I plant trees in the superhero world

"Hey, are you okay!" Luckily, Tony grabbed Cyril with quick eyesight and quick hands, "Why did you fall on the grass?"

"Because there is a small pit here suddenly, I didn't notice it." Cyril complained in a low voice, hiding the panic in his heart.

His arches were originally relatively flat, and it was normal for him to stagger when he was flustered.

He never imagined that Batman would rush from Gotham to New York to help. Isn't he the most territorial, and he likes to say "get out of my Gotham" the most, but now he ran to someone else's territory .

Well, maybe the alien invasion is too serious this time, and this is also a major event related to the survival of human beings.

Even Cyril himself didn't notice, he had already started to subconsciously make excuses for Batman.

"I thought you were frightened by that dark voice, after all, such an ugly voice is rare." Tony also stabbed Batman.

On the other side, Batman, who was cleaning up the Chitauri, smiled helplessly in his mask. If he hadn't maintained his character design, he would probably turn back to Tony now.

Cyril smiled dryly, and suddenly he didn't really want to go to the battlefield. He quickly asked the system: "Didn't it mean that I will be weak for several days after using this skill? Why haven't I responded yet?"

"Weakness will only appear after you remove the effect of the shield. Now there are so many Chitauri in Manhattan, and so many ordinary people are protected by your shield. Do you dare to remove the shield now?" the system provocatively asked.

Cyril really... dare not, if he deliberately removed the effect of the shield, wouldn't he expect those people to die?

"Actually, I don't think it's safe enough to rely on a shield here. I'm willing to stay and guard at all times to resist the Chitauri's attack." Cyril said righteously, with a very firm tone.

Tony glanced at the shield that was still strong after being bombarded by his palm: "... there is this thing, do you still need to guard it? Do you think all the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. are dead?" Forcibly dragging Cyril into the sky.

Cyril could only suppress his overly nervous mood, and he clearly said that he would let go, but he still felt a feeling similar to "being close to the hometown", alas.

"Sira, can your shield withstand that?" Superman asked, his voice even a little hesitant.

that?which?

Cyril raised his head in doubt, and metal iron dragons drilled out of the black hole one after another. Unlike the majestic oriental dragon summoned by Cyril, the giant iron dragon that came out of the black hole even looked like a giant centipede, terrifying and disgusting, Siri Er suddenly felt a little dazed, could his shield really block these iron dragons?

"I'm not sure, so we'd better stop those giant dragons here and keep them away from the Central Park." Cyril gritted his teeth, they can't back down at this time, these giant dragons are not ordinary Chitauri Humans can compare, and he is not sure how many times the shield can block the iron dragon's attack.

"Okay, come on, let's not let them get closer to Central Park." The captain was the first to cheer up, his voice was full of power like in the movie, full of the tenacity of "Icandothisallday", and it was only at this time that Cyril really understood To Captain America's strength as a spiritual leader.

Tony puts Cyril in Block 42 and flies straight to Stark Tower, where they're going to close the black hole's gate.

Holding the whip, Cyril looked at a giant dragon swimming towards him, gritted his teeth, and shouted in a low voice: "Come on!" He slammed the whip at the dragon's eyes, if they had eyes.

"hiss--"

The huge shock was transmitted to Cyril's hands, and the whip almost flew out. It seemed inappropriate to use a tough whip like grass and vines to beat steel. For a while, his tiger's mouth almost split open. Cyril hadn't had much fighting power before. In fact, the funeral whip can only be regarded as a young man in the superhero world. This dragon is definitely the most powerful opponent Cyril has encountered since he gained power. Uh, it can also be used against dragons.

"System, do you really not consider upgrading my whip?" He bargained with the system in his mind.

"You can be upgraded at the end of this mission. Now you can deal with it first." The system is a little perfunctory.

At this time, Cyril wanted to be like the reckless man in the martial arts movie, spitting twice on his hand to avoid too much pain. Out of a little cleanliness, he restrained himself: "Not only to upgrade, you also have to give me a teleportation skill, don't give me I'm going to run away immediately!"

"Okay, okay! Here you are, please complete the task quickly."

With the approval from the system, Cyril cheered up and rushed towards the steel dragon.

The system sighed silently, this silly boy is so easy to fool, teleportation is originally a task reward, does he think he won it by himself?

As the saying goes, hit a snake and hit seven inches. Although this giant dragon is too big, and the mechanical scales are arranged very tightly, it is hard to see where there is seven inches, but its neck looks a little weaker, and it should be the one he can find. the best breakthrough.

Cyril wrapped the whip around its neck, turned over and climbed onto the dragon's back, and flicked the seeds into its crevice desperately. The dragon felt something was wrong, and slammed into a tall building, trying to throw Cyril away. After getting down, Cyril quickly added a shield for himself. After hitting the wall, the shield turned into light and shadow and shattered. Although Cyril was not injured, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart and lungs. It should be a concussion injury.

The giant dragon also realized that the little ants on his body had to be dealt with quickly, and slammed into a tall building again.

"Come again?!" Cyril was anxious, and quickly used the passive skills of the parasitic and entangled green dragon whip...

"Oh!"

The huge iron dragon fell heavily on the ground, and was entangled in the grass and vines. The vines were so tough that even the iron dragon couldn't break free. Cyril sat on the ground and gasped heavily. He had no strength left. Even if a little gangster comes, he can't beat him.

With his eyes closed, he heard a steady footstep trotting over. It was a man, but he didn't know whether it was a good guy or a bad guy. Cyril quietly gripped his whip, and the man ran a little closer: "Hello, Silla, I'm Steve. How are you, Jeff Rogers?"

Cyrillic:"……"

Of course he knew that his neighbor had the same name as Captain America, but he didn't expect that even the voice was exactly the same. He opened his eyes and looked up at the man who was bending over to help him up... The red, white and blue uniform with bright stars on one side The shield of the same color, with a pair of small white wings on the hood, a little bit of simplicity is revealed in the majesty - he never thought that the two of them look exactly the same, you think I can't recognize you if you change clothes ? !

Cyril was completely petrified. He suspected that his neighbor Steve was a "hero" before, but he never saw the relevant information, so he put it down. He would never have thought of it, Steve Husband turned out to be the "Steve Rogers", Captain America during World War II!

At this time, many strange things about Steve met, such as strong body, excellent fighting skills, old-fashioned style, young and handsome but old-fashioned dressing style, all of this is not because he just came out of the ice. dig it out?

Cyril waved weakly: "Hello, Captain."

"Hello, have you finished this dragon yet?" Steve pulled the weak girl up, never expecting that she could finish a giant steel dragon so quickly.

"It has temporarily lost its combat effectiveness, but it is not completely dead, Captain, you may need to solve it completely." Cyril said weakly, although he already knew that this was his neighbor, but when he thought that he was a soul emanating The radiant Captain America couldn't help being cowardly, as if he was shoulder to shoulder with Captain America before, who gave him the confidence? !

Steve didn't notice Cyril's weird behavior. He walked over and slammed a shield on the neck of the giant steel dragon, and hit the forehead a few times before the giant steel dragon stopped completely.

Cyril was in a state of shock and bewilderment, the only rational thing was not to applaud when Steve was handling the mechanical dragon, that would be too stupid, although the current Cyril didn't seem to be much better.

"Don't close the gate yet, the council has launched a missile here!"

Cyril just heard this sentence when he came back to his senses. He and Steve glanced at each other, and hurried to the direction of Stark Tower.

Superman was intercepting the three steel dragons at the same time, and they could only watch Tony send the cannonball into space, and it fell straight down before the black hole was about to close.

The Hulk caught Tony, and Tony, who took off his mask, still had injuries on his face, his eyes were tightly closed, and Cyril's heart was beating violently to help the old mother, so he rushed over to use the healing technique, After a burst of blue light, all the wounds on Tony's body healed. If the blood on his face hadn't been wiped clean, Tony with the scars and bruises on his face just now seemed to exist in a dream.

Batman looked at this miraculous healing technique and silently remembered it in his heart.

"Ahhh——" Tony woke up suddenly, with fear that hadn't subsided on his face.

Everyone hurriedly gathered around and cared carefully. Cyril, as a person who performed the healing technique, was too aware of Tony's current physical condition. His body was intact, and he had healed all new and hidden injuries. When his abilities improve a bit, he can give Tony back his own heart, but it is not known how long this step will take.

After Cyril relaxed his mind, he noticed a dark figure next to him, which was...

He froze suddenly, wishing he could disappear quickly.

The other party involved is famous for his meticulous observation and perceptiveness. Naturally, he would not ignore Cyril's strange performance, and immediately said: "Miss Sila, can you help me heal, after all, everyone was injured just now."

What else can he do, can he really refuse in full view?

Cyril gritted his teeth in his heart, and turned his head with a flat smile on his face: "Of course, I can help everyone with treatment." He has always been a man who gritted his teeth and carried on his inability to lose, even when facing his ex.

Well, he admitted that Gotham is famously dark, Batman, his ex-boyfriend, Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham, is also the man who always thought he was straight but turned Cyril, Cyril's first love and object of resentment.

Unlike the healing technique that pressed his hands on Tony's body in a hurry, Cyril methodically controlled his hands to perform the healing technique at a distance of 3 centimeters away from Batman. The same blue light enveloped him and healed his new wounds. and dark wounds.

Because Cyril is the leader, he can feel Batman's physical condition, the new injuries from the battle just now are not too serious, the hidden injuries on his body are shocking, countless knife wounds, and many fractures and contusions on his body , the most serious thing is... broken spine.

He suddenly thought of a saying once circulated in the Gotham underworld. Batman disappeared for a long time because he was broken by the super villain Bane. He didn't know how to restore his spine and continue to fight.

When Cyril first learned about this story, he didn't know Batman's true identity, and he forgot about it when he knew it, and it's shocking to connect it now.

The author has something to say:

I see that everyone really hopes that Cyril will turn around. In fact, I originally expected the CP to be the captain. Why don't you think about it slowly and I will consider the CP issue in the later stage?