Chapter 123: gutrot's Wonderful Use
"Alright boys." Natasha interrupted the conversation.
"Let's get down to serious business first."
"Ahem." Steve cleared his throat. "Natasha is right, we should be more serious."
"Roger." Hawkeye's tone still carried a hint of a smile, but he immediately retracted it because he heard footsteps coming from behind him.
Drawing his bow and nocking an arrow, turning around and aiming, all in one smooth motion. After seeing the person pouncing from behind, with the characteristic feature of the Extremis Virus - flames erupting from both hands, Hawkeye did not hesitate at all and released the bowstring.
The arrow shot from the bowstring, instantly piercing into the attacker's right eye socket. The attacker screamed and fell down.
"Guys, I've got a new guest over here." Hawkeye reported his situation. Even though he succeeded in one strike, he didn't relax. Instead, he nocked another arrow, drew his bow, and aimed at the attacker crawling on the ground.
"How's the situation? Can you handle it alone?" Steve's inquiry came through.
"Still under control for now." Seeing the opponent trying to get up, Hawkeye immediately shot the prepared arrow.
The arrow pierced through the attacker's throat. The special arrowhead, upon contacting the ground, unfolded into three claws, firmly gripping the ground and pinning him to the ground.
"Be careful, Captain, I think they might have more than just this one reinforcements."
"Thanks for the reminder." Steve expressed his gratitude for Hawkeye's intelligence.
"Unfortunately, it's not needed anymore, I've already seen them."
Just as Steve said, about a dozen ill-intentioned guys surrounded them from all directions of the parking lot.
Steve watched the encircling ring, standing in readiness. Luckily, they had just dispersed the general public, which could be considered a blessing in disguise.
"Need to call for reinforcements, Captain?" Natasha asked on the communication channel.
"Yes." Steve replied.
Killian put on the overcoat handed over by his subordinate. Although he was still going commando underneath, it was still better than being naked.
"Deal with them." Killian issued the order and turned to leave.
"Tell them to hurry, Natasha." Steve dodged an enemy's attack and urged.
"Killian is about to run."
"No need to worry, Captain." gutrot used mud to break down the offensive of several enemies.
"I already called for reinforcements when Hawkeye was attacked, they should be here now."
As if to echo gutrot's words, a transport aircraft appeared above the parking lot amidst the roar of its engine.
Several dark figures jumped out of the transport aircraft before it even landed, using a standard superhero landing to land on the ground.
"Looks like we arrived just in time." Fourarms stood up, forcefully bumping his fists together in front of his chest, making a dull thudding sound.
"If you ask me, we shouldn't have tried to be low-key from the start." Thor twirled the hammer in his hand, clearly scoffing at Steve's plan.
"In the end, we still have to make a high-profile appearance."
"Plans can't keep up with changes, Thor." Diamondhead defended Steve.
"Steve's idea was right, it's just that something went wrong in the process, which no one could have predicted."
"Even if what you said makes sense." Thor didn't argue further on this matter, he looked at the enemies surrounding them with great interest.
"Let's talk big principles after we're done fighting!"
The Extremis Virus injectors' expressions turned serious. Although they didn't recognize some of the big guys, they had heard of Thor's reputation. The enemies in front of them did not allow them to relax even slightly.
After seeing the Avengers' reinforcements, Killian further quickened his footsteps and ran towards the outside of the parking lot, where his subordinate had left a car for him.
Of course, Killian didn't think his car could outrun the spaceship the Avengers came in. He was just trying to complete the mission Ultron gave him, and he had to escape with all his might before the mission was completed.
"That guy is going to run." Thor noticed the sprinting Killian, swung his hammer, and hurled it towards Killian.
Killian's subordinates certainly wouldn't let Thor get his wish. More than a dozen people pounced towards Mjolnir, preparing to use their physical body to block it.
The power of the divine hammer. After smashing more than a dozen bodies, Mjolnir continued to advance towards Killian. Killian heard the sound of air being torn coming from behind him, shifted his body to the left, and barely dodged the strike at the cost of having his right hand shattered.
But Killian's movements didn't pause at all. He went around Mjolnir and continued to run towards the outside of the scene, regardless of everything.
Seeing that one strike failed, Thor frowned and recalled his hammer, preparing to give Killian another one. Clearly, there were simpler methods, but Thor still chose to throw his hammer, obviously getting into a tussle with Killian.
At this time, the enemies who had been smashed also repaired their broken limbs one after another, rushing towards Thor and the others wave after wave, preparing to create an opportunity for Killian to escape.
"Looks like an army from Hell." Thor complained.
These people carried flames left behind when their wounds fused. Some even had cracks on their bodies that were slowly repairing, with sparks occasionally splashing out. Their expressions were ferocious, indeed almost like the legendary demons from Hell.
Just as Thor was about to swing his hammer to deal with these people, a hand stopped him. Thor followed the hand and saw that it was gutrot, who had been silent since just now.
"Fighting like this will never end." gutrot said.
"Leave it to me."
After saying that, he walked towards the enemies rushing towards them. It wasn't hard to notice from the front that inside gutrot's transparent abdomen, gases of different colors were rapidly churning, just like a witch's cauldron in fairy tales.
"Working for the boss wave after wave, the company isn't even yours, how can you guys not understand?" gutrot shook his head, saying words of cynicism formed by his race.
"You're all being PUAd by the boss, a little bit of benefit has blinded your eyes, wake up."
gutrot thrust his hands forward and with a sound, white smoke sprayed out from all the round holes all over his body, instantly enveloping both gutrot himself and all the enemies.
"Is this guy alright?" Thor frowned and asked Fourarms beside him.
"gutrot is definitely fine, those guys are not necessarily." Fourarms said with certainty.
"And I advise everyone not to approach that white mist." Grey Matter looked at the white mist with lingering fear.
"Who knows what kind of thing he synthesized?"
"We're familiar with each other, but if you talk nonsense, I'll still sue you for defamation." gutrot's voice came from inside the smoke.
Outdoors, the uncontrolled white mist was quickly blown away by the wind, and everyone was finally able to see the scene inside.
The white mist dissipated, and only gutrot was standing in the original place. All the other enemies had fallen to the ground, looking like they had fainted. At the same time, they no longer had the characteristics produced by the Extremis Virus on their bodies.
"A large amount of Extremis Virus antidote, plus a little bit of sedative. Oh right, because of personal preference, I also added a bit of mint scent."
(End of Chapter)