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Chapter 40: Are We Going to Lose?
Cold Dew saw it all, it saw everything.
At this moment, John Walker was fighting with a near-life-or-death intensity. He didn't care whether he would get injured or whether it would change the course of the battle. He was just charging forward with a surge of bloodlust.
Even though he managed to kill the enemy in front of him with his superb combat skills and control, he still had no hope of victory against the golden-armored giant.
He turned around and looked at the infinite energy in front of him, which was gradually taking shape from the cascading energy flow, following his will.
Faced with such a formidable opponent, he really...
"John, if we survive this wave, you'll have to call me daddy!!"
After making up her mind, Hanlu finally stopped the six energy points that were gradually forming in her body and began to transform them into a brand new power!
A great force that was never born in this world.
That is light, that is life, that is faith, that is the fusion of all the beautiful creations in the world!
He frantically pieced together that figure, the one he had watched over day and night in the TV series!
"Please grant me... the power of light."
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Meanwhile, on the battlefield, John was still desperately squeezing out all the strength he had left.
Kamala, help me.
"it is good."
With the help of the Muslim girl, countless cones of light rose from the ground, and the huge energy crystal even made the golden giant stagger, but it quickly stood up again.
Its large hands slapped left and right like a sledgehammer, as if shaking up dandelions, just to catch the little grasshoppers frantically trying to escape inside.
John used the momentum to leap, and with the help of the fallen zombie giants, the crystal pillars that rose from the ground, and even the body of the golden-armored giant itself, he frantically swung his shield, striking everything in his path that he could hit.
Several times he narrowly escaped between the golden giant's fingers, hoping to find an opportunity to attack its vitals, but with the sound of metal clashing, John felt that in the instant of the feedback from that enormous force, he almost lost his grip on the shield.
Is this still the vibranium shield that can absorb all power?
That shield that was once elevated to a divine status and called absolutely impenetrable!
John didn't know.
Looking at the golden-armored giant leaning backward in front of him, seemingly about to fall, he inexplicably saw a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of hope for victory.
But as another large hand descended from the sky to grab him, John stared in shock, only managing to shield himself with his shield.
Rumbling--
He crashed hard into the ground, feeling as if the seemingly soft earth had become as hard as reinforced concrete from the impact of his body's acceleration, even leaving a mark that belonged to him.
A sharp pain shot through him, his internal organs screamed in protest, and blood began to gush from his mouth.
The ox talisman in his hand was still emitting its unique light, but he had truly reached his limit.
In a daze, he shouted and could still see the Valkyrie being held in the palm of the golden giant, Icarus who had been completely swallowed by the horde of zombies and piled up like a small mountain, and even Thor in the distance being hit back and forth like a light bulb between several golden giants.
Just like all the advantages they had gained before, it was only a preview of the game. They finally moved from easy mode to hard mode, but only then did they realize that this hard mode might actually be the normal mode.
His mind began to wander, his spirit gradually dissipated, and all he could do was grip his already weakened shield tightly once more—
Even though his elbow was strained and his bones were dislocated from the impact of that attack, and he had hit his own arm.
But we've really reached our limit.
One tremor after another echoed in their ears as the golden-armored giants continued their advance, one of them even reaching the human army.
The human warriors continued to leap high using the divine power bestowed upon them by Thor, unleashing negligible lightning at it. But the other side acted as if bothered by mosquitoes, indifferently waving its giant hand to swat everyone away, then crushing the obstacles in its path into blood and gore.
Some shouted, some roared, but no one retreated.
They are still using their lives to hold up the last line of defense.
Even when Kamala returned to the front lines and unleashed a massive, all-encompassing crystal wall in an attempt to isolate everything, it was easily shattered by the opponent, as if smashing glass!
At least, when Spider-Man tried to go and save the man, his huge body clung to the golden-armored giant, desperately trying to drag him backward, but he couldn't stop the giant's movements at all.
Yes, even if twenty or thirty tons of force is the superhuman limit for the little spider, it is insignificant to these god-like beings!
As the spider silk snapped one by one, the little spider was even pulled away by the force of its own backward movement.
He staggered several steps on the ground, but with the help of others, he stood up again and he and Ant-Man charged forward once more.
Ant-Man tried to control the giant's movements with his telekinesis, while Spider-Man desperately tried to stop him. However, as the giant paused, it turned slightly and slapped both of them away with a large hand.
This obstruction did briefly halt the giant's movements, at least allowing John Walker below to see more clearly.
He had fantasized countless times about the heroes of the Avengers: Iron Man's sci-fi armor, Thor's boundless lightning, and even Captain America's shield.
He fantasized about how great they were, and about whether he could fight alongside them.
But when the crisis truly descended upon everyone, he at least stepped forward.
The only thing that saddened him was that these "heroes" had failed to live up to people's expectations.
Spider-Man rolled to his feet on the ground, only to be struck in the chest by a giant hammer from an Asgardian zombie in the blink of an eye, sending him flying and tumbling several times on the ground.
He saw Ant-Man unconscious inside the glass dome, while an Asgardian zombie raised a giant hammer, ready to smash it down again!
Without the slightest hesitation, he lunged forward and pinned Ant-Man down.
That sure-fire blow struck him directly in the back.
"Um!"
A piercing pain shot through his brain, but the teenager gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound. He took the opportunity to hug the glass dome protecting Ant-Man's head tightly to his chest, and with the help of Doctor Strange's cloak, he was instantly sent flying.
After smashing through a large group of zombie minions, the two finally stopped, but Spider-Man was too exhausted to move anymore.
Through his blurred vision, he looked through his mask at the distant army that had been completely destroyed by the golden-armored giant, and shouted in his heart.
What should I do?