Druids in Marvel

Alvin watched as Stark used a drone to conduct a thorough reconnaissance of the factory area.

Mr. Druid couldn't help but sigh as he was proud and confident. Stark's technological methods were indeed efficient. He found the target in this abandoned factory area in a few minutes. In contrast, although his crow was environmentally friendly,

But it's really not efficient.

A three-dimensional structural diagram of the target factory building is projected on Stark's visor.

Russell frowned, pointed at the dense red dots on the map, and said in disbelief: "These red dots are all people? Isn't it a bit too much?"

Stark pondered for a moment and said: "It should be so, it seems that the four of us are a little small.

If the red dots here are all lycanthropes, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch them all."

Alvin was not too worried about this, and said with a smile: "Quantity has never been a problem, let's go! I have a way to guard the exit of this factory."

Russell has always believed in Alvin's fighting ability, and since he said it, he will definitely do it.

Russell carefully looked at the three-dimensional image in front of him, pointed to a passage under the factory building, and said: "We first find a way to blow up this passage to prevent them from escaping underground.

Alvin guards the front exit, and the rest~~"

Russell glanced at Stark and Norman and said, "Well, let's do it! I hope your ability is as great as your fame!"

The four people looked at each other. Alvin shrugged his shoulders, waved his fingers together at his temples, and said with a smile: "You are the commander, you have the final say! Let's go!"

Stark did not speak, but took the lead in jumping into the sky. He would wait for Alvin and the others in the sky to rush over, and would look for opportunities to blow up the underground passages of the factory.

Norman Osborn smiled at Alvin, stepped on his triangular flying machine, quickly completed the arming of the biological armor, and also flew in the direction of the factory.

This is an old guy who wants to save face. Ever since he saved his life, Norman Osborne seems to have been inspired by his youth. This can be seen from the fact that he gives his son all kinds of fucked-up gadgets. How can any father spoil his son like this?

Nonsense?

Alvin got into Russell's car and urged: "Hurry up, man! Those two guys are impatient, don't make any mistakes then!"

Russell pressed his ear and quickly explained something, then drove the car and rushed towards the factory building.

Alvin looked at Russell strangely and asked, "Who are you talking to? Do you have backup?"

Russell glanced at Alvin and said with a smile: "Of course! Otherwise, do you think I am the one who comes out to fight monsters every time? They are my team members, and today they will be responsible for supporting the outside."

Alvin squinted at Russell and said, "Where are they hiding? Why don't you go in with us? This will save me a lot of energy!"

Russell looked forward, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Look at you guys, I don't think it's necessary to let them follow you, their pensions are not cheap!"

Alvin rolled his eyes and hit Russell on the shoulder, laughing and scolding: "This is such a damn good reason that I can't even refute you."

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Alvin leaned on the door of the Chevrolet SUV parked in a hidden place, looking at the two dog-headed lycanthropes not far ahead who were biting each other. They had human bodies, canine heads, and trailed behind their butts.

With a dog tail.

Alvin frowned and said to Russell, who was fiddling with his pistol next to him: "Is this the kind of lycanthrope you are talking about?"

Russell glanced at the two kobolds, nodded, and said: "There are many types of them, and I have killed more than fifteen types. This should be their guard, not too powerful!"

As he spoke, Russell raised his pistol and said with a smile: "It's our turn, why don't you call over your God of War 2?"

Alvin shrugged his shoulders, walked to the middle of the road with his hands spread out, and turned his back to the two kobolds who were biting and fighting with each other. Alvin's unscrupulous movements attracted their attention.

The two kobolds twitched their noses a few times, noticed Alvin in the middle of the road, gritted their teeth and let out a low growl, and then rushed towards Alvin.

After noticing the two kobolds swooping over, Alvin smiled and said to Russell: "You know, I'm actually very happy that everyone thinks I'm just a powerful steel mecha pilot. This will make people who don't understand me

The enemy looks a little stupider.

But you are a friend! So~~"

As Alvin spoke, "Volume" instantly completed his arming, condensing a ferocious double-edged battle ax in his hand.

Looking at the dumbfounded Russell, Alvin saw from the full perspective of "violence" that two dog-headed lycanthropes had rushed not far behind him, and swooped towards Alvin's back of the neck.

Alvin held the tomahawk with his waist and swung it on the spot, like a skilled lumberjack. He turned around and slashed horizontally, cutting the two dog-headed lycanthropes in half, blood spraying everywhere, and all kinds of messy bits and pieces.

Scattered all over the floor.

The unlucky kobold only had time to let out a pitiful cry before dying quickly.

Alvin glanced at the dead dog-headed lycanthrope, and he was very satisfied with his performance.

Putting the battle ax on his shoulder, Alvin took off the armor on his face, smiled at the stunned Russell and said: "So, you see, with two rich people as friends, my power can be doubled!"

Russell tilted his head and nodded, and said with a smile: "It seems that I am going to change my attitude towards Stark. It is not easy to meet a rich man!"

Glancing at the seven or eight dog-headed lycanthropes that quickly gathered around the factory building following the screams of the two, Alvin waved the battle ax in his hand and shouted with a smile: "Can you follow

Are you coming? Don’t hold us back!”

After speaking, Alvin turned around, roared wildly, and rushed towards the dog-headed lycanthropes that were rushing towards him.

Russell grinned brightly and murmured to himself: "I can keep up, don't worry about me!"

After speaking, Russell started running after Alvin's back, waving the 1911 in his hand and spitting deadly bullets as he ran.

As Alvin ran, he roared and calmed his shoulders, letting "Volume" turn into shoulder armor covered with spikes.

Facing a dozen dog-headed lycanthropes that were rushing towards them, howling like crazy, Alvin, who was wearing a "violent" suit, was like a high-speed train without brakes, rushing into the delicate sheep, blocking all the people in the way.

The life in front of me was crushed into pieces.

When Alvin knocked away the fourth dog-headed beastman, he twisted his waist violently, ignoring the weak attacks of these ugly monsters, and swung his battle ax to sweep away thousands of troops.

Four or five lycanthropes were cut in half, and blood sprayed everywhere, dyeing Alvin's body red.

The remaining lycanthropes showed no fear at all and continued to howl and launch suicidal attacks like Alvin.

Alvin grinned ferociously and swung his battle ax, preparing to chop them all into pieces. This kind of enemy was his favorite. He would not run away without fear, which would save Principal Alvin a lot of effort.

Swinging his battle ax, he chopped down an ugly lycanthrope with grinning teeth. Several dull gunshots were heard. The bodies of the other lycanthropes were fierce for a while, and then a big hole exploded in their heads, and they slowly collapsed.

On the ground.

Looking at Russell running quickly in the distance, Alvin smiled and shook his head. This guy can become the executioner who hunts down abnormal creatures on the earth. He really has two brushes.

After waving to Russell, who had run for a while without messing up his hair, Alvin turned around and rushed towards the factory, which suddenly became lively with the deaths of several lycanthropes.

The moment Alvin started, he felt in his mind the uncanny appetite of "Volume" for the pile of lycanthrope corpses. As a civilized man, Alvin arrogantly refused the unreasonable request of "Volume".

You ate fucking dead corpses, how dare I wear you to fight? If you are really hungry, just wait for your corpse-eating brother to swallow them and digest them before giving you an injection, which is clean and environmentally friendly!

Seeing that there was already a fight on the ground, Stark in the sky couldn't help it anymore. He played deafening rock music on the radio and screamed: "I'm going to let these disgusting things taste the missiles."

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