I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 148 Singing
The ethereal and pleasant singing sounded particularly harsh against the backdrop of gunfire, like a clear spring suddenly emerging amid the hustle and bustle of the battlefield.

Coulson's eyes flickered slightly as he recognized it as a famous lullaby.

The melody was like a mother's whisper, caressing his ears softly. It seemed to carry some kind of magic that made him feel sleepy involuntarily.

His eyelids began to feel heavy, almost closing.

wrong!

Coulson's heart skipped a beat. There was definitely something wrong with this song. It could hypnotize people!

He reacted quickly and forced himself to stay awake.

However, when he turned around and looked around, he found that the agents around him had fallen down one after another and fell into a deep sleep, breathing evenly and peacefully.

He resisted the urge to sleep, the gun in his hand trembled as he aimed it at his arm and pulled the trigger.

The hot bullet grazed his skin, leaving a bright red blood mark.

The intense pain made Coulson sober up instantly. He clenched his teeth and forced himself to concentrate.

Without time to hesitate, he quickly raised his gun and fired several shots into the darkness outside.

The whistling sound of bullets echoed in the hall, and the cloaked men who were about to make a move were forced to retract their steps.

However, sleepiness was like an invisible poisonous snake, slowly spreading through his body, becoming stronger and stronger.

Every time he blinked, he felt like he was one step closer to the abyss.

Is this the mysterious power obtained from the gods?

It's really scary. If the director were here, he would definitely be interested in this kind of power. It would be great if it could be used for the right purpose.

Coulson sighed, his face became extremely solemn, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the world in front of him began to become blurred. He knew that he had to come up with a solution quickly, otherwise he would fall into endless darkness.

He tried desperately to think with the little sanity he had left, and every thought seemed like a struggle in the quagmire.

It is extremely difficult for mortals to fight against the power of gods.

The beautiful singing not only lingered in Coulson's ears, but also spread like an invisible wave to every corner of the hall, as if it had its own loudspeaker, becoming louder and clearer, as if every note was jumping in the air.

Eddie and Amy were fighting a life-and-death battle, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

Suddenly, this strange singing came into their ears.

Amy's expression suddenly changed, and a feeling of uneasiness surged in her heart.

This was not the first time she had heard such a song, and she knew very well the magical power contained in this song.

Even a high priest whose power far exceeds theirs would fall into a deep sleep after listening for too long, becoming an unsuspecting prey.

Amy's eyes quickly swept over Eddie, thinking of a countermeasure in her mind.

She knew that if she blocked her ears with something, she could greatly weaken the power of the singing and reduce the hypnotic sleepiness.

However, she did not act immediately, but looked coldly at Eddie, who seemed a little confused, with a sneer on her lips.

"That bitch's singing can't do anything to me for now." She thought to herself that with her mysterious powers, she could definitely hold on longer than the guy in front of her.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Amy's eyes. She decided to get rid of Eddie first and then plug his ears.

She clenched the dagger in her hand, and with a sudden flash, she pounced towards Eddie with swift and fierce movements.

Eddie's eyes gradually became blurred, and his body's reactions began to slow down, but he still tried to concentrate, trying to resist this invisible force, and dodged Amy's attack with difficulty.

The song still echoed in their ears, like an invisible net, gradually enveloping their consciousness. Amy's eyes flashed with determination. She had to get rid of Eddie before she completely lost consciousness, but she didn't notice that her movements were getting slower and slower, while Eddie's movements were gradually returning to normal.

Eddie lowered his eyes to hide the strange look in them. He hesitated for a moment, but soon became determined and his body began to stagger again.

Amy's face lit up with joy, as if the sleepiness in her body was dispelled a lot. She no longer hesitated and stabbed with all her strength.

However, Eddie dodged this sure-hit attack. There was a gleam in his eyes, and he didn't look like a man who was about to fall asleep.

Amy was shocked and watched the dagger in her hand being taken away by Eddie.

All of Eddie's strength exploded in an instant, and he flashed past like a phantom and came behind Amy.

Amy covered her neck in a trance. A thin bloodstain appeared on it and became wider and wider. Her eyes were full of disbelief: "Oh, no, it's impossible. How come you are not affected by the singing?"

Eddie sighed: "I've been suffering from insomnia for a long time. How can a lullaby affect me?"

"Insomnia?" Amy's body fell to the ground, her eyes wide open, obviously she died with her eyes open.

Eddie took a breath, then fell to his knees with a thud. He used his only active skill to unleash all his strength in an instant. Now his body was limp and powerless.

Of course, the reason he was able to resist Louise's singing was not just because of insomnia. The more important thing was that the mumbling sound suddenly popped up and offset the impact of the singing.

Eddie took a look at Amy who was lying on the ground and let out a breath. He finally killed someone, and it was a beautiful woman at that. He felt mixed emotions.

He slowly lay down on the ground and closed his eyes.

"The rest is up to you, Captain."

Steve was undoubtedly affected by the singing, and what was worse was that he was affected much more deeply than Johnson.

Johnson, who has transformed into a beast, is full of wildness in his heart and is not so easily affected by the singing.

When Steve showed a flaw in resisting sleepiness, Johnson immediately seized the opportunity, hugged Steve, and squeezed Steve with his strong arms, making Steve's bones make a rattling sound.

Under the severe pain, Steve's sleepiness was dispelled a lot and he struggled desperately.

"Hahaha, no need to struggle, just let me squeeze you into a meat patty!" Johnson laughed triumphantly and arrogantly.

Steve gritted his teeth and shouted in his heart: [Hey, Holy Lord, how long do you want to watch the show? ]

[Oh? You can't do it anymore? I thought you could still struggle for a while.] The Holy Lord said playfully.

Steve could certainly hold on for a little longer, but he was worried about the safety of Coulson and others, who might not be able to wait any longer.

[Okay, in that case, I'll come in! ]

The next second, Steve felt an evil and burning power surging out from deep inside his body and quickly spread throughout his body.

His body seemed to be burning in flames, and the pain and anger intertwined made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

The right side of his face was instantly covered with a layer of dense green scales. His originally bright eyes turned blood red, as cold and ruthless as a snake's pupils, emitting a chilling light.

What's even more terrifying is that his right hand also underwent a change. His fingers bent, and knife-sharp claws grew out of his fingertips, flashing with cold light.

A huge wave of energy burst out from his body like a violent storm, instantly knocking Johnson several meters away and causing him to fall heavily to the ground.

Steve raised his head, an indescribable arrogance and evil appeared on his face, with unquestionable majesty, as if the whole world was under his control.

"Big guy, who did you just say you wanted to die?"

(End of this chapter)