#1065 - Blame it all on the devil, there is no ordinary person on the plane

Bang!

James Barnes, or Bucky Barnes, fell from mid-air onto a seat, then slid down the seat very smoothly.

With his eyes closed and breathing evenly, he slept like a dead pig.

“Tsk!” Aaron couldn’t help but smacking his lips, then he walked up to him, swung his right hand, and slapped Bucky on the cheek.

Bang!

The clear clapping sound spread far away, creating a ripple on the golden sea of ​​clouds.

Bucky opened his eyes dazedly, rubbed his cheeks subconsciously, and then spat out a few bloody teeth.

"This... doesn't have to be so excessive!"

"After rescuing you from the interrogation chair, I have been trying to wake you up, but it turns out that gentle methods don't seem to work, so I have to use ruthless methods." Aaron was not embarrassed at all, "Don't worry, the injuries you suffered here will not leave any traces when you return to the real world."

"What you mean is that if you want to really wake me up, you have to slap me again when I return to the real world?" Bucky asked with a somewhat unnatural look.

"Well...it's not impossible."

"Is there no other way?"

"Physical attack is the best method I can think of. There are other methods, but they will be more painful."

"Just don't hit me in the face."

Aaron raised an eyebrow, "What did he do to you?"

"Give me a shot, enough to keep me asleep until tomorrow morning."

"Zemo did not resist and surrendered.

He just showed us a surveillance video of you killing Howard Stark and his wife."

"You all know?"

"Besides me, there's T'Challa, Scott Lang, and Peter Parker.

The four of us saw it very clearly. You absolutely cannot hide this matter.

So don't leave anything to chance, be prepared to face Tony Stark, no, to be exact, be prepared to face the angry Iron Man. "

"This day has finally come." Bucky sighed, "Howard's son! I will face this, but I will never surrender."

"I think so." Aaron nodded with relief, "Your life is mine now. You can't die unless I let you die."

"By the way, I think you said before that if I can't solve it, you have a way to cover it." Bucky's eyes flashed with hope, "What way?"

"Erase your memory." Aaron said lightly, "As long as you don't remember this incident, it is equivalent to non-existence."

"Is there any other solution?"

"Yes, there is a simpler and more brutal method, but the effect may not be that good." Aaron said thoughtfully, "Be open and honest.

I can bring the Howards back to the living world briefly so they can have a face-to-face talk with you and Tony Stark.

But I can’t guarantee the outcome.”

“You can do this?” Bucky asked in amazement.

"Magic itself is synonymous with miracles." Aaron said bluntly, "and the miracles I master are beyond your imagination."

"What do you need me to do?"

“Prepare statues of the same proportions as the Howards and bring them to the Shadow Temple. I’ll have Geer prepare them in advance.

But you have to find a way to convince Tony Stark and make him willingly follow you into the Holy Court."

Bucky nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, I understand."

"Let's get back to the point and talk about Helmut Zemo." Aaron said confidently, "He is possessed by a demon, so he shouldn't be afraid of three surface-level super soldiers.

But he didn't resist, and got on the plane with us obediently."

"The devil must have his own purpose, and this plane will take him where he wants to go." Bucky said thoughtfully, and then his pupils shrank slightly, "The Avengers?"

"Yes, I think so too." Aaron grinned. "I don't know what his purpose is, but no matter what his purpose is, he can't succeed even if he comes to celebrate the birthday."

"So?" Bucky asked in confusion, "Except for you, no one on this plane can be his opponent.

Are you going to do it yourself? How can this devil be so worthy of such a task? "

"You don't have to use magic to deal with demons." Aaron said seriously, "According to my analysis, this demon is definitely not up to the standard of a Heavenly Father. At best, he is just a sub-Heavenly Father.

However, due to the existence of a super magic circle on Earth, he may not even be able to display the strength of a Sub-Father. At best, he is only at the standard of an initial Sub-Father, not much stronger than the Son of Hell.

I brought Abe with me to Siberia, and I also brought enough equipment, so I may be able to kill him."

“Uh…” Bucky opened his mouth, “There must be other reasons!”

He thought he had some understanding of this master, so he would not take action if he could avoid it.

Even if this is a demon, he should not interfere. At most, he would expose the demon's identity.

"Indeed, I have no interest in demons, and I do not care whether they are dead or alive.

But I am more interested in Zemo. He is the captain of Sokovia's secret assassination team. He designed a series of plans against the Avengers with his mortal body and enough patience.

Enough wisdom, enough calmness, and enough ruthlessness, this kind of talent is exactly what I need."

Bucky seemed to understand something and asked incredulously, "You don't want to take him as your follower, do you?"

"No?"

"Is this okay? He is..."

As Bucky spoke, his tone suddenly froze and he smiled bitterly.

He used to be the Winter Soldier. To be honest, Helmut Moser's identity is much more innocent than his.

"I want to give him a chance, but he's not brainwashed by Hydra, he doesn't have a good brother named Steve Rogers to vouch for him, and he doesn't have an agent named Nick Fury to arrange an identity for him.

Therefore, it is difficult to clear his name, after all, he was the one who planned the UN bombing.

But if it is discovered at this time that there is a demon living in his body, then it would be natural to put all the blame on the demon, and he would just be a poor man being exploited by the demon.

Plus, with his status as a Sokovian royal, it would be much easier to clean up his name. At most, he would just have to give up some of his interests!"

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"Master, you are so cunning!"

"Um?"

"Think long-term, think long-term." Bucky immediately changed his words.

“I’m counting on you now. We just got on the plane, and Wakanda’s planes are more advanced than the Quinjet.

The plane will leave the snowfield in 20 minutes at most, and it will return to the Avengers base in 4 hours at most. "Aaron looked at Bucky meaningfully and said, "I need you to expose Zemo's identity as a demon as quickly as possible and control the battlefield in this sparsely populated no-man's land."

"I'm here to expose the devil's identity?" Buggy pointed at himself in confusion, "Are you sure?"

"Nonsense, if it's not you, then is it me?

You are the one who knows him best on this plane, so it's only natural that you would find some flaws!"

"That's not what I meant, Master." Buggy said speechlessly, "My current character is just an ordinary super soldier, not a church clergyman, nor an exorcist.

Moreover, you have just seen the surveillance video of me killing the Howards. If I identify Zemo as a devil at this time, no one will believe it. Instead, they will think that I am deliberately taking revenge on him.

What's worse is that it's easy to alert the evil spirit, and the evil spirit will hide deeper."

Da! Da! Da!

Aaron tapped the tabletop lightly with his index finger and said thoughtfully, "Your consideration is not unreasonable, but it's not a big problem."

“Isn’t this a problem?”

"It's really not a problem, because there's no one on the plane who is a normal person, you know what I mean?"

Bucky blinked a few times blankly, then nodded in a daze, "Isn't this a bit...harmful to others and not beneficial to yourself?"

"As long as we can achieve our goal, this is the easiest way." Aaron smiled casually, "This is an order, Bucky."

“Yes, sir.” Bucky said awkwardly.

Snap!

Aaron snapped his fingers, pushed Bucky's consciousness out of the spiritual world, and returned to reality.

......

Aaron opened his eyes, pretended to stretch, and turned to look at the unconscious Bucky.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he said, "Parker, give him a hand and hold him up.

I'll try to wake him up, so he can at least be mentally prepared before facing Tony."

"Yes, sir." Peter Parker immediately walked over to Bucky and helped him up from his seat.

Aaron walked up to Bucky, took out a thumb-sized blue bottle from the space ring, squeezed a drop of liquid from the bottle and dripped it on the nail of his right index finger.

whoosh!

With a flick of his finger, the nail turned blue and automatically extended forward the length of a finger, like a sharp spike.

"Waterfa..." Peter Parker's eyes widened, "What is this?"

"What a fuss! Everyone has some unique skills these days!" Aaron said nonchalantly, then pinched his index finger and blue liquid spurted out from his fingertips.

"Don't blame me, it's not polite to slap someone in the face!"

puff!

Aaron stabbed a finger into Bucky's chest, and the blue solution was injected into his body.

The next moment, Bucky's body trembled violently as if he was electrocuted, and he woke up in the pain.

The pain came and went quickly. In just a few seconds, Bucky recovered from the tremor, but a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"How does it feel? Is it particularly exciting?"

“Thank you,” Bucky said insincerely. “Are we on a plane?”

"We are on our way to the Avengers' base." T'Challa said solemnly, "You have a few hours to rest before we reach our destination."

"Yes! Have a good rest. The situation you are going to face next will be very complicated." Peter Parker said reluctantly, "We all know it, and Mr. Stark will know it soon too."

"Know what?" Bucky asked in feigned confusion.

"We know that you killed his parents." Scott shook his head and sighed, "Brother, to be honest, we sympathize with your situation and we know that you didn't do those things voluntarily.

But we can't help you, the hatred is too great, we can only wish you good luck.

If you die later, I will try to make time to attend your funeral. This is the only thing I can do."

Buggy nodded dejectedly, then looked at Zemo, who had a blank expression on his face, "Did you do this?"

“It’s me, the surveillance record is on the plane.

You can destroy it if you want! But the fact that you killed the Howards cannot be covered up unless you kill everyone on the plane."

"What is your purpose?"

"Split the Avengers." Peter Parker interrupted, "And he will succeed because you will be the fuse that will cause Iron Man and Captain America to...fight."

"What's worse is that we were involved in this matter." Scott covered his face with some embarrassment, "I suddenly felt like an accomplice, a very innocent accomplice."

"Yeah!" Peter Parker also sat aside in disappointment, "Mr. Stark certainly didn't expect such an unexpected gain, his enemy is the best friend of his best friend.

Mr. Barnes, it would be better if you were a bad guy, then the situation would not be so complicated, and Mr. Stark would not have any psychological burden to seek revenge. "

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Bucky rolled his eyes at Peter Parker speechlessly. This kid is somewhat stubborn. He hopes that he is a bad guy. Does he deserve to die?

"Your physical condition is not very good, and you may not be able to fight in the short term." T'Challa reminded, "We will not interfere in your feud with Tony Stark.

But a friendly reminder, you are not in a good condition to face him now."

"I know, but we can't avoid what we have to face." Bucky laughed at himself, and then looked at the autopilot plane meaningfully. "This plane is good, very advanced, even more advanced than S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Quinjet."

"This is Wakanda's technology," T'Challa said with some pride, "It was invented by my sister Shuri's research team."

"Great, can I have a look?"

"Okay." T'Challa made a gesture of invitation, "But don't move around randomly, and don't..."

Before he finished speaking, T'Challa's face changed drastically, because Bucky had walked to the driver's seat and raised his mechanical arm.

"What are you doing? Stop it."

Bang!

Buggy punched out, and the force carried by the metal arm easily penetrated the host screen, creating a black hole in the console.

Sparks exploded instantly, blue electric currents flashed across the surfaces of various mechanical devices, and white smoke rose.

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