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Involuntary, Steve has always hated this situation, just as he has always hated bullying the weak by being strong.The last time he felt so helpless was when Pierce launched Project Insight and looked at the Winter Soldier brainwashed by Hydra and couldn't wake him up.But now, when it was his turn to be forced by others to do something against his will, he realized that this feeling was far from being summed up by such a thin word as 'extremely painful'.

In particular, that bastard specially kept him absolutely awake, watching himself and Jarod fight each other like that, it was like stabbing the softest part of his chest, stabbing his heart Bloody.

"You know what our favorite is?"

No matter what, he couldn't drive that black shadow out of his body.Steve watched as he was locked in the depths of his consciousness by magic, while the impostor replaced him and walked in the direction of 'Sin' with Garrod, while laughing at himself in a hoarse and ugly voice, he only felt that from head to toe His feet were being burned mercilessly by the flames.

He was locked in a cage made of black mist, and he refused to compromise in silence, but it was difficult to hide the almost ferocious distortion on his face.

And that person didn't seem to mind Captain America's resentment, and he was happy when he couldn't get a response.

"The elves have always been arrogant and stupid, always harboring some untimely expectations and romance, and Jarod is the most hopeless one among them."

Throwing the shield, on the surface it seems to be fighting side by side with the elf, but in fact it is quietly leading him into the pre-set trap.Sombra laughed loudly in Steve's consciousness, as if enjoying Captain America's pain:

"He has almost no weaknesses, you know? Especially in this new world, there is nothing he can't let go of within five seconds. It's a pity that he met you, no, to be precise, you .”

Standing on the cliff at the end of the woods, I got a look from Xin.He shot at the shocked elf without hesitation, and his laughter became sharper when he heard Steve finally burst into a roar that he could no longer suppress.

"Fall in love with human beings with an immortal body, and willingly put shackles on yourself, and finally have a fatal weakness."

What's even more ridiculous is that he still believes that there are fairy tales in this world that can awaken the true heart.Thinking that self-sacrifice can be exchanged for the return of the one you love, but you don't know what kind of terrible situation it will push the other party into.

In other words, he knew it clearly, but still chose such a selfish and cruel way, choosing his own relief with the pain that others could never eliminate.

"idiot."

With a crazy and excited look on his face, he clenched the blade of the elf in his hand, and the black shadow ruthlessly declared to Steve: "Look, he is going to abandon you."

No no no no.

do not do that.

Struggling desperately in the cage of will, hitting the iron bars in vain.Steve watched Jarod turn the blade upside down, pointing at himself calmly, unable to suppress the heart-piercing moan in his throat no matter what.

"Stop!" He almost screamed in his body: "Stop, let him go!!"

"Look clearly, it's not that I want to kill that elf."

There is no crack in the cage made of black mist, and all the efforts of Captain America were easily wiped out. There is a kind of morbid pleasure in the man's voice, like a vulture that eats carrion and bones to survive, and enjoys the process of giving others pain. .

"He wants me to kill him." Soi Ying's tone was almost bewitching: "He wants you to bear the responsibility of killing the one you love, what a heartless little thing, huh?"

Steve struggled harder.

But he could only watch helplessly as the razor-sharp blade gradually fell, and every millimeter of its trajectory seemed to carve bloody scars on his heart.

However, the elf surprised him once again.

When the curse pattern engraved on the blade began to light up with a blue halo, Steve suddenly felt that the black cage under his hands seemed to become a little more transparent.He blinked in disbelief, thinking it was a hallucination caused by his being too excited, until another roar mixed with panic sounded, but this time it did not appear in his mouth, he finally believed that the land that imprisoned him The darkness is really melting away.

Without hesitation, Captain America exerted four times the destructive power, and directly dismantled the broken cage at the moment when the light of the blade reached the most dazzling.

With the black shadow howling in pain, he went upstream and regained control of his body.

At the moment when consciousness returned, Steve tried his best and almost broke the handle of the knife, but he still couldn't stop the blade from falling.

"Peng—"

The whistling sound of metal cutting through the air was deafening, and the flying dust almost fascinated people's eyes.When the dust dissipated, Jarod moved his right hand away from his face, turned his head, and stared silently at the sharp blade stuck into the ground against his neck.And on him, Steve Rogers' chest heaved violently, staring at the elf, his eyes were bloodshot.

"What is this?" The voice was broken and chaotic, the ferocious madness still vaguely remained on his face, and the bright red dripping from the scratched skin of the man nailed to him without blinking in his eyes: "What did you do?" ? How could you do that?"

Garrod looked at him with a peaceful and quiet expression.

"The magic of elves, I can't explain the principle." He said lightly, as if he was not surprised by Captain America who woke up: "You can understand it as setting an alarm clock or a wake-up number to wake you up. Although I Actually, I don’t like it very much, but I have to say that this purification power is really useful.”

"Although it's a bit troublesome for you to get in touch with it." After a pause, the elf added.

"Then you can put the knife in my hand, even if I might kill you like this?!" The voice was so loud that it seemed to be screaming hysterically, Steve almost burst his eye sockets: "Have you considered What if I don't wake up in time, what if that bastard really stabs it into your chest?!"

"Urgent situation."

And Garald's tone remained flat, as if this was not a problem to consider: "And I believe in you."

Captain America, who has always been calm and self-possessed, was furious with him.

"I'm really going to strangle you sooner or later, you stubborn living fossil."

His brain, filled with blood and adrenaline, was about to explode, and the joy of surviving the disaster couldn't dispel his ignited anger and fear.Steve's face was mixed with a series of emotions that would kill people if listed individually, and he made his expression ferocious, and began to speak indiscriminately:

"I'm going to put you in the bed and drown you in the bathtub. I'm going to hide you under the covers before anyone else finds out, then I'll hang you up and beat you, break your legs if necessary, and throw you Fold it into a small piece and tuck it in the chest of my uniform until you swear you'll never drive me crazy again with those whimsical ideas in your head."

Mr. Elf, who was threatened by Captain America, looked at him.

"sounds good."

Eyelids moved, and Jarod raised his right hand, repeatedly looking at the strange lines that appeared on the back of his hand.It was a commemoration given to him by Merlin outside Avalon not long ago, a very interesting magic, and it can be regarded as a little security measure he made. In fact, the risk of letting himself be exposed to the blade just now is far less than Steve imagined. .But now, the big golden retriever doesn't need to know this.

After all, Captain America is not the only one who is angry.

"When you go back, remember to remind me that we have to fight. I will twist off your head and stuff it in the oven, and then remind you not to always think about how to protect others before you can protect yourself."

He pushed Steve's chest muscles and sat up from the ground: "So now, go and pack yourself up for me, and don't come back to me if you can't beat that black guy."

I can feel that the uninvited guest who broke into my body has been severely injured, but still has not disappeared, but is about to make a comeback.Steve nodded, his expression gradually calmed down, and he returned to the solemnity and solemnity of "Captain America thinks some people can die".

"Don't be beaten too badly before I come back."

He reached out and pulled out the short knife stuck in the ground, and handed it over: "You can't do it without me, I know."

"I will return this sentence to you."

A funny look finally appeared in his eyes.Jialude did not accept the knife, but said something to his hand, causing the light blue halo to appear on those complex and beautiful runes again.

He reluctantly gave him a gentle smile.

"Go ahead, hero."

Then, without waiting for the other party to say anything else, Mr. Elf slapped his netizen's face, and knocked him out with a 'slap' sound.

... This guy is definitely avenging himself.

Thinking so indignantly, Steve fell to the ground.He closed his eyes again in the burning pain of his cheeks, and sank into the depths of his consciousness, still holding the elf's weapon in his hand.

There, the black figure that occupied someone else's body with no manners at all was standing there, the hood was tattered as if it had been burned by fire, revealing a face that was as dry as bark underneath.

Captain America looked down at the shining blue light in his hand, then raised his head again.

"Let's do the math, I've recorded four times the amount for you."

He raised the corners of his mouth, and he looked very much like the ten thousand year old man outside who was slowly getting up.

"Jarrod..." The black shadow's voice seemed extremely angry.He opened his mouth, and just spit out such a name, but was immediately interrupted by the blond man in front of him.

"Yes, Jarod, I know you saw it, he's as hot as the face I just got slapped on. So, don't worry about what's going to happen to 'Sin', he's going to hell with you right now."

Steve shrugged, trying to save the knife, but almost dropped the short knife in his hand.

"Sorry, I don't use this often, and I may be more proficient in cutting it a few times later, I hope you don't mind."

Of course, it's useless to mind.

Steve thought silently.

After all, Captain America is not a saint. If someone slaps you and doesn't fight back, he will send the other half of his face. He actually holds a grudge.

that's it.

……

"I must remind you that I am particularly vengeful."

Glancing at Steve, who was lying dead beside him, Garrod grabbed his shoulder strap and dragged him to the shade like a dead dog. Instead of picking up his other knife, he lifted the shield that was buckled on the ground. , set on the wrist.

After completing this series of actions, he took a moment to raise his head, aiming at the person on the edge of the cliff who had been watching him silently.

"You almost killed me three times, 'Xin'. Even if I am a peace-loving elf, I will settle accounts with you now." The elf smiled slightly: "Besides, I am not."

"what do you want?"

'Xin' looked at him coldly.

"Of course I beat you."

The look in the past is like he asked a nonsense.Garrod walked over slowly holding Captain America's shield, with an unexpectedly arrogant expression on his face.

He totally pissed him off today.

"Only you can't beat me, Garrod."

He laughed lightly, his voice didn't seem to be mocking, but he was telling a fact calmly, 'Xin' shook his head: "I thought you should understand this when we met last time."

"yes."

Shrugging his shoulders, the expression on his face didn't change much, and Jarod raised his chin towards him: "I only found that being fallen made you stronger and faster, but it didn't increase your combat experience, kid."

"Besides, I still have this." Almost in front of 'Xin', Mr. Elf shook the star shield in his hand, without concealing the sarcasm in his tone: "Why do you think I can't beat you."

"Childish." The man snorted coldly.

"Do you think Captain America's shield can protect you?"

"How do you know if you don't try."

Standing there relaxed, Garrod hooked his fingers provocatively: "See how far you can hit me."

"as you wish."

His tone became impatient, 'Xin' made a dodge, appeared in front of the elf in the blink of an eye, and slapped him in the face.

He didn't use all his strength, and the elf's fragile body couldn't bear his hard blow, but this punch would definitely break a few bones on his body.He just wanted to teach Garald a lesson first, let him recognize the facts, and then torture him slowly.However, unexpectedly, facing his own attack, Jarod didn't even have the slightest intention of dodging, but moved his shoulders leisurely.

Then, he caught his fist.

Not with the shield, but with the free right hand.

"This is impossible……"

'Xin' stared wide-eyed, as if he couldn't believe this unreasonable scene.But soon, he discovered the reliance that Garrod was able to achieve this step.On the back of the elf's hand, the pattern that obviously came from magic was entrenched there brazenly, mocking him nakedly.

"Merlin did me a little favor, I think this is better than my knife."

Shrugging, the hand holding the opponent's fist did not tremble, Jia Luo slowly raised his eyebrows: "So, do you have any skills that can surprise me? If not, I will start."

"..."

'Xin' was silent for a while, looking at the elf with unclear meaning, but it was rare to see the solemnity of facing something unexpected and difficult.

"Even so, you can't kill me."

He said coldly: "Even if I fall, I used to be an elf. And the soul of an elf is immortal. Even if my body dies, I will always be reborn again."

Garrod's expression didn't change in any way.

"Well... this is indeed a bit tricky." He curled his lips: "but I can figure out a solution later."

And now.

"Let's settle the accounts first, old guy."

As he spoke, he let go of his hand and kicked 'Xin' on the knee.

Then, he picked up the shield and shot over.