The Death Knell

Zawadi took care of the lizards, and she often hunted while in Wakanda, but she had never seen a lizard with such strong leather and muscles.

She had some doubts whether this thing could be bitten after it was cooked, but the druid only caught this when he went out hunting. Even if it was hard to swallow, at least the portion was enough.

Zawadi was wearing a red cloth dress representing the Royal Guard of Wakanda, but the fabric was already torn. She later peeled off a piece of leopard skin and put it on her body, matched with her dark skin and strong arms. The appearance of a barbarian **** of war.

In fact, she looks pretty and has a very cheerful personality. As soon as I see her, I know that she belongs to the kind of pure man who can run horses on her arms and stand on her shoulders.

"Okay, put it by the fire and bake it for a while and you can eat it."

He piled up the cut lizard tails and pieces of meat on the rocks by the fire. She wiped her hands on her body to cheer her up.

She was hit in the head by a stone thrown by a wild man in the previous battle. Now she has some symptoms of a concussion. She is fine when she sits, and she gets dizzy when she stands up.

The Druid said with some shame: "It's all my fault. I don't know how to be good at learning, and I'm embarrassed by Master Gu Yi. If you only hit this kind of small things, let's make do with some food. If it is not enough, I will find a larger prey. "

Ulysses leaned against the rock wall on the opposite side. His thigh was wrapped in a piece of soft, **** bark. The medicine was used up early. The druid had to use local herbs instead of bandages to bandage him. Perhaps it was an optimistic mental infection. After him, Ulysses smiled on his pale face, and his dry lips moved.

"No, it's good enough. I can't let the Archmage go into the forest alone without protection. It's too risky."

Half-lying next to Zawadi is Namora. She is a little confused at this time. As an Atlantean, even if she is very strong, she has developed the unique ability to replace sea water with fresh water. Can not leave the water for a long time.

Everyone brought some drinking water when they fled, but it was definitely not enough for her to take a bath, so she fell into severe dehydration symptoms, such as unconsciousness, babbling, etc.

This is a disease of the Atlanteans, and the druids will not be able to treat them, so they can only feed her water regularly, which is considered hanging.

The name Namora may sound unfamiliar, but her cousin is the king of Atlantis-Sea King Namor, so she is actually a princess, a pure-blooded Atlantean.

Different from her cousin's schizophrenic personality, she is a quiet and innocent girl. In the past, her biggest hobby was to play synchronized swimming with dolphins.

For a while, she was very curious about the land and wanted to understand the life of the land people, because every time her cousin came back from the land, either her personality changed drastically or she was seriously injured, so she was not curious.

As a result, after she prepared for a long time, when she secretly went to land for the first time, she attracted unnecessary attention because of her language barrier and her luxurious clothes. The CIA believed that she was a foreign spy who was caught on the spot...

The CIA is not only responsible for dirty work abroad, but also all domestic counter-espionage activities.

Fortunately, the person who caught her was not a mad scientist, but the triple spy Jimmy Wu who broke into the CIA. As an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., he naturally knew about Namor and was observing Namora's appearance, features, and clothing. Later, he recognized her as an Atlantean and immediately had a plan.

He showed the princess with a comic strip to show the traditional friendship between the United States and Atlantis. He drew a Captain America and a Namor. The two shook hands and played **** together. Everyone in the painting was smiling happily.

The language is not fluent, but the painting can be understood. She soon has an equation in her little head, that is, the Stars and Stripes are equal to friends.

So Namora laughed too, she turned out to be her own.

So she was fooled into joining the ‘Zero Department’ of the super soldier team formed by Jimmy within a few days, and was dragged to Mongolia to fight the dictator’s Golden Claw, while fighting and learning human languages ​​and other courses.

A few years later, with the defeat of the Golden Claw, Atlas Enterprise was disbanded, and the Zero Department was also disbanded. Namora, who had nothing to do and was accustomed to human life, did not intend to return to Atlantis.

After all, the city in the deep sea is pitch black, and Namotian Tian sits silently on the throne like a ghost, and from time to time he will grind his teeth and curse or sob secretly. The scene is chilling.

The CIA’s headquarters, Langley, is located in Virginia, where Namora naturally lives as a non-staff agent.

The climate there is pleasant, the water and soil are mild, and grapes and other delicious fruits are also abundant. The fool returned to Atlantis, and he was tired of eating fish every day.

So she lived there in semi-retirement, and used the bonus and salary from previous years to buy a small house to live in, living a very leisurely life.

Until one day Fury learned of the news of the savage continent, he contacted Ulysses through some channels, and said that Howard asked S.H.I.E.L.D. to hire the most famous explorer in the United States to explore.

All treasures found belong to Ulysses, but technology or special materials belong to SHIELD.

The deal was negotiated, and then Fury decided to place a secret pile in the team to monitor Ulysses due to the habits of the agents, so he secretly contacted Jimmy and asked Jimmy to send Namora to fight Yate in the name of the CIA. The banner of Landis joined the team.

Jimmy is Namora’s first ‘friend’ in human society, and the superior who treated her well in the past, so she agreed without thinking.

So I was pitted...

As for the last person in the team, Macari, who loves to wear a red jumpsuit, took the initiative to find Ulysses. He did not reveal his identity as an eternal race, but just joined as a powerful street policeman, saying yes. Going to participate in an adventure.

No one knows what his true purpose is, but Makari is indeed a superhero, with a good reputation in the past, Ulysses accepted him as the team's strongest shield.

As an eternal race, Macari's physical fitness is no different from that of the second-generation gods. Not only can they resist beatings, they can also heal themselves at a high speed. He can fly, launch energy beams with both hands, push up to over a hundred tons, and is also an extreme speed person.

It's just that his speed ability is not very stable, as if it is about to fail, he always fluctuates between zero and three Mach.

After activating the speed ability, when the state is good, he is almost invisible to mortals. When the state is not good, he can only raise his leg on the spot, but he can't move an inch.

After entering the savage continent, his condition has been bad, as if he was restricted by intangible things. Many times he went out of the way and relied on Ulysses' shotgun to clear the siege.

Without speed, he suddenly became a pure flesh shield, and he could only stand at the forefront of the team and suffered the most venomous beating. At this time, he was also the most injured.

If it weren’t for his self-healing ability~www.NovelMTL.com~, he would be dead now, but even so, he would still need a long time to recover after being pierced by the cosmic energy spit out by the dinosaurs. In a state of unconsciousness.

"Wakanda won't come to me, maybe they will think that I failed to travel and exercise, and died outside." The black girl flipped the barbecue. They didn't even have salt, and they could only rely on the salty spot on the stone. taste.

Ulysses also smiled bitterly: "Nick Fury killed me, wait for him to save me? I might be the stuff of the savages."

Lying together, Namora opened her mouth like a goldfish: "Um! No, I can't eat it..."

The druid was silent for a while. He picked up a small wooden stick and flipped over the charcoal, and a subtle spark flew up in the air: "Kama Taj might come to me, but I hope they will not come. This is a prison. Come in, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave...Wait, magic communication? Who is it?"

Following the magical and spiritual power radiated by the opponent, the druid drove his little magical power to turn on the projection magic, and suddenly an image of a middle-aged man with a mustache dressed very shamelessly appeared in front of him.