The Cosmic Rubik's Cube, which was in the midst of a scramble, seemed to be shaken by some kind of shock, and the energy pillar it burst out suddenly exploded, and the passage of the Lawson Bridge that appeared in the night sky became wider.

The temporary headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. is connecting to a reconnaissance satellite in the sky, and is conducting live video footage of the space gate, and then returning the images to various defense departments, where the Joint Chiefs of Staff will closely monitor and analyze them.

"Director, come and see this monster!" A S.H.I.E.L.D. agent shouted.

Nick. Fury lunged behind the agent and observed the cosmic passage from the computer screen in front of him. Huge mechanical slugs that seemed to have been magnified a hundred times and covered in steel plates rushed into the earth through the widening passage.

"And that's not all, they're bringing in more alien armies." Said the agent sitting in front of the monitor.

Nick. Fury looked at the Zetarians who jumped out of the mechanical slugs and muttered to himself, "It looks like a mushroom throwing spores, this is the Zetari war machine, right?" ”

Passages opened on both sides of the bodies of the giant metal slugs, and Zetarians in individual armor jumped out of the passages, clawed against the exterior walls of New York's skyscrapers, and formed a team to enter the New York battlefield.

On the roof of a building in the moonlight, Natasha and Hawkeye Barton are already in action, neither of them being power superheroes. It's all about his nimble body and quick reflexes in the fight.

Purely in terms of appearance, Natasha's beauty can score more than 90 points. And the cold temperament and perfect figure add a bit of peculiar charm to her.

It's just that the Hawkeye Barton she was facing was completely out of shape. The same face is cold. But there was no expression on his face.

They've been fighting each other for a long time, but they haven't been able to decide who they are.

It was only when the passage of the Lawson Bridge in the sky changed and the mechanical slugs descended on the earth that the blue light in Hawkeye Barton's eyes suddenly flickered, making his body stagnate slightly.

Natasha pounced on him, grabbing Hawkeye Barton's arm like a whirlwind and carrying him to the ground. Hawkeye Barton almost held his breath as his head slammed into the concrete of the roof platform, smashing a small hole into the hard roof of the building.

"Oh," Hawkeye Barton fell, twitching on all fours. He barely looked up and watched the good-looking Natasha dangle in front of his eyes.

Seeming to be a little sober, Hawkeye Barton reluctantly pulled out a smile: "Natasha"

Before he could say more, a stick flew from behind him and slammed into the back of Hawkeye's head, and Daredevil jumped down the wire attached to the stick, punching Barton in the jaw, knocking him unconscious.

"Matt!" Natasha looked at Daredevil a little speechlessly, and she felt that Hawkeye Barton seemed to have just woken up from Loki's psychic scepter. But before he could verify it, he was beaten unconscious by Daredevil.

Daredevil laughed awkwardly, speechless. Good at this time. Giant mechanical slugs flew through the sky, attracting Natasha to look up and watch. Although Daredevil couldn't see anything with his eyes, he could feel something wrong from the vibrations in the air, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart: "The war has escalated"

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On the playground of Columbia University, Dracula looked at Ymir and Mephisto curiously, and shouted: "Are you mistaken, the Cosmic Cube belongs to me now, and if you want to take the Cosmic Cube from me, don't you need to discuss it with me?" ”

"Hehe, you decide for yourselves, it has nothing to do with me. When you're done, fight me again! ”

Ymir grinned, crossed his arms and took a step back, assuming a non-supportive attitude. However, if you are really deceived by his appearance, then you are really deceived. Neither Mephisto nor Dracula believed that Ymir risked his life to stay here just to watch the show.

Dracula frowned, "I've suddenly started to hate you little imp, even more disgusting than the madmen of the Inquisition in the Middle Ages." ”

Ymir's posture clearly treats Dracula and Mephisto as slaves in the Colosseum.

Mephisto took a deep look at Ymir, then looked at the Cosmic Cube with greed, shook his head and said, "What is this, in the end, poor aging Mephitos will have to do it himself." Isn't respecting the elderly a virtue that human beings should uphold? ”

He described himself as pitiful and miserable, but he could not win the sympathy of Dracula and Ymir. Just kidding, this is Mephisto, the lord of hell and one of the most powerful demons in the Marvel world.

Dracula gently bared his fangs, his claws already quivering strangely, and he smiled a gentlemanly smile, "Alright, it's time for small talk." Hey, what about Mephisto, you're just the lord of hell. And I, Dracula, will be the king of the world! If you want to take something from me, it's too easy, defeat me and kill me, then all of my qi is yours, otherwise, you can try to be my clansman! ”

Dracula, he actually said such astonishing words to Mephisto, he actually wanted to turn the devil lord of the evil hell into a vampire, his own people.

No matter how stoic and cunning Mephisto's character is, he can't help but change his face when he hears such an arrogant declaration. He also took a step forward, one step at a time, approaching where Dracula and Ymir were standing.

The black magic and the smell of sulfur rising from his body became stronger, his skin turned crimson, and two horns grew on his head, closer to the appearance of the devil lord recorded in Faust.

hasn't made a move yet, but the coercion that Mephisto brought to people has already sunk in his heart like a boulder. He really deserves to be the Lord of Hell who can be hostile to Heaven, and it is certain that once Mephisto's magic power bursts out with all his might, it will be terrifying beyond everyone's imagination!

Ymir quietly took a step back, avoiding Mephisto's magical power. Dracula, on the other hand, bore the brunt of the attack, and he immediately let out a low roar, raised his claws, and dug into Mephisto's heart. (To be continued......)