Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 827: The price of truth

The worst has happened...

Bucky has been trying his best to avoid bumping into another self, especially in front of Steve, but it's a pity that people are not as good as God.

In order to distinguish the two Buckys, we will refer to the Bucky of Hydra as the Winter Soldier for now.

The Winter Soldier's mood was even worse at this time, his brain was completely muddy, he just stared at Bucky stupidly, that face that was almost identical to his, and some emotion surged deep in his heart, evoking the remnants fragments of memory.

"Bucky...Barnes..."

His eyes were full of confusion, and there was a look of pain on his face: "I...I seem to be somewhere...heard this name."

“…”

Bucky is silent, his eyes drooping.

He didn't choose to explain or answer the Winter Soldier's question, but just walked back and forth between Steve and the Winter Soldier with a complex look that no one could understand. converting.

"What the **** is this...?!"

Steve was stunned.

If I had to use one description to describe his mood and feelings at the moment, it would be the first day of the new year. He just put on a new pair of underwear with joy, but found that it was covered with other people's cakes. .

From the initial confusion, it turned into dumbfoundedness, and then the whole person felt like being struck by lightning, and then became disgusting and angry, and the mood was like a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

But then, as Steve looked at the Winter Soldier, his eyes fell on the metal arm, and he suddenly remembered something he had overlooked at first.

At the old S.H.I.E.L.D. base in New Jersey, the 'Bucky' who hunted him and Natasha had such an identical metal arm, while the 'Bucky' who fought against him had his left arm intact.

So here comes the question...

Who is the real Bucky?

After hesitating for half a second, Steve's face showed a little complexity, and he turned to look at the silent Bucky, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Bucky...I remember that in Siberia, you His left hand should have been crushed by the train wreck, right?"

Back then in the Siberian Icefield, they were attacked by Hasward, the whole train was overturned, and Bucky happened to be hit by a heavy falling object, causing his left arm to be amputated.

This is what he saw with his own eyes!

The two Buckys appearing in front of them, one of which has been replaced with a metal prosthetic limb, and the other left arm intact, are true or false, and the answer is ready to come out.

"Who are you...?!"

Steve's voice trembled a little, his fists were clenched with bulging knuckles, and a few blue veins appeared on his neck. It could be seen that he was very excited now.

Perhaps he doesn't even know who he should trust now, but at least...he prefers to believe in Bucky who joins Hydra.

"I... am Bucky Barnes."

Bucky looked at Steve lonely, with an unspeakable tiredness in his eyes: "Believe it or not, I'm Bucky Barnes, and I've never lied to you about that."

"Then what happened to your left hand?" Steve's face was quite ugly, as if he was deliberately suppressing certain emotions, and his eyes flashed with a violent look: "I saw with my own eyes that your left hand was The train is overwhelmed!"

"Haha...saw it with my own eyes?"

Bucky sneered, shook his head, and asked with a three-point question, a three-point contempt, and a three-point self-deprecating tone, and asked: "But you didn't see it with your own eyes, I was swallowed by a false head. ?"

Steve was at a loss for words.

Yes, there is no denying that.

Bucky was devoured by a dummy at the beginning, and he even smashed the dummy with his own hands, leaving not even the slightest bit of scum.

It stands to reason that neither the soul nor the body, Bucky can survive, but the fact is that two Bucky appeared.

"Steve..."

Bucky said with a complicated expression: "Sometimes, what you see with your eyes is not necessarily the truth."

"You two... who is the real Bucky?" Steve's mind is in a mess right now, and he doesn't have the heart to think about the meaning of the sentence, just to figure out who is. Real Bucky.

"Does this matter?"

Bucky was silent for a moment, then asked him back.

"It's important!"

Steve looked solemn and said, "At least for me, this is very important."

"If he's real and I'm fake, what are you going to do with me?" Bucky asked again with a twinkle in his eyes.

Faced with the questioning, Steve was stunned.

Because of this issue, he never thought about it, it was just a quick talk, but he didn't know what to do with the fake Bucky.

Kill? captivity? let go?

These three options, it seems that no matter which one, is not the most correct option, but he has to force himself, must make a choice.

"I have a question, Steve."

Bucky's eyes were mixed with a hint of coercion, looking directly at Steve, who was a little flustered, and said, "If we have the same memories, the same past and feelings, and even the same DNA genetic sequence, then ask. ......how do you define what you mean by 'true and false'?"

Steve's face became extremely ugly, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes. He vaguely guessed the truth, but he didn't have the courage to say it.

"Nonsense, of course it depends on how you were born!" Sam on the side couldn't help it, and interjected: "Even if you have the same experience and memory, even if you have the same DNA and body, a clone is always a clone. , can't change that you are a product of science!"

"A human clone...isn't it human?" Bucky asked rhetorically.

"Don't try to disturb us in this way!" Sam aimed at Bucky's back with the gun in his arm, and said coldly: "Whether the clone is human or not, at least you are definitely not the real Bucky. "

"Is this... your answer?"

Bucky didn't pay attention to Sam behind him, just stared fixedly at Steve and asked, "Answer my question, that's what you want to tell me, right?"

For some reason, Steve suddenly didn't dare to look at him, those eyes were so sharp, as if two sharp knives had pierced his chest fiercely, blood pouring out like a fountain.

"I'm sorry..."

Steve's voice was weak and flies, and he turned his head slightly to avoid Bucky's questioning. There was a complexion in his eyes, both guilt and regret.

"I see."

Bucky sighed deeply, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes, his whole figure seemed to have his spine removed, he bowed softly, and his voice became indifferent: "But it's a pity that you are disappointed, The truth is not what you think."

"What do you mean?!"

Steve and Sam were shocked and surprised.

"According to your definition~IndoMTL.com~ I am indeed not the real 'Bucky'." Bucky glanced at them lightly, then slowly raised his hand and pointed at the still sluggish Winter Soldier , word for word: "But again...he's not Bucky either."

"The real Bucky...was long dead."

"He died in the ice fields of Siberia and was devoured by a corpse to save his best friend Steve Rogers."

"As for me..."

Bucky pointed to himself and said, "A clone born from Bucky's corpse, with all of Bucky's memories and past, resurrected by an unknown force..."

"And he, Bucky the Winter Soldier."

Bucky pointed at the Winter Soldier, his voice was like a cold wind of minus ten degrees, invading everyone's bone marrow, and sending out bursts of coldness: "After I was captured by Hydra, I used DNA genetic factors to create it. man-made clones."

All... clones? !

Steve and Sam, their brains are like a storm, and their minds have come to a standstill.