"That's your mount?" Vandal asked Coulson with a frown.

"No!" Coulson waved his hand, "No, Mr. Caesar is our advisor, and he may not be happy with your title. ”

"You actually named your mount? Oh, my God! I thought we were the only Asgardians who liked to name our mounts! Hogan shouted.

"No, Mr. Caesar is not a mount, he is a human. Forehead... It used to be. ”

“OK！ Guys, now is not the time to argue, Thor doesn't know where right now, there's a good chance he needs our help, all let's take out that monster on the other side and come back and continue interrogating this man OK? ”

"Okay!" The two responded in unison.

Siv grabbed Coulson by the collar and tossed him aside, raised his hand to scoop out the golden spear behind him, and roared, "For Asgard! ”

"For Asgard!" The two Kiki roared, and Sif raised her hand and threw her spear at Caesar.

The latter was still worried about how to get Sif to put down Coulson, but he didn't expect to throw it directly on the other side.

The spear pierced the air with a golden trail, leaving no sound, and instantly came to Caesar and pierced his shoulder blades.

He didn't react until now.

The gap between Caesar and Li Jiaming can be seen here, although the fighting skills of both are very poor, but Li Jiaming at least knows how to use his body to make up for the gap with his opponent and dare to face the battle head-on. Caesar, on the other hand, hated fighting, and would not fight.

"Fack!" Caesar cursed, pulling out the spear that had been stabbed into his shoulder, bringing with him a handful of a thick black liquid like oil.

He threw his spear, dripping with black droplets, and the wound on his shoulder healed in the blink of an eye. But the pain he caused obviously won't go away for a while.

So now Caesar was furious, and he opened his bloody mouth and roared at the opposite side, and pounced on the other side like a real beast.

The tall body crossed the space nearly fifty meters long, crossed the hammer, and pounced towards the trio.

"Give me death!"

Here Hogan held his round shield and stared at Caesar, in the battle, he did not have the usual naïve feeling at all, but had a kind of reliable and explosive temperament of this man.

The moment Caesar pounced, Hogan jumped up from the ground, stepped on two large holes in the alloy floor, and then whipped a shield towards Caesar's chin.

It was hard to believe that this little creature had so much strength to pull Caesar's huge body back, and he fell heavily into the big pit where the hammer was buried.

After smoking, he jokingly said to Vandal next to him: "This thing is a beast, it's not a big deal, look!" It's just going to pounce and yell and stuff like that. ”

Vandal threw his sword at Caesar, who had fallen into the pit, and did not answer him, but after beckoning to withdraw his spear, Sif nodded at him and said, "Hurry up, we're not here to hunt on Earth!" ”

At least that moment shattered Caesar's jaw, otherwise it wouldn't hurt so much, Caesar felt that he had gone crazy, and the sharp pain in his jaw continued to torment his nerves, so his anger at the three of them intensified. However, at this time, he had already realized that these three people were not the kind of people who were so stupid that they were stupid enough to sit and wait to be killed when they saw their size, and their weapons hurt their own capital, so they couldn't be careless.

As soon as Caesar opened his eyes, he found Vandall's figure rushing down, and the long sword in his hand reflecting cold light, this move was aimed at his head.

Thinking of this, Caesar held his claws in front of him, and the long sword pierced Caesar's claws with difficulty, revealing the tip of the sword, and then the muscles in Caesar's hands were clamped deadly.

"Bastard! It hurts me to death! Caesar exclaimed, and in an instant the wound on his jaw had healed, and he clutched his sword and got up from the ground in severe pain. And Vandal, who stabbed down with his sword, had already kicked Caesar's claws and used the reaction force to get away from Caesar.

Years of warrior career made him understand that he must not be caught against a giant beast like Caesar, otherwise the end would be miserable, so he gave up his long sword very sensibly as soon as possible.

Seeing the enemy in his hands get out of his hands, Caesar, who had just risen, was not only even more angry, but also reached out and grabbed him. He swore that when he caught this bastard, he would tear him alive!

Before Vandal could rejoice as soon as he broke free from Caesar's claws, he felt a whoosh in his ears, and then the sound of an explosion came from behind him, and a force pushed him towards Caesar's claws.

Completely ignoring his own impaled dragon claws, Caesar grabbed Vandal who flew in front of him. The sword pierced Caesar's palm with great force, and he grabbed the tip of the sword in pain and pulled it out.

"Got you!" Caesar grinned and grabbed Vandal, holding a sword about the size of a dagger to him, and plunged him into Vandal's abdomen, stirring twice in the latter's horrified gaze. Before he could finish, he focused on Vandal's arm with one hand and lifted his body high with the other, and then heard Caesar's suppressed roar.

With a clatter, Vandal's entire arm was torn off alive by Caesar.

Blood poured Caesar's head, and he threw Vandal, who was dying like a broken sack, to the ground, and sneered: "Hunting? Beast? That's it? ”

At the same time, he didn't forget to give a thumbs up in the direction where Hawkeye was, the explosive arrow behind Vandal just now was shot by this guy, otherwise Caesar would have been treated like a dog by this guy with excellent skills, so this wave of assists was well done.

Hawkeye maintained the posture of archery, slowly opened his aiming eyes, smiled and said to himself, "Times have changed? No! Nothing has changed! ”

"Vandal!" Hogan looked at Van Dahl's tragic situation, and jumped down with a loud roar, everything that happened just now was just a sentence of effort, he didn't expect that just joking with Sif his comrades for many years would be beaten up inhuman.

Caesar couldn't help but be overjoyed when he looked at Hogan who jumped down, this was not sent to the door, he also learned to be smart, he couldn't fight these loach-like guys, he had to catch them!

So he stretched out his claws and grabbed Hogan, who was about to burst out with rage, slapped Caesar's hand away with a shield in one hand, and the scimitar in the other hand was not idle, and went down with one knife to take away a few scales, giving him an extra cut in his wrist.

"Ahh Fack! Caesar cried out in pain. Although he knew that it was okay for him to be a little injured, it really hurt! Now he understands why Li Jiaming has to work so hard to make an armor, this special blunt knife cuts flesh, and it hurts to kill people!

But the battle had to go on, so Caesar stretched out his other hand and grabbed at Hogan, and just as he was about to grab it, a golden spear struck, pierced his palm, and nailed it to the ground, leaving only the tail of the spear.

At the same time, Sif kicked Caesar in the head, and the latter was knocked back on the ground, splashing dust on the ground again.

"Are you alright?" Hogan pulled the wounded Vandal back quickly and asked with concern. He dragged Vandal back to a room at the base and placed it on the floor.

"I can't die for a while! Go help Sif ! Vandal endured the sharp pain in his arm and abdomen and said to Hogan. It should be said that he is worthy of being an Asgardian, this physique is really good, he can't die from such a serious injury, and he talks like no one else.

Hogan nodded heavily, leaving Vandal behind and returning to the battlefield.

Vandal clutched the wound on his shoulder with one hand, looked at the long sword stuck in his stomach, and muttered to the ceiling, "Heimdall, I know you're watching." I'm not here to ask you for love, returning to Valhalla is the ultimate destination for every Asgardian warrior, so I'm not afraid of death. But Thor can't die! Thor is our prince! And Sif ! ”

The cold, dark ceiling wouldn't answer his question, so it was only the last fantasy of a dying Asgardian.

Here, after kicking Caesar down, Sif raised his hand to summon a spear and threw it at Caesar's head, who raised his arm to block it, and the spear pierced Caesar's arm, but at this point, it was stuck by the muscles in his arm.

Caesar also understood that this spear was like the magic of confession in Li Jiaming's fantasy novels, and it could return automatically. So he drew his spear and threw it into his mouth like a cigar.

He looked at Sif who was dodging in embarrassment, as if he couldn't do anything about himself now, right? Weapons are lost!

Then the question is, this gun is full of blood and dirt, will Caesar feel dirty in his mouth?

。。。。。 Probably not, after all, there is a fight now, you are dead or alive.

However, Caesar did not get complacent for long, as Hogan returned to the battlefield and a shield slammed into his head, and Caesar spewed out the spear with a large mouthful of bloody spittle.

"Fack!" He scolded secretly, didn't look back, swept his tail over, and suddenly there was a human-shaped pit on the wall next to him.

At this time, Sif who retrieved the spear did not let go of this opportunity, and quickly pounced on Caesar's head, a pair of long and white legs clamped Caesar's head, this is not a leg control benefit, the strength of these legs is comparable to a hydraulic press, Caesar only felt dizzy, and his eyes seemed to be blindfolded by a hot mass.

Seizing the opportunity, Sif raised his spear and poked it into Caesar's head.

With a whoosh, a black shadow struck at Sif, who was keenly aware of the gap, and the spear that poked down swung and spread the black shadow out.

Before she could laugh at the black shadow that would only sneak up on the corner, the arrow she hit exploded instantly, and the impact knocked her out, and at the same time, Caesar under her was also blown up by the impact.

"Falk squid! Barton! Caesar, who had eaten a mouthful of dirt, hurriedly got up and rushed towards Sif who had been blown out of his stiff state.

On the high platform, Hawkeye Barton took out an arrow from behind him, looked at Caesar's figure and whispered, "No thanks! ”