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The wind whistling past his ears cut his face like a knife.

Although it was not the first time to experience the feeling of falling from a high altitude, neither of the two would have a good sense of it.After all, they don't have Falcon's flight suits, Thor's hammer, and Iron Man's armor, so they can't make themselves land safely and unharmed after falling from such a high altitude-even if they are elves this time.And Garald was pretty sure that by the time they both hit the ground at last, the difference between him and Steve would probably be more bone-shattering and less-shattering.

The result was so tragic that the elves refused to accept their fate, and decided to save themselves before it was too late.

He looked down to where they were about to fall.

Fortunately, it was a wide body of water between two ridges.

"Hold me tight!"

Obviously, Captain America also has the same idea as him.Before Garrod could make a move, he adjusted the angle of the shield, shouting in his ear, Steve pursed his lips, looked at the water surface that was getting closer and closer, trying to use himself and the star shield to give him a blow when he entered the water. The elf made a cushion to prevent him from being directly snapped off by the reaction force.

As for himself.

Having dared to jump directly into the sea from the S.H.I.E.L.D. plane a few years ago, the captain felt that he had no reason to be afraid at this time.

Nodding, he wrapped himself tightly around Steve so that his hands would be free to support the shield.Mr. Elf silently counted down in his heart, took a deep breath when the shadows of the two were already reflected on the lake, and prepared for the final impact.

Before entering the water, he glanced over where they had fallen.

The Quinjet machine that brought the Avengers has become a burning ball of fire, and has completed a series of difficult processes such as fire, explosion, and disintegration in mid-air.And amidst the black gunpowder that covered the sky and the sun, a shadow dragon that flew from nowhere was stopping in mid-air, making piercing roars.The huge figure occupied almost half of the field of vision, and it also made the two groups of black shadows flying out from under him smaller and smaller.

Iron Man held Black Widow and Falcon between them, Thor carried the doctor who had become Hulk, and avoided the claws of the monster one after another.

Garrod's violently pounding heart gradually returned to its original position.

In the next second, Mr. Elf felt a burst of cold damp mixed with severe pain, which quickly spread to his limbs and bones, and rushed straight to the brain, which was caught off guard even if it was prepared.

In a blink of an eye, his consciousness finally disappeared in the darkness coming from all directions.

……

The water in the lake was colder than he expected, and the water pressure was more suffocating than he had imagined. Even the serum-enhanced super soldiers found it difficult to survive.

But he dare not give up, dare not let go.

He had more than his own life in his hands.

"team leader……"

Step by step, there is a rhythmic sound of water, creating rippling ripples on the near-shore lake.Steve carried the unconscious Garrod and slowly walked up to the grassy lakeside. From time to time, the submerged communicator struggled to send calls, like a broken cable, almost drowning out all voices In harsh blind tones.

"Captain...you..."

Take Jarod's arm off his shoulder so he can lean on the tree trunk.He leaned over to check the opponent's breathing, and made sure that the elf hadn't drowned or suffered any other trauma. Finally he breathed a sigh of relief, pulled off the built-in communicator from the uniform, and held it in his hand.

"I'm fine." Flicking the water on his face, Steve spoke in the channel, not sure how much his voice could pass: "How are you? Is anyone hurt?"

The piercing electric sound still didn't stop, but Steve felt that his words should have been captured by the other side, because the voice in the communicator suddenly became noisy, as if several people wanted to cut at the same time. Talking into his channel, Steve couldn't help but be a little thankful for the quality of Stark Industries' products.

"Cap... we can't help right now... only you..."

The intermittent voice in the communication made it take him some time to fully grasp the current information.Their Quinjet was first hit by a short-range missile, then torn to shreds by the monster that was still hovering overhead. "And it's still chasing me. I guess I killed one of its relatives in New York yesterday, or maybe two-fuck, biting is too much, asshole." Tony said, and It means that he and Sol will stay here to deal with the Shadow Dragon, while the Black Widow, Falcon and Hulk were airdropped to the other side of the mountain to deal with the Hydra that fired missiles at them there, so they couldn't join them for a short time .

So in this situation where the combat power is scattered, the choice that can be made now is probably that Steve and Garrod need to track 'Sin' first and find a way to kill him, or hold on to help solve the problem after other people get it done. he.

"But you have to be careful, Cap."

At the end of the communication, Tony reminded with worry:

"A 'Sin' may be nothing, but no one knows how many monsters he has in his hand. And the one we saw last night, who uses magic as a means of attack, I think he may be a more difficult character .”

"I see."

Nodding, Steve's expression didn't change much.After all, he had already anticipated the threat Tony said, and the situation could only get worse, but even so, he had to accompany Garrod through this journey.

He will protect him, from the shadow of the previous seven deaths, and free him from the torment that fate has given him.

He promised.

Thinking of this, Steve put down the communicator, glanced at the location Tony sent him, and was about to go and check Garald carefully again to find out why he still didn't wake up.

However, when he was about to squat down and touch the elf's neck.An instinctive tremor suddenly crawled up his back, and a sharp siren sounded in his mind at the same time, reminding him that there was a threat around him that was enough to make Captain America feel like an enemy.

Turning his head suddenly, Steve looked into the woods in the direction of ten o'clock.

There, a person wrapped in a black cloak was standing quietly, and he didn't know how long he had been here.

"It's you?!"

Unexpectedly, the other party appeared here as soon as he and Iron Man confirmed the danger in the communication.Steve immediately took off the shield from behind and blocked it in front of him, while quietly covering the elf who hadn't opened his eyes behind him.

"..."

It seemed that he didn't intend to say anything to Steve. The only thing he could be sure of was that he definitely didn't come here with a kind heart to help the captain wake up Jarod.The man lifted his head slightly, and there seemed to be nothing under the hood, but Steve was sure that he did feel the dark and broken gaze of the other person.

The whole body gradually filled with black mist, and the man raised his hand.

I remember that Garrod once said that he seems to have a means of mental attack, but he currently has no effective means of defense.Steve's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately threw the shield, trying to interrupt the opponent's movements.

In fact, he did succeed.

The red, blue and white star shield slammed into the opponent with a piercing sound, cutting a black afterimage.The black cloak seemed startled, and took a step back, just like avoiding Thor's lightning not long ago, and disappeared from the spot.

Gee.

Before he had time to retrieve his shield, Steve almost instinctively threw a punch backwards, hitting the black cloak's chest.But there is no feeling of touching the entity, just scattered an afterimage and the weird black mist that shrouded the surroundings.

'Steve Rogers. '

He was surprised to see that the black mist that he poked a hole in seemed to move consciously and spread along his arm.Steve withdrew his hand quickly, wanting to stay away from this strange thing, but found that no matter how far he retreated, the black mist was entangled with him, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

At the same time, he also felt as if something had been squeezed into his head, the pain made him almost unable to stand, and he fell to his knees on the ground in embarrassment.

"what did you do to me?"

Clutching the forehead that seemed to be about to explode, Steve's eyes were blurred, and he could barely tell someone was approaching.

'Replace you. '

The man seemed to reply, with a dry and hoarse voice, and stretched out his dry hand from under the black robe: 'You will become the elf's worst nightmare. '

……what?

The brain, which was so painful that it was about to strike, clearly caught the man's hoarse sentence, but it was too late to react to it.Steve opened his eyes slightly, watching the opponent's hand pass through his chest unhindered like a ghost, and the severe pain in his head exploded to its peak.Immediately, the ignorant darkness struck, slowly submerging his whole body.

Captain America is locked in a prison of his own consciousness.

After an unknown period of time, when 'Steve', who was shrunk on the ground due to pain, opened his eyes and looked at Garrod, who was still leaning on the trunk under the tree, with his eyes closed, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth, Freezing on a certain mocking and weird arc, a layer of blood quietly flashed across the bottom of his eyes, which were as blue as the clear sky.

'Steve' stood up, staggered over, crouched in front of the elf and waited silently.

And it didn't take long for him to meet those green eyes that were gradually opening, still a little dazed.

"team leader?"

Coughing up saliva, Jarod looked around in confusion, and finally fixed his eyes on the smiling blond face in front of him: "Are we still alive?"

"Of course." Nodding, she stretched out her hand very naturally and helped him up.Steve patted Garrod's wet horns affectionately, then picked up the longbow he fished out of the lake, and handed it to the other party: "Do you still need to take a break?"

"No, let's go."

Noticing anything wrong at all, Mr. Elf flicked the drops of water from his hair and gave him a small smile.