Marvel: It Starts with a Spell

The sword that Nick was holding had patterns carved into the blade by dust, but it still couldn't conceal its cold light, which flashed with an intimidating sharpness.

The mysterious sword of the king.

"This is your sword. The captain has kept it. After he entered the cryostat, SHIELD kept it for him. No one has touched it since. Today, it is returned to its original owner."

Li Huang took the sword and swung it casually. The clanging sound of the sword seemed to be cheering for their reunion.

"Finally, I have a weapon that suits my needs." He recalled the time when he was fighting with the Holy Lord. The opponent's dragon-skin robe was difficult for him to penetrate. At that time, he missed his long sword.

"Steve, thank you." Li Huang raised his hand, and the long sword disappeared in his hand, and he thanked the two people.

"You're welcome. This time, I'll leave the matter of Carter and Dr. Erkins to you. Returning the sword to its original owner is just a piece of cake for us." Steve glanced at Carter and the doctor through a layer of glass.

Nick Fury said nothing, but grinned and nodded slightly, with a hint of fear in his eyes: he was getting more and more confused about the person in front of him. This kind of capable but difficult to control person was what he, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., disliked the most.

The man in the white coat and glasses saw Nick Fury standing here and said, "Mr. Director, we have prepared for the awakening. Please open the cryochamber and perform the awakening operation."

"let's start."

Nick Fury started talking, and the men in white coats immediately got busy. For some reason, Li Huang always felt like he was watching a bunch of walnut worms wriggling.

"Crack..." White mist poured out from the gap of the iron coffin-like freezer and was blown away by the white sleeves. The man in the white coat pushed open the "coffin lid" of the freezer to reveal a thinly dressed female body. Her skin was pale and cold, and her charming curves seemed to evoke endless imaginations.

Li Huang looked away and caught sight of Steve lying on the glass wall. He couldn't help but grin. It was rare to see this old American gentleman lose his composure like this.

Li Huang turned his head to look at the people in white coats, and saw that they were fiddling with various instruments and tubes that he didn't recognize. In less than two minutes, Carter's body was plugged with a bunch of black worm-like tubes.

"Hey, Nick, can I come in?" Li Huang felt that it was useless for this guy to mess around.

"Dr. Roland, what's the situation?" Nick Fury knocked on the glass wall, attracting many people to look back.

Roland pushed up his glasses. "She still has vital signs. We need further stimulation to slowly wake her up. But to be honest, if she is a vegetable..."

His words made Steve's heart sink.

"Okay, that's all. I'll complete the next step." Li Huang interrupted Roland and appeared on the other side of the glass wall.

Roland seemed startled, but immediately stopped Li Huang: "Sorry, sir, we can't let you interfere..."

"He is in charge." Nick Fury said, causing Roland's momentum to fall.

Li Huang ignored Roland, pushed aside a few medical staff who were doing something unknown, and went straight to Carter.

He pulled out several tubes from her body.

"Eh..." The female nurse's hand froze in mid-air, looking at the unruly man in front of her in surprise.

Li Huang stretched out his hand and brushed Carter's forearm, only to feel a chill; inside his body, the talisman glowed, and Carter's face, which was as pale as paper, turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It should be fine." He thought to himself, wondering if the horse spell would work on a vegetative person. But looking at Carter's face, the horse spell should have taken effect.

Steve had already rushed into the glass house and rushed to the side of the freezer. Li Huang could see that his hands were trembling as he gently stroked Carter's face.

There was no rush to open the doctor's cryochamber. Li Huang leaned aside and looked at Steve with Nick Fury without saying anything more.

Soon, Carter's eyebrows trembled, and Steve trembled all over as if struck by lightning, and his eyes met with Carter who opened his eyes.

"Steve...don't...just stand there..."

Carter spoke with difficulty, hoarse and sluggish. Steve's eyes turned red and he nodded vigorously.

"Cured?" When Roman saw Carter, who was marked as a vegetative state in the document, actually spoke, his heart seemed to be hit hard by something, and he looked at Li Huang with a trembling heart.

But soon, he suppressed the shock on his face, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "This lady needs rest and nutrition, Catherine, go prepare the nutrient solution.

Bean, go open Mr. Erkins's hibernation chamber."

As he gave orders, the place soon became busy. Many of the original medical staff were now idle: they were originally here to ensure that the hibernator could be awakened safely, but now, the mysterious man in front of them woke up the hibernator safely with just one move, even though she was still a vegetable.

"No... Bean, let me do it, you..."

Li Huang was waiting for them to open Dr. Erkins's cryochamber. He wanted to get closer to take a look at Carter and Steve, but his attention was attracted by Roland and others who seemed to have some problem.

Roland pushed open the door of the doctor's cryochamber, and a silver light suddenly flashed in his left hand. With bursts of exclamations, a sharp blade slashed towards the doctor's throat.

A ray of cold light flashed in the air, and when everyone saw that the blade was about to touch Dr. Erkins' throat, their eyes blurred.

"Snapped!"

A large hand like an iron clamp grasped Roland's wrist, and Roland felt his wrist tighten.

"Crack." With a crisp sound, the hand softened and the blade slipped out of his hand and fell into the palm of the young man in front of him.

Roland knew that he would fail. He pushed his tongue against the glass and a tooth fell out. Before he could bite it, a fist the size of a sandbag hit his jaw. With the sound of flesh being torn, a mouthful of broken teeth flew everywhere, carrying saliva and blood, and hit the glass, leaving spots of bright red.

Roland fell to the ground, his jaw twisted, his cheek shattered, and his entire chin drooped on his head like a rag bag. Blood foam gushed out of his mouth and nose, leaving blood-red plum blossoms on his white coat. His limbs twitched, but after a while, he was motionless, leaving only the slightly heaving back to let people know that he had not yet returned to hell.

There was total silence in the glass room for a moment, but then a series of sharp soprano voices broke out...