Because he is a caster. Although there may be casters who are good at frontal combat, most of them are not good at frontal combat. Compared with frontal combat, their back support ability is stronger. You see, he is about to start."

As soon as Amakusa finished speaking, Shakespeare suddenly bowed to the little spider on the screen.

"Young man, my master, are you ready?"

"Yes, I'm ready, but what are you going to do, caster? Are you going to fight them yourself?"

"No, no, of course not. What I am good at is not fighting a group of guys wielding big swords and fists head-on, but using my best ability to help you fight, Master."

"But how can you help me?"

"It's simple."

Shakespeare put his right hand on his left shoulder and bowed again to the little spider.

"My master, lend me your body."

"what?"

In the little spider's doubts, Shakespeare raised his head and held his left hand in front of him. A heavy book appeared directly in his hand, and he also held a quill in his right hand. It looked very medieval.