Marvel: Traveling through time with Warcraft skills

Nick Fury was a little disappointed when he heard Geralt's words, but he did not give up.

He thought to himself that with his extensive and deep network of contacts in this world,

he would definitely find someone who met the conditions for integrating the Holy Heart of Light.

Geralt ignored Nick Fury and walked towards Captain America who was still in a coma.

He held the Holy Heart of Light, which was emitting soft golden light, firmly in his hand,

and carefully placed it on the captain's forehead.

The originally round Holy Heart of Light seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and slowly began to merge into the captain's head.

A dazzling golden energy poured down from the captain's head like a surging golden tide,

and quickly spread to his whole body.

The energy light was so dazzling that people could hardly look directly at it. The whole room was illuminated with a golden color,

as if they were instantly brought into a different world full of sacred light.

At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded.

Captain America's eyes, which were originally tightly closed, suddenly opened, and a golden light like substance shone from them.

As the dazzling golden light gradually calmed down, the captain's eyes also regained their former clarity.

He slowly raised his head, with a trace of confusion and bewilderment in his eyes, and asked softly:

"What happened?"

Nick Fury walked to Captain America's bed and asked with concern:

"Captain, you're awake. Do you remember anything?"

Captain America Steve's eyes were still a little blurry at this time,

obviously still trapped in the chaotic edge of coma and awakening, and had not yet fully recovered.

He frowned slightly, his eyes revealed an expression of trying to recall, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said:

"I remember that I defeated the Red Skull and crashed with the plane."

Nick Fury was afraid that this sudden truth would cause trouble to the captain who had just woken up.

So, he deliberately did not mention the fact that he had been asleep for more than 70 years.

"You are rescued, Captain. This is the hospital. Now you should have a good rest. I will tell you in detail after you fully recover."

At the same time, he signaled the medical staff around him to pay close attention to the captain's condition.

However, Steve was not stupid. He only glanced around the surrounding environment and noticed many unreasonable things.

The medical equipment surrounding the bed was peculiar and complex in shape.

The jumping data showed a high sense of technology, which was obviously not the level of his time.

And the black-skinned one-eyed dragon in front of him was most likely the senior person in charge of this place.

But in Steve's memory, in his time,

it was almost unimaginable that black people could serve as senior leaders in such an important position.

"Who are you? Where is this place?"

Steve's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and his eyes pierced Nick Fury directly.

Seeing this, Coulson next to him hurriedly wanted to open his mouth to explain again, but Steve had completely lost his patience.

He threw off the blanket and rushed out the door quickly,

leaving only Nick Fury and Coulson standing there in shock.

The SHIELD agents at the door were ready.

However, when Steve rushed over like a mad bull,

they really realized what a powerful force they were facing.

He was easily knocked away and could not be stopped at all.

Steve rushed through the corridors of SHIELD as if he was in an empty space.

Nick Fury watched the chaotic scene with his own eyes,

turned his head and looked at Geralt who had no intention of helping, and said dissatisfiedly:

"Can't you stop it? You are the only one here who can do this."

But Geralt just smiled lightly, shrugged slightly, and said slowly:

"No need, just let him vent. It's better for him to find out the truth himself than for you to tell him."

He looked like he didn't care about it, as if he had expected the chaotic situation in front of him,

and firmly believed that all this would eventually develop in the direction he expected.

Steve rushed outside, and in an instant, a completely unfamiliar world appeared in front of him.

There were countless flashing LED screens on both sides of the street,

the ever-changing pictures and dazzling colors on those screens dazzled him.

On the road, vehicles of various shapes and streamlined designs shuttled back and forth,

which were completely different from the square, black-smoking old cars in his memory.

Pedestrians walked hurriedly, wearing strange clothes of novel materials.

They held various electronic devices that Steve had never seen before,

Whispering in their ears, or looking down at the screens in their hands.

Steve stoodStanding there, his eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment, and his brain seemed to be in a mess.

At this time, Nick Fury finally drove up.

"Calm down, Captain."

"What... happened?"

Steve slowly turned his head and looked at everything around him.

"You have been sleeping, Captain. For about 70 years."

Nick Fury explained softly, observing Steve's expression carefully,

Seeing that he was still in deep confusion, he couldn't help asking:

"Are you okay?"

Steve was slightly stunned, then shook his head with a wry smile, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

"I... I'm fine. It's just that I missed a date."

His eyes passed over the prosperity in front of him, as if he saw the past era, the appointment with Peggy,

An indescribable melancholy and regret surged in his heart.

Seeing that he had nothing to do here, Geralt turned to Coulson and said:

"When the captain is ready, contact me. He needs to learn how to control and use the holy light in his body."

After that, he left the scene.

Geralt returned to his shop.

He walked to a hidden place in the shop and opened the secret door leading to the underground equipment warehouse.

Stepping into the equipment warehouse, he saw a dazzling array of equipment.

On the neatly arranged rows of weapon racks,

Ashebringer; Brotherhood Sword; Egg Blade; and even Frostmourne, but they were all fake.

Geralt strolled among them, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"When the captain is ready, give him a weapon, all made of Uru Sacred Steel, just add an enchantment."

He muttered to himself.

In Steve's private training ground of S.H.I.E.L.D., the walls around were reinforced with special materials.

Various training equipment on the field were in order.

Steve stood alone in the center of the field.

His fists made a whirring sound as he punched the sandbag one after another, each punch containing his powerful strength,

The last punch.

His fist suddenly flashed with dazzling golden light.

With a dull bang, the sandbag exploded instantly as if it was hit by a cannonball, and sand splashed all around.

Steve looked at his fists and frowned tightly.

"It's hard to control. It seems that I still need to go find the consultant that Fury mentioned. He gave me this power, so he should be responsible for teaching me."

He muttered to himself.