Son of Marvel’s God

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164 Young Hero

At the end of the chaotic neighborhood, a young man with a backpack and school uniform is standing here. Holding tightly in his hand was a crowbar stained with green blood.

He gasped and sweat continued to fall down his cheeks.

In front of him was a dead jumper, and behind him was a safe mother and son.

The Zergling chased, and the mother and son came to an end. The teenager, like everyone else, was also willing to escape, but looking at the mother and son who were about to be threatened, he pulled out the crowbar inserted in his backpack.

Originally this was intended to be taken to school and used for experiments, but I never expected that it would play a role in this environment.

Although the teenager successfully killed a jumper, he also paid a price for it.

The other big arm had been penetrated by the hooks of the jumping insect, and the school uniform was soaked with blood, dripping down the fingertip along the arm.

The teenager has reached his limit.

However, there are still a lot of jumpers. A dozen jumpers are in front of him and surround him.

"Run!" The teenager lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

The mother who held the child immediately picked up the child and ran towards the distance. Feeling the footsteps behind him, a smile appeared on the teenager's face.

But then the smile on the teenager's face disappeared.

"It's stupid! Why should I stay!" The tears burst into tears, and the teenager cried.

Faced with death, faced with these monsters, the teenager still could not courage, the tears could not stop flowing.

Everyone is afraid of death, and so are teenagers.

But does he regret it? Only by stating that you know best.

A hero for a second, a coward for a lifetime, he chose the former and has the courage that no one has, but he has to pay for it.

In fact, in the face of so many monsters, a monster has already caused him serious injuries, so many monsters, he has no chance of winning.

Jumping insects seemed to be crazy, rushed towards the teenager, trying to tear him to pieces.

I don't know if a good person will have good rewards. It seems that God is looking after this young man.

At this time, the crescent-shaped scimitar flew past the boy.

The rotating crescent scimitar passed through the bodies of several jumping insects, and the windy crescent scimitar directly cut the bodies of those jumping insects into two sections.

Even if it is daytime, even if the strength is suppressed to the lowest point, the fighting skills are still not forgotten.

The white cloak is extremely dazzling under the sunlight.

The mirror of the crescent scimitar reflects the ugly appearance of those monsters.

The Moonlight Knight was not the only one supporting the youngsters. The National Guard soldiers with assault rifles also arrived at the scene.

Brass bullet shells were constantly being thrown out, bullets hit the bodies of those reptiles, and with the screams of the reptiles, this gap was temporarily defended.

The teenager fell to his knees with a thump, and the physics holy sword in his hand fell on the asphalt.

A soldier approached the boy and gently patted the boy's shoulder and said, "You are a hero!"

The teenager looked at the soldier in front of him and finally burst into tears. Just now he ran back from the edge of life and death, and came to a simple date with Reaper.

It's a pity that the **** of death didn't fancy the teenager.

Several military uniforms in white military uniforms rushed to the juvenile's side, inspecting the juvenile's injury, and then took the juvenile to the ambulance and left the scene.

However, this battle has not ended yet. This is just the beginning.

...

Super soldiers did not die because of the explosion, the powerful recovery ability of the swarm, the destroyed tissue, and the rapid regeneration.

Fast speed, explosive power, ordinary people are not their opponents at all, the defense line built by the military is quickly taken advantage of, and Red Hulk can hardly deal with the complicated situation at hand.

And the limit of his body is about to come, the temperature of his body can no longer support his transformation, and soon he will be lifted.

"Stay a little longer, just a moment!" He kept telling himself in his heart, but his body had really reached the limit.

Some things can be solved by not deceiving others.

The power of faith will only exist in the comics, and it cannot be defeated, that is, it cannot be defeated. This kind of belief is nothing more than self-consolation.

If the opponent can be defeated only by faith, what is the previous effort?

The red steam was steaming, and even the muscular body was weak. Even if you want to move a finger, it is nothing more than extravagance.

Several soldiers who were not afraid of death rushed towards this side, and he forcibly called Arnold.

Arnold wanted to say more, but he fainted in the next second.

The military that has never had any experience in dealing with it is the one who was slaughtered.

Even though the soldiers of the military were dead or wounded, Kerrigan still did not stop.

As Mark said, there is no change without sacrifice. This world needs certain sacrifices to alert everyone.

Kerrigan, who was already contaminated with blood, knew very well that even if he didn't help Mark, he could control these swarms.

Because there is also Narud, but if that guy is really allowed to control these bugs, the result is definitely not so simple.

You don't even need the appearance of these jumpers, Hydralisks and Thunder Beasts, the whole city will be turned into a pile of rubble.

Because only a few infected insects are needed, the city can be turned into a paradise for insects.

It is undeniable that this is indeed cruel, but compared to another result, it is kind.

...

Helicopters are constantly playing the pictures on this block. The audience on the other end of the TV are constantly swearing. Some people are praying for their safety, while others are condemning why those superheroes disappear. Then they suddenly remembered that it was because their superheroes gave up.

Or does not affect their verbal abuse, because they want to vent their emotions.

Because those dead have nothing to do with themselves, because they do n’t live in that block, they have nothing to do with themselves.

It's like you are in a peaceful country, looking at those chaotic war areas, you don't feel anything in your heart.

However, things are far from over.

Although Mark's plan is only one block, the black hand behind the scenes took advantage of this confusion.

Carel! An infected person and a reformer who escaped from the military base.

Has been hiding in the dirty sewers, and now he can not find his own kind!

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