After being kicked out of the Avengers, I built the Evil God Shelter

A day later, Rogers, a U.S. team on a motorcycle, arrived outside the construction site of Taikun Construction Company.

Before he could get closer, he already smelled disgusting.

The smell was familiar to Rogers, and he had smelled it countless times when he was on the battlefield.

As long as the battlefield full of corpses is not cleaned up for half a month, those corpses will rot and tatter, and then emit such a smell.

That kind of battle is often tens of thousands of deaths and sacrifices to have such a taste.

And now that the construction site in front of him actually emits such a smell, doesn’t it mean that there are more people who died here than he knows?

Thinking of this, Rogers frowned, he felt that he was right to leave the others and come directly.

As a superhero, as Captain America, he must be there when everyone needs him, not hide behind and watch.

After getting out of the car, Rogers took out a face towel to cover his mouth and nose, and then cautiously headed towards the construction site.

His pace spans widely, but that doesn’t mean Rogers is slack now.

He consciously shielded the vibranium shield on his chest, a position that could protect his neck at any time.

Yesterday in the projection he had clearly seen that the means of killing this statue was to pinch the neck.

Although Rogers thinks it should be difficult for the other party to pinch it with his own physique.

But Rogers is still very careful, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, he does not want to roll over like Banner the Hulk.

And he didn’t dare to guarantee that he would be as lucky as Banner, the person who controlled the black mist before obviously let Banner live.

The people behind the scenes deliberately made Stark think that the black fog could be easily contained and captured.

It greatly reduced everyone’s vigilance against the black fog, and their mistake eventually caused great trauma to the Avengers.

Rogers was dissatisfied with Stark’s tantrum yesterday, and they had repeatedly reminded him during the meeting, telling him to keep a strict eye on the black fog and not let it have a chance.

And everyone knows about the development of things later.

Rogers didn’t think Stark could come to his rescue in time in this situation.

So with this in mind, Rogers opened the door of the construction site with special care.

The rusty door creaked open, and Rogers walked in very warily.

As soon as he walked in, Rogers felt a sticky and greasy feeling under his feet, and he glanced at it with an afterglow, only to see that the ground was full of foul-smelling sticky brown-red liquid.

This mucus is so much that it has not reached his ankles, which is afraid that if he were an ordinary person, he would even struggle to walk, let alone run.

If you are targeted by that statue, you will definitely die.

Fortunately, Rogers’ uniform was specially made, and the obstruction of the viscous liquid to his movement was greatly weakened.

Both equipment and physical fitness are Rogers’ confidence.

After discovering that the mucus had little effect on him, Rogers focused his main attention on his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, the entire construction site is filled with dark green smoke, which is very dense.

Rogers is also familiar with this smoke, which is a miasma emanating from the corpse after a long period of decay, and it is very toxic.

Ordinary people can feel dizzy after taking two breaths, which is more terrifying than the white miasma seen in the mountains.

The cloth wrapped around his face had completely turned dark green, and it was hard to imagine what it would be like if he inhaled and exhaled directly.

Rogers tried to control the frequency of his breathing, trying not to let the cloth consume too quickly.

Through the mist, he faintly saw the shadow of a huge shrine, and the corpse “wind chimes” on the four corners were swaying.

Just as he squinted his eyes and observed carefully, the green fog in front of him rolled violently.

Then, a fishy smell hit, not to mention that it was the attack of small peanuts.

Rogers, who was waiting for the battle, subconsciously raised his shield to resist.

With a muffled “pop”, Rogers only felt as if he had been hit by a meteorite, and his entire body flew backwards uncontrollably.

“Ahem…”

The powerful impact made Rogers feel a pain all over his body, he couldn’t help but cough lightly twice, and when he got up from the ground, he even felt that his strength was almost exhausted.

Sitting up, Captain America breathed hard.

The heavy blow just now actually made the US team have a short breath difficulty!

This shocked Rogers!

After injecting the serum, he had never encountered such a powerful opponent!

He was breathless with just one blow.

However, when he looked down at the vibranium shield in his hand.

The shock and shock in my heart are even stronger!

The shield on his hand, which was completely made of vibranium, was actually knocked out of a depression alive.

Vibranium, the hardest metal on earth!

Even a hard RPG can no longer leave the slightest trace on the surface of the shield.

But now, just resisting the opponent’s blow, the shield made of vibranium appear not shallow dents.

How powerful is the enemy?

How strong is that murderous statue?!

Rogers’ pupils shrank sharply, his heart skipped a beat, and he thought that his shield would be knocked away.

But he never imagined that his impregnable shield would one day be damaged.

After all, no one in the Avengers had ever been able to damage the shield.

And the statue in front of him has done it, does this mean in some way that its attack ability is far superior to that of the Avengers?

Rogers felt that yes, the statue that attacked him had a crushing advantage in strength.

Just when Rogers was extremely shocked in his heart, Little Peanut did not give Captain America any respite.

It rushed over again as Captain America just got up.

This time it was still a blow to the neck!

Rogers did not dare to clash with Little Peanut, so he could only use his shield to block while rolling on the ground full of viscous foul-smelling liquid to dodge.

During this period, he didn’t talk about looking at Little Peanut, and he dodged in time several times, almost making Little Peanut “enthusiastically” hug him.

And in order to make up for these mistakes, the shield in his hand was repeatedly used to resist.

Correspondingly, the shield made of vibranium has been dented everywhere, and there is no shield shape at all, it looks like a tattered pot lid, and it has no ability to protect.

Rogers knew very well that as long as the statue in front of him attacked himself one more time, he would die!

Captain America regretted it.

Stark and Natasha were right to consider.

Until you understand the mechanics of this monster, it is better not to mess with it.

Otherwise, it will be like he is now, not to mention the dilemma, it can only be said that he will definitely die.

But there is no regret medicine in the world, Rogers has almost accepted his fate, and all he is doing now is just a stubborn resistance.

How could he ever think that he would be beaten like a pig in a corner without the ability to resist, and even have no hope of escaping?

Now that I think about it, Rogers feels that his initiative is indeed too reckless.

Just as the fishy wind hit again, a heaven-shaking thunderclap sounded.