Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 789: I’m going to hit 10!

In the snowy mountains of the Alps, three violent figures are fighting fiercely.

In the space of dozens of meters around them, violent snow waves rolled like furious waves. Every time the collision between the flesh, a shock wave that was visible to the naked eye would erupt, accompanied by the roar of the clash of gold and iron.

Steve was one to two, and he didn't lose in the slightest.

Even from the situation on the scene, he still has the upper hand, suppressing the two power armored warriors.

If it were before, he would never have imagined that he would actually be able to suppress two power armored warriors in a head-to-head confrontation.

But with that new power in his hands, he can feel different.

It was a feeling that couldn't be described in words. It was like a reborn new student. The huge change from the inside out opened up the treasure house of genes hidden in the human body and broke the chains that had bound him all along.

And all these changes stemmed from that demonic arm.

Steve didn't know where it came from, but he could vaguely guess that the terrifying monsters he encountered on the ice field in Siberia were inseparable from his arm.

Is... a gift? Or... a curse?

But these things have nothing to do with him for the time being.

There is only one thing he needs to consider now, and that is how to use his fists to smash the remaining two power armors.

Boom boom boom...

Between the punches, Steve's aura became more and more violent.

Because of the live capture order issued by the Red Skull, the two power armored warriors were unable to use lethal weapons, so they could only choose to fight hard. There is no way out of persecution.

"Chance!"

Steve seized the flaw in that moment, leaned forward and stepped forward, the whole earth seemed to be shaking.

Amid the tumbling snow waves, a violent figure smashed through the layers of air, and the left fist, whose strength had already been accumulated, threw a left hook with a full moon arc from bottom to top.

There was only a loud bang, and the left fist hit the steel helmet of the power armor.

The terrifying force spreads out like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis, spreading out inch by inch along the fist bones. The heavy fists swayed heavy air waves, and the bursting force was so easy to shred the hard helmet made of steel, and the entire head of the warrior was transformed inside. It was smashed like a watermelon.

Bright red mixed with a viscous white substance, like a coquettish thing in full bloom, dotted the monotonous snow field.

Stained with filth at close range, Steve's eyes became more and more red and violent. It seemed that he was affected by that power.

The power armored warrior did not waver at all, as cold as a corpse, he slammed his fist directly at Steve.

Steve blocked a punch with a shield and raised his foot to kick the power armor's knee hard.

The joints are the only weak point of the power armor, but it is only relatively speaking. If it was the previous Steve, even if it was kicked, it would be fine, but the problem is that the current Steve is not the same as the previous one. .

Click!

The Power Armor snorted.

His knee was kicked abruptly, Bai Shengsheng's bones pierced the armor, and he fell to the ground in a reverse twist.

Before he could fight back, he was punched in the face.

The huge force knocked him to the ground, and the steel helmet even cracked.

Steve threw away his shield, rode on the waist of the power armored warrior, and threw his fists down like raindrops.

Punch after punch, as if to vent the anger in my heart.

Bang bang bang bang...

Through the electronic eyes of the helmet, the warrior can only see countless fist shadows falling. At first, he could barely resist with his arms raised, but then he gradually lowered his arms and stopped moving like a corpse.

"Give me - die!"

Steve holds his left arm high, concentrating that power, then slams down.

Bang!

The power armored warrior punched in the middle of the chest, blood spurted out from the visor, and the surrounding snow waves rolled up several meters high, which was enough to resist a cannon in front of Tao Gang, even unable to withstand this brutal brutality force, cracked and dented in the shrill whine of the metal.

The earth was overwhelmed with a whimper, like a fragile lump of tofu crumbled.

The powerful power armor actually fell apart under this punch. The warriors inside were only mortal bodies. How could they withstand a punch that even power armor couldn't handle. On the spot, the whole body was broken, bleeding from seven orifices, and died violently.

"Ahhh-!!!"

Steve seemed to be venting the anger in his chest. The roar shook the nearby snow-capped mountains and forests, wantonly venting that violent impulse.

Although this arm gives him strength, it also has a bad side, that is, it stimulates the most primitive violent killing urge of human beings buried deep in his heart.

Just like the current Steve, his eyes are red and violent, and there is no heroic appearance, he is a big villain.

Huchi.....Huchi...

Scorching white air was exhaled from his mouth, and Steve's eyes turned red as he slowly raised his fist.

A large piece of viscous hot blood dripped little by little along the fist bone. Steve buckled the helmet of the power armor and held it in front of his eyes. He stared at the moving electronic eye, and a cold expression was drawn from the corner of his lips. Brutal smile: "Red Skull, are you all that capable?!"

Across the remaining electronic eye, Steve could see the Red Skull jumping like thunder, which was exactly the result he wanted.

"Red Skull, you are dead!"

Steve had blood on his face, like a big villain, and grinned: "No matter where you hide, no matter how closely guarded you are, I will find you and put you in hell. Repent!"

"Only if...you can do it."

The scarlet electronic eyes flickered a few times, and a familiar voice came out from inside the helmet: "Steve Rogers, although I don't know how you got that power, if it's only to this extent, it's killing you. Not mine."

"Really?"

Steve sneered and said disapprovingly: "The power armored warriors you are proud of have all been dealt with by me, they are simply vulnerable, and I would really like to know, how many more of these you can have. Power armor?"

The reason why he said this was not because he was rude.

Steve clenched his left arm slightly, feeling the surging power, he felt like he could really hit ten.

And according to Howard's calculations, the number of power armors in Hydra is extremely rare. Except for the ones supplied to the German front line, there are at most about eight power armors in that mountain base.

He has already killed four, and there are no more than five or six left.

Having mastered this brand-new power, he is now more confident, just five or six power armors, can't we solve it in minutes?

"Hahahaha...So this is your confidence?" Red Skull's mocking voice echoed in the snow clearly through the helmet: "You wouldn't naively think that, I only have four power armors, right?"

"Even if you still have ten power armors, I can still smash them!" Steve said proudly.

"Then ask Captain America to show me."

The cold, hoarse voice of the Red Skull in the helmet made Steve couldn't help but feel a slight chill on his back.

crunch...crunch...crunch...

The sound of stepping on the snow came from behind, and Steve looked back subconsciously.

Ten neat power armored warriors, like ghosts in the dark night, stand in the deep snow-covered jungle. The huge body and scarlet electronic eyes exude a palpitating sense of oppression. .

"At your request ~IndoMTL.com~ I sent ten."

An annoying voice came from the helmet: "Now please let me see, who can be better than Captain America, the creator of the pinnacle of biotechnology, and the most advanced mecha technology of Hydra."

“…”

If I could go back in time, Steve wanted to go back a few seconds.

Nothing else, just wanting to be simple, to kill the arrogant self a few seconds ago, why do you have to shout ten times?

This is great, they have sent ten power armored warriors.

"Howard, if I can go back this time, I'll beat you to get out of bed for three months!" Steve cursed inwardly, Howard, that unreliable bastard, this is what he vowed to say, Absolutely no more than eight power armors?

Pure fart!

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