Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 807: No one survived

"Domination? Rather... control!"

The cold sweat on Steve's forehead, the blue blood vessels bursting out.

He tried his best to control his left foot, but the result was not satisfactory. The left foot with the eyeball symbol seemed to have its own consciousness, completely out of his control, and moved forward again. took half a step.

"Give up resistance, Steve Rogers."

Hive is quite confident in its own abilities, and said: "From the moment you were dominated by me, your left foot no longer belongs to you. Come here a little more...left foot."

An absolutely inviolable order can be called... Domination!

In Steve's horrified eyes, his left foot once again took a half-step forward uncontrollably.

"Come here a little more..." Hive twitched his fingers and manipulated the foot to continue to move towards him.

"Don't think about it!"

As soon as the left foot showed signs of movement, Steve's eyes flashed fiercely.

I saw him raise his fist and slam it on his knee, splashing a dazzling blood.

Click!

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded, and the knee was directly smashed by a punch.

Without the support of the knee, the entire left leg was paralyzed. Steve stumbled and almost fell, but in the end he managed to stand still, raised his head stubbornly, and stared straight at the hive: "Just one leg. , how can I give it to you?"

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Hive's face suddenly turned gloomy, and the murderous intent rolled out like a real substance. He gritted his teeth and said, "Who allowed you to hurt your own body? That's what I fancy!"

"Your stuff? Bah!"

Steve spat, endured the severe pain of the broken bone, and sneered coldly: "Don't be ashamed, this is my own body, what I want to do is my freedom, what does it have to do with you? ?"

"It seems that you still don't recognize the reality."

Hive looked at him indifferently, put on a ferocious expression, and said word by word: "From the moment I looked at your body, your body no longer belongs to you, but mine. Something!"

An energy that Steve was quite familiar with was surging around the hive.

One by one tightly closed vertical lines slowly emerged on the front of the beehive, and then a dozen gaps were opened, revealing indifferent vertical pupils of amber color, with a strange purple light like water rippling.

"Accept God's dominion... Steve Rogers!"

Accompanied by the frantic voice of the beehive, the dozen or so amber pupils printed on the chest released a rich purple light.

Steve, who had already seen the ability of the hive for a long time, reacted almost in an instant. He was half-squatted on the ground, shrinking behind the circular shield, and there was no exposed pupil. in sight.

The purple light gradually faded, and the palpitations slowly subsided.

Steve tried to move a bit, found no signs of being controlled, and let out a nervous sigh of relief.

Although it is just a guess, and there is no 100% certainty, there is no doubt that he made the right bet. The objects controlled by the hive are limited to living beings, and it has no effect on metals composed of inorganic substances!

"I just watched it once, and I found my weakness so quickly." Hive's eyes flashed with surprise, and after a while, he regained his calm and praised: "You are the most talented person I have ever met. class."

"Stop talking big here." Steve stood up slowly with one leg supported, and said, "How many people have you met since you were born? People like me, there are still others in the outside world. A lot!"

It was just a casual compliment, but was slapped in the face on the spot.

Even if the hive claims to be superior to humans, it can't resist the repeated ridicule, his eyes darkened immediately, and he said: "You really want to court death, I wanted to protect this place a little bit. body, but now...it seems that it is not necessary."

"Then see if you have the ability!"

Steve clenched his shield in his right hand, staring intently at the hive, his concentration raised to the limit.

He knows that he has only one chance. When his left leg is completely useless, he can only wait patiently for the hive to reveal its flaws. When he takes the initiative to approach, he will concentrate all the energy in his left hand and bet all of them to strike a fatal blow.

Until then, he has to be careful with those amber pupils and never get hit again!

As he was thinking about the situation he was going to deal with in his heart, he saw a sneer on Hive's face.

"Are you trying to lure me over?"

Hive said with a half-smile, "Let me guess, wait for me to take the initiative to go over to melee combat, then seize my flaws, and then use that left hand to wield a blow like the one just now, completely destroying my body, Right?"

"So what? Don't you dare?"

Steve's eyes narrowed slightly, although the thoughts in his heart were guessed, but he did not panic, but provocatively said: "Even me, a man with a broken leg, dare not approach, you still have What qualifications do you have to say that you are God?"

"Unfortunately, I've seen through your thoughts."

Hive eyes glowed with cruel light, and said coldly: "My favorite thing is to slowly torture the prey and admire their desperate expressions before they die."

Suddenly, a chaotic footstep sounded in the metal passage.

A group of people moved, and then stepped into the laboratory. With the help of the dim light outside, Steve could see their faces clearly. Spit out fire.

"Hive-!!!"

A hysterical roar similar to that of a beast, accompanied by violent waves of spiritual power, erupted from around Steve.

“How did you feel when you met your former teammates?”

Hive's expression is ferocious and cruel, and in the uncontrollable trembling voice, there is a hint of perverted desire after satisfaction: "You have to thank me, if it wasn't for my help, your teammates , long ago died in the ruins."

"Jack, Hans, Robert, Wells..."

Steve gritted his lip tightly, his teeth chattering.

The shreds of blood after the broken skin poured into the mouth~IndoMTL.com~ The fishy smell mixed with bitterness was swallowed, even if the pain of smashing the knee a thousand times was less than one ten thousandth of the pain in his heart now.

Those people...all are members of the Howling Commando.

Or more strictly speaking, they were members of the Howling Commandos, but now they have been reduced to puppets.

"Then let me enjoy it."

Hive holding the appearance of watching a play, took two steps back a little, and said playfully: "Faced with the closest comrades in the past, can you still have the courage to break them like your own knees? Where's the head?"

"You bastard... bastard!!!"

Steve's teeth were nearly gnawed, his terrifying eyes were like knives, and he wanted to tear the hive to shreds.

"Almost forgot, just to remind you."

Hive's smile is full of malice, reminding: "The parasites that control their movements are all in the central nervous system of the brain. The only way to save them is to use your fist to blow their heads." /