New Flash Marvel Reborn

Chapter 225 Rescue the President
Antarctica.

The wind seemed to become more urgent than usual, frenziedly rolling up the ice slag and debris, like snowflakes flying.The blue figure stood among the flying white debris, stepped on what seemed to be transparent ice, and looked resolutely into the distance.

Brad stood there silently, looking in a certain direction, like a blue pole in the strong wind.

The three black dots grew bigger and bigger in his field of vision, and finally took the shape of three people.They approached slowly and descended from the air, like an iron triangle surrounded Brad in the center.

Brad was not surprised to see them coming, as if waiting for fate.

"Hey, boy, we meet again." The zombie on the left was wrinkled, and Brad could even remember the location and shape of most of the wrinkles on the body's owner's face during his lifetime.

Of course he was Abtjoy, or rather his corpse.

On the right hand side, stood the man with an unflattering face, even turned into a zombie, he was still as unflattering as before.It should not be a very impressive person, but even if a complete stranger is the first person you kill in a lifetime—no, two lifetimes—you will be particularly impressed.

He's William Stryker's zombie.

Of course, the identity of the person in the middle is beyond doubt.

Her skin was terribly pale, this time it wasn't the kind of whiteness that describes the girl Xuenen, but really frighteningly pale like a piece of white paper.The blue waist-length hair forced Brad's thoughts into the memories of the past in the gust of wind.

Even if she is revived as a zombie, she still needs to be that kind of female ghost with a shocking appearance.The icy breath emanating from his body seemed to merge with the cold air.

It was Katyusha Ellen, the girl he loved so much and almost buried twice with his own hands.

No, this is not her.

This is the ring of the black lamp, a puppet pulled up by the black death emperor through an invisible thread, a puppet resurrected to take his life and eat his emotions.

But this cannot be explained by science, just like every breath you take, the moment you see this unique—even though you know it’s fake—she is suddenly infused with new elements, solidified Draining the blood in the whole body, making the heartbeat speed up to almost crazy.

Emotions cannot be suppressed forever, as long as you are human, you will have emotions, no matter how well you hide them, there is always someone who is the gate of your emotional water.

Katyusha smiled gently, accompanied by the looming light blue electric snake around her body, reminding people of the moment when they first met. '

She spoke in a tone that was very similar to the original one, and the worst thing was that even the soft voice was exactly the same: "Brad, I finally found it."

It's like a heavy blow to the psychological defense line.

Brad was still standing like this, his expression seemed to be frosted by the icy wind and ice slag.

But in front of the black lamp corpse, even if the emotion is not expressed through expression, it is meaningless, because they can see any emotional color with their own eyes.

"Willpower."

"Love."

Through the identification of the black light, each of them can clearly see that the green willpower and purple love are mixed in Brad, and they are entangled with each other indiscriminately.

Katyusha continued to approach step by step: "You killed me, but it doesn't matter anymore. As long as you can come down to accompany me and be with me forever, I will forgive you."

William Stryker also took the opportunity to approach: "You executioner! The cold-blooded animal that took my life! Your hands are already stained with blood. If you think I am a villain, you are no better than me!"

Abbott also surrounded him: "I trusted you, child. I always thought that one day, you would explain everything to me and take responsibility for this family. But you didn't. You didn't hesitate to compare us with us. I chose to devote my energy to outsiders. I have paid so much for you, and this is how you repay me in the end?"

Can't listen to them.

You can't believe every word they say, that's not their original intention, it's the black light that controls them to say it.

Heck!

Brad clenched his fists, the rings kaleidoscopically changing colors from green to purple to red to blue, heralding the emotional beast within him about to break free from its bound madness.

They are here to kill you and you must fight back.

You have to beat them all.

Thinking is one thing, acting is another.He clenched his fist tightly, but he just couldn't swing it again in the face of the love he once killed.

The body seemed to be zero, and the movements froze, and he could only watch the three black lamp corpses approaching.

Their movements stopped suddenly.

From behind Brad, there was a crisp and sharp "click" sound suddenly.The transparent ice cracked, and seawater gushed out from the crack, covering the ice in an instant.

Breaking through the ice in the most gorgeous way, the dreamlike spaceship turned around and pointed the black muzzle of its head in this direction, brewing a dark green light.

A green light beam blasted out, shooting out in parallel from the left and right sides of Irina's spaceship, hitting the open space between Brad and the three black lamp corpses.The ice surface shattered, the sea water stood up like a wall, and the shock wave pushed both sides away.

Irina slowly landed beside Brad.

If I remember correctly, this was the first time that Brad saw a look of concern on this face that was so exquisitely crafted that it could be faked with intelligence and perfection.

The only instruction he gave to Irina was "stand by and don't move until I give the order." She acted completely in accordance with her own consciousness.In other words, he acted based on his concerns about Brad's situation.

With her own independent emotions, she successfully broke through the absolute "obey orders" as an intelligent program.

Brad felt a surge of emotion in his heart, he stood up, and his whole body undisguisedly released purple radiance.

"Love."

"Love."

"Love."

The three black light rings made low and hoarse sounds at the same time.

Brad looked at the three of them again, his eyes resolute.

White House.

The president sat uneasy in his office, and the guards in black stood on both sides, also very uneasy.Beads of sweat trickled down his neck like rain.

This may be the most bizarre crisis ever encountered by any president in history-surrounded by his five predecessors.He wondered uneasily if he had done something truly unforgivable, and even the five presidents crawled out of their coffins in anger.

The dense gunfire outside is getting smaller and smaller, which is not a good thing.Because there is no doubt that the people who used the guns were from their own side, and the decrease in the sound of gunfire only showed that more and more people on this side were getting hung up.

The gunfire stopped, and all the guns in the room were aimed at the wooden door.The air seemed to be filled with the vague smell of gunpowder, and the chaotic sound of the beating heart seemed to be audible.

But they all miscalculated.

The enemy did not enter through the main gate.

A wall collapsed, white smoke flew up, and five pale-faced presidents walked out from behind the smoke. The faces of the zombies were particularly frightening against the dust.

The guards reacted quickly and poured bullets at the zombies one after another, but of course it had no effect.The bullet holes left by the bullets were repaired in less than half a second, and the black liquid spread all over the bodies of several "old presidents".

"fear."

The ring whispered.

President Truman's withered fingers burst from the chest of a guard, holding a blood-soaked heart that seemed to be still beating.

Seeing this scene, these well-trained strong men were so frightened that their legs and feet went weak.A stronger fear spread, and this is exactly what these black lamp corpses want.

Eating any emotion can charge the total power of the black lamp, and when the battery is fully charged, you can usher in the "darkest night"!
Presidents Washington and Roosevelt ignored the chaos behind them, and they certainly didn't need to.They sit at the sitting president's table, one on the left and one on the right.

"What do you want? If I have done anything wrong to this country so far, then I promise I will correct it." The president said nervously.

"No, no, it's not your fault." Roosevelt said with a pleasant face, "You can't do anything because your ability is insufficient. But it's not the fault of being born useless, right?"

The president's face was a bit ugly, but after all, his dream life was in the hands of others, so he could only ask, "So what do you want?"

Washington said: "Reform the country. No, the world."

Almost all the presidents nodded in agreement: "Only embracing the silent world in death can save America today."

The president was stunned and said, "You are crazy."

"No, you need to wake up," Roosevelt said.

At this time, a leisurely voice came from the door: "Speaking of madness, I haven't found my opponent so far. But fighting with the president who has died, resurrected, and is still crazy? Is there anything better than this?" Anything cooler?"

When everyone turned their heads, they saw Deadpool leaning on the doorway with his Adamant alloy knife on his back, leaning on the wall with one hand.

"Superpowers." Roosevelt narrowed his eyes, "I heard that there are quite a few people in this era."

Nixon said: "Or mutants, a group of freaks, maybe there are no such creatures in your time, but they are a group of perverts hiding in the crowd."

Deadpool drew his knife and pointed at Nixon: "Hey! Be respectful!"

Immediately after his words, there was the sound of glass shattering, and a whirling shield broke through the window.Two spider threads shot in afterward, stuck to the back of the president's chest, and pulled him out of the window.

The Kun-type fighter jet roared violently, floating in the air in a semi-suspended state.Parker caught the president who was pulled over by him, and shouted: "Mission accomplished! Captain!"

Rogers said: "Good job! Now, the Avengers are assembled!"

(End of this chapter)