Marvel: Starting with the creation of Hydra

【Level: 48】

【Experience value: 64,000,000/80,000,000]

There are still 16 million left before the upgrade, which is just one Avenger’s head, and there happen to be two in front of you.......

Bang~!

A figure flew upside down and hit a thick wall hard. The petite figure could not bear the huge force, and immediately spurted out a large mouthful of blood, staining the front red.

Tap tap tap......

A sound of footsteps came from far and near.

Stopped in front of Natasha.

Natasha, who was seriously injured, raised her head and looked at the other party. Her pretty face was pale, blood was still dripping from her forehead, and she looked very weak.

At this time, she struggled to support her body. Several attempts ended in failure. Finally, she reluctantly relied on the wall behind her to stand up against the wall.

But he was still swaying, looking like he might fall down at any moment.

"You've reached your limit. Clark said calmly:"Don't hold on, have a good sleep, and all your worries will be gone." Natasha stared at him angrily.

"No matter what your purpose is, you will not succeed! Clark smiled after hearing this.

"Isn't it? You, a dignified agent whose hands are stained with blood, wouldn't you believe the lie that evil cannot defeat justice?"

"I can't represent justice, but no one will support a person like you!"

Natasha said

"Oh~! Who am I? Clark smiled and said,"Forget it, these have nothing to do with you, you are going to die anyway.""

Hearing this, Natasha couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, I'm going to die, but I'll be waiting for you in hell!"

She stared at Clark with cold eyes.

Clark shrugged indifferently, then reached out and grabbed Natasha's head.

"In fact, you are not her at all, you know, right?"

Natasha:"？？？"

Click~!

Natasha, who had a question mark on her face, didn't even ask Clark what he meant by this sentence. Her neck was instantly broken by Clark, and her last few hundred health points were instantly wiped out.......

Avengers -1!

At the same time, with the influx of massive experience points, Clark's Superman template finally reached level 49, which is only the last level away from level 50.

He let go of his hand and let Natasha's body fall to the ground.

Clark turned around at this time and looked to the other side.

Over there - the tall Hulk is frantically chasing a black light.

And the black light flying in front turned around and poked the big guy chasing behind him.

Then Hulk would roar furiously and loudly, almost like crazy. He didn't even look back when his teammates died.

"I didn't expect that the soul attack would stimulate this big man, but the effect is a bit mediocre!"

Clark looked at the scene over there, shook his head and said.

The Hulk's attribute values ​​​​are even more exaggerated than those of the Avengers that Clark has solved before. Not only does his health value reach a terrifying level of five million, but his attack power is also Reached thirty-two thousand, eh......

Now it’s thirty-five thousand!

That's right!

The attribute value of this thing will change.

And it's always improving. At the beginning, his health was only four million, but now it has skyrocketed to one million, and his recovery ability is also terrifying, even more terrifying than Clark's level 4 super self-healing!

With such a speed of blood recovery, the damage from the Kiss of Death is nothing to the Hulk.

After fighting for so long, the Hulk only lost a few thousand points of blood. For his total health of five million, a few thousand points of blood are really nothing!

If so, that's all.

Then even if Clark spends more time, he can always wear this guy to death.

But the problem is - the attack of the Kiss of Death makes the Hulk's anger continue to increase, making him more and more crazy.

Accompanying this anger and madness is a massive surge in attribute values.

At the moment, it can still maintain the appearance of deducting dozens of blood points per second, but after a while, Clark is worried that the damage of Death's Kiss will not be able to keep up with his own blood recovery speed!

Moreover, the upper limit of health will also skyrocket. How will we fight then?

"Trouble!"

Clark shook his head.

Then he turned around and went to clean up the battlefield.

As for the Hulk,......

He didn't have any good ideas for the time being, so he could only let it sit for now.

Or let him calm down first, and when the anger subsides, Clark can then find a way to deal with him. It may be much easier by then!

But the problem is......

This guy goes berserk when stimulated, which is also nerve-wracking!!!............

After collecting the things that exploded after the death of several Avengers, Clark mainly looked at the hammer that Thor exploded.

Disappointingly, this thing isn't Mjolmir at all.

But a hammer of purple quality.

Although it also comes with lightning damage, compared with Mjolmir, there is still a gap.

"It's nothing, I can sell it when I get out. Clark then threw it into his backpack, planning to find an opportunity to sell it after leaving the dungeon, including the other equipment in his backpack.

After cleaning the battlefield, Clark looked to the other side

"Howl~！！"

The furious Hulk is still roaring in pursuit of Kiss of Death.

But this guy is very powerful, but his speed is a little less interesting, so he can never catch up and can only continue to unleash incompetent rage from behind.

Seeing this, Clark shook his head, then turned and walked towards the other side.

Since we can’t deal with the Hulk right now, let’s deal with SHIELD first. As for how to deal with it......

Clark already has an idea in mind!

"Chitauri, it looks like we need your help!"......

Above the Atlantic Ocean, 10,000 meters in the air.

At this time, inside the space carrier that had entered stealth mode, Nick Fury, Director of SHIELD, was staring at the picture on the huge screen in front of him with his only eye.

"Who is going to tell me, who is this person? Nick

Fury asked loudly with anger in his tone.

The surrounding agents lowered their heads, and no one dared to speak out for fear of offending the furious director.