I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 121 Chaos
This is a small church with spotless white exterior walls, which looks particularly mysterious under the cover of night.

The moonlight shines through the sparse clouds onto the church, as if covering it with a layer of silver gauze.

The breeze was blowing, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and the outline of the church was looming in the darkness, giving people a chilling and eerie feeling.

Steve took a deep breath and fixed his eyes on Bucky who was standing beside him. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes revealed a hint of uneasiness and doubt: "Is the transmission channel really here?"

Bucky turned his head and looked back at Steve firmly. He responded in a low voice with a firm tone: "Yes, Steve, we have checked it many times. There is an entrance to the transmission channel inside."

Steve narrowed his eyes at the confident words.

"Okay, let's go in then."

As he spoke, he took the lead and stepped out into the church.

Inside the church, it was quiet and solemn. Several rows of candles were burning quietly, filling the air with a faint scent of incense, giving people a feeling of tranquility and solemnity.

Long wooden benches were neatly arranged in the center of the spacious hall, with exquisite patterns carved on the backs.

In front of the church, a huge cross stood quietly. What surprised Steve was that the figure on it was not the one he was familiar with, but a strange sculpture of a beautiful woman.

Her face is peaceful, her eyes are slightly closed, her hands are crossed in front of her chest, her fingertips gently touching, as if she is in deep thought or praying, her long curly hair falls like a waterfall, carved so lifelike, as if she will open her eyes in the next second.

Steve calmed himself down and looked around, but did not find the transmission channel that Bucky mentioned.

Just as he was about to ask, Bucky quickly walked past him and walked straight to the candlestick in front of the sculpture.

Bucky moved quickly and decisively, reaching out to turn the mechanism on the candlestick.

With a crisp "click" sound, the candlestick turned slightly.

Then, a low rumbling sound echoed in their ears, and the ground beneath the sculpture slowly cracked, revealing a long-hidden secret passage.

The secret passage was deep and dark, like a huge black hole that swallowed up all the light.

They could just vaguely see the steps at the entrance, leading down into endless darkness.

Seeing this, Steve lowered his eyes to hide the cold light in them, and asked in a deep voice: "Is the transmission channel inside?"

"That's right, let's go down quickly."

Bucky held up a candlestick and walked in front.

Seeing this, Steve looked back at the smiling T'Challa and the quiet Matt and nodded slightly.

"Let's go down too. Be careful."

"Okay, Captain."

T'Challa responded, but once Steve and the other man entered the secret passage, his face darkened and he followed them.

The secret passage was as dark as ink, as if even the air was swallowed by the darkness.

Only Bucky, who was walking in the front, had a candle in his hand flickering faintly, emitting a little warm light. His face flickered in the candlelight, looking a little weird.

The air was filled with a stale, musty smell that was stifling, and with every step you took you could hear your footsteps echoing between the narrow walls.

Steve felt more and more uneasy, as if countless pairs of eyes were watching them in the darkness.

After a long while, they finally passed through the seemingly endless corridor and came to a spacious hall.

The hall is surrounded by towering walls, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

The most eye-catching thing is the two constantly rotating black fogs in front of the hall. Their shapes and volumes are not much different. The only difference is that one rotates clockwise and the other rotates counterclockwise.

"Two transmission channels?" Steve frowned slightly. "Is one for transmission to the third floor, and the other for returning to the first floor?"

"good."

Buggy nodded and said, "The clockwise one is the transmission channel to the third floor. Let's go without further delay."

"Wait a moment!"

Steve glanced at Bucky and said in a deep voice, "In order to prevent us from getting separated after entering the third floor, why don't we hold hands together, and maybe we won't be separated."

Bucky frowned and thought about it, then nodded and said, "That's good, let's give it a try."

So, the four of them held hands and walked together.

Steve stood in the front, followed by Bucky, T'Challa, and finally Matt.

"Are you ready?"

"Ready."

Steve breathed a sigh of relief, squinted his eyes, and whispered, "Three, two, one, do it!"

Before he could finish his words, Steve suddenly turned around and swung his fist at Bucky who was close at hand like lightning.

However, Bucky seemed to have seen through everything. A hint of calmness and determination flashed in his eyes. He instantly stretched out his hand and firmly grasped Steve's fist.

The two people's eyes met in the air, as if they were in a silent confrontation, sparks flying.

At the same time, a sharp light flashed in T'Challa's eyes. He shook his arms violently, broke free from the restraints on both sides, kicked his feet, and shot out like an arrow.

One could almost still hear the sound of the wind created by his rapid movement in the air, which was full of the beauty of power and speed.

Matt quickly pulled out two short sticks from his waist. He ignored the escaping T'Challa and focused his attention on Steve and Bucky in front of him.

The short stick in his hand swung down like thunder, and with irresistible force, it smashed hard at the pair of former comrades-in-arms.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the short stick collided with fists and arms, causing a violent vibration.

Steve didn't expect Matt to attack him. He was caught off guard and was hit hard by the stick. He flew backwards and hit the wall.

After landing, he quickly turned over, took out the shield from behind, and protected himself in front of him, with disbelief still in his eyes.

"Matt, are you crazy? Why are you attacking me? Bucky and T'Challa are the imposters!"

"Stop pretending. You're not a captain at all. When I killed the wolf, your disordered heartbeat gave it away."

Matt took two steps back, distanced himself from Bucky who blocked his attack, and sneered, "Of course, the other two are not much better. In other words, I am the only one who is real here. Tell me, where did you take the others?"

"I think you are the imposters. I've been feeling something is wrong for a long time."

Bucky's face was cold: "If they were really the Captain and Matt, how could they do such a thing as interrogating civilians?"

T'Challa, who was standing the farthest away, took a deep breath and said, "I don't know who is real and who is fake among you, but don't drag me down with you. Get out of my way. I just want to get to the third floor and find my father."

"Go to the third floor? No one can leave unless you tell me the whereabouts of my teammates!"

Steve looked around and felt the murderous aura emanating from the other three people. His mind was in a mess and he couldn't tell who was real and who was fake.

"Forget it, let me knock you down first!"

(End of this chapter)