035 Rumlow Alone

"The only one left is the captain."

Tes's voice failed to be transmitted, as if no matter how loud Nick Fury called Rumlow at this time, there was no response.

Any news that may affect the fairness of the battle is blocked by the Holy Mountain of Harrogas. What follows is a battle between the warrior's faith and the devil.

Tes was already trembling. The moment the wandering spirit appeared, he knew why his captain became so strange.

After all, no matter where the legend is, ghosts always have some tricks that affect the mind.

His teammates were torn to pieces by the wandering spirit without any chance of fighting back.

Bright red flesh and blood was scattered on the ground, and the fallen demons who had died for the second time stood up again and shouted "Lakanixiu".

Everything in front of them was transmitted along the camera to Nick Fury's office, and everyone was silent.

They really had no way to explain what was happening before them, and the tragic sacrifice made them lose the idea of ​​talking.

"What exactly are ghosts?"

Nick Fury shouted anxiously, although no one knew whether this anxiety was his true emotion or his disguise.

But it would be better to answer his question at this time.

"In our research, there are many conclusions that ghosts are spiritual beings."

The paranormal research expert who responded spoke in a somewhat uncertain tone.

After all, how could a spiritual body use a pair of pale claws to tear SHIELD's elite special operations team into pieces?

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"Ghosts are the embodiment of spirits, but those guys are not just ghosts, they are also demons."

Bulcasso explained to Ancient One and Gil.

Souls contaminated with the breath of hell are no longer pure spiritual bodies. Just like the barbarian ancestors blessed by the holy mountain of Harrogas, their bodies have the power to support their concrete bodies.

Therefore, the ancestors of the barbarians can eat food as if they were alive, and the demons can also tear apart human bodies.

“Can’t the power of spirit be directly condensed into substance?”

Gu Yi was a little confused. In her understanding, the soul could form a substance as long as it was strong enough.

"How can those guys have that kind of purity? Apart from those guys who study death, how many of them can help other people's souls condense into entities?"

Vida shouted unwillingly. This time, his interruption aroused dissatisfaction from other ancestors. Anbo grabbed his neck, and the two souls disappeared to an unknown place.

On the projection in front of him, Rumlow gradually gained the upper hand.

His battle with the Sinking Demon Wizard was not as easy as defeating the ordinary Sinking Demon.

In addition to being used as a blunt weapon, the wooden stick in this guy's hand can also trigger fireballs as big as a basin.

Such a fighting method that can be used at both distance and distance made Rumlow spend a lot of effort to find an opportunity and drag this hateful guy into a non-stop close combat.

Braving the blue light, Zhihu finally found an opportunity and stabbed the Sinking Demon Wizard in the throat.

The red-skinned monster finally fell to the ground after letting out a hoarse "Lakanixiu" accompanied by the sound of broken bones.

The footsteps of the resurrected Sinking Demons in the distance came from around the corner, but Rumlow's sight hit the ordinary-looking stone on the ground.

This stone was dropped after the death of the fallen magician. After tasting the sweetness of the equipment, Rumlow would not let go of the possibility of becoming stronger.

The moment his hand grasped the stone, cold sweat broke out on his face.

In just a blink of an eye, he regained his will.

"Lingshi, does this guy have a fate with those monks?"

Bulcaisel once again expressed his views on this brutal trial.

According to convention, it is not unusual for any equipment to appear in the secret realm of barbarians.

But after all, the equipment belonging to barbarians is more important.

Just like it is easier to see the monk's equipment in the secret realm of the Sky Temple.

The moment Rumlow got the spirit stone, he understood how to use it. This seemingly small stone was placed on his forehead.

Then, as if there was some magical power that fixed it there, the white spirit stone stayed in that place safely.

After the wandering souls turned into demons, the group's mind control ability was greatly weakened.

If Rumlow had remained cautious, he would not have been easily deceived without being aware of it.

After receiving the protection of the spirit stone, the wandering soul's mind control ability, which was negligibly weak for barbarians, was completely ineffective.

This piece of equipment even gave Rumlow some protection, at least it would be difficult for those annoying red-skinned imps to harm him.

"Then does he have a chance to survive?"

Gil's voice sounded, his voice was small, and his tone was like a prayer, which made people worried.

"Speak louder Gil! You are going to be a barbarian warrior!"

Bulkiso heard Gil's words clearly. After all, this was not a noisy battlefield. As long as Bulkiso's ears were fine, he could still hear sounds close at hand clearly.

"It depends on whether he can defeat the wandering spirit. I can only say that he has a chance."

Bulcaisel finally gave Gil the answer he wanted.

He didn't know whether these guys were worth surviving, after all, the smell of the villains made Bul-Kathos want to sneeze.

But compared to seeing bad guys alive, he still hated seeing humans die in the hands of demons.

Gu Yi said nothing, just glanced at the darkening sky.

"When he comes out, the festival will be almost over."

Gu Yi thought to himself.

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"Come on! You damn bastard!"

Rumlow shouted loudly at the blue wandering soul, as if to drive away the fear in his heart.

The moment he regained consciousness, he already knew that the subordinates he brought with him had died here one by one.

Those were all members he carefully selected, more than half of whom were the power of Hydra, and the remaining few also had a good chance of being won over to the Hydra camp.

This sacrifice also meant that his efforts for nearly a year were scrapped, but he did not dare to cast his anger on Bul-Kathos, because after seeing the horror of this secret realm, he realized the power of the barbarians.

At this moment, he was more like a rageless rage, venting his anger through roaring.

Rumlow's hand subconsciously reached for the pistol at his waist. He was not used to fighting with cold weapons. When facing danger, he still trusted the pistol that might not even hurt the opponent.