After handing the Scrurs to Wanda for processing, Michael returned to his lab. As he walked out of the spell portal, Shirley was busy fiddling with seven or eight floating screens in the middle of the room.

"Boss, the signal has been received." She said without raising her head as Michael came in.

"Oh? So fast?"

"Clear and clear, the tracking and positioning program is already running, and the coordinates are expected to be locked within one minute." Shirley paused, swung her transparent fibrillar finger, and casually dialed one of the screens to Michael's side, "Maybe you'll want to see this."

Michael took the screen and put it in front of him for a look. Captain America Steve Rogers was in the middle of the picture. His long-term prison life made him look a little unkempt and his beard also grew a lot. Compared with the classic style of Captain America in people's impression, he now looks a little sloppy.

"Live TV?" Michael asked.

"Well, all channels around the world." Shirley paused and added, "Not only that, all devices in the world that can receive image and audio messages have been hijacked, and all are playing the same picture."

Michael nodded. The movements of these Scrurers were really big, and it seemed that they really wanted to make big news.

"My name is Steve Rogers, Captain America, who is watching this message." Rogers in the picture slowly said to the camera, "I haven't shown up for a while. As many of you know, I am an old antique who should have passed away during the war. I have fought for what I believe all my life, and I have stood on the forefront of the resistance to invaders, protecting the world from all kinds of enemies beyond our understanding.

And now, some aliens have come to us. They are Scrurians, visitors from the distant starry sky. These Scrurians, they... "

Rogers paused at this point, subconsciously turned his head and looked out of the camera. The Scrull warriors were standing around his room and watching quietly, their queen was also sitting on his throne looking forward to his next line.

Rogers closed his eyes gently, and when he opened them again, his blue eyes were filled with perseverance.

"...they are invaders, a group of races with transforming powers." He continued, "they can disguise themselves as any identity, replace anyone, and they have already penetrated into us, pretending to be part of us."

All the Skrulls in the room were stunned and didn't react for a while.

This is different from the agreed one! Shouldn’t Captain America persuade all mankind to surrender?

"But we won't sit and wait for death." The captain's speech continued, and every sentence was strong and spread to the ears of every household through the screen. "I will fight as always... The Avengers will fight. Even if there was a gap between us, even if we may never reach an agreement on some things, we will fight. Unless the last of us also falls, these invaders will never think about it..."

Queen Skrull reacted and shouted, "Switch it off!"

Image delivery was aborted - but it was too late. What the captain wanted to say had been conveyed, and now everyone knows it.

"You!" Queen Scrull jumped from the throne in anger and pointed at Captain America, "You are Captain America!"

Rogers was in the middle of the scrull warriors, with a blank expression on his face: "I thought this was obvious, ma'am. I never pretended to be someone else, I was me, like you see."

"Catch him!" the queen yelled.

Everyone in the room moved at the same time. The most elite warriors of the Scrar people - the group of super Scrar people they created through genetic debugging, a copycat version of a group of Earth superpowers.

The copycat Iron Man raised his hand first, and a blue beam of light flew towards Rogers. As soon as Rogers raised his wrist, the shield activation device on his wrist was activated. The energy shield formed by hard light immediately crossed in front of him. The moment the energy beam hit the shield was reflected back along the way, and it hit the Iron Man's breastplate directly.

Stark's production must be a fine product. The energy shield that Tony made for him is indeed very useful. Somehow, Tony managed to restore the characteristics of the vibrating gold shield to absorb and reflect energy, and tried his best to make it more in line with the captain's usage habits.

Queen Scrooer, disguised as Sharon Carter, robbed him of the Shield Prison and sent him the shield to him, in order to prevent him from fighting as Captain America in the future, but unexpectedly, this small detail became their trouble.

But it is not a big trouble. After all, Captain America is only alone. He is now on the mothership of the Scrurers invading the earth. The entire ship is now full of elite Scrur soldiers. No matter how powerful he is, he cannot make any waves here.

Compared to Captain America himself, what is more important is that he has deceived so many Scruriers and the process and means of infiltrating into this ship, as well as where did the Scruriers who should have pretended to be Captain America?

"Don't kill him first." The queen ordered loudly, "I want to catch the living!"

Captain America is an excellent warrior, but he has his limits after all. He managed to avoid the punch of the Copycat Hulk, and the shield spiraled and threw over the Hawkeye that Zhang bow aimed at, but the hammer of the Copycat Thor flew towards him. Rogers had no choice but to raise the shield dullly to block it. The heavy hammer caused violent ripples on his energy shield, and the impact pushed him up to the ground.

Rogers rolled back quickly and before he could get up, the Iron Man's repulsive cannon, the heavy machine gun of the war machine, the rough stone of the Vision forehead, and the burning hands of the Thunderbolt Fire were already pointed at him at the same time. As long as he had a little more random intention, he could be blown into pieces in an instant.

Rogers stopped and stared at Queen Scrooge stubbornly.

The queen frowned and walked up: "How are you doing Ka-Ansak? Where are the others now?"

Rogers had never heard of this name, but it was very obvious that it should be the name of the Skrull spy who attempted to sneak attack in the cell and quietly replaced him.

Rogers didn't speak.

"I'll ask again," the queen raised the volume, "Where is he?"

"He's already cut into slices in the lab."

The cold mechanical sound sounded, the pitch-black armor appeared out of thin air like a ghost, and the azure pulse cannon aimed at Queen Scrooer's back heart like a soul-catching light.

Michael appeared silently, and said in a plain tone: "It's your turn next."
Chapter completed!