The hive cut into the battle and made a move like thunder. The first target he chose was the Winter Soldier. The Winter Soldier was pulling the trigger with both guns in his hands, suppressing the Inhuman who was fighting with him with continuous and powerful firepower, while retreating and keeping a distance.

The hive rushed towards him nimblely and slashed from behind him. The Winter Soldier noticed the sound of the wind behind him, and immediately turned back keenly, holding a Skorpion VZ61 in one hand. He swept over without even looking at it.

His prediction and response were very accurate, but the hive did not dodge at all. A long string of bullets penetrated the flesh and penetrated into his body one after another, but he continued to slash with his hands without hesitation. The winter soldier slapped his shoulder with a slash, and the huge force pierced his entire arm and the gun couldn't help but take off his hand.

Dong Soldier is also worthy of being a first-class fighting master. He made a punch and counterattack without thinking. The punching moves were fierce and swift. But the hive was shockingly fast, and he held his mechanical prosthetic fist with one hand, and grabbed his metal fist firmly in his hand with five fingers. The hive used a joint technique and twisted it, and then threw the winter soldier over his shoulder and to the ground. A group of strange people rushed forward and subdued him on the spot.

Although the Winter Soldier is superb, the Beehive has absorbed many fighting masters over the past thousands of years and integrated the skills of their various factions, making it a martial art. In addition, the Beehive has just absorbed hundreds of people as a nourishing force, and its strength is at its peak, so the Winter Soldier is naturally no match.

The hive settled one person in three moves and two moves, and then aimed at Gwen again. Gwen sensed that he was trapped in multiple aliens when he attacked. One of them skillfully turned over and avoided it, and turned around and shot a spider silk to fight back. The hive avoided it, and two spider silk stuck to the ceiling. Gwen pulled it with the spider silk elasticity and jumped up. But the hive looked accurately, and raised his arm and grabbed Gwen's ankle that passed over his head, and pulled her down and threw it to the ground. The other aliens took the opportunity to step forward and also controlled her.

Among the four, Wanda was the most stressful. As soon as she appeared, she carried a powerful aura that was suffocating, so the aliens consciously allocated all the strongest combat power in the team to her. Nine Indigenous people with the most top combat abilities, including Daisy and Lincoln, surrounded her. Wanda used the chaos magic to calmly fight the enemy, and tried her best to apply the magic skills she had learned with Michael in the past period of time. He was not at a disadvantage for the time being, with one against nine.

But the addition of the hive broke the deadlock. He cut in at a very fast speed, and the wind whistled her back with a punch. When Wanda realized that, the others were close at hand. She didn't have time to fight back, and she had only time to reflex her palm and released a ball of chaotic magic to block it.

The hive arm that had absorbed enough nutrients was astonishingly powerful. This punch was like a tank gun that opened fire with its face. The huge force almost dispersed Wanda's hastily condensed spell defense, which made her stagger.

Although the Scarlet Witch is extremely powerful, she is a mage who is good at long-range control after all, and is not good at hand-to-hand combat with close face distance. The hive quickly tapped her right palm and suddenly penetrated her defense. She put her back on her slender neck lightly, and she spitted her out of strength.

"Wanda!"

The extreme speed confrontation among Pitro and the Inhuman was already firmly the upper hand, but he saw his sister falling down and didn't know whether it was dead or alive. In a hurry, he didn't care about the enemy in front of him, turned his head and turned and was about to rush forward. But his sudden brake and steering action could not help but pause. Lincoln Campbell grabbed the fleeting moment and raised his palm and shot it out, and happened to hit Pitro who turned his head and was about to start. The latter was knocked out with a "ah" snorted.

At this point, the last four rebellious supermen have been knocked down one by one. Gordon walked forward with his chest that was so painful that he was kicked by Gwen, saying, "We should kill them immediately. It would be a huge threat to keep them."

"No." said the hive lightly, "That's a waste. They have a better use."

The strangers understood and consciously retreated. The hive looked at the subdued people with a temperatureless gaze. He slowly opened his arms and closed his eyes, his expression as if he was trying hard to concentrate. Large clusters of light yellow parasites were released from his fingertips, hanging in the air like particles in a sandstorm, circling like hurricanes, and rapidly expanding the scope of the open field.

He wants to use this parasite storm to devour four of them in one breath. The power these four people can provide him is far beyond anyone else's ability. Once he completes his devour, his power will be further increased. He will truly become invincible!

If it weren't for an energy impact from nowhere that rushed him into the alien crowd behind him and smashed a large area.

The yellow parasite storm suddenly dissipated and floated back into the owner's body. The black and gold armor stood on the edge of the shadow that the light happened to shine. It was as gloomy as a steel god of death, and its breath made the back of its back.

The hive stood up with the help of the aliens. He waved his hand and signaled everyone to retreat aside. It was like the kind of master who always liked to let his younger brother retreat and go up to fight alone to show his master's style when he met an opponent of the same level as him.

Michael slowly walked to the four people who were knocked down, and his eyes slowly swept through them. The detector's simple scan results reported that they were not seriously injured. He then drew his eyes back and landed on the hive.

"I believe you are looking for me." He said indifferently.

The hive didn't say much, maybe he felt that too many words were meaningless. He rushed out and flicked forward, just like a 100-meter sprinter launching a final sprint. Michael raised his palm and shot, the hive flexibly bypassed, snatched the palm of his hand in front of him.

Michael's palm shrank, causing him to grab a blank, and then made a gesture to raise his left knee to fight back. The hive came out of his palm, but he didn't expect that his knee lifting was just an illusion. Michael swept across his right fist, and a punch of nearly twenty tons of force slammed on the hive's face loudly, shattering his chin with one blow.

The expression of the hive changed slightly, but it seemed that he did not feel any pain. He focused his mind and flew towards Michael's helmet. But Michael turned a deaf ear to his attack and punched the hive's lower abdomen like a life-for-life exchange. The hive's punch, full of strange power, hit the vibrator's helmet, which not only caused a crisp echoing buzzing sound to shock the opponent's head slightly. Michael also hit his abdomen, but made him arch involuntarily and curled up subconsciously.

Michael's offensive momentum remained unabated, and he spitted out a magic knife with his right palm. The beehive still did not give up and punched him in a diagonal manner. Michael put his left arm on his left hand, and the fire-colored blade in his right hand was lifted, and the knife fell. The whole arm of the beehive suddenly broke at the same root. Michael followed him and stepped forward, hitting his chest like a lightning flashing through the clouds. The beehive with a broken arm flew out like a kite with a broken string, and once again smashed back to the middle of his alien team.

In five seconds, the hive was basically broken and its arms were cut off in just one encounter. It was like a wrecked dog being kicked back. His subordinates had not even reacted to what had happened, and they were all at a loss.

The expression finally appeared on the beehive's paralyzed face, which was a hideous look distorted from anger, fear and impatience.

"Kill him!" He shouted with his healed chin, completely throwing away the previous master style of "Don't stop me and fight one by one".

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