Druid in Marvel

Alvin meticulously cleaned up the Cobra base on the 15th floor at a rate of 38 minutes per level. The cooperation of vines, crows and Alvin himself ensured that no one was left alive wherever he passed.

It wasn't until Alvin went down to the 39th floor that he heard fierce gunfire outside through the stairwell door, as well as explosions every few seconds.

Opening the door to the stairwell and looking outside, Alvin was surprised to see that not far from him, Ivan and JJ were suppressed in a corner by a large number of armed men using strange pulse weapons.

Glancing at the enemies gathered in an open space about 50 meters to his right, Alvin pressed the communicator and said with a smile: "Man, your performance is not good!"

Ivan waved his whip irritably, drawing a terrible scorch mark on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "The pulse weapons in the hands of these guys are very powerful, and those people are not afraid of death at all. If you want to help, hurry up..."

Alvin was stunned for a moment and glanced at the cold-faced Cobra armed men gathered together.

These people looked very elite, because JJ's crazy shooting could not stop the attack of these madmen even if some parts of their bodies were blown away.

Alvin clearly saw that JJ hit a tall terrorist on the shoulder with a high-explosive round fired from his AA-12. The violent explosion tore apart the guy's entire shoulder and a small part of his chest.

But this guy seemed to feel no pain, and the way he was completely indifferent to his exposed pink lungs made Alvin's back feel a little cold.

This is definitely not something the elite can explain, no one can remain indifferent under this kind of injury!

Those desperate warriors I met a few days ago couldn't do what they are now!

Seeing the guy holding a pulse rifle with one hand and fighting to suppress the equally fierce JJ without fear of death, Alvin took a deep breath, and the black helmet instantly covered his face...

The fierce JJ was hit in the chest by a pulse bomb. The tough guy gritted his teeth and let out a groan. He wildly tore off his tactical vest, exposed his extremely strong chest and roared at those monsters who were not afraid of death. The soldiers fired twenty rounds of high-explosive rounds.

JJ's movements attracted the attention of those people, and Alvin took advantage of this perfect opportunity to rush out from the stairwell fiercely, and the strong momentum "exploded" the door of the stairwell.

The sudden attack stunned those people for half a second, and when they wanted to turn their guns, it was already too late.

Alvin rushed into the crowd like a whirlwind, dual-wielding tomahawks like a seasoned butcher, using standard meat chopping movements to chop into several pieces those guys who were not afraid of pain and would not be beaten to death!

Several monster soldiers who were on the outside and fearless of death did not panic at all when faced with the sudden attack. One of them grinned and pulled the tabs of several grenades on his chest and rushed towards Alvin without saying a word. come over.

Seeing Alvin swinging his battle ax fiercely at the self-destructing soldiers, the keen "violent" really couldn't stand the boss's willful style of play. After all, you weren't the one who got bombed, right?

"Violence" faced the self-destructing soldier who was about to explode. It sprayed a stream of black tissue from Alvin's back and stuck it to the ceiling. The moment Alvin's battle ax split the guy in half, it pulled him towards him. He pounced from the side and not only avoided the explosion of the grenade, but also brought the remaining enemies into the attack range.

Alvin, who was in mid-air and was a little confused, instinctively waved the tomahawk and followed "Volume"'s own stunts, flying left and right in a space with a height of only about 4 meters without touching the ground, and swung the remaining few The guy who wasn't afraid of death was chopped into pieces.

After his feet landed, Alvin shook his dizzy head and looked back at the results he had created...

Well, the five super soldiers who are not afraid of death seemed to have been torn into pieces by Ximen Fuxue, who had mastered the magic skill, using the butcher version of Tianwai Feixian. Looking at the position where they fell to the ground and the direction in which the blood was sprayed, he must have been very flexible and flexible in his movements just now. fast.

JJ put a new magazine on his AA-12. Looking at Alvin standing there with a lonely look of a master, he laughed and said: "Boss, you have perfected your kung fu...haha... …”

Alvin smiled and turned the pair of tomahawks in his hand, and handsomely put the pair of tomahawks on his waist with the action of sheathing the sword, then posed like a peerless master, and said with an indifferent expression: "I But Chinese people, apart from being able to play table tennis, I have always been a kung fu master, but you were so blind in the past!"

While Alvin was speaking, Ivan rushed past him, swung the terrifying whip in his hand, and chopped into pieces a few soldiers who had just rushed out of a corridor howling.

The long whip glowing with electric light was still chasing behind several soldiers, its body almost filling the corridor, and its terrifying mouth opened angrily, like the food of a greedy snake.

Corpse Vine touched it.

A bit of skin was wiped off by the sudden attack and it was electrocuted. The corpse vine twisted its body in dissatisfaction and vomited out several undigested stumps, and then quickly reduced the diameter of its body, like a giant... It swam out of the passage like a python, ready to cause trouble for Ivan.

The fierce Russian guy is the kind of guy who is afraid of going crazy. Faced with the ferocious corpse-eating vines, he swings his double whip on the ground without fear, and the powerful attack leaves a mark on the metal ground. After leaving two terrifying marks, he bent slightly, like a tiger about to prey, and roared provocatively at the terrifying corpse-eating vine.

Alvin looked at Ivan like a fool, picked up a magazine from the ground and threw it at him, shouting funny: "Hey, what's wrong with you? We are our own..."

Ivan hit the helmet with his right hand. After taking off the helmet, he looked at Alvin and said in a deep voice: "This thing looks more dangerous than usual. Is it really the red vine that gave me the injection?"

Alvin smiled and shook his head and said, "Of course, what do you think it is?"

As he spoke, Alvin waved his hand at the corpse-eating vine. The vine with silver divine patterns imprinted on its body obediently shrank its body and flexibly climbed up Alvin's calf and onto his shoulder.

The corpse-eating vine, which was only 5 centimeters in diameter, closed its terrifying big mouth, rubbed Alvin's cheek flatteringly a few times, and then opened its big mouth in a demonstration at Ivan's position. I give it every month. You take injections to keep your body in good condition, how dare you hit me with a whip?

"Volume" is at the bottom of the food chain among the many creatures around Alvin. It stirred up ripples like running water on Alvin's body, slightly shaking the corpse vine's body as if it was massaging the corpse vine's big brother. .

Alvin hilariously drove back the "tyranny" who was flattering the plant, smiled, spread his hands to Ivan, and said: "Brother, can you not be so enthusiastic when you see "ripe vines" in the future?"

Ivan raised his eyebrows in embarrassment. The old man was also shocked by his stupidity. He was very familiar with the corpse vine, but this was the first time he knew that the vine could grow so big...

Ivan walked up to Alvin, grinned and wanted to reach out and touch the obedient corpse-eating vine, but was bitten by the grumpy red vine, whose jagged teeth were like hole-openers. A mark 5 centimeters in diameter was left on the back of his mecha hand.

This means that Ivan's mecha is made of relatively solid materials, otherwise it would make a hole in the back of his hand.

Alvin comforted the corpse-eating vine in a funny way, and said to Ivan, who was a little embarrassed: "Look, this girl is angry with you. Is it a tradition for you Russians to turn your back on others?"

After hearing this, Ivan grinned fiercely at the corpse-eating vine, and then said: "No, we are used to girls changing from fair ladies to kitchen shrews, but the change is beyond my expectation...

Do you still have some normal stuff on you? "

As he spoke, Ivan glanced at Alvin's wrist, thought for a while and said, "Your biological armor is a bit out of the scope of Norman Osborn, be careful!"

Alvin smiled and nodded, and glanced at his wrist with a bit of pride. "Volume" had grown so fast that he could actually help him fight.

The old guy Norman Osborne didn't have this effect. Sure enough, growing up still requires pressure. After being beaten too many times, you will naturally know what to do.

Alvin watched JJ being shirtless, using a belt to hang his claw hammer "Beast" and four or five disc-shaped high-explosive bomb magazines on his body.

Facing the bloody scene, Alvin put the corpse-eating vine on the ground, looked at Ivan and said, "What are you doing here? Have you taken down the 40th floor?"

Ivan nodded and said: "Yes, Steve took the control room, and Stark and Frank continued on.

JJ and I want to come pick you up, after all, our time is very tight..."

Alvin probably understood that the main resistance forces must have been killed. They probably couldn't wait any longer before they came to help, hoping to make themselves faster.

I glanced at my watch and saw that it had been almost five hours now. I didn't know if this was considered a special operation?

Just when Alvin was thinking wildly, Natasha's voice came from a speaker above their heads, "Gentlemen, you'd better hurry up. The temperature of the artificial sun is still rising. Stark and Frank have already We have arrived at the entrance of the research room of this base, they need a little help!"

Alvin doesn't know what's going on underneath. It's normal for Stark to ask for help, but it's rare for Frank to ask for help. As long as things in this world can be solved by killing people, he doesn't seem to be moved. What's wrong?

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