Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

Bazel hummed a brisk tune and walked down the aisle unhurriedly.

Although the entire base was almost completely paralyzed, this aisle was not affected. First, the earthquake resistance was considered during construction, and second, it was far away and was not within the range of the beam attack.

The contactor held in his hand emitted the roar of the Red Skull from time to time.

From the anxious tone and trembling voice, it could be heard that the leader was panicking now, but unfortunately Bazel neither cared nor cared. To him, it was no different from the cry of a bug.

Why have humans ever cared that the cry of the insects under their feet is an expression of sorrow or joy?

The lights in the aisle flickered on and off, and the silver-white metal walls on both sides sometimes reflected the figure of the German officer Bazel, and sometimes it reflected another thin figure, dressed in a colorful gorgeous robe, wearing a golden double on his head. The man with the crown.

He...or he.

Humming an old, brisk, odd tune, as wild and sharp as a terrifying magic flute.

In the metal passage that is about 100 meters long, the unpleasant sharp magic sound is transmitted back and forth between the metal walls, like a huge amplifier. All the Hydra soldiers who heard the sound had their faces twisted. Bleed to death.

After stepping over the corpses, Bazel came to the end.

After a few simple biological verification procedures, the closed thick heavy metal door slowly opened, and an extreme cold air and white mist floated out.

The temperature in the entire passage seemed to drop a lot in an instant. A thin layer of frost quietly adhered to the surroundings, and the exhaled gas was gleaming with granular crystals, showing how low the temperature behind the door was.

The room behind the door was pitch-dark, no light was seen, and the temperature was hundreds of times colder than outside.

In just a few breaths, Bazel's stubble and eyebrows were covered with white slugs, his face was abnormally blue and purple, and his clothes were even covered with a layer of hard frost, so much so that he Movement is a little stiff.

On the wall next to it, an electronic instrument thermometer hangs, and the temperature displayed on it is -187.53°C.

In this extremely cold environment, normal people can only survive for a few minutes, or even shorter, but Bazel didn't seem to care, and moved to the depths with stiff steps, a seal filled with an unknown green solution in front of the cabin.

Inside the huge airtight container, a man nearly three meters tall was sleeping.

Black hair and black pupils, a very majestic appearance, a tough face outline, like a knife and axe, showing determination, the only fly in the ointment is that half of this man's face has been turned into white bones, like a living of carrion.

Even through the sealed container, the rotten smell can be felt.

The gorgeous armor that seemed to be cast from gold, left ancient traces corroded by thousands of years, countless mottled battle marks, as if silently telling what kind of tragic war he had participated in.

Although he is still sleeping, or has completely died.

But his unparalleled heroism and momentum made people feel as if he was still alive, as if facing an insurmountable mountain.

A huge golden sword, full of gaps left after the fierce battle, was still firmly held in his hand, as sharp and terrifying as when it was once swung, and he could even smell the remaining blood.

He was a great warrior who should have slept forever until the end of time.

But some people don't want him to continue to sleep.

"Hehe...we meet again."

Bazel stroked the container, his eyes were faint, and he seemed to recall: "The icy sun that once illuminated the universe, but now there is only a body left, but this time... your enemy is him."

It exudes an extremely ominous black airflow, and it seeps into the glass container little by little.

The unknown green solution inside suddenly boiled, and then, like pure water that had been dripped with ink, it was dyed black at a speed visible to the naked eye. The face of the man wearing the golden armor was slightly distorted, revealing a terrifying look. Feel.

"Wake up, soldier."

Bazel's hollow voice echoed like a ghost: "I found a good opponent for you, I hope you can get along well."

The next moment, the man's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

boom--!

The airtight container filled with pitch-black liquid was blasted by some force from the inside out.

The roaring violent energy filled the room, and the broken metal fragments and glass shards burst into the air like pear blossoms in a torrential rain, making a heart-pounding scream. Bazel was the closest and was directly cut into pieces by the scattered fragments. The corpse was broken, and the remaining fragments were deeply embedded in the steel wall.

One foot stepped out of the container first and stepped firmly on the ground.

Then, a man in the shape of a carrion, exuding a strong sense of death, walked out of the broken container. Those turbid and gray eyes were dyed with a hint of ominous pitch black. The original golden power armor, this It suddenly turned ominous black.

The "primarch"...was awakened!

The huge golden sword ignited flames, and the Primarch dragged the sword in a daze and walked towards the passage step by step.

There, a battle awaits him.

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The mighty Red Skull finally achieved his lifelong wish.

The man closed his eyes and raised his palm slowly. The azure blue brilliance slowly condensed and formed, and the projections of souls appeared in his mind, and the entire underground base of Hydra was shrouded in it.

After identifying the evil degree of each soul, he quickly judged which soul projections were hydra people.

"Multiple... Sacred Arrows!"

The man's lips lightly opened, and with a cold voice, the blue light beam hit the sky.

After a while, the blue light beams exploded in the sky like fireworks, and the overwhelming rain of arrows and arrows descended from the sky like a curtain of beads. The dense rain of arrows was frightening just by looking at it.

Steve woke up just at this time, opened his eyes in a daze, but saw a scene that he will never forget.

The dark and dark night was torn apart by the azure blue light.

The thunder's roar was mixed with countless blue-blue arrows, like an endless stream of angry waves descending from the sky.

Every arrow is extremely accurate, piercing through the hydra soldiers who fled and screamed, mercilessly harvesting everyone's lives, slaughtering people who have no resistance, blood flowed into rivers, and screams shook the sky.

Thousands of lives in the entire base~www.NovelMTL.com~ were all turned into dead souls in just ten seconds.

No one survived, no one survived.

Those who can still breathe are only non-Hydra members.

Just when Steve felt that everything was over, he suddenly felt his heart sank suddenly, and his brain hurt like being hit by a heavy hammer. Just before he passed out, he saw a huge black shadow nearly three meters high, like a comet. Like cutting through the night sky and crashing into the man.

Boom--! ! !

The huge roar of the stone breaking the sky ignited the battle of the peak in an instant.

The two strands of energy visible to the naked eye were entangled and torn, constantly colliding violently in mid-air, bursting out with a dazzling brilliance comparable to a comet, setting off a billowing blast of turbulent wind, ruthlessly trampling and destroying everything within a radius of a kilometer.

The pair of ominous pitch-black ink pupils collided with the pupils of the rising red gold lava across the void.

The invisible force shattered the space, and the violent fighting intent accumulated in each other's eyes.