Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 636: Astral Return, Nine Realms Riot (6)

Barton's arrow seemed to detonate a powder keg.

The howling sound of the injured monster fleeing, like a signal of a certain frequency, instantly attracted more monsters.

These monsters used the mist rising in the forest and a large number of black trees as cover to attack the agent team from all directions.

In the face of the sudden attack and the thicker fog interfering with the line of sight, the number of the elite tactical team of 50 people dropped sharply to 32, and the rest were more or less injured. .

However, after the initial commotion, the agents quickly calmed down and formed formation.

Relying on the powerful firepower of modern weapons in hand, the bullets roared and made a rumbling sound, and the sound of the firefight could be clearly heard from miles away, just like the scythe wielded by the **** of death, and began to harvest these The life of a monster.

No matter what these things are, they obviously cannot violate the laws of physics.

With the skilled cooperation of the special agent tactical team, they quickly switched from defense to attack and advanced step by step. After killing more than a dozen monsters, the remaining monsters retreated into the depths of the forest howling when they saw that something was wrong. .

The entire battle lasted no more than five minutes from start to finish.

But in this short period of five minutes, nearly half of the casualties of the tactical team were caused, and most of the dead comrades did not even leave a complete body, and were violently torn into pieces by those monsters piece.

Although the battle is over, the price is too great.

Everyone still had lingering fears, panting heavily, and looked around in horror.

"Damn, there is a problem here!"

Barton looked at the broken corpses of his dead companions everywhere, and rushed to Eric angrily, lifted the old man up, and growled, "Why didn't you tell us in advance that there are a group of bloodthirsty monsters here?!"

"No... Barton, I swear, I don't know!"

Eric was taken aback by him, and shouted in horror: "I have never met the forest last time, I entered through a cobblestone path, and then found that ancient tribe, I have never encountered these monsters at all. !”

"Hey, Barton, it's not his fault!"

Seeing this, Natasha hurried up, grabbed the angry Barton, and shouted: "If Dr. Eric had seen these monsters in advance, how could he not tell us? He almost died just now!"

"Sorry... Eric, Natasha."

Barton let go of the terrified Eric, took two weak steps back, inserted ten fingers deep into the roots of his hair, and said bitterly: "I'm a little out of control, these people are all trained by me. , they shouldn't be...so cruel."

The members of this elite tactical team were once students trained by Patton himself.

But now, with such a tragic way of death, being torn to pieces by those monsters like food, this made him, who was once an instructor and teacher, feel very uncomfortable and angry in his heart, so he spread the fire on Eric's head.

"No, it's not your fault, Barton."

Natasha knew the pain in his heart, so she stepped forward, hugged Barton with her arms around her, and comforted him softly: "None of us expected that monsters would suddenly appear here, they came so suddenly .”

"Sir Barton, you need to see this!"

A member of the elite tactical squad, crouched beside the dead monsters, beckoning them over with a wave.

Barton took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his heart, walked to the side of the team member, and knelt down to examine the monster's corpse.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, the brows of several people are deeply frowned, showing expressions of disgust and disgust.

The shape of the monster resembles that of a human being, with obvious limbs and reproductive organs. The muscles are basically degenerated, and it is thin and thin like a branch. It was in a green rotten state, and some viscous liquid continued to ooze from the outside.

"Ugh...it stinks!"

Natasha covered her mouth and nose, the thing gave off an unpleasant stench.

How should I describe this smell... It's like methyl indole, commonly known as skatole.

This is a non-toxic chemical substance, the gas is several times stronger than this thing, and it can even be felt clearly at a close distance, and the eyeballs and nasal cavity are irritating.

"Smell is not the point, Natasha."

Barton pulled out his saber expressionlessly, playing with the wounds and parts of the corpse.

Natasha once suspected that this man had no sense of smell, otherwise, observing at such a close range, she would be thankful if she could not spit it out, let alone use a saber to jump away from the source of the stench.

"It's a rotten organ, this guy is a human."

Barton violently chiseled open the monster's chest cavity with a knife. Although it was almost rotten inside, human organs could still be seen.

"Their claws are as sharp as those lizardmen, but they don't have the corresponding intelligence." Natasha stared at the appearance of these monsters, and a bold idea suddenly popped up in her mind: "Could it be... these The monster is the lizardman who failed to transform?"

"You are right, we have come to the right place."

Barton let out a foul breath, got up slowly and said, "This place should be very close to the Severn Valley, otherwise there wouldn't be so many failed products. Everyone, be alert and go to the enemy's lair to see!"

After a brief preparation, the tactical team continued to set off.

However, they changed their position this time, with teams on the left and right flanks guarding each other. Patton and a few people carried out the exploration forward, with Natasha as the rear guard, guarding against the enemies that suddenly appeared from behind, and maintaining a standard tactical team form steadily.

As the fog gradually thickens in the forest, a winding path covered with gray cobblestones appears.

"This is it! This is it!"

Eric pointed to the cobblestone path and exclaimed: "I found that ancient tribe through this path."

Barton looked towards the end of the path, and found that he was deep into the forest, and he couldn't see the end at a glance.

In such a place full of weird atmosphere, there is actually an artificially paved cobblestone path, no matter from which angle you look at it, it is full of sense of disobedience.

And as the fog thickens, the visible range is further narrowed, and the light becomes thinner and thinner. The entire environment is shrouded in darkness, which undoubtedly intensifies the invisible horror atmosphere, making people almost out of breath Come.

"Warning around, let's be careful."

Barton made a few tactical gestures ~IndoMTL.com~ With his fingers on the bowstring, ready to fire at any time, he slowly walked along the cobblestone road.

The steam-soaked cobblestone road feels slippery when stepped on, so every step has to be more careful. The whole team advances very slowly. light.

The weeds on both sides of the road are very lush, and it seems that no one has trimmed them for a long time.

As the fog became thicker and the visual range did not exceed five meters, the members of Pathfinder and Patton suddenly stopped in their tracks, and everyone following behind raised their guns nervously, aiming at the fog surrounded by the front The place.

"Barton, why did you stop?"

Natasha asked in a low voice, cold sweat broke out in the hand holding the gun.

"The lake...is a lake..."

Barton took several deep breaths to calm down the shock in his heart: "We found...the lake in the myth!"

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