I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 115 Bean Vine
Swamp of Despair.

Steve trudged westward, not knowing how far he had walked, and his steps had become heavy.

Suddenly, a shockingly huge plant appeared before his eyes.

The plant is so tall that it seems to pierce the dome of the sky.

Steve was more inclined to think it was a giant bean vine than a tree.

Its vines are as thick as a dragon's spine, winding upward, but there are only a few withered yellow leaves on them, making it look extremely desolate.

"The passage to the second floor is at the top of this bean vine?"

Steve raised his head, his eyes piercing through the layers of clouds, staring at the bean vine that reached into the sky.

The top of the bean vine disappeared into the horizon, as if it was connected to the sky, and it was impossible to see the end.

I don’t know how long it will take to climb to the top of this bean vine.

What's worse, he was hungry, but there was obviously no food on the road to fill his stomach.

He wouldn't starve to death on the way, right?

Steve sighed. No matter what, he had to go there to stop the fairy tale world from invading the real world. He believed that Bucky and the others were definitely trying to find a way to get to that place.

He took a deep breath, and his sharp claws gripped the bean vine's skin like iron hooks, and he climbed up step by step.

As he expected, it wasn't long before he felt hungry and his throat was as dry as the desert.

Hunger was like an invisible hand, gripping his stomach and twisting his insides.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead and his legs began to feel weak, as if every step required all his strength.

Steve knew that if he continued like this, he might faint here and become a forgotten body.

He looked at the withered yellow leaves beside him, hesitated, turned his head, tried to open his mouth, and bit off a small piece of leaf with his sharp beak.

The bitter taste of the leaves quickly spread in his mouth, making him frown.

However, he did not spit it out immediately, but tried to endure and swallow it.

After a while, the whole leaf fell into his stomach.

Steve felt a little better, less hungry.

In this way, he ate leaves when he was hungry and leaned on the bean vine to rest when he was tired. After a long time, Steve finally saw the top of the bean vine.

"huhuhuhu"

Steve was breathing heavily, his thin legs almost losing strength.

He knew that the end was ahead and the last leg of the journey was just before him.

However, just as he gritted his teeth and prepared to take the decisive step, a huge black shadow suddenly enveloped him.

Steve looked up, and the sight before him made his heart beat faster.

It was an enormous monster, with gray-white wings that covered the sky like dark clouds. Its slender hands and feet, as if spliced ​​together, tightly grasped the bean vines. It poked its head out from the top and stared at Steve.

Its body was swollen, as if filled with countless nightmares. Its ugly appearance was disgusting, and its eyes flashed with cold and resentful light, like the gaze of the god of death, which was chilling.

Perhaps because of his preconceived notions, Steve seemed to see the shadow of a skinny duck in this monster.

"No way, it's the adult that Miss Crocodile mentioned. How could it be so big? Is it really the ugly duckling in the fairy tale?"

Steve's face was bitter. With such a powerful monster guarding the passage, how could he get through?
No, that's not right. What we should be considering now is how to escape, right?

But before he could make any move, the monster's claws, like a flash of lightning, tore through the air and reached towards him with incredible speed.

The next second, Steve felt a huge force suddenly lift him up, the whole bird hanging in the air, his limbs hanging limply. The claws were cold and hard, like cast iron, tightly holding his body, making him unable to move.

The monster suddenly dragged him in front of it, its sharp claws dug deep into his shoulders, and its eyes emitted a cold light that seemed to penetrate his soul. It slowly opened its huge mouth, revealing fangs as sharp as knives, and a disgusting stench hit him in the face, almost suffocating him.

The monster's voice was low and cold, like the north wind in the cold winter, with a biting chill, and he slowly said: "I can smell the stench on you from a long distance away, it's so disgusting. There is still a bird that has escaped the net, I will punish you. It just so happens that my feathers need to be replaced, so I will use your beautiful feathers to replace them!"

The implication of its words made Steve shudder. Could it be that all the feathers on its body came from other birds?
However, facing this powerful enemy, Steve, who had now become a bald eagle, had no ability to resist at all. He could only watch himself being taken to the monster's residence.

The space at the top of the bean vine was unexpectedly wide. There was a grand and luxurious palace with a large open space. The whole palace was shrouded in white mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

After Steve was brought into the palace, he was thrown by the monster into the hands of a group of armored toads.

"Take him away and treat him well. Do you know how to do it?"

"I know, I know. Don't worry, sir!"

Those toads are incredibly strong.

They rushed towards Steve and grabbed him quickly and accurately like a group of well-trained soldiers.

Steve struggled, but every time he waved his arms it seemed as if he was stuck in an invisible quagmire, and it was completely useless.

The eyes of these toads flashed with strange light, as if mocking his inability to resist. They dragged him hard, moving forward step by step, and brought him to a bathing pool full of mist.

The toads mercilessly pushed him into the pool, splashing water everywhere, and the scalding hot water instantly enveloped his body.

Steve was forced to gulp down a big gulp of hot water. He felt much better and struggled hard, but it was still no use.

"Hehehe, I advise you not to struggle anymore. Save your strength for screaming later."

Scream?

Soon, Steve knew what this meant.

The toads dragged him out of the pool, all wet.

Their movements were rough and merciless, as if they were enjoying the process.

Then, they actually began to pluck his feathers one by one.

Every time a feather was plucked, he felt a sharp pain, as if every inch of his skin was being torn apart.

Even someone as strong as he was couldn't help but groan, which gradually turned into a scream.

These bastards!

It was obvious from their skillful techniques that they had cooked many birds like Steve, causing Steve to be in unbearable pain and furious, wishing he could kill them all.

Just as Steve was being tortured to death, he seemed to hear a huge explosion and the panicked shouting of the toads.

Then came several familiar voices.

"Bucky, what's wrong, should we go?"

"There's a bald eagle here, and it looks a bit miserable."

"We don't have time to take care of a hawk."

"No, Steve, I'm taking it."

"Okay, Bucky, hurry up and take it, let's go, the monster will react soon."

"Ok!"

Steve opened his blurry eyes and saw Bucky and his companions, as expected, as well as his own familiar appearance.

He suddenly felt cold all over.

(End of this chapter)