Marvel: Starting From the Dimensional Demon God

With a pursed mouth, Coulson subconsciously tightened the gun in his hand.

"Captain... Tonight, let me protect you..."

Chapter 111 "Captain Steve Rogers, Welcome Back!"

Time flies fast when one is alone.

The scenery outside the window has already changed from day to night.

Coulson looked at the table below, the time was 11:03 in the evening, and he hoped that the night could be spent safely.

Whoa!

There was a crisp sound, like some kind of broken porcelain, followed by a gunshot.

Then, a few extremely short screams suddenly sounded, and then stopped abruptly.

The sound stopped abruptly, making people feel uneasy.

Coulson had a bad premonition in his heart. He glanced at the flamethrower in the corner, then tiptoed to the door, placed one ear carefully, and held his breath to listen to the movement outside.

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

It's quiet outside, can hear wind and snow, and some kind of dull... breathing?

and many more!

The pupils shrank, and Coulson carefully identified it, making sure it was not his own breathing.

This situation did not give him a good feeling. It seemed that outside the door, someone was doing the same thing as him and was sticking to the opposite position. In this silent night, the dull breathing sounded through the room. The door came into his ears.

"Gudu..."

Swallowing his saliva carefully, Coulson took a slow step back. As soon as he turned his body, he saw a black shadow flash past from the window glass on one side.

[Mood value +933 from Phil Coulson]

"..." As his body stiffened, he quickly took out his pistol and aimed it out the window. The atmosphere at the scene was depressing and maddening.

It was pitch black outside the window, and snowflakes kept falling on it, making people wonder whether the previous scene was an illusion.

With his back to the door, Coulson stood on tiptoe and approached the window carefully.

Sudden…

bang bang bang...

With a shudder all over his body, Coulson turned around quickly and almost cried out.

"Captain Coulson, I'm Dr. Blair, and now there is an important situation to report to you!"

Blair?

Without caring to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, Coulson asked softly.

"Doctor Blair... I think I heard some gunshots just now, what happened to you guys?"

"A monster suddenly appeared and attacked us just now. But don't worry, it has been eliminated by us."

Speaking of which, Dr. Blair's tone suddenly became urgent.

"Captain Coulson, can you open the door? I really have something important to report to you now!"

Coulson refused and asked him to tell the story.

Dr. Blair seemed to have something to hide, kept pushing and resisting, and hesitantly wanted Coulson to open the door.

And this move has deepened Coulson's suspicions.

"Doctor Blair, it's not convenient for me to go out right now. If you really have something important, you can tell me directly now!"

As soon as these words came out, Dr. Blair fell silent immediately.

Tightening the pistol, Coulson waited for the other party to speak, and he already had some bad guesses in his heart.

Boom!

The windows on the side of the house rang suddenly, even though it was night outside. But Coulson still caught a huge shadow passing by the window.

This was the second time, and he aimed carefully with his pistol, daring not to be careless.

Behind him, Dr. Blair suddenly and vigorously knocked on the door.

"Captain Coulson, open the door! I have to report to you in person!"

"..." He quickly retreated to the center of the room. Under the yellow light, Coulson aimed his gun at the window for a while, and in the direction of the door for a while.

Then his scalp went numb, and something suddenly ran across the roof, making a thumping noise.

Unable to bear, Coulson tentatively issued an order to Dr. Blair outside the door.

"Blair, I now order you to turn back to your room immediately and wait for the arrival of the plane tomorrow!"

His words seemed to have some effect. The voice outside the door was silent at first, and then began to deform. He shouted "Open the door" in a strange tone, and twisted the door handle of the room up and down.

crunch, crunch...

Boom!

The window glass suddenly burst into dense cracks, as if something hit it.

Above, there are some kind of sharp fingernails that rattle and rattle on the iron sheet of the roof.

dong dong dong...

The yellow lights kept flickering, and the whole house was shaking like an earthquake. Dust kept falling and falling on Coulson's head and shoulders...

In an angle that Coulson couldn't see, Captain America's ears moved slightly.

The situation at the scene was too dangerous, and Coulson ran to the corner to pick up the flamethrower and shouted.

"You monsters, whoever dares to step forward, I will let them taste the power of flamethrowers!"

He confirmed that those monsters have wisdom and threats of words, and maybe they can play a role.

Sure enough, the noise of the monsters stopped, the air returned to silence, and only the sound of the wind and snow was still whistling.

But the killing intent was still shrouded in all directions and gathered in this small room. They were sure that tonight—no one survived!

"Fairy Wood"

One minute, two minutes, three minutes…

Whoa!

The glass on the window shattered instantly, and Coulson turned around abruptly, raising his gun and shooting, trying to block the opponent's entry.

But there was a rumbling above his head, and a monster ripped open the roof and jumped down from above.

With just one claw, the gun in Coulson's right hand was knocked into the air. Fortunately, Coulson still had a flamethrower in his left hand, allowing him to temporarily drive away the monster with flames.

But one wave after another, the monster outside the window took the opportunity to jump in from the outside, and the tentacles shot out just pulled the flamethrower in Coulson's hand and flew out.

not good!

bang—

The door flew in from outside to inside.

It was Dr. Blair, who was leading three monsters into the room with a weird smile.

His face slowly split to the sides, and bright red tentacles continued to stretch out from the inside out. Right in front of Coles, it turned into a living arthropod with three eyes and wrapped in flesh and blood fascia. reptiles.

It has all kinds of tentacles on its body, and leaves a pool of disgusting mucus when it walks on the ground. The air in the room is a little cold. With the intrusion of these monsters, the stench from their body becomes more and more unpleasant. gagging.

[From Phil Coulson's emotional value +999]

Coulson stepped back slowly and carefully took out a grenade from his arms, which was his last weapon.

Those monsters approached slowly like wolves chasing their prey, and surrounded Coulson in a fan.

Standing in front of Captain America, Coulson became more and more desperate.

There are so many monsters, and his subordinates seem to be more fortunate than auspicious.

At the current time, there is still a considerable distance from the daytime, and it is even less likely that the plane from S.H.I.E.L.D. will appear, that is to say, he is alone and helpless!

With a wry smile in his heart, he glanced at the captain behind him, and Coulson shook his head silently.

"I'm sorry, Captain, it seems that I can't protect you tonight."

Those monsters were extremely intelligent, and they first circled behind him from the side to attract his attention. Then several monsters in front suddenly rushed towards him while he was distracted.

At this time, Coulson was already determined to die. He pulled the lead of the grenade, and just about to shout, he suddenly felt his hand loosen. The grenade was thrown out of the window for some reason, and then his shoulders sank. The voice came from behind.

"Sir, although I don't know your name, Steve Rogers thanks you for your protection!"

The voice was like the sound of nature, so familiar it couldn't be more familiar, Coulson's pupils subconsciously enlarged.

next second...

He saw a palm holding the flame and punched forward heavily.

bang—

With a punch, the air seemed to be squeezed out of a concave surface, and the surging flames moved forward rapidly, with scorching energy, and in just an instant, several terrifying monsters were wrapped into groups of flames.

Bear! Bear! Bear!

The monsters let out a huge scream, and the monster attacking from the rear wanted to escape when the situation was not good.

[From Phil Coulson's emotional value +1023]

"..." Looking like Captain America, the God of Fire, Coulson froze in place, not only because of the opponent's sudden awakening, but also because of the power that the opponent has mastered.

In his heart, all kinds of thoughts were spinning in his mind for a while.

But Steve has no interest in answering him now. The English in the camp makes him feel more cordial, and he greets Coulson and walks out.

There were also several monsters scattered outside the camp, and they were found by Steve and removed easily.

For him who mastered the flame, it was simply Tianke.

In the entire camp, except for two people, all the others turned into monsters.

When it was determined that these monsters were all dead, the two finally had time to sit together and chat a little.

Steve spoke first, introduced himself, and said his name. But even if he doesn't say these things, the American people are familiar with them, and even Coulson has already recited them.

But he still listened carefully to the introduction of the other party, and then cruelly told the truth in the eyes of the other party's expectation.

"I'm a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, Phil Coulson."

Captain Rogers, World War II is our victory, you've been sleeping under the ice for 70 years, it's 2008..."

He even pulled out a figurine from his office that looked exactly like Captain America holding up his shield.

When saying these words, Coulson has been carefully observing the expression of Steve Rogers.

He thought that the other party would be surprised, shocked, incredulous, disbelieving...

But when he said this information, those surprises only stayed in the eyes of the other party for a second or two, and then disappeared immediately, as if he had already known the news.

Coulson's heart became more and more strange. He looked at Steve carefully, and finally couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

"Captain, those flames of yours?"

If the other party has the ability to fire, then during World War II, the American government could never let go of this propaganda hotspot.

Steve Rogers didn't choose to hide it, even he himself felt a little weird.

He considered his words and spoke slowly.

"This flame does not come from the power of the super soldier serum potion, but a man named Buddha, who gave it to me during my freezing period."

He reminded me that I will wake up in the near future and have been in another era. "

Buddha? Buddhism, one of the three major religions in the world?

Coulson naturally heard of it, but why did Captain America meet Buddha? Shouldn't it be an angel or a god?

Steve's expression was also a little weird.

"The man who claimed to be the Buddha, stammered and didn't speak, was different from all the Buddhist myths I've ever known."

Not the same, why is it different?