Marvel: Start Check-in, Megatron

No one knows where the spirit of vengeance comes from.

After they descended on the earth, they became the first and only resistance group to fight against the invasion of hell. These violent and vengeful spirits of vengeance went forward and succeeded, and they were almost embarrassed by the great hell devil with a large number of lives. Unbearable.

The great demon named Zatanos was finally afraid and fled back to hell in a hurry.

After this battle, there are very few remaining spirits of revenge. This period of history is even less known. To this day, even many forces with a long heritage have no records of this battle.

Martin slowly raised his head and sneered again and again: "Your despicable means has made the youngest vengeful spirit in the world degenerate into a hell creature, and his face keeps saying that it is your servant?"

Mephisto glanced at Martin with interest, his gaze condensed, but immediately turned his gaze to Sirte, with a cautious look in his eyes.

Sirte, he definitely knew, a tough guy.

Mephisto was about to speak, but Martin had already put on the Supreme Divine Armor, and with a punch, he hit Mephisto severely, and immediately smashed the duplication to pieces.

"Stupid human beings, although I don't know why you are so special, you can't kill me at all."

Mephisto broke the duplication, with a weird smile on his face, and said slowly.

Martin's gaze fell on Mephisto through the battle helmet, and sneered, "Wait in hell and wait for death, I will kill him soon."

Through the horror analysis system of the Supreme God Armor, he immediately traced the power coordinates of the duplication of Mephisto, and captured the coordinates of hell as the opponent dissipated.

"All the legions are assembled, we are going to attack hell, at least we must kill Mephisto's body!"

Martin flew up into the sky with a cold voice.

Sirte immediately picked up the twilight sword and laughed loudly, but there was a trace of approval and appreciation in the gaze that looked at Martin.

He originally thought Martin would forbear it, because it was too exaggerated to go from a universe to hell, and the difficulty was astonishing, and according to the inertia of people’s thinking, human beings, as long as they mentioned hell, instinctively. Will put himself in a passive defensive position.

Fighting against the forces of hell again and again, but only passively defending. After defeating the opponent, I am very proud and boast of winning a battle...

Win a fart!

Hell, including the invading big devil, is nothing but nothing. Give him some time to make a comeback.

Human beings have been beaten all the time. When the opponent gets tired, his fists are so painful that he retreats. This is called a win?

Martin said coldly: "Since there is an idiot from hell looking for death, then I will satisfy him, provoke anyone not good, provoke me... This battle should be a battle to test hell, and the lowest strategic goal is Kill Mephisto completely!"

As for the highest strategic goal, he deliberately did not say.

Martin does not yet have the ability to conquer the entire hell. With the OBA in front of him and the Crimson Universe's Setolak, he does not have the ability to kill each other.

A large number of legions began to gather.

Sirte also completely swallowed Ghost Rider at this time, waving the twilight sword from time to time, looking extremely violent and excited. He has been imprisoned for too long, and for so long he has forgotten the taste of fighting.

Dr. Banner found Martin.

"This battle, I think I should go there too." Dr. Banner was a little embarrassed.

"Oh? Have you communicated with Hulk?"

"Well, although the process is very unpleasant, the result is generally not bad..."

At this moment, Megatron walked up with a cold face. The moment he saw Megatron, Banner showed fear on his face and took a step back subconsciously.

It was this big silver guy who didn't dare to appear when he beat Hulk. He had been low for a long time. He had never seen such a timid Hulk before!

All, even if Sirte is obviously much stronger than Megatron, he still fears Megatron even more.

All the troops gathered together.

Optimus Prime, Megatron, Ambulance, Hercules, Banner, Sirte...

Martin glanced indifferently, got up, stretched out his hands forward, a source of constantly terrifying kinetic energy, the kinetic energy that can easily push a Fixed Star, at this moment, burst out with an astonishing superposition, building a space tunnel.

"A group of idiots in hell are always proud of invading other worlds. Today, let me personally experience what it's like to invade hell!"

There is a thick flame in Martin's eyes, but whenever possible, he definitely doesn't mind killing all the demons and demons in hell.

He lacks only strength, and will never lack ambition.

[Please ask for flowers and evaluation votes! 】.

Thank you for reading this story at wuxiamtl.com. Your support enables us to keep the site running!