Shadow of the Beautiful World

On the 6th floor underground of the ghost base, the death knell was held by Rumlow's neck with his alienated claws, and he was lifted in the air.

Deathstroke was hired by Hydra back then, but was abandoned by Hydra after the mission failed, and was thrown into Mrs. Hydra's laboratory as a test product.

Those guys had just killed Merlin's family, Peter Jr.'s parents, Richard and Mary, and stolen from them the bioaugmentation program they were working on.

Horntail Serum.

It was a reinforcement made of special substances extracted from several Horntail dragons domesticated by S.H.I.E.L.D.

The death knell was used as a test product, but before his experiment was completed, Merlin raided the base and killed the Hydra lady who set the trap.

Time has passed, and due to various reasons, Death Knell was caught in the ghost base, and it lasted ten years.

But he didn't waste the decade...

The potential of the Horntail Serum in his body was developed by him little by little, and the fusion was raised to an extremely high level.

For example, the dragon's breath on the spot was the new ability given to Deathstroke by the Horntail Serum.

Of course, as the result of biological research more than ten years ago, it is still relatively rough after all.

In terms of pure power addition and improvement, the Horntail Serum is not as overbearing as the Enhanced T in Rumlow's body.

Fighting head-on, Deathstroke is no match for Rumlow.

But the problem is that you can't just look at strength on paper in everything. If that is the case, all the battles in this world will not be fought.

Akan!

Come out and work!

As the death knell sounded, the shattered cell glass behind Rumlow was shattered by a fist, and a big bald man rushed out of the dark cell like a preying cheetah.

He is tall, nearly 2.2 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a naked upper body. His sturdy muscles and fierce eyes make him look like a humanoid beast!

Despite the lack of his right arm, he is truly disabled.

But that didn't make him any less dangerous.

During the ten years of being imprisoned and completely forgotten, he never stopped training himself like a death knell.

That's Akan Ogoodim!

Talon's behemoth!

The bane of East Africa!

Iron Fist of Doom!

click

Like a charging rhino, the former Black Claw mercenary slammed into Rumlow's back, and then strangled his neck with his remaining left arm.

This fierce guy is much taller than Rumlow.

When he straightened up, Rumlow was lifted up by the clenched arms.

The Hydra commander's neck was rattled by Akan's superhuman strength. He sensed the threat, threw the death knell in his hand, and then grabbed the alienated left arm behind him.

The sharp claws easily dug into Akan's shoulder, and the bones of Akan's shoulder were severed amidst the blood and flesh splattering.

It hurts just to look at it.

But the big bald head was not crushed by the pain, on the contrary, his arms tightened even more.

He endured the tearing of the Hydra commander's claws, gritted his teeth, and fixed Rumlow in place.

The death knell that was thrown nimbly rolled around on the ground, picked up a large-caliber pistol in a pool of blood, and then threw itself on Rumlow like an agile wolf.

Deathstroke stared at the distorted face. He put the pistol on Rumlow's chin. He blinked and said:

Your enhancements are good... I hope your brain is also bulletproof!

Bang, bang, bang

Three bullets were shot from the muzzle of the gun, and rushed down Rumlow's jaw into his skull, making a low impact sound.

Blood spurted from the Hydra commander's skull, spattering Akan's face in blood.

The bald black man took a step back and threw Rumlow's lifeless body on the ground.

Deathstroke clutched the pistol, and he half knelt on the ground.

Putting the scorching muzzle on Rumlow's eyes, he fired several shots indifferently until the firing pins made a crisp collision sound.

Snapped

The empty pistol lay beside Rumlow's mangled head.

Deathstroke jerked his neck to his feet, and he glanced at Arkan.

The latter was sitting on the ground, ripping off the clothes of the dead soldiers, and bandaging the bloody wound on his shoulder.

Can I still go?

Deathstroke crouched beside him, and asked:

You should know that if you answer 'no', I will abandon you without hesitation.

Akan glanced at the death knell, and said in a low voice:

Yes. But where are we going? Escape?

escape?

Deathstroke shook his head:

Of course we want to escape, but we can't run out like flies on the brows like those idiots.

These guys are hydra, who knows what they are thinking, I don't want to be used as a gun anymore.

Slade Wilson picked up a pulse rifle from the ground, and he looked at this new gadget that had only appeared in recent years with some awkwardness.

Due to his extreme sensitivity to weapons, he quickly learned to use them.

Deathstroke carried the silver-gray gun on his shoulder, and said to Akan, who was using a gun as a crutch behind him:

Come on, let's go and see what's going on here...

If I can, I have to get your 'arm' back for you. With it, you are the Doomfist who can help.

Without that, you're just a crippled nigger holding back...

Why are you staring at me? Am I wrong?

Behind Slade, Arkan shook his head and said:

I haven't seen you for ten years, and your words have changed again.

hehe

Deathstroke showed an indifferent smile on his face, and he said:

People are always changing.

I'm just so happy to be out of Merlin's hands...

Don't worry about me, as long as I kill a few more Hydras, I can return to normal.

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The surface of the ghost base, the test area.

Several standard tactical teams are attacking this area, but what is more strange is that it is not the agents of s..l.d. who are fighting these Hydra soldiers.

It's the building itself.

click

In the open aisle, several heavily armed Hydra soldiers were passing through here, there was no one around, and there was no life activity at all.

But at the moment they were about to step out of the aisle, amidst the sound of mechanical collisions, the metal doors on both sides of the aisle suddenly closed.

The next moment, green smoke was slowly blown out from the vent.

A few minutes later, the door of the corridor opened again, and only a twisted corpse was left inside.

A Hydra soldier was crouching in front of a console on the first floor, trying to control the building's smart systems.

But just when he was about to invade the core database, an electric arc suddenly jumped out of the connection line of the love console.

In the momentary high-power overload, the entire data station exploded at this moment, involving the wide-eyed Hydra agent, who was covered in blood.

On the other side, two tyrants released into the building are fighting several Bastion robots.

Those fortress robots cooperated skillfully with each other, and in the constant switching between shooting and shelling modes, they beat the two tyrants to the ground.

The research building seems to come alive...

But the building itself is lifeless, and the intelligent system inside it also needs a manipulator.

A person who can use data to maximize the lethality of this building.

Fortunately, there is such a person in the ghost base.

George Tarleton.

A weirdo who always hides in the data room.

A data expert who was personally recruited into s..l.d. by Chief Merlin.

A hidden boss who has participated in almost all S.H.I.E.L.D.'s data security projects.

A person who is said to be the 6th smartest person in the world.

At this time, he was using his ability to control those smart devices to fight with the Hydra soldiers who had an advantage in numbers.

But the Super Brain Man did this not for himself.

In fact, with his ability to manipulate data and smart devices, he wants to leave, and these hydra can't stop him at all.

He covered the agents who were still alive in the entire ghost base by himself, and evacuated to the c-7 underground passage...

There's a makeshift portal built by the wizards to teleport s..l.d.'s agents to safety.

George, the last team of internal affairs agents has also evacuated to the C-7 underground passage!

Beside the silver-white suspension chair, Dr. Moira, who was typing on the keyboard, raised her head, pushed her round glasses, and said to her nominal partner:

The Thunder Special Attack Team is coming, we should go, they will be responsible for cleaning up the mess.

Well, wait a minute.

With his eyes closed, George, who was lying on the suspension chair, waved his fingers lightly.

The invisible data was manipulated by him to give the final order. At the same time, all the devices in the entire ghost base that could explode on their own were overloaded by the turbulent current.

There are too many secrets hidden in this base...

George said softly:

Merlin wouldn't want them to fall into enemy hands.

boom

With a soft bang, in the database area underground in the test area, the expensive database modules were overloaded one after another.

In the dazzling spark, all the data stored in those databases were destroyed in the overload explosion.

George is Merlin's friend, he was saved by Merlin.

With his friend's current life and death unknown, George had to do one last thing for his friend.

hum

Under the control of the Super Brain Man, his cool suspension seat fell gently, and he stretched his hand at Moyra, saying:

Come on, my lady.

Hmph, it's a gentleman's demeanor at this time.

Moira stepped onto the suspension chair and leaned into George's arms in a very ambiguous gesture.

She took off her glasses, rubbed her forehead, and said softly:

The inside of S.H.I.E.L.D. is not stable...how about we take this opportunity to leave?

leave?

George squinted, and he lowered his head to kiss Moira's hair. Amidst the collapse and sparks flying in the data room behind him, he controlled the hover chair to float outward.

He asked:

Where are you going?

Anywhere...

Moira says:

I have worked for S.H.I.E.L.D. for ten years, and I feel that I have done my best for this organization. I just want to find a place where I won't be disturbed and do my research well...

I know that .m has a stronghold in Antarctica.

George said softly:

We can go there, just the two of us...but we might have to get rid of the .m that's entrenched there first, and...I need to make sure Merlin is safe.

The super brain man said stubbornly:

I owe him my life and I have to pay it back.

whatever.

Dr. Moira snorted. She picked up a tablet and tapped it. The next moment, her expression became ugly.

She said to George:

Hasn't Lilian already evacuated? Why is her signal still in the underground test area? Quick, let's go check it out!

That silly girl must have run back to get her baby seeds!

On the other side, in the underground test area, biologist Lillian Emily was holding a pot of bright flowers, and was following Winston, the gorilla holding a pulse cannon.

The two carefully avoided the Hydras searching around and headed towards the withdrawal point.

I'm sorry, Winston.

Lilian looked worried and said to the gorilla in front of her:

I got you in trouble. If I hadn't insisted on coming back to get this potted flower, you would have been safe.

Don't say that, Lillian.

Winston didn't care. The gorilla with glasses was wearing his own white exoskeleton armor and holding a pulse cannon. It whispered:

I am also a scientist, and I can understand that under such circumstances, it is our nature and instinct to leave with our favorite research.

But having said that, I thought you would get some information...I didn't expect you just brought a pot of flowers.

Don't underestimate it, Winston.

Lilian looked at the overly bright flower in the flower pot in her hand, she whispered:

This is no ordinary tweed...

Hush!

The startled gorilla suddenly silenced Lilian. It closed its eyes, put its hands on the ground, and felt the surrounding environment.

In its heart, the intuition belonging to the beast is warning it.

Crazy warning.

A few seconds later, Winston grabbed the pulse gun at hand, pointed the muzzle at the passage beside him, and pushed Lillian backwards. It roared:

Run! Run! Don't look back!

boom

In the next second, the channel exploded as if hit by a shell.

In the splash of bricks and stones, two cold-faced tyrants wearing green army coats rushed out of it.

Winston frantically pulled the trigger, and the dazzling and scorching light beam bombarded the bodies of the two tyrants, but it failed to hinder their progress at all.

But behind the gorilla, Lilian seemed to have been frightened stupid. She froze in place, holding the flowerpot in her hand tightly, at a loss.

This is normal.

In the years since she joined S.H.I.E.L.D., Lillian has been staying in the laboratory. Although she has also received combat training, she has never actually fought.

Faced with the current situation, Lilian's mind went blank for an instant as she watched the oppressive and cold-faced tyrant rush towards her.

Get away!

Winston turned his head to see Lilian standing in front of the tyrant, and the tyrant had already raised his fist, watching Lilian die on the spot.

Winston immediately activated the rocket pack and rushed to Lillian, knocking her away from the spot.

The gorilla himself was hit on the body by the tyrant's fist.

click

The white exoskeleton armor on it exploded in an instant, and the gorilla let out a wail, and was sent flying like a cannonball.

It hit the wall behind him, and there was a crackling sound on his body. It was the sound of bones breaking, and pain.

The pain kept Winston from unconsciousness, and he raised his head and looked around.

Under the leadership of the two tyrants, the surrounding Hydra soldiers are quickly surrounding them.

Lillian was about to be caught by them.

That girl with no combat experience can't protect herself at all...

Winston gritted his teeth, and took out a thumb-sized syringe from his waist pocket. Yellow liquid was floating in the syringe.

It glanced at the broken glasses at hand.

It has been broken into bad shape.

What a pity...

That was a gift from Merlin to himself.

That was the first gift I received.

puff

The syringe in Winston's hand stuck into his own vein, and the serum from a more ferocious and terrifying kind flowed into his body.

The power from the same origin of the ancient times erupted in its body.

Like an atomic bomb exploded, the weak Winston was filled with strength in an instant.

But it is no longer the wisdom that it was proud of in the past, but the savagery that belongs to the beasts...

That ruthless frenzy from ancient times!

Aw!

A violent roar sounded in the underground test area, and even the tyrant who was about to kill Lilian seemed to be attracted.

When they turned their heads, they saw a huge figure slowly standing up amidst the flying smoke and dust.

Although only less than 5 meters high...

But the aura emanating from that guy really looks like a certain guy...

Like the king of Skull Island, the ancient Titan...

Kong!