The Plague Knight drew his bowstring, and a strange and divine light shrouded the bow.

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In an instant, the pale beam swept over Manhattan and hit an aircraft carrier moored in the sea beyond visual range.

In an instant, the beam burst open, covering most of the deck with a verdant fungus blanket and eroding the entire steel structure at an unbelievable rate.

Before the crew members on the deck could take a few steps, they were dragged by the ever-expanding fungus blanket and pulled into the green torrent.

The lucky few who approached the edge of the ship jumped off the deck and plunged into the cold, dark sea.

After a few breaths, the American aircraft carrier, which symbolizes maritime supremacy, has turned into a green island, floating and swaying on the surface of the sea.

The black barrel was covered in a fungus blanket, and wriggling tentacles wrapped around the fighter's wings.

The human weapon measured by "100 million US dollars" was scrapped, and it was suffocating fast.

The Plague Knight was neither sad nor happy, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

She raised her bow and was about to shoot her arrows again, but the Avengers in the street below had already resorted to their own means, leaping and jumping on the burning rock surface of the Tower of Babel to the top of the tower.

"Stop."

Captain America held an indestructible vibranium shield, blocked the arrow, cautiously looked at the plague knight shrouded in brilliance, and said loudly: "You have been surrounded, now you better lay down your weapons and wait for ......"

The Plague Knight ignored it, as if he hadn't seen the Avengers at all, and raised his longbow.

Thor snorted coldly and flew forward with a hammer, and those tentacles that tried to stop him were intercepted by the explosive arrows fired by Hawkeye, and the few thick tentacles were also interrupted by Iron Man's energy cannon.

Thor's hammer was unstoppable, and the thunder python electric snake wrapped around it easily tore through the barrier temporarily built by the fungus blanket, and smashed it towards the plague knight with ten thousand pounds.

However, his hammer was pinched with his bare hands.

Thor's eyes widened in disbelief.

The owner of that hand was a man who had come out of the Kabbalah Tree of Life.

Unlike the Plague Knight, he was shrouded in crimson light, and he held a half-moon scimitar in his hand.

"Is there a war among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse..."

Director Nick Fury grimaced and stared at the screen, "Then the other two..."

As he thought, from the gap in the middle of the Kabbalah Tree of Life, two more humanoid creatures shrouded in black and green light came out, corresponding to famine and death, according to the Book of Revelation in the Bible.

Even if you just look at it from the electronic screen, you can roughly feel the indescribable sense of oppression that is entangled in the four Apocalypse Knights.

The Silver Moon Scimitar in the hands of the War Knight slashed diagonally, and the vast red light shrouded in the scimitar almost tore the sky apart.

Thor held the hammer and retreated, deliberately slowing down the half-beat movement, trying to lure the opponent into pursuit.

However, the knight of war only forced it back, unmoved by the inducement, and remained in place.

"Stop, Transcendent."

The Plague Knight suddenly spoke, "We don't need to fight. ”

The other party spoke abruptly, which made everyone present look at each other and be stunned.

In the end, Captain America, who was the leader of the team, reluctantly stood up, puffed out his chest and frowned, and said, "Who are you?" ”

"We are a sign of the apocalypse."

The Plague Knight replied in a gentle voice, "Thousands of years ago, we served the greatest god on earth as servants. ”

"God?"

Thor smiled and said jokingly, "I'm sorry, but who is your god?" Can I give my name? Maybe I know each other. ”

The Plague Knight didn't pay attention to his taunts, but said indifferently: "O gods who live in Asgard, please don't think that the earth is barren and backward, and we once had a glorious civilization and our own gods. ”

The War Knight took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Among the mortal gods, the greatest is our master, the Apocalypse. ”

The Famine Knight continued: "He has many names, Ra, Marduk, Yahweh...."

The Death Knight whispered, "He brought civilization to mankind, taught them how to build buildings, open up land, hunt wild beasts, teach humans to recognize celestial phenomena, make calendars, and form armies.

He conquered, ruled, indoctrinated, and built a magnificent temple that was worshipped by all. ”

"But, just as the sun will eventually set in the west, our master fell into a deep sleep."

The Plague Knight said gently, "A thousand years have passed, and by the time the master wakes up again, the world will be filthy.

Forests have been cut down, lakes have been silted, oceans are foaming at the stench, and human beings are still uncontrollably uncontrollable, unfillable, arrogant, and destroying their own future. ”

"So, the final judgment will come."

The War Knight said categorically, "We will sweep away the lowly rebels on this planet and wipe them out once and for all!"

And you, the transcendents with special abilities, can choose to cooperate with us in the service of the Supreme Apocalypse. ”

With that, the four knights stepped forward, standing taller in the shadows cast by the Kabbalah's Tree of Life.

A sense of oppression came over the face. Standing at the front of the line, Captain America probably felt the deepest, and he had to hold on to his vibranium shield and pin most of his body's weight on it to barely get himself to the ground.

This Allied soldier from World War II stood up with difficulty and said softly: "What is the purpose of the apocalypse you are talking about?" ”

"Save. The master has seen the suffering of humanity in a long time, and he wants to save humanity from its destruction. ”

The Plague Knight said gently and calmly, "The eternal cause of human strife and dispute is the unequal distribution of resources.

No existing form of organization can solve this problem, and at most we can only rely on scientific and technological progress, promote the development of productive forces, and provide materials to weaken and divert contradictions.

However, this is only a palliative and not a cure, and as long as the old political and economic order of inequality still exists, the human race will not be able to make progress as a whole. ”

Steven Rogers was dumbfounded.

Originally, he only thought that the reason for the other party's terrorist activities would be the same as those old-fashioned villains, for some ridiculous reasons such as revenge on society.

But I didn't expect that this "knight of the apocalypse" shrouded in religious maze would be able to utter such a modern sentence as "the old political and economic order".

Captain America, who had just recovered from the ice, really couldn't interject, such questions were not the strength of the World War II veteran, but fortunately among the Avengers present was Tony Stark, the big capitalist who can speak well.