Chapter 1068: Powerful Fallen Angel, Cat and Mouse Game

Click!Click!

A crack rose from the ground and spread upwards at an extremely fast speed.

Then came the second and third cracks. The mountain that suppressed Samael became scarred in just a dozen seconds.

At the same time, sticky black liquid seeped out from the cracks, eroding the mountain and the snow-covered ground.

Gulu!

Peter Parker swallowed hard as his spider-sense sounded a frantic warning.

“Scott, can you throw a few more mountains on it?

I'll go find you some stones."

"If you want me dead, just say so." Scott was also very flustered, but he still pretended to be calm in front of the young version of the superhero Peter Parker.

As a senior, you must remain calm in times like this.

"Is it too late for us to run now? I remember Mr. Gaius had a flying motorcycle.

When you return, ask the Shadow Holy Court to deal with Samael. The Pope has the blessing of the God of Contract and will definitely be able to defeat him."

“No, you don’t know him.

If he saw what was happening here, he might run faster than us."

boom!

As he was speaking, the mountain collapsed.

Countless broken stones stirred up large amounts of smoke and dust, and an oppressive figure stood in the middle of the ruins.

He has dark golden pupils, the upper half of his face is stained with darkness, he looks handsome yet a little ferocious, and behind him are a pair of two-meter-long black wings.

The three of them shuddered in unison, feeling fear instinctively.

Samael shook his head, slowly folded the wings behind him, and gently raised his hand. Zemo, who was unconscious at his feet, floated up and followed him out of the ruins.

"We should have run away just now." Scott said angrily, "Although we may not be able to escape, at least we don't have to face this depressing feeling."

"It's too late to say anything now." T'Challa forced himself to calm down, "Get ready to fight, your opponent is a fallen angel, the real lord of hell."

Scott and Peter Parker looked at each other and mustered up the courage to stand up.

They have almost no chance of winning when facing such an opponent, but everyone is equal in the face of life, and if they don't want to die, they have to fight desperately.

"Foolish mortal, there is no point in struggling in vain." Samael said indifferently, gently placing Zemo's body on a clean piece of snow.

“In fact, I should commend you for being able to force the great king of hell out of his body. This is amazing.

The Earth's technology tree is indeed unique, but it is a fantasy to want to pose a threat to God."

"But I should also be angry, because according to the contract I cannot show up until Zemo completes his revenge.

But now that I have breached the contract unilaterally, I must help him get revenge unconditionally without asking for any compensation.

Originally I could get three high-quality souls consumed by anger, but now I can only get two.

What a failure for a noble demon lord."

"You won't get a soul," T'Challa said.

"Your words don't count. Heaven and Hell once had an agreement that they would not arbitrarily snatch human souls.

But as long as the devil can come to the human world, he has plenty of opportunities to lure mortals into depravity, and this is within the rules of the game.

As long as I can solve these unexpected factors of yours, I can continue this game."

"The referee on Earth won't allow it." T'Challa opened his sharp claws and rushed towards Samael at an extremely fast speed.

Black Panther's suit is made of vibranium. Except for a small flaw on the neck, its defensive attributes are maximized.

If one wanted to test the abilities of this Sin of Wrath, he was the perfect person to do it.

boom!

T'Challa flew back at an even faster speed, leaving a human-shaped mark on the snow.

Samael slowly flicked the dust off his hands, looked at T'Challa with contempt and said, "What makes you think you can fight me now?

You are moving very fast, but in my eyes you are almost standing still."

T'Challa stood up with a somersault. He looked at Spider-Man and Ant-Man on his left and right very seriously. "It's time to test our tacit understanding. If we fight hard, there may be a glimmer of hope."

"We have no other choice." Scott said carelessly, and a red flying saucer appeared silently in the palm of his right hand.

The next moment, he threw the flying saucer with force and hit Samael.

A golden light flashed in Samael's pupils, and the red dart suddenly stopped in mid-air, turning into particles and dissipating.

At the same time, T'Challa and Peter Parker attacked at the same time, attacking from the left and right sides.

Peter Parker was faster and jumped to Samael before T'Challa, shooting out two spider silks to wrap around his hands.

T'Challa followed closely and swung out with his sharp claws.

"Naive." Samael sneered, raised his right hand easily and grabbed T'Challa's wrist, as if the spider silk in his hand did not exist at all.

Peter Parker had thought about stopping it and grabbed the two spider silks tightly, but his strength was far inferior to Samael's, and he was pulled back before he could react.

T'Challa felt a squeezing sensation on his wrist and was horrified to discover that there were several shallow dents on his indestructible vibranium suit.

"Are you surprised?" Samael seemed to have noticed T'Challa's shock, "Actually, there's no need to be so surprised. As long as the power is strong enough, there is nothing that cannot be destroyed.

Even divine weapons have a limit to what they can bear, let alone mere vibranium."

T'Challa's pupils contracted slightly, and then he let out a loud shout, turned over and kicked Samael in the neck.

Samael leaned back to avoid the blow and yanked the web hard, flinging Peter Parker toward T'Challa.

boom!

The two men collided with each other and flew backwards together, breaking a row of trees.

However, both of them are the type that can take a beating, and with Black Panther acting as a cushion, it wasn't a big deal.

"Oh, by the way, there's another bug." Samael had a playful smile on his face as he looked at Ant-Man who was staggering and running between his fingers.

Scott jumped up with great reluctance and punched Samael in the face.

But when he jumped into the air, he was greeted by a slender finger with a hint of black.

Hitting this finger with a fist is as ridiculous as an ant trying to shake a tree.

The next moment, Scott flew backwards like a cannonball.

Just when he was about to come into close contact with a hard rock, a spider web blocked his way in time and caught him.

Scott quickly enlarged his body and tumbled off the spider web in a daze, "Thanks."

"You okay, Scott?"

"I'm fine, just... a little dizzy." After Scott said that, his head tilted and he fainted.

The side effects of the enlargement still manifested themselves, and holding on until now was already his limit.

"Dizziness is normal and short-lived." Samael walked slowly towards the group, his calm voice carrying a heavy tone of pressure.

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed in front of Scott, and his five fingers chopped down, and his black nails almost drew a cutting wave.

T'Challa pushed Scott away and raised his arms to block.

呲!

Samael's palm easily broke through T'Challa's arms, but its trajectory changed slightly and passed through his shoulder.

A series of sparks flashed across the vibranium suit, and a white scratch stood out on the black suit.

Wisps of white smoke floated out from the scratches, and for the first time, T'Challa felt obvious pain, as if he had been severely whipped.

"This is impossible."

"Face the reality, mortal.

You are Black Panther, but you are not Bastet, or even her spokesperson."

Hearing this, T'Challa angrily opened his claws and fangs and lunged forward with all his might.

Samael shook his head in disappointment, spread his wings slightly behind him, hovered in the air, and stepped on T'Challa's shoulders.

Pfft!

T'Challa fell to the ground, leaving a hole several meters in size.

Seeing this, Peter Parker clenched his fist and hit Samael hard.

Faced with this sudden attack, Samael calmly raised his fist to meet it.

boom!

Violent vibrations echoed in the air, seemingly of equal magnitude.

"Once again, good power."

Peter Parker smiled bitterly in his heart, his advantage in strength was completely gone.

And judging from Samael's nonchalant attitude, his power is far more than that.

The next moment, Peter Parker's mind was sending out wild warnings.

He dodged almost instinctively, and then saw a dark light flash past his eyes.

"Gift crab!"

"Was that... instinct?" Samael murmured thoughtfully, looking at Peter Parker with a hint of amusement in his eyes, "I haven't been to the human world for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that humans nowadays are so interesting."

Samael looked like he had found a new toy, with a slight grin on his face. "Perhaps you can excite me a little. Are you interested in a game of cat and mouse?"

"No interest, not at all." Peter Parker waved his hands hurriedly.

Samael didn't care about his thoughts. Some black lines appeared on his hands and he stabbed at Peter Parker.

The spider sense emerged in his mind again, reminding him to get away, otherwise something very terrible would happen.

Peter Parker dodged with a backflip, but the black hand followed closely, seemingly slowly but actually approaching his face very quickly.

A dark and cold feeling overwhelmed Peter Parker, who felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He almost saw his Uncle Ben waving at him.

Snapped!

Driven by the instinct for survival, he swung out a spider silk and created some distance between himself and Samael.

Click!

Samael's palm brushed against the trunk of a tree, and the thick trunk instantly rotted and broke.

Gulu!

Peter Parker swallowed hard and cursed in his heart.

He's just a little spider, is it necessary to play with him so cruelly?

Ant-Man just fainted, and Black Panther was only slightly injured, not to the point where he couldn't move. Why did you have to kill him?

This is different from what Mr. Stark said!

There will be danger, but the reliable Mr. Gaius will protect them.

But now the situation is so critical that he can't even find anyone. This is not even a joke!

......

Bucky stared with wide eyes at Peter Parker who was twisting and turning in the woods, with spider silk shooting in different directions, trying to avoid Samael's death hand in various ways and postures. Then he looked at Aaron who was sitting nearby and feeding Abe with great interest, and felt inexplicably depressed.

"Master, it's almost done!"

“Hmm!” Aaron looked into the distance and rubbed Abe’s dragon head, “The three of them are just mortals after all, but it is remarkable that they can force out Samael’s demonic true form.

If you could be promoted to demigod one day earlier, there would be no need for me to personally take action in this situation.

There is a risk of exposing one's identity, and it can also lead to a loss of reputation."

Bucky: ...

"After all, they are the Seven Deadly Sins, and they were once Seraphs, which is at least equivalent to Sequence Two.

Even if he becomes a demigod, we may not be able to defeat him."

“It’s true that we can’t defeat him in Hell, but the demons’ strength on Earth is greatly suppressed. Even if he comes here in his true form, he can only exert the power of Sequence 4 at most.

Otherwise, even if I don't use magic, I won't be his opponent."

Bucky was speechless and changed the subject angrily, "The most urgent task now is to defeat him. The kid is almost unable to hold on."

"Of course, of course." Aaron took out the red spider lily and spun it casually.

He then took out the magic carpet and several bottles of omnipotent potions from his space ring.

"While I'm holding Samael back, you go and take them to a safe place, especially Zemo. Don't forget about him.

These potions can help them recover from their injuries and adjust their condition.

You'd better drink a bottle, lest you don't even have the strength to resist the Avengers."

"Wait." Buggy said in confusion, "If you're going to fight in person, shouldn't you avoid them?"

“Using magic is to avoid them.

But that's just Samael, not Lucifer, and it's not worth my serious consideration.

What's more, people only want to believe what they see. Only when they see the battle between the Regeneration Master and the Alchemist against the demons, will they truly believe that I am not a magician. "

Bucky nodded, not quite understanding. "Got it."

"Master, what about me?" Abei pointed at himself, "Do you need me to come out?"

"Let me test my current physical strength first. Come back when I call you."

......

Peter Parker swung into the air on the spider silk and was about to shoot the spider silk to gain leverage to dodge, but the web shooter only made a clicking sound.

The spider silk was consumed too quickly just now, and the spider silk in my hand is the last bit of "ammunition" in the spider web launcher.

"grass!"

Peter Parker drew a parabola in the air, but a pair of black wings appeared on his landing trajectory.

"Game over, kid."

Samael raised the corner of his mouth slightly and stretched out his right hand with black lines on it.

The spider sense issued an unprecedented crazy warning, but Peter Parker was powerless. He couldn't fly, and it was too late to replace new spider silk.

“I’m sorry, Aunt May, but I may not be able to go back this time.

Sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Stark.

Feel sorry..."

boom!

Gunshots suddenly rang out from a distance, interrupting Peter Parker's guilty apology. His spider sense seemed to be stuck, and he was still a little unbelievable when he landed safely.