The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Huhuhu——!

High on the mountain, the wind is biting.

Since the beginning of winter, the weather has become increasingly cold, the temperature has dropped sharply, and heavy snow has fallen, covering the top of the mountain with white snow. The jungle below the mountain is withered, and it is a scene wrapped in silver.

This is a mountain range called the Adirondacks in northeastern New York State, and it is also the highest mountain range nearby.

Among them, Mount Marcy is the highest peak in the Adirondack Mountains, with an altitude of more than 1,200 meters. It is less than half a day's journey from the city. When you overlook the city from a high place, you can also see the entire New York City.

Prosperity, advanced income in sight.

In the past, Mount Marsi was a tourist attraction, with many people coming here to visit it, and its popularity was extremely high.

But since the beginning of winter, few people have come again.

One is that the weather is too cold and the scenery is withered.

Secondly, the road up the mountain is in a rugged area, and it is extremely dangerous to be slippery when it snows, so the mountainous area is closed.

However, in the closed mountainous area, there are still many people seeking death who go up the mountain through the closed area, want to experience the adventure, and sleep on the steep cliffs in the wind and snow.

Boltan is one of those people seeking death.

His ancestor was one of the adventurers who pioneered the American continent. The adventurous gene passed down in his family gave him ample experience in committing suicide since he was a child. When he grew up, he traveled to many dangerous places and gained a professional career.

Hunter certificate.

But the reason why I came to the Adirondacks this time was not because I wanted to explore, or simply wanted to die.

After all, as a well-known adventurer, this place is just a scenic spot and does not meet his adventure conditions at all. Even if there are weather conditions such as snow, the level of danger is not enough for him to take it seriously.

The real reason why Boltan came here was that he thought he had been "called."

Yes, it’s a “summoning”!

Since a few months ago, he could vaguely feel a call from the depths of his blood, asking him to go to the Adirondack Mountains, but this impulse had always been ignored by him.

But, in the past few days.

The call originating from his bloodline has become more and more intense, like scratching his heart and liver. It even affects him in his dreams, making him unable to ignore it at all.

Finally, Boltan decided to find out and went to the Adirondack Mountains to explore the source of the mysterious call.

The closer we get to the mountains, the stronger the call becomes.

He could even vaguely hear a voice from Mo Hu, which seemed to be telling something in his ears.

Wearing a jacket, holding a trekking pole, and carrying equipment, Boltan looked at Mount Marci towering into the clouds. He exhaled the white cold air from his mouth, took a short rest to store up his energy, and planned to climb the mountain before sunrise.

The highest peak.

However, just as he was about to climb the mountain, his eyes caught a sharp glimpse. Not far ahead, there were two figures moving at the foot of the mountain. They seemed to be people who were also planning to climb the mountain.

"With this damn weather, is there any fool other than me who wants to climb the mountain? And I haven't brought any tools with me. It's so stupid!"

Boltan didn't stop him, he just cursed in his heart and ignored the two people.

In his opinion, there were too many people seeking death like this, and he had neither the need nor the responsibility to take care of them, not to mention that he had important things to do.

Maxi Mountain is extremely steep, and is mostly made of granite, marble, schist, and gneiss. The most striking feature is that the mountain walls are steep, there are very few footholds, and there are almost no roads up the mountain.

If you want to climb mountains, you can only rely on rich experience and tools to find routes other than snowfall points.

Even the experienced Boltan had to observe for a long time before reluctantly determining a route and taking out climbing ropes, climbing picks and other tools from his backpack.

When everything was ready and Boltan was about to climb the mountain, he suddenly remembered the two people and looked around again, only to find that they had disappeared.

"She must have gone back..."

The two men didn't bring any tools. Facing the steep Mount Marcy, it was naturally impossible for them to climb up. Except for returning home, Boltan didn't think they could climb up.

After being fully prepared, Boltan patted his cheek, regained his energy, fixed the rope, and climbed towards the mountain with a mountaineering pick.

Although he is nearly forty years old, his many years of experience in the wild have given him great strength and skills. The steepness of Mount Marsi was like walking on flat ground under his feet, and he quickly climbed up to more than ten meters.

What Boltan didn't know was that, dozens of meters above him, the two people he thought were going back were actually climbing the mountain with their bare hands on the steep rock wall covered with frost and snow.

The two moved extremely quickly and were incredibly powerful.

Only by clasping half of the body with their fingers, they could barely get it down. They were able to use their fingers to forcefully lift the whole person up. The speed was simply terrifying.

Without any safety measures or even any tools, their climbing speed is enough to make any expert rock climber exclaim God after seeing them.

Suddenly, the man behind him stepped on the air, and the rock protrusion under his feet collapsed. He lost his balance and was about to fall.

The man above reacted very quickly and reached out to grab the man's collar. He pinned him in the crack of the rock wall with one hand. His joints made a crackling sound and veins burst out from his skin.

Obviously, it is extremely difficult for him to bear the weight of a person with just his fingers.

"Are you... okay?"

The man at the top gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you want to take a short break? Recover your strength."

"It's okay, I'm not that old yet!"

The man below clung to the rock wall again, took a deep breath, and said: "No need to rest, we are running out of time, we must stop them quickly. Climb quickly, Steve."

The man called Steve is none other than Captain America.

His face was exposed in the storm, and he was covered with stubble. He was no longer the handsome man he was before, and had a bit more vicissitudes of life.

"Be careful, I don't want to lose a reliable comrade before we go up, Frank." Steve grinned and made a little joke.

"Humph, who do you think I am?"

Frank refused to admit defeat and said harshly: "When I was fighting, I experienced dangers that were countless times more difficult than this. How could a mere mountain kill me?"

"Hahaha, what a coincidence, so am I."

Steve smiled and said: "The *** didn't kill me, let alone me dying here."

The corner of Frank's mouth twitched, and then he remembered that the seemingly young man in front of him was actually older than him, and he couldn't compare with him in terms of seniority.

Seeing that the dispute was over, Frank gave up his ink, and his men used all their strength to surpass Steve, intending to prove it with actions.

Steve smiled and started climbing.

The speed of the two was very fast, and even the peak of a thousand meters above sea level could not stop these two veterans.

"Wait, listen, there is a sound!"

Suddenly, Frank stopped climbing, clung to the rock wall, and whispered solemnly: "It's nearby, it seems...it's coming from a hole!"

After hearing this, Steve also clung to the rock wall, concentrated his attention, and sure enough, he heard a small sound coming from inside the rock wall, and it seemed like there were many people.

"Could it be...that they are inside the mountain?"

Steve was a little surprised: "But... there should be no cave-like place on Mount Marcy, right?"

"I advise you not to believe those nonsense from the government."

As an experienced person, Frank sneered and said: "It didn't happen before, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist now. Besides, the Skrulls have taken control of the political power. It's not difficult at all to hollow out a mountain and hide a secret base inside. Fury used to do it.

Do it often."

As we all know, Fury's secret bases are all over the world, and Steve has heard about them, so he no longer doubts: "Then how are we going to get in?"

"If my guess is correct, there should be an entrance nearby."

Frank looked around and gritted his teeth and said: "Since you can hear the sound, it proves that there is air circulation nearby. Find a way to find it and we can go in."

"...Are you sure?"

The corners of Steve's eyes twitched wildly, and he looked around, at places where he couldn't reach the sky, where he couldn't reach the ground, and the steep rock walls. He swallowed: "I'm afraid we haven't found a place with air circulation here yet, so let's go

He would have to fall and die."

He is the American Superman, not Superman.

It can’t fly! It doesn’t have an indestructible body! It doesn’t have superpowers like clairvoyance or anything like that!

Even a super soldier would not have enough physical strength to find a crack in a rock wall over a hundred meters high!

"It's the only way, Steve."

After that, Frank ignored him and started to stick to the rock wall, judging from the sound the location of the cavity inside the mountain, looking for a gap that could be entered.

In desperation, Steve had to imitate him and look for possible cracks in the rock wall from another direction.

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At the same time, Colson was on the other side.

In order to stop the Skrulls' conspiracy, he also started a secret operation and found the Black Widow who was rescued by Lord and then dumped elsewhere.