Original God plus Marvel: Meet Thanos and start calling for help

"Real name, Lord Du'e."

The ice-blue sigil dissipated in the air, and Sam watched in amazement as the wound on his arm healed in an instant at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the stuffy feeling in his chest caused by the kick from the Winter Soldier disappeared without a trace.

"Thank you, Qiqi."

He did not take it for granted that Qiqi was receiving treatment just because she was young. Instead, he thanked the little girl solemnly.

"You're welcome... I'm glad I could help... Qiqi."

The little girl tried hard to raise the corners of her mouth, revealing a not very skillful smile.

Sam responded to the girl with a smile, he stood up and took out the communication.

"Calling the assassination team, the Winter Soldier is on the deck southeast of you, and Captain Rogers is on his way to you."

After a while, Rosalia's cold voice and the wailing of several enemies were heard from the communicator.

"We have already met him. The young master is playing."

"Play?"

Rosalia's words startled Sam. He couldn't help but meet Qiqi's innocent gaze. Pointing at the communicator, Sam lowered his voice and asked:

"What did she mean 'play'?"

Qiqi tilted her head and shook her head.

"literal meaning."

Rosalia explained.

Sam wanted to ask more questions, but the communicator was hung up.

"Judgement!"

Rosalia held the spear in both hands, took a step back, and then turned into a whirlwind and rushed into the Hydra crowd.

Both stabbing and sweeping attacks cause ice damage.

The ice attached to the Hydra's wounds, slowing down their dodging movements.

"what!"

"Don't try to run!" "Sanction!"

Her movements were so fast that the Hydra had no way of stopping her. The piercing and slashing of her spears left them no chance to even fire.

In just a few breaths, all the hydra around Rosalia lay down, losing the ability to resist.

"Humph."

Rosalia raised her gun and stood on the ground to admire the fruits of her victory. Then she gracefully stepped out from between the Hydra's corpses.

She walked to the edge of the deck and observed the battle not far away.

Tartaglia stood in the middle of the deck, and he and the Winter Soldier opposite him looked face to face.

"We meet again, my friend. I told you that our destiny is not over yet."

The Winter Soldier looked at him without saying a word, his sharp eyes seemed to tear Dadalia apart.

"Let's stop here and talk about the past. Next."

Tartaglia flipped his wrist and made a bow move. He raised his voice and said:

"Let's enjoy some simple, happy things together..."

"bring it on!"

Tartaglia took the initiative and shot an arrow, targeting the Winter Soldier.

He knew that with the Winter Soldier's ability, there was no way he could avoid his water elemental attack, so he just needed to use his strongest archery skills to overwhelm this guy.

"Bang bang bang!"

With the experience from last time, the Winter Soldier no longer simply dodged, but instead counterattacked with swift attacks.

Bullets whizzed past and shot towards Tartaglia's position.

Tartaglia dodged the bullet easily, a smile flashed across his face, his fingers clasped the bowstring, and the arrow was fully loaded again.

"Not bad, not bad. You have made some progress. It's worth my taking it more seriously."

After saying that, the arrow in his hand flew out!

"One arrow stops the water!"

Whoosh whoosh!

The sharp arrows flew towards him with a sound of breaking through the air. The Winter Soldier rolled quickly on the spot. An arrow brushed past his cheek and lifted up the strands of hair on his forehead.

pat.

A small piece of broken hard object fell to the floor of the deck.

The Winter Soldier reached out and wiped his face. There was a red bloodstain under the shattered mask. The blood was stained on his slender fingertips, which looked particularly eye-catching.

Dadalia raised his eyebrows at the Winter Soldier, his whole body in high spirits.

"This is the price you pay for your carelessness. You have to be extremely focused when dealing with me."

"watch out!"

Whoosh!

The arrow pierced the sky and went straight for the Winter Soldier's throat.

The Winter Soldier dodged the arrow by leaning sideways and punched the tail of the arrow.

Then he pounced on Tartaglia like a swift cheetah.

\"Bang!\"

The Winter Soldier and Tartaglia collided with each other, and both sides groaned.

Tartaglia was pinned to the ground by him and turned his head to avoid the Winter Soldier's swinging fist.

boom!

A big hole was smashed where his head used to be.

"Heh, are you starting a close combat? I'll keep you company until the end!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tartaglia twisted his waist and threw the bow and arrow in his hand directly into the Winter Soldier's face.

The hard sword hit the opponent's face, making a teeth-grinding sound.

The Winter Soldier was deflected by the blow and blood flowed down his chin.

Tick-tick, the blood beads flowed smoothly into the dark collar.

\"Take another one from me!\"

Tartaglia transformed his bow into double blades and slashed at the Winter Soldier's shoulders.

Halfway through, the Winter Soldier grabbed the left blade that was attacking him, but failed to dodge the attack from the other side.

"Pfft."

His right arm was splattered with blood.

As if he couldn't feel the pain, the Winter Soldier raised his foot and kicked the opponent's abdomen hard while holding the Tartaglia blade.

Tartaglia did not expect that the Winter Soldier would dare to put himself in danger. He was kicked unexpectedly and took a few steps back.

After he stopped, he smiled instead of getting angry, looking at the Winter Soldier with admiration in his eyes:

\"It's interesting. This is what fighting is like.\"

"Next, I'm going to be serious!"

The Winter Soldier's eyes twitched, which was the body's autonomous reaction after being injured. He stretched out his left hand, took off the broken mask with a click, and threw it on the ground.

After wiping the liquid off his face, he took out his dagger, stepped back slightly, and assumed a defensive posture.

There was a strong sense of tension between the two, and the second confrontation was about to break out.

That's when.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from behind Tartaglia.

When the footsteps stopped, Steve's incredulous voice rang out.

He looked at the man in front of him and couldn't believe his eyes:

"...Bucky?"

The Winter Soldier gave Steve a cold look, his tone full of impatience:

"Who the hell is Bucky!"