Walking through the long tunnels of this subway, which was built in 1862, you can see the remnants of time everywhere. ∑ novel,

Dim lighting, small corridors, tracks that only accommodate small cars...... All this has resulted in an archaic and extremely developed transport route under the city of London. Normally, the Night Returnees were anxiously awaiting the arrival of the last train, but today they didn't have to wait any longer—the riots had scared all the passengers away, and now there were only countless werewolf corpses lying crookedly on the platforms and tracks, a thick crimson liquid slowly flowing from a body that had not yet stiffened, and flowing freely along the small ravines on the surface.

Bronski and the others chased their prey away, surrounded only by silence. The dim light reflected a bleak light on the walls covered with white tiles, and behind the roadside benches were colorful and playful porcelain puzzles, but now they were lifeless, the Queen's head looked like the legendary monster Siren, silently intimidating the lonely guest with a vicious look, and the silhouette of the great detective Sherlock Holmes became meaningful, as if he had returned to the world again, looking coldly from the darkness.

Eric was the only pedestrian on the winding path, and he followed the guidance of his mind as he approached the werewolf leader's hideout.

Walking through the darkness, the road seemed to never end, until after turning another corner, Eric saw a dark figure in the distance.

"Need help, sir, I can call the toll-free pointer for you—if anyone else answers."

The smiling voice echoed in the tunnel, and the man slowly raised his head, and a granite hard and cold face appeared in front of Eric, wearing black armor that covered his body, the cloak behind his back fluttered gently, a pair of eyes shining, and his lips tightly pursed. When Eric first saw him, a mixture of anger, rage, and anxiety surged like a surging tide of rage, as if the ancient god of war had returned.

"I was promised to help me recover the lost treasures of Krypton and restore life to a race that was close to extinction." The man said lightly, ignoring Eric's teasing.

"Understandable, but why bother?" Eric chuckled softly as he walked forward. "Not every dying race has a need to be saved, and wouldn't it be nice to let your miserable fate, which was destined for a lifetime before birth, come to an end. General Zod? ”

"You know me?" The man asked quietly, and the magnetic field of the human body, which was about to erupt like volcanic magma, contracted slightly.

"It's been famous for a long time." Eric's eyes narrowed, and his mind quietly expanded.

"Then you should know that I was born to protect Krypton, and I did all this for the greater good—the good of our race. For it, I was willing to do whatever was violent, and I am doing it now. With that, Zod turned into an afterimage, stepped through the void and came to Eric, stretching out a large hand to grab it.

Arms intertwined. In the huge force hedge, the ground shook violently, and the two figures lost their balance at the same time, and one rolled backwards. Slammed into a nearby parked train, distorting the entire metal carriage, shattering the window panes and sending the other backwards. His back slammed against the wall, and the thick wall of concrete was sunk deep into it like a crispy cookie.

It was the first time since this era that Eric had encountered such a formidable enemy.

He broke free from the sunken wall and returned to the ground. A large amount of dust and debris fell, and Zod stepped out of the train.

Without much to say, the two of them fought together again.

While the powerhouses of the two worlds are fighting in the underground tunnels, Eric's team is also in a bitter battle.

At this time, they are fighting thousands of opponents in another subway branch line. Since the abhorrence and others came here, the howls have not stopped. Finally stretched out his hand from the encirclement, Bronsky, who turned into a hideous yellow giant, picked up the neck of a werewolf, twisted the neck bone in his palm like breaking a toothpick, and before he threw the convulsive corpse down, there were already alarms in the back of his head, and several werewolves rushed over at the same time, trying to pounce on him in the wolves.

There was a soft "click", and Bronski was about to stand up and slam backwards, when Deadpool suddenly appeared above his head like a monkey, slashed off the heads of three werewolves, and then teleported out again from the chest of another particularly large attacker.

"Wow, out of my chest, I love this feeling!" Not bothering to wipe off the organs and blood on his head, Deadpool couldn't wait to scream. "Hey, big man, shouldn't you thank me?"

Bronski turned, grabbed the sharp claws reaching for Deadpool's body with his back, reached out and grabbed Wade's head, pulling him out of the werewolf's chest like a turnip.

"You're welcome, I've got you covered!" The abomination Weng said angrily, and the roar of the tide around him could not suppress his voice.

"It's a rough slap, I'm going to tweet what you did to me, and let everyone denounce you for having no conscience." Wade made a shy look, his tone made Bronsky's hair stand on end, and he hated not wanting to pay attention to this rapping bastard anymore, and turned sharply to meet another wave of opponents rushing towards him.

After a crackling sound of bones cracking, a group of werewolves and abominants staggered back at the same time, this time Bronski even more.

No sooner had he established himself than a fiery red ray grazed his shoulder, and the heat instantly reduced the first few opponents to ashes.

Without looking back, Bronski also knew that it was his teammate Ivan, and the Destroyer armor from Asgard was being worn on Ivan's body after modification, and without his help, it would be difficult for Bronski and Wade to go so far alone.

"It can't go on like this!" After clearing another piece of space like a bulldozer, Bronski wiped his face and screamed. "There are more and more werewolves, it seems that all the hairy guys are surrounded, where are our people?"

"You want to ask Eric, it's still the team sent by the Army, maybe when we dance with the werewolves here, they've already gone back to the ground, showered, drank tea, and fell asleep comfortably, we should get out of here, I'm starting to miss the good life outside." Wade said something cool as he leaped into the air like a monkey and slashed the werewolf from the ceiling.

"There's another person who is missing, and he didn't come with us." Ivan rose up, his feet a few feet off the ground, and a laser cannon from high knocked out the werewolf leader who was giving orders in the distance.

Although their individual strength prevailed, the werewolves seemed to have lost their minds at this time, and they surrounded them regardless of life and death, and trapped the three Bronskis in the corner of the subway with their numerical superiority and narrow terrain.

A ** offensive came like a tide, and although the bites and scratches could not break through the thick defense, they were as uncomfortable as boiling water poured on the skin, and gradually Bronsky's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of red mist, and anger was bulging in his chest, as if he could burst his chest at any time.

At this moment, it was as if he was back in a small town in New Mexico, battling the powerful armor of Loki's domination, and the feeling of invincibility after the outburst of anger resurfaced.

In the strong stirring of his heart, the yellow giant knew when to stop his hands, he hung his head, as if the whole person had sunk into the deepest swamp, drowning in mud, not to mention raising his hand to push away the surging enemies, even breathing became extremely difficult, in this abnormal state, his heart was still beating vigorously, like a passionate drum beat more and more violent, gradually filling all Bronsky's feelings.

"Emir, what's wrong with you?" Imawanko noticed that his teammates, who were also from Russia, were not in good condition, and immediately shouted loudly, and at the same time, the fire in the armor surged, and with a wave of his hand, another ray repelled the werewolves who pounced one after another.

"He must be hungry, the big guy has a big appetite, why don't we say hello to the other side, and everyone sit down and build a fire to roast and eat the dead werewolf." Wade's mouth chattered, and the twin knives in his hands swung faster and faster, like a cloud of silver light that could not be splashed into the crowd, squeezed in front of the yellow giant.

"The sun is on the ass, big man!" Deadpool was about to backhand to wake up Abomination when something suddenly went unnoticed around Bronsky, the air fluctuating violently like boiling water within a few feet, and the ground trembling faintly.

At this moment, Bronsky opened his eyes, and a golden light faintly peeked through his pupils.

"Uh......", Deadpool was stunned for a moment, and was about to dodge, when the wall next to him suddenly burst, and a black dragon-like pillar of dust and smoke mixed with a large number of concrete and steel shards knocked him out, and pushed away along with dozens of werewolves who couldn't dodge, flying over several tracks under the platform, and slamming into the opposite wall.

"It's ...... What did I do? Bronski was about to explode in full force, when he was suddenly interrupted by this sudden drastic change, he was rarely stunned for a moment, and did not seize the fighter, and the countless werewolves on the opposite side seemed to be equally shocked for a moment, and they cowered and did not squeeze over again.

Without waiting for the unexpected people to react, two black shadows rushed out of the large hole on the side one after another, and their movements were extremely fast, cutting through the void like lightning, and before they could land, they collided violently several times in succession, forcibly shaking each other like two domineering heavy armor.

"Eric?" Bronski was so shocked that he couldn't keep his mouth shut, he didn't expect that it would be the leader of the team, the guy who usually looked like Sven Wen would move so violently.

Who is he against, this is not a werewolf!

Bronski's doubts went unanswered, and Eric and Zord chased through the crowded werewolf formation, and thousands of strong werewolves failed to do anything to them, instead turning into a puff of flesh and bones and stirring up masonry dust in the rampage of the two men. (To be continued......) u