Chapter Eighty-Three: I'm Going Alone
The hive cut into the battle and struck like a thunderbolt. The first target he chose was the Winter Soldier. The Winter Soldier was holding the trigger with both guns, suppressing the Inhumans who were fighting with him with a continuous burst of firepower, while retreating to keep his distance.
The hive swooped down nimbly, slashing at him diagonally from behind him. The Winter Soldier sensed the wind behind him, and immediately leaned back, holding a Skorpion VZ61 in one hand, and swept through it without looking at it.
His prediction and response are very good, but the hive does not dodge at all. A long line of bullets pierced through the flesh and into his body, but he continued to slash with his knife in complete disregard. The Winter Soldier slammed his shoulder, and the force made his entire arm weak, and the gun involuntarily let go of his hand.
The Winter Soldier is also a first-class martial arts master. He didn't want to attack with punches, and his punches were fierce and fast. But the hive reacted surprisingly quickly, and with one hand, it blocked the fist of his mechanical prosthetic, and the five fingers clasped his metal fist firmly in his hand. The Hive twisted his joint skills and slammed the Winter Soldier over his shoulder. A group of strangers swarmed up and subdued him on the spot.
Although the Winter Soldier is very skilled, the Hive has also absorbed many martial arts masters over the past thousands of years, and has integrated the skills of their various factions into a martial art of its own. In addition, the Hive has just absorbed hundreds of people as nourishment, and its strength is at its peak, so the Winter Soldier is naturally not an opponent.
The hive leveled one person in three moves and two moves, followed by aiming for Gwen again. Gwen sensed that he was under siege by multiple Inhumans when he made his sneak attack, and one deftly rolled over to dodge, and reflexively shot back with spider silk. The hive dodged, and the two spider silks snapped to the ceiling. Gwen took advantage of the situation and jumped up with the help of the elastic force of the spider silk. But the hive saw it accurately, and with a flick of his arm, he grabbed Gwen's ankle as it passed over his head, and dragged her off and threw her to the ground. The rest of the Inhumans took the opportunity to step forward and restrain her as well.
Of the four, Wanda is the most stressed. As soon as she appeared, she had a suffocating and powerful aura, so the Inhumans also consciously assigned the strongest combat power in the team to her. She was surrounded by nine of the most capable Inhumans, including Daisy and Lincoln. Wanda Shi unleashed chaos magic to calm down the enemy, trying her best to apply the spell skills she had learned with Michael in the past time, and she would not be defeated for the time being.
But the addition of the hive broke the deadlock. He cut in at a rapid pace, a whirring punch slamming into her heart. Wanda reacted when the other person was close at hand, and she didn't have time to fight back, only to reflexively flip her palm and release a cloud of chaos magic to block.
The strength of the honeycomb arm that has absorbed enough nutrients is amazing, and this punch is almost like a tank gun that fires close to the face. The giant force nearly broke away Wanda's hastily condensed spell defense, shaking her body to a staggering figure.
Although it is true that Scarlet Witch is extremely powerful, she is a mage who is good at remote control after all, and she is not good at white-knuckle combat at close distance. The hive's right palm sprinted through her defenses, and the back of his hand was lightly placed on her slender neck, and with a force he slashed into her.
"Wanda!"
Petro had already gained the upper hand in the confrontation with the Speedy One of the Inhumans, but he didn't know whether his sister was dead or alive when he caught a glimpse of his sister falling, and he couldn't care about the enemy in front of him in his anxiety, so he turned around and prepared to rush forward. But he braked suddenly, and there was a slight pause in the steering movement, and Lincoln Campbell seized on the fleeting moment and raised his palm to shoot a bolt of lightning that happened to hit Pietro, who was about to start. The latter snorted "ahh
At this point, the last four superpowers who resisted have also been knocked down one by one. Gordon stepped forward clutching Gwen's aching chest and said, "We should kill them immediately." It would be a huge threat for them to stay. ”
"Nope." Hive said lightly, "That's a waste." They have better uses. ”
All the strangers understood, and they all consciously stepped back. The hive looked at the subdued men with a warm gaze, and he slowly opened his arms and closed his eyes, his expression as if he was trying to concentrate. Large swarms of yellowish parasites were released from his fingertips, dangling in the air like particles from a sandstorm, swirling like a hurricane, rapidly expanding the area.
He's going to use this parasite storm to devour the four of them in one go. The power that these four people could provide to him was far beyond that of anyone else, and once he finished devouring, his strength would be even higher. He will truly become invincible!
If it weren't for the blast of energy that came out of nowhere and blasted him into the alien crowd behind him and smashed a large area.
The yellow parasite storm suddenly dissipated and drifted back into the owner's body. The black and gold armor stood at the edge of the shadows that the light just happened to reach, eerie like a steel Grim Reaper, and the breath sent chills down the spine.
The hive stood up with the help of the Inhumans. He waved his hand and motioned for the group to step aside. It's like that kind of grandmaster master always likes to let the younger brother back away when he meets an opponent of the same level as himself, and go up to fight it alone in person to show his superior demeanor.
Michael walked slowly over to the four people who had been put down, his eyes slowly swept over them, and a simple scan of the detector showed that they were all well. He then withdrew his gaze and landed on the hive.
"I'm sure you're looking for me." He said indifferently.
The hive didn't say much, perhaps because it felt that too many words were meaningless. He lunged out and flashed forward, like a 100-meter sprinter launching the final sprint. Michael raised his palm and slammed it out, and the hive nimbled around it, scrambling in front of him and grabbing at his raised palm.
Michael flexed his palm, giving him a grip and then gesturing to push his left knee to fight back. The hive came out of his palm, but he didn't expect that his knee lifting was just an illusion. Michael's right fist swept through, and a hook of nearly twenty tons of power was loudly whipped into the hive face, shattering his jaw with a single blow.
The hive's expression changed slightly, but it didn't seem to feel pain. He stared at his move, his left fist whirling towards Michael's helmet. But Michael ignored his attack and punched the hive in the lower abdomen as if he were fighting for his life. The hive's strange punch slammed into the vibranium helmet, causing only a crisp reverberating buzz that only shook the opponent's head slightly. And Michael's punch also hit him in the abdomen, but he hit his body involuntarily bowed and subconsciously curled up.
Michael's attack continued unabated, and he spat out a magic dagger with his right palm. The hive still didn't give up and punched diagonally, Michael's left arm struck, the fiery blade of his right hand was raised, the hand rose and fell, and the whole arm of the hive was suddenly broken. Michael followed with a reflexive kick that struck him right in the chest like a bolt of lightning that pierced the clouds, and the hive with a broken arm flew out like a broken kite and smashed back into the middle of his Inhuman team once again.
In five seconds, basically just a face-to-face hive shattered the jaw and shaved off the arm, kicking back like a lost dog. His subordinates hadn't even reacted to what was happening, and they all stayed where they were.
The hive's paralyzed face finally had an expression, one twisted by anger, fear, and impatience.
"Kill him!" He shouted with his newly healed chin, completely losing his previous "don't stop me from going it alone" grandmaster demeanor.
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