Chapter 80
Immortal Bean: King Yama, I'm here to steal this chapter!
The automatic doors to the containment area were violently ripped open.
"Hill!!!"
Nick Fury was at the front, his eyes filled with worry.
Hill's abdomen was pierced by the Mind Scepter, leaving a charred, bloody hole.
The blood not only stained the uniform but also meandered down the floor.
"Sir... Commander..."
Hill struggled to open his eyes; his pupils were already dilating.
She tried to reach for the communicator that had fallen to the side, but her fingers trembled twice and fell limply to the ground.
"Don't speak! Hang in there!"
Fury knelt in the pool of blood, pressing his hands tightly against Hill's wounds, but he could feel his life force rapidly draining away through his fingers.
"Medical team! Where the hell is the medical team?!"
Fury roared into his headphones.
Steve, Natasha, Tony, and others arrived shortly afterward.
Upon seeing this scene, everyone stopped in their tracks.
Steve clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palm.
Natasha turned her head away, her eyes slightly red.
Even Tony, who is usually the most carefree, silently opened his mask, a hint of panic and self-blame flashing in his eyes.
Just then.
sizzle...
Suddenly, a burst of static erupted from the loudspeaker in the corridor, followed by that nauseatingly elegant voice that echoed throughout the entire ship.
"What a touching scene."
Loki's voice was mocking, as if he were whispering in everyone's ears.
"Look at you, a bunch of mortals who call themselves guardians."
"Are you angry? Are you sad? Remember this feeling of powerlessness."
"This is just an appetizer."
"The real game has only just begun."
The arrogant laughter echoed in the narrow corridor, like sharp knives piercing the hearts of everyone present.
Fury's single eye was bloodshot, and veins bulged on his forehead.
The despair of watching his capable lieutenant die left him breathless and speechless.
The atmosphere was extremely oppressive.
Click, click, click.
A series of unhurried footsteps broke the silence.
Li Ang strolled in leisurely, hands in his pockets.
He glanced at Hill on the ground, then at the group of superheroes around him who looked like they had lost their parents, and raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Hey, why are you making this look like a funeral?"
Li Ang's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the heavy atmosphere.
"Li! This is not the time for jokes!"
"Who's joking with you?"
Li Ang walked over to Tony, stretched out his finger, and tapped his armor.
"Hey, did Hulk yell at you and make you stupid?"
Tony was stunned, looking at Li Ang blankly: "What?"
"You think this is a Doraemon movie where they seal the Pokémon bag at the start?"
"Are you saving all these treasures for the New Year?"
Li Ang rolled his eyes, his tone full of disappointment and frustration.
Tony's pupils contracted, and he slapped his forehead with his large hand.
"Senzu Beans!!!"
Tony cried out in surprise and frantically rummaged through the pile of high-tech weapon modules.
"Jarvis! Quick! Open storage compartment number three!"
Click.
A tiny hidden compartment on the outside of the armor's thigh popped open.
Tony's fingers trembled as he picked up a Senzu Bean.
He bent down, pried open Hill's bloodless lips, and stuffed the Senzu Bean inside.
"Chew it! Hill, can you hear me? Chew it!" Tony yelled.
As Hill lay dying, he instinctively clenched his teeth.
Click.
A crisp chewing sound.
next second.
boom!!!
A surge of immense life energy erupted, spreading from Hill's mouth to his limbs and bones!
Under the stunned gaze of everyone.
The horrific penetrating wound in Hill's abdomen began to writhe at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Granulation tissue grew wildly, broken blood vessels reconnected, charred dead skin peeled off, and brand new skin covered it.
It's not just wounds.
Hill's originally ashen face instantly became rosy and radiant.
one second.
Just one second.
Hill, who was just on the verge of death, suddenly opened his eyes.
Those eyes shone brightly; there was no trace of someone on the verge of death.
"call!!!"
Hill took a deep breath and then sprang to his feet with a somersault.
"Where's Loki? I'm going to shove his scepter into his eyelid! And spin it three times!!!"
"Oh my god!" Steve's mouth dropped open; this was the first time he had ever seen such an amazing gadget.
"Is this witchcraft?"
Natasha couldn't resist reaching out and touching Hill's abdomen.
Smooth and flat, without even a scar!
Even his abs are more defined now!
"I...I feel like I could kill an African rhinoceros right now."
Hill clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him.
The feeling was like having just finished a full-body spa treatment and then drinking ten cans of Red Bull.
"Hahahaha!" Tony was stunned at first, then burst into wildly joyful laughter.
"Did you see that?! That's the power of spending money!!"
He held up the remaining bag of magic beans, like a child showing off a toy.
Fury slumped to the floor, looking at the lively Hill. The tough guy rubbed his eyes hard, then looked up at Leon on the sofa in the distance.
That look in his eyes was incredibly complex.
There was gratitude, reverence, and a hint of resentment, like "Why the hell didn't you say so sooner?"
"Li Ang..." Fury's voice was hoarse.
"Don't look at me like that, Chief." Li Ang waved his hand dismissively.
"In any case." After checking his body and confirming that even his previous lower back strain was healed, Hill said.
She took a deep breath and nodded solemnly to Li Ang and Tony. "Thank you."
"Alright, that concludes the emotional segment."
"You should get back to work."
Upon hearing Li Ang's words, Hill picked up the massive silver gun that had fallen to the side.
That was the ultimate individual weapon that S.H.I.E.L.D. modified using the remains of the Asgardian "Destroyer".
Hill's eyes were incredibly sharp; he had clearly already figured out how to teach Loki a lesson.
Director Fury slowly stood up from the ground.
He dusted off his trench coat, the sorrow in his single eye long gone, replaced by an unprecedented ruthlessness and majesty.
He looked around.
"Ladies and gentlemen."
Fury's voice was deep.
Loki wants war.
"He thought that by destroying our base, sowing discord among our team, and even killing our people, he could bring us to our knees."
Fury drew his pistol from his waist and cocked it.
"But he made a fatal mistake."
"He angered us."
"It's time to show him what the Avengers are all about!"