Chapter 593 The Best Masseur Pietro
Deadly black shadows surged like a tide.
In the center of the tide, scarlet energy was spreading and rotating in a spherical shape.
The last time Wanda encountered such a fierce battle was in Mephisto's hell.
The Sentinel's endless black shadow had engulfed the Earth, and was now gathering towards her like a rising tide.
Chaos magic can modify reality, and the Sentinels can also modify reality.
Even if Wanda tried hard, she couldn't easily defeat the Sentinel.
The opponent is very strong. He is the strongest enemy Wanda has ever encountered among so many humans on Earth in the multiverse, except for Leon.
And the fallen Earth is completely the Sentinels' home turf.
She also needed to protect Carter, so she couldn't use her full strength.
Fortunately, those shadows still can't stop Wanda.
Wanda's chaos magic pushed outward layer by layer.
As long as the battle continued, it would only be a matter of time before she defeated the sentinel hidden in the darkness.
But Wanda was worried about the Avengers who had been transferred away, and what she lacked was time.
"I'm sorry, Jarvis, but I'll leave the task of calming the sentinels to God."
In Wanda's palm, which was surging with scarlet magic power, a hanging ring suddenly appeared.
The hanging ring is inlaid with the Time and Reality gems.
Wanda turned her finger over and put on the dangling ring, deciding to send the Sentinel to see God without holding back.
And just then.
Crisp cracking sounds rang out from every corner of the surrounding space.
Wanda was stunned.
"On your left!" Captain America's voice came from her ear.
Carter and Wanda looked over.
A huge iron barrel-head shattered the black shadow and rushed out from the tidal shadows.
Hanging on that head are Captain America, Banner and six other people. Except Tony, all the people who were teleported away are here.
As for Tony, there is no doubt that this huge red iron barrel head is his masterpiece.
"Don't worry, little girl, we're coming!"
Hawkeye stepped on Iron Bucket Head's ear, drew his bow and put an arrow on it, and the two gems on the longbow shone brightly.
"Leon helped me name this move, it's called Meteor!"
The bowstring was stretched to its widest angle, and blue and purple light bloomed like sparks between the bow and arrow.
There is never any need to worry about Hawkeye's crosshairs.
He unclenched his fingers.
hum!
The bowstring trembled, and a stream of blue-purple light pierced through the darkness in an instant like a meteor in the night.
Violent air currents swept across the sky along the path.
Wherever it passed, space was covered with cracks like glass and quickly shattered.
The endless black shadows exploded like a balloon that had been punctured.
At the end of the darkness, the sentry, clad in black and like a shadow, raised his hand.
He wanted to use the same trick again and block the arrow in front of himself.
But he was too slow this time.
Before he could use his ability, the arrow carrying the power of space had already jumped through space and arrived directly in front of him.
boom!
The arrow hit the sentry straight.
The tremendous energy exploded, rolling and sweeping around.
This arrow pierces the stars.
When the tumbling energy had not yet extinguished and everyone could not see the status of the sentinels clearly.
Pietro took a step and jumped from the red iron barrel head into the air.
The soles of his feet rubbed against the air, producing a blue-green glow.
Every step in the air creates ripples of energy.
He actually started running in the air like that.
"You're pretty fast, right? Now let me show you who's the fastest!"
The shoes blessed by the Space Stone and the Time Stone look like rocket boosters on Pietro's feet.
Everyone just saw him jump out, and the next moment he rushed into the energy tide.
Pietro's figure cut through the diffuse blue-purple energy.
Everyone saw clearly that in the core area after the energy explosion, the sentinel was shot in the chest, and his entire chest armor was torn and flying in the wind.
He held Hawkeye's arrow in his hand, and his already dark body made it impossible to tell whether he was injured or not.
At this time, Pietro rushed forward.
While cursing, "You're so fast," he punched hard.
Snapped!clap clap!clap clap clap!
Pietro was extremely fast, punching continuously as fast as a propeller.
In a blurry fist shadow.
The sound of each punch hitting flesh is faster than the fastest Gatling gun.
In two or three seconds, he punched the sentry about six thousand times.
Moreover, the punches were all-around, so that the sentry was hit on the chest and back.
"Humph, see? This is the real speed!"
After throwing thousands of punches in one breath, Pietro stopped with great satisfaction.
He turned around and said to the others, "Don't worry, I will hold back and will not let the sentry be killed."
After saying this, his face twisted slightly and he endured it for a moment.
But in the end, he couldn't help it, and suddenly shook his palms, and couldn't help blowing air on the back of his hands.
“Hiss, whoosh, it hurts!”
Pietro folded his hands over his chest with a wink.
He was hit with thousands of punches just now, and the back of his hand isn't covered in blood thanks to his extraordinary physique.
"..."
The others in the distance didn't know what to say.
"Pietro, what are you doing! Get out of the way!"
Suddenly Captain America shouted and swung out his shield.
The shield actually began to flicker after it left his hand, and in the blue gem energy, it jumped through space and appeared directly in front of Pietro.
when!
With a crisp bang, the shield was knocked away and hit Pietro, taking him flying backwards with it.
“What’s going on?!”
Pietro reacted in mid-air.
He grabbed the shield, did a somersault, and used his shoes to keep himself steady in the air.
Then turn your head and look back.
The sentry maintained a punching posture, with his torn clothes flying on his chest, but other than that there was nothing unusual.
The thousands of punches before didn't seem to have any effect on him.
"Is this guy's body made of steel like Superman?" Pietro's eyes widened.
Coincidentally, the sentry also looked up at him.
Two faint white lights under the dark face.
Pietro was shocked all over and had a bad premonition in his heart, as if he was an antelope blocked on a cliff by tigers and leopards.
Sure enough, the next moment the sentry disappeared and appeared behind Pietro.
"Teleport!?"
Pietro's pupils and heart were shaking.
He took a step forward without hesitation, entering a state of rapid movement and narrowly dodged a punch from the sentry.
But this time the sentry seemed to have his eyes on Pietro, and he appeared on Pietro's side again and punched him in an instant.
That powerful fist carried deadly murderous intent.
Pietro dodged again with his extraordinary speed.
The two men kept changing positions in the air as if flashing, and fought continuously.
"Great! Next time Leon needs a masseur, I will suggest him to choose Pietro. No one can compare to our running boy in this regard."
A muffled mechanical sound came from the huge red iron barrel's head.
That was Tony being sarcastic as usual.
"Tony, don't verbally attack your teammates during a battle." Captain America patted Iron Bucket's head.
"Verbal attack? No, it's not. I just wanted to recommend a good job to Pietro."
Tony's tone rose slightly.
"Okay guys, I can see you can't do anything about that mentally ill Mr. Kurotan."
"So from now on, we'll all leave it to the shining God Armor!"
