Summon the Villain: Marvel.

Phillips sneered and threw the government official roughly into the temple. The official's body fell heavily on the hard stone slab, making a dull sound. He struggled desperately and tried to stand up, but the pain and fear in his body almost made him collapse to the ground. Outside the temple, the roars of the warriors and the sound of weapons colliding continued to be heard. The four demigods' legions were wantonly destroying the government's troops, and the battlefield was in a mess.

Hecate stared coldly at the poor official. Her eyes were cold and sharp, like a sharp arrow ready to shoot through his heart at any time. Philips stood beside her, his double-edged spear hanging on the ground, and did not hide his contempt for the official. Spartacus stood silently by, holding the huge battle axe tightly in both hands, his eyes full of bloodthirsty fanaticism, as if he was going to behead the innocent official in the next moment.

"Tell us about the Umbrella Group." Hekato's voice was low and cold, like a snow-covered mountain. She slowly pulled the giant bow in her hand, and the arrow pointed directly at the forehead of the senior official.

Cold sweat immediately broke out on the senior official's forehead, and his heart was beating wildly, as if it would jump out of his chest in the next moment. He had no idea what they were talking about, and he had no idea what the so-called "Umbrella Group" was. Facing this group of terrifying beings that came out of mythology, he had no way to defend himself, and could only kneel on the ground and kowtow in panic.

"My Lords, I... I don't know what the Umbrella Group is!" The senior official's voice trembled, his face as pale as paper, "We... We are just following orders and sending troops to deal with your appearance. The Umbrella Group... I really don't know anything about them!"

His eyes were full of fear, and he glanced at Hekato's cold face, and his panic became stronger. He didn't dare to look directly at this cold-blooded female warrior, and her arrow seemed to be about to pierce his forehead in the next second.

Facing his pleas and explanations, Hekato's face remained unchanged. She turned her head slightly to look at Phillips, as if asking for his opinion. Phillips sneered and walked forward, his spear dragging a series of harsh sounds on the ground. He stared at the senior official kneeling on the ground, his eyes full of contempt.

"Do you really think your lies can fool us?" Phillips' voice was filled with disdain. "We know that Umbrella's power has infiltrated the governments of various countries. Your only choice now is to tell us the truth, otherwise your fate will be even worse than those troops outside."

The senior official was extremely frightened. Although he had no idea what the "Umbrella Group" they were talking about was, he knew that continuing to explain himself would only put him in a more dangerous situation. He took a deep breath and began to think quickly about how to get out.

He suddenly crawled towards Hecate, knelt at her feet, his voice filled with despair and humility: "My Lord! I am willing to be loyal to you! As long as my life can be saved, I am willing to do anything for you! Maybe... maybe I can help you find clues about the Umbrella Group! Yes... yes! Maybe I know some rumors about their activities in secret, although I am not sure... but I can help investigate!"

Hekato looked down at the poor man kneeling in front of her, with no mercy in his eyes. She did not respond immediately, but just stared at him quietly, as if weighing whether he was still useful.

Spartacus raised the battle axe in his hand impatiently, with a hint of bloodthirsty excitement in his eyes: "I don't think we need to waste time. This guy is a waste at first glance. It's better to kill him directly, quick and easy!"

Hecate raised her hand, signaling Spartacus to stop. She said calmly, "He may still be useful, so let's keep him alive for now." She turned to the high-ranking official and warned him, "But if you dare to play tricks, I will personally nail you to the pillar of the temple and let you beg for mercy."

The senior official nodded hurriedly, his shirt soaked with sweat. He raised his head carefully, looking at the four demigods, praying in his heart that he could survive this disaster.

Outside the temple, the armies of the demigods were still wreaking havoc. Ordinary soldiers were simply unable to resist. The power of the four demigods was fully demonstrated in this battle.

The Quinjet was hovering low in the sky, and the Avengers looked down through the porthole at the fierce battle around the temple. Captain America Steve Rogers held a shield in his hand with a solemn expression. He saw the situation on the battlefield at a glance - the ancient and powerful divine power was protecting the temple, and modern weapons such as tanks, fighters and missiles were almost useless in front of that invisible barrier. Although the troops on the ground fought back desperately, they seemed extremely vulnerable in the face of the ancient legions led by four demigods.

"This is a tough battle." Steve said concisely, his tone revealing his calm judgment of the upcoming battle.

Scarlet Witch Wanda sat in the corner, her eyes flashing with chaotic red light. She quickly saw through the mysterious energy around the temple and added calmly: "Those divine barriers are not ordinary powers. They are similar to the divine power in ancient legends. Direct attacks may not be effective."

Quicksilver Pietro seemed impatient. He rubbed his fingers together eagerly, eager to rush into the battlefield: "It sounds troublesome. Why don't you let me rush in directly and see if I can lure those demigods out?"

"Hold on, Pietro." Black Widow Natasha gently reminded, her eyes revealing her calmness in the face of battle, "We don't know the other party's true intentions yet."

Hawkeye Clint adjusted his arrows while looking at the army under attack in the distance. He frowned and said, "It seems that their soldiers can't hold on for too long. We must act immediately."

Falcon Sam was making final preparations in the cockpit: "Prepare to parachute, there is no landing ahead. Three, two, one...action!"

The door of the Quinjet slowly opened, and the Avengers jumped out of the cabin one after another, swooping down towards the battlefield with the sound of the wind. Their figures drew lightning-like tracks in the air, quickly approaching the battlefield on the ground.

Steve landed first. He raised his shield steadily to block the arrows flying from the battlefield, and then began to command: "Hawkeye, find a commanding position for support. Wanda, find a way to break the barrier of the temple. Sam, cover Natasha and me. Everyone be careful, the opponent is not easy to deal with!"

Following his order, the Avengers quickly took action. The Scarlet Witch's hands quickly gathered a scarlet energy wave and rushed straight to the temple's barrier. Her magic collided with divine power, bursting into a dazzling red light, but the temple's barrier remained motionless.

"This power is too strong." Wanda frowned and a bead of sweat appeared on her forehead. "I need more time."

Steve nodded and led Black Widow to rush to the front line quickly. Their goal was to weaken the enemy's ancient legion. Black Widow's electric baton flashed blue light, and she flexibly shuttled between the enemies, and every strike was accurate. She moved as swiftly as a snake and quickly eliminated a group of enemies.

"These warriors are not ordinary, they seem to be resurrected." Natasha observed calmly during the battle, her analysis of the situation evident in her tone.

At the same time, Quicksilver had already rushed into the battlefield, his speed was as fast as lightning, shuttling between the enemy and the tank, destroying the enemy's battle formation. His speed almost made the opponent unable to react in time, the soldiers only felt a gust of wind passing by, and their weapons were already blown away.

"You are too slow!" Pietro laughed triumphantly, and his flashing figure could be seen everywhere on the battlefield.

Falcon hovered in the air, using his highly maneuverable wings to provide air support. His machine gun fired fiercely, and combined with the heavy firepower of War Machine James, destroyed the enemy's slingshots and archers.

On the other side of the battlefield, Phillips wielded his double-edged spear and quickly approached Captain America. Each of his attacks was as powerful as thunder, and the air seemed to be torn apart as the spear swung. Steve raised his shield to meet the onslaught of this powerful warrior.

"Who are you?" Steve asked, calmly fending off Phillips's continuous attacks.

Phillips sneered and stabbed Steve's shoulder with his double-edged spear like lightning: "I am the assault warrior under Ares, the demigod Phillips. How can a mortal like you compete with a god!"

"I'm not here to challenge God." Steve defended himself while looking for flaws, "But I won't let you do whatever you want."

The fight between the two formed a huge focus in the center of the battlefield. Phillips was extremely fast, but Captain America used his experience and shield defense to resolve his attacks one by one.

At the same time, the Scarlet Witch finally accumulated enough energy, and she suddenly burst out with strong chaos magic, and the scarlet energy surged towards the temple's barrier like a wave. This time, the barrier finally began to crack and gradually collapsed.

"Good job, Wanda!" Sam shouted from the air, and he immediately swooped down and rushed towards the core of the temple with Black Widow.

At this moment, Spartacus roared and swung his battle axe, leading the remaining warriors to block the Avengers. The huge battle axe, with terrifying power, suddenly smashed down at Falcon, and Sam dodged quickly and was almost hit.

"A bunch of stupid guys!" Spartacus roared, his eyes full of bloodthirstiness. His armor was stained with blood, and every time he swung his battle axe, he brought with him a strong murderous aura.

The fighting power of the Avengers should not be underestimated. War Machine James quickly flew over Spartacus and bombarded him with heavy artillery fire. Although Spartacus was strong, he was suppressed by such powerful modern weapons and retreated step by step.

"We have to defeat them completely!" Steve shouted, "Don't let them continue to destroy!"

The Avengers worked together to engage in a fierce battle with the mythical demigods on this ancient battlefield.