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"Father Anderson, you should know. What kind of enemies we might face. Go"

A man dressed as a bishop spoke in a somewhat unreal tone to the respectful Father Alexander Anderson.

"I will only send them to death. I don't want to say anything else."

Father Anderson was surrounded by a ball of pages and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Recently, the church has received many reports of vampire sightings, and the priests in Section 13 are all very busy.

Outside the gate of Helsing Institution, Colson got into a temporary car and watched a dark van drive into Helsing's gate.

A tall man dressed in bright red and wearing a top hat got out of the car, tilted his head and glanced at Colson, with a somewhat irritated look in his eyes.

Other people carried a coffin from the car and were walking inside.

The man was extremely handsome and had an icy aura about him.

As an elite agent, Coulson understood the principle of "don't delve into things you shouldn't care about" and turned his head as if he hadn't seen anything.

His communication with the Heising organization is not considered a failure, at least the business card in his hand can explain it. If he insists on exploring the internal affairs of Heising, it will only add to the trouble. .

"Director, I am returning now. Helsing will appear on the battlefield when they are needed."

Coulson simply reported into the phone.

"I thought you could do better, so come back first. We still need your power now."

Nick Fury didn't say much on the phone. After a brief conversation, he turned his eyes to the man in front of him.

Bucky Barnes!

Although he was not sure whether this resurrection operation would have any serious side effects, now this man could be used as a force for SHIELD.

"Bucky, I think you should have understood the current situation."

Nick Fury glanced at the metal arm that was barely repaired and felt a little dissatisfied.

Obviously this arm is not as powerful as it was at the beginning, but Bucky's own combat power is enough to make up for the lack of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"I thought I could die with peace of mind."

Bucky looked at the black bald head in front of him, feeling a little dissatisfied.

"You think your mistakes can be ended by death?"

Nick Fury handed over a report on the table.

Bucky came over, took the file, and looked at it briefly.

"Hydra has never been an organization that can be easily eliminated. They may be bigger than you think."

Bucky placed the document in his hand directly on the table. He was as hostile as Hydra.

"Then do one thing and I will give you the relevant content."

After Nick Fury finished speaking, he looked at the Winter Soldier in front of him quietly, and then said nothing.

…

The only sound in the silent space was Jessica's heavy breathing.

The feeling of creeping fear in the darkness drove her crazy.

She took the food from her waist and wiped off the stinky pus from the zombies on it. Jessica took a bite of it without caring about anything.

Food can bring energy, which can dispel the uneasiness from the bottom of your heart to some extent.

As for the smell, Jessica couldn't notice it at all, and panic began to peel away her rationality bit by bit.

“Will death be salvation?”

Jessica curled up, and above her head there were constant sounds of zombies scratching the door panel with their skeletons.

This kind of movement was approaching her little by little.

There is no doubt that the devil has wisdom. This door cannot always protect her cowardice. Despair while waiting will not change anything.

The zombies will cut through the iron plate which is not very tough, and eventually the trial will return to the battle.

The only people left watching the projection on the Holy Mountain were Steve, who had just arrived with Kerik, and Hawkeye and Natasha, who had just arrived.

The rest of the ancestors were not interested in watching a boring wait.

Even the owner of the secret realm, Orak, has disappeared. Who cares about the despair of a girl who is on the verge of death?

Doing nothing is the biggest mistake.

"What's that doing?"

Steve looked at the projected image and tightened the shield in his hand.

"Trial to see if she is qualified to gain power."

Kolick didn't want to waste any time on this topic.

"Lock a young girl into a dark environment? Do you want her to collapse?"

Natasha spoke directly. It had become her instinct to try to obtain information at any time.

"It's her own choice, and what are you going to do?"

Bulcaisel walked up to him. He just wanted to say hello to Kolik, but he heard some unpleasant remarks.

So he spoke coldly to the people in front of him.

Since he stayed on the Holy Mountain, he would see for himself what it would be like to be on the Holy Mountain.

After all, the current situation is different from before, and no one can say whether Malthael will suddenly appear in this world.

Training of new recruits must continue after all.

The aura of Steve, a veteran, is quite pure, and kindness dominates the majority.

The chaotic good and evil in Natasha and Hawkeye are somewhat complicated.

Although these two people were generally kind, the vague sinfulness made Bulcasso curl his lips.

"Bulkeso."

Natasha uttered the name.

Although she only saw the name from Coulson's message, who else could appear on the Holy Mountain except for his incredible strength?

Steve heard the name and took a close look at Bul-Kathos in front of him.

Although it was not the first time they met, Bul-Kathos was completely covered by the armor at that time.

Especially before, he had a head full of pale hair and beard, but now it has turned into a brilliant golden color.

He needs to judge.

"I remember you, the guy who wanted to rush forward with a shield."

Bul-Kathos said to Steve.

Among the three people, only Steve could make him feel more comfortable.

"Was it you at that time?"

Steve subconsciously raised the shield in his hand and blocked Hawkeye and Natasha.

"Relax, you don't need to be on guard."

Kollik said so.

Although he and Bul-Kathos were not taciturn, they were obviously not very good at communicating with ordinary people.

The barbarians' living environment destined them not to deliberately cater to other people's emotions, except for Vader, who is a businessman.

"Look at this rough shield! I feel that you also need to pick one from my goods, although I have lost them."

Vader appeared nearby with a somewhat brisk voice, reaching out and knocking on the shield in Steve's hand.

"It looks like it has been destroyed by Bul-Kathos?"

Vader felt the remaining breath of Bul-Kathos on the shield.

Although the punch did not use much force at that time, no one would ignore the traces left by Bul-Kathos wearing the Immortal King suit.

"Excuse me, what is your name?"

Natasha said to Vader with a smile, and her cheeks were flushed.

No one could tell whether she was frozen or had a unique way to show her charm.

"Vida, my name is Vader. This lady's weapon doesn't seem to be very good."

Vader dealt with Natasha casually, but the weapons hidden on Natasha could not escape the eyes of the barbarians.

A beautiful woman is nothing to these ancestors.

"It's better to go back and forge iron than to stay here."

Bul-Katho said vaguely, and Vader's appearance dispelled his desire to talk.

"We are here to find Rumlow, Bul-Katho... Sir. Can you tell me where Rumlow is?"

Steve shouted at Bul-Katho who had just opened the portal. He hesitated a little in addressing Bul-Katho.

They didn't come here to investigate the news this time. SHIELD lacks strength. If Rumlow can be persuaded, it will be a very good supplement.

Bul-Katho stopped the steps of drilling through the portal and looked back at Steve.

"I don't like your behavior, even if I can understand it."

Then Bul-Katho walked into the portal without hesitation.

The weather is good today, just in time to make a seat belt or something like that for the pickup truck.

The barbarian has certainly seen the practices of organizations like SHIELD, just like when facing an unstoppable enemy, those soldiers who hate the barbarian will come to seek help.

I can understand, but I don't agree.

You know, the barbarians did not seek help from the wizards even when Baal surrounded the Holy Mountain.

The lives of the elders were sacrificed but still did not achieve any results, but the barbarians would not regret not seeking help.

"Rumlow is with Maddock."

Kolik looked at Steve in front of him and said solemnly.

Tallik did not accompany his heirs, but asked them to follow Maddock to the dormitory.

Maddock's mood was obviously much better after Luke left the secret realm alive.

Now he was chatting with those guys.

Tallik was still looking at the three people in front of him repeatedly. He wanted to know who was the guy that the Holy Mountain said.

He really looked forward to getting an heir.

"It seems that Bul-Kathos's attitude towards you is not very good."

Vida shook the messy hair on his head and planned to leave here directly.

Bul-Kathos's attitude can largely represent the attitude of the barbarians, except for those legendary ancestors.

Those guys will only obey the orders of the Immortal King one by one, and they will not care about other people's opinions except for orders.

And Vida is just a businessman, even though he was once a good adventurer.

"Rumlow is over there, I'll take you there."

Kolic originally planned to let Vida lead the way, but Vida chose Bulkatho's attitude, so he had to lead the way himself.

Anyway, he has nothing to do now.

"I think the people here have always been rude to us."

Hawkeye thought of the agent who was smashed by a boulder from Orlongus, and whispered.

"It's just because your behavior is annoying."

Kolic threw out three pieces of black bread, then turned and walked in front.

Although sharing the battle is the highest treatment that barbarians treat their friends, followed by sharing weapons and strong liquor.

But giving food at least shows that the barbarians have no hostility.

All the recruits in the shelter know it.

...

"How strong was that big rat when he was alive?"

After Luke drank the medicine bottle, he sat cross-legged on the bed and asked Madoc. Although he was still worried about Jessica Jones, he had no intention of watching the projection.

It's more appropriate to talk about normal things at this time.

Matthew and Rumlow were also interested in this question.

"You mean Hamelin? No one wanted to trouble that guy when he was alive."

Madoc looked at Luke sitting cross-legged in front of him and said casually.

If Orak hadn't been sent to Hamelin by the Potion of Endless Chaos, he wouldn't have paid the price of his life to get rid of this big rat.

"Have you felt the power of the shadow rats? Those nasty little things will not disappear while they are alive."

As Madoc spoke, he stuck the giant ax in his hand on the ground and motioned for Luke to come over and try it.

Luke immediately ran over, stretched out his hand and grasped the handle of the giant axe.

"ha!"

Luke's black face turned purple, but the giant ax did not move.

"Only when you can pick it up can you take a look at the living Hamelin from a distance."

Madoc said with a smile.

"What's it called?"

"Madoc's sorrow!"

A hoarse female voice sounded, and Leiko strode in.

This room was once a barbarian dormitory, so the space was not cramped.

After all, barbarians always like to compete, and there is not much space for them to stay here.

"Ancestor Leiko."

Matthew stood up immediately. Although he couldn't feel the existence of "Madoc's Sorrow", he could still do it when he heard Leiko's voice.

"cut."

Madoc stood up, pushed Luke aside, and raised his weapon.

"Madoc, do you plan to be beaten by me again?"

The shadow of the ferocious pauldron on Leiko's shoulder was looming.

Luke looked at Leiko in front of him and clicked his tongue.

Leiko's threat seemed to him a very bizarre thing. After all, in his mind, Madoc was the top one among the ancestors on the Holy Mountain.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Madoc screamed as if his tail had been stepped on.

The giant ax in his hand was in front of him, and he was always on guard against Leiko rushing forward.

"You are not afraid that I will not hinder you from defeating me, Madoc. I am going to take this boy to the trial, so you'd better stop talking nonsense."

Lei Koyi stated the facts, and then left the dormitory with Matthew.

Leiko watched the secret team formation just now from a distance.

She was not very satisfied with Matthew's performance.

"Madoc, can you tell us her story?"

Rumlow found a topic to resolve Madoc's embarrassment. Although he did not name him, everyone knew that he was talking about Leiko.

"That savage widow."

When Madoc said this, he finally learned the trick of whispering in a low voice that only he could hear.

"That's Leiko. Apart from Bulkatho on the Holy Mountain, only Volusk can defeat her."

Madoc sat back on the ground with an angry expression.

"I think it's because of her existence that Bulkesso doesn't want to find a barbarian wife. I obviously think Sonya is pretty good."

As soon as Madoc stood up, he was slapped on the back of the head by Kerik who had just come over.

"Do you want to be beaten up by Leiko first or do you want to feel Bulcasso's double swords first?"

Korik walked in directly, followed by Steve and the three of them.

"A bottle of treasure!"

Madoc raised a middle finger and shouted loudly.

So in exchange for another slap from Kolik.

"You want to use my collection to get me to shut up? You bastard!"

After slapping Madoc again, Korik kicked him aside.

Madoc rubbed his crotch, then cursed and picked up the weapon.

"I can't beat Leiko and Bulqueso, so I can't beat you?"

"Are you sure you want to fight me!?"

Korik's eyes widened, and a giant ax appeared in his hand.

"Rumlow, we want you back."

Steve looked at the two souls at war with each other in front of him and interrupted the possible conflict.

Madoc came down the steps, and Kolik also took back the "Bastin Power".

"Two Bottles of Bulquesso's Reserve."

"Pooh!"

Maddock and Kolik reached a consensus.

"You? Or Nick Fury?"

Rumlow was still sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, speaking disdainfully to Steve.

"It's S.H.I.E.L.D."

Steve's words brought a smile to Rumlow's face.

"Then you'd better go find that speeding pervert in red. That warm-hearted guy is much easier to find than me."

Rumlow joked and picked up the two-handed giant hammer that he had put aside.

Obviously he doesn't plan to go back and do anything to help SHIELD.

If we can't agree, let's have a fight. He was very angry when he was beaten.

"Superpowers can't fight against mystery."

Hawkeye beeped quietly.

After suffering a double blow from angels and demons, he boasted a little too much about things in the mysterious realm.

The guy in Central City is not weak, at least he will never suffer when facing a guy like the Witch Heart Demon.

After all, demons also have to follow the basic law. Even if the witch explodes on the spot, it can't hurt the speedster.

Natasha said nothing and carefully observed Rumlow in front of her.

Black Widow was examining her prey. As the top diplomatic expert in SHIELD besides Coulson, her target this time was Rumlow in front of her.

Only careful observation can better complete the task.

"Are you going to fight? Count me in!"

Luke stood up, waving the battle blade in his hand vigorously.

Hawkeye took the longbow behind him in his hand, and the other hand could draw an arrow at any time.

"It's none of your business! You should think about how to get rid of the Hand first!"

Rumlow slapped Luke on the back of his head, making Luke stagger.

"You are stronger than me now?"

Luke turned his head and looked at Rumlow, a little unbelievable.

"How about it, Rumlow? I can guarantee that you will not be attacked from within again."

Steve put the shield in his hand back behind him, pressed down Hawkeye's bow, and made a gesture of not wanting to fight.

"Captain, I believe in you, but I don't think you can represent S.H.I.E.L.D., especially that black-hearted boiled egg."

Rumlow hung the two-handed giant hammer back on his waist, staring at Steve's eyes in front of him, as if looking for something.

His redemption has only completed one stage, and his war with Hydra is far from over.

If he wants to make up for those victims, he must rely on the power of certain institutions, otherwise he will not be able to start just by looking for the information of the victims.

"I guarantee that if Nick Fury does something that we don't want to see again, I will go to his office with you."

Steve looked at Rumlow in front of him firmly, and Kolik behind him was looking at him.

Kolik felt that the person who looked like him that Shengshan said was definitely not Steve.

If it were him, he would not help an untrustworthy guy, but would directly pick up a weapon and fight.

"Right is right, wrong is wrong, there is no middle ground?" This is what Korlik thought.

If Tallik hadn't controlled this simple and somewhat excessive guy, Korlik might have caused a lot of troubles long ago.

He is not a combat prophet like Maddock. If he hadn't been summoned by the Holy Mountain, he might have been sunk into the swamp by a witch doctor.

Maybe he was buried in a coffin by the priest of Lasma? It is also possible that he was poisoned by the demon hunter.

"I don't want to believe in S.H.I.E.L.D."

Rumlow folded his hands in front of his chest and turned his eyes to Natasha and Hawkeye.

These two agents are well-known. Although Rumlow has no friendship with them, they are not completely unfamiliar.

"Maybe you have any misunderstandings about S.H.I.E.L.D."

Hawkeye couldn't help but interrupt.

His situation is different from Natasha's. S.H.I.E.L.D. is a place to maintain peace for him. What can a guy who specializes in combat and lurking know?

Although Natasha looked calm, she and Rumlow had similar ideas.

"Agent Barton, you always do the work of a combatant. How do you know what that black-hearted bastard did? Even the famous Black Widow didn't rush to refute it, so what are you defending?"

Rumlow said to Hawkeye with sarcasm.

Hawkeye glanced at Natasha, who didn't say a word, and frowned.

"Say something, Natasha."

Hawkeye was a little flustered. He knew that SHIELD was not spotless, but he didn't think SHIELD was a sinful place.

"Okay, Barton."

Steve said to Hawkeye steadily, and then he looked at Rumlow again.

"Tell me your request, I'll try my best."

"I want you... as the leader of SHIELD."

Rumlow lowered his head slightly to cover up the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

As a leader, Steve can ensure that SHIELD will not do anything stupid again.

But this condition is obviously impossible.

A legitimate spy organization is a joke.

"If I form an action team, are you interested?"

Steve said seriously.

When he was looking through the SHIELD files, he saw an interesting piece of information.

Intelligence about a superpower team.

The team is called "Avengers".

"A little interested."

Rumlow walked in front of Steve with a serious tone.

He was interested in this team.

"But this team can't be a sharp knife in the hands of others. If it is used as a shield, it's barely enough."

...

At this time, in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain, a thin and sloppy man tightened his windbreaker and was warming himself in front of the brazier left by Kolik.

When he traveled to the foot of the Holy Mountain, he felt the long-lost tranquility and peace of mind.

So he embarked on this mountaineering trip on his own. Now he was hungry and cold, but fortunately, a still burning brazier appeared in front of him.