I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 146 Battle
Let’s go back to a little while ago.

In the hall, the air was filled with tension.

The cloaked leader looked indifferent, completely ignoring Steve who suddenly appeared and Eddie who mixed in.

He curled the corners of his mouth in disdain, as if he saw a few insignificant ants, waved his hand, signaling his men to stop them, while he continued the evil sacrificial ceremony leisurely.

The remaining cloaked men also seemed calm, their attention completely focused on the sacrifice lying on the ground.

They gripped their daggers tightly, the blades flashing coldly in the dim light, and slowly approached the lambs to be slaughtered on the ground.

"stop!"

Steve roared, his voice full of anger and anxiety, and he rushed towards the cloaked men, trying to stop their atrocities.

However, a tall and burly cloaked man suddenly stood in front of Steve, holding his shield tightly in his hand.

Steve's heart tightened and his eyes instantly became alert.

The sturdy man named Johnson raised his head. His rough face looked particularly ferocious in the dim light. He smiled provocatively. His white teeth stood out against his dark skin. “Hey, I’ll give it back to you!”

Johnson swung the shield in his hand violently, and the shield drew a silver arc in the air, and went straight towards Steve with a whistling sound.

Steve's pupils suddenly contracted, and he almost instinctively dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

He knew that taking such a blow head-on would be tantamount to seeking his own death.

As it turned out, his judgment was extremely accurate.

The shield flew past the corner of Steve's clothes, and the violent airflow made his clothes flutter wildly.

Then, there was a loud "bang" and the shield hit the wall behind it hard, embedding itself into it, causing the wall dust to fall down.

Steve was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard a sharp sound of breaking wind.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and almost subconsciously, his body rolled to the side.

Just as he rolled to the ground, a heavy punch like thunder whizzed past his ear, and Johnson's fist almost brought up a gust of burning wind.

Cold sweat broke out on Steve's forehead. If he was hit by that punch just now, the consequences would be disastrous.

He stood up quickly and stared at Johnson with sharp eyes.

There was a ferocity and unyielding spirit in the other party's eyes, and it was obvious that he would not let him go easily.

When Steve was stopped by the enemy, Eddie's situation was also not good.

He was facing two mysterious people, one of whom showed off her long legs, allowing Eddie to recognize her identity. It was Amy who tricked him here.

Now that her identity was exposed, Amy stopped pretending and took off the hood of her cloak, revealing her beautiful face.

She stared at Eddie with a cold face, unable to believe that she had been deceived by this man.

"Don't look at me like I'm the heartless guy who abandoned you."

Eddie shrugged, trying to hide his inner nervousness with a relaxed tone: "Didn't you lie to me too?"

His eyes quickly flicked to the small figure beside Amy.

The man showed half of his wrinkled face, and it was not difficult to tell that he was the mysterious old bartender.

It turns out that these two people are mysterious people with mysterious powers.

Hearing Eddie's words, Amy's face suddenly changed, as if she had been greatly insulted. Her emotions instantly exploded, and her voice was filled with uncontrollable anger and fanaticism: "Same? How can it be the same? I am a believer of the great gods, how can I be the same as a mortal like you?!"

Before he finished speaking, Amy's figure flashed by like a flash of lightning, her eyes burning with anger. The dagger in her hand flashed a cold light in the dim light, as if she was carrying endless murderous intent and approaching Eddie.

At the same time, the old bartender was not to be outdone. His body was like a cheetah ready to pounce, and he suddenly shot out at a speed that was dazzling.

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, approached Eddie quickly like two swift shadows.

Eddie's heart was pounding and cold sweat was running down his forehead.

He knew that he was on the verge of life and death, and would die if he was not careful.

Eddie took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and his eyes became sharp and focused.

Amy's dagger flashed coldly and was almost at Eddie's throat.

Eddie's heart beat faster and he suddenly turned sideways, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. At the same time, he quickly punched, aiming directly at Amy's chest.

Amy sneered, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

Her left hand seemed to have anticipated Eddie's move and blocked his fist quickly and accurately.

Amy's movements were as smooth as water, as if she were a seasoned fighter. Her flexible bones allowed her to perform all kinds of strange movements, as flexible as a cat.

Eddie felt dizzy and then a sharp pain came from his abdomen. Amy's foot had kicked him hard.

He groaned in pain, took several steps back, and almost lost his balance.

Even more dangerous is the old bartender, who has a cold look in his eyes and moves as swiftly as a venomous snake.

He approached Eddie silently, the dagger in his hand flashing coldly, looking for every possible flaw.

Before Eddie could steady himself, the old bartender seized the opportunity and stabbed out with his dagger.

Eddie only felt a sharp pain, and soon there were several bloody marks on his body, and the blood soaked his clothes.

Eddie's breathing became rapid and a feeling of despair surged in his heart.

He knew that if he continued like this, he would soon collapse.

Eddie glanced at Steve out of the corner of his eye, and a glimmer of hope surged in his heart, hoping that the captain would be able to show his power, quickly eliminate those enemies, and then come to help him.

However, what came into view was the tragic scene of Steve being punched away by the sturdy man. His body fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string, making a dull sound.

Eddie's heart sank suddenly. What made him even more uncomfortable was that those cloaked enemies had already begun to attack the innocent people on the ground.

The daggers in their hands flashed coldly and ruthlessly stabbed into the chests of innocent people.

Blood gushed out as the dagger was pulled out, like streams of red spring water, instantly dyeing the ground red.

"Damn Coulson, where have you been? If you don't come, we will be wiped out!" Eddie dodged Amy's fist again and shouted loudly in his heart.

As if the door had heard his thoughts, with a loud bang, the door shattered into pieces in a blazing flame, with fragments flying everywhere.

In the light of the fire, the air was filled with the smell of burnt gunpowder, which was suffocating.

Coulson led a team of SHIELD agents dressed in black and poured into the hall like a black torrent.

"Everyone, stop!"

(End of this chapter)