"Rumlow, tomorrow you will go to the Holy Mountain."

Bourkeso looked at the crowd in front of him and said casually.

What happened before was not a trivial matter that could be ignored, but it didn't matter much either.

There is a price to be paid for provoking the barbarians, and the ants do not deserve much attention.

Rumlow was still bleeding and unconscious, but he still had a tomahawk in his hand and still looked up at Bourkeso.

The punishment was just the beginning, Rumlow told himself in his vague consciousness.

Hydra or S.H.I.E.L.D. is no different to barbarians, so everyone in this building who should pay for what they did has to understand one thing.

The price should never be paid by others, and the sacrifice is only great for those who give themselves.

The alien space quickly subsided, and Nick Fury and the others, who had suffered a lot, returned to their original place.

Dugan stood straight, his body covered with dense wounds and green smoke, and he shook his foot, throwing aside a burnt black limb with his torn rubber shoes.

Standing on one leg, it looks like he's still straight.

Silently, he took out a match from his pocket that spontaneously ignited at the high temperature, rummaged through it, and threw it on the ground.

"Can anyone lend me a fire?"

Dugan had the last bit of cigar in his mouth, and his tone was a little low, but still tough.

It was as if the previous pain had no effect on him.

He glanced at the amphibian who was rolling on the ground, and his eyes flashed with contempt.

As for Nick Fury,

He was lying on his knees, his body showing no signs of life.

One leg was charred like Dugan, and half of his shoulder was attached to his arm like a dry branch.

Agent Hill's eyes were round and bloodshot.

The body trembled constantly, trembling like a hamster in a stress response. I couldn't stop opening my mouth and screaming, and then she tried to close it again.

"You killed Fury?"

Steve finally stood up, took a look at the tragic situation behind him, and immediately took the shield in front of him.

Before he could figure out the situation, he was counted when the alien dimension shrouded here.

Steve didn't know what Nick Fury had done before.

"How long do you think you'll be able to stand in front of me?"

Bourkeso looked at Steve's defensive stance and felt a little amused, even in the face of an invincible enemy, the barbarian will put all his strength into the next attack and calmly go to his death.

Instead of holding a shield to protect yourself, make a fearless gesture.

Steve's performance as a transcendent human in the face of an invincible enemy is absurd.

Is it possible to impress your opponent with a shield and make a defensive stance?

"I could fight you all day!"

Steve leaned forward and pulled his upper body up to dodge behind the shield as best he could.

Then a charge was launched.

"Noble warrior, you may be a good match for Johannah. But just one day? You think too highly of yourself. ”

Bourkeso's left hand slammed lightly on the vibranium shield.

The iron fist of the Immortal King on his arm left a deep fist mark on the shield, and Steve's body shook violently, and he felt a thump that he had never felt before.

The gloves of the Immortal King's suit, Vorusk smashed the heads of unknown numbers of demons with these iron fists.

Even if vibranium can absorb kinetic energy, the shield can provide excellent protection.

But the shield was nothing more than a piece of equipment with a parry modifier in Bourkeso's eyes.

There may have been a hint of Saqqara's scapular's legendary scarlett, but it wasn't enough to stop Bourkeso's random punch.

Steve went straight to the ground, and the huge tremor from his body made him feel sore.

"Okay, what exactly do you want?"

Nick Fury's voice came from the side, and the figure that suddenly appeared was still the same, and there was no injury on his body.

The lifeless body on the ground was still there.

As Pierce had thought, Nick Fury was indeed hiding a life double in S.H.I.E.L.D.

Now Nick Fury himself is taking over the new double.

It's just that the pain in his soul makes him uncomfortable. The pain was intense, like a severe sprain on the waist.

He felt like his shoulder and left leg were as non-existent as prosthetics.

"There's no need to pretend that you haven't tried to stress me down, your injuries are on your soul, and physical recovery doesn't ease the pain."

Nick Fury's body couldn't hide it from Bourkeso, but he wasn't interested in watching this scheming dirty ass perform.

Bourkeso untied the pill bottle from his waist and shoved it into Rumlow's mouth.

Rumlow had seen the power of the Immortal King on the brink of death, and his spirit was swelling from his wounded body.

"Rumlow, you're a great barbarian warrior."

For the first time, Bourkeso complimented him in front of Rumlow.

"Then I'll leave first, recently I have a student who is trying to connect to the dark dimension, and he is a little busy."

The ancient one turned around, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand to draw a circle and walked over.

She looked at Bourkeso's restrained anger and felt that she didn't need to keep an eye on it.

Rumlow is recovering from his physical injuries.

But the abdomen was left with a scarring like a crack.

"The next thing is to make those little bastards understand what they have done, Rumlow, are you going to come in person?"

Ignoring Nick Fury's ugly face, Bourkeso reached out and pulled Rumlow up.

"So be it."

Rumlow looked at Steve's calm eyes and felt a little bored.

Rumlow tore off the rags hanging from his upper body, leaving only the bracers of the ancestors obtained in the secret realm to hang on his wrists.

The tomahawk in his hand was also covered with cracks after resisting the attack of a specially made firearm.

"When I return to the Holy Mountain, can I learn to black?"

Rumlow walked in the direction he had left, without looking back, but the voice came.

"Barbarians can choose whatever path they wish to take, as long as it is righteous."

Bourkeso replied casually.

Steve was finally able to hold on to his shield.

Nick Fury looked at the departing Rumlow, and a feeling of regret flashed through his heart.

"Maybe it would have been nice to agree to Rumlow's request at the time."

But this emotion only flashed for a moment.

Nick Fury never basks for what happened in the past, he only looks at the present!