Knight of the Ring in American comics

"Tsk, the weather in London is really uncomfortable."

Crowe looked at the continuous drizzle outside the car and the cold and damp atmosphere, which made him feel uncomfortable for a while.

"It's a London thing, you should get used to it and do as the Romans do."

"No, let's get it done quickly and go back. I don't want to stay here and eat fried fish and mashed potatoes every day."

"Okay, here we are."

The car stopped in front of an old villa. According to Coulson, this was the meeting point agreed between them and Bloodstone. After meeting Bloodstone here, they would go to BPRD's secret base in London.

"Okay, come on."

Crowe stood next to the car, showing no signs of moving.

"Me? You won't go in?"

"Didn't you say you took the lead? Do you still want me to greet them?"

With that said, Crowe motioned to Coulson to deal with the group of people who came out of the house to 'welcome'.

Colson had no choice but to step forward to communicate.

This villa is located in a very remote environment. It is located in an alley and is surrounded by various buildings. I really don't know why this house was built here in the first place.

"Clo, there's something wrong with those people."

When Crowe was in a daze, Anna reminded him.

"They have a very faint Hora smell, almost none."

Crowe looked slightly serious after hearing this. At this moment, Coulson, who had been talking, suddenly pulled out his gun and confronted those people, calling Crowe.

"We're in trouble."

Crowe didn't respond. He just rushed towards those people with a tiger rush and knocked them unconscious with the scabbard.

"What's going on? Didn't you say this is the place to collect blood stones?"

"That was indeed the case originally, but now it seems that we have been tricked."

Coulson put away his pistol, groped around on these people for a while, and then pulled out a familiar ID - a SHIELD ID.

"These are the intelligence agents we have stationed in London. I just felt a sense of familiarity from their words, so I tried a little bit to explore the slang among the agents."

"Then it became like this? Where is the blood stone?"

"I don't know. Maybe he has been caught by the man behind the scenes. After all, he has a whole team of monsters in his hands."

With that said, Colson tied up a few people and walked cautiously towards the inside of the house.

"I'll go ahead, you follow me."

Crowe, who didn't like the slowness, rushed directly to the door of the house. The smell of rotten wood passed into his nose, which proved that no one had lived in the house for a long time. There were furniture with missing arms and legs everywhere, and the entire first floor was covered with debris. People made a mess.

"What are they looking for?"

Crowe asked Coulson, but Coulson didn't know the answer to this question.

"But it seems that our Miss Bloodstone had a fierce battle with the enemy."

Crowe said while looking at some traces that had not yet been covered up.

"Did those people stay to deal with the scene?"

"Not necessarily, they may also be trying to seize us..."

"Introduction to the house."

The two said in unison, and then the floor shook, a big green hand broke through the floor, and dirt began to appear on the ground.

"This is the humanoid in the team. Its body is made of swamp ooze and is poisonous."

Coulson made a quick introduction while rushing towards the door of the house. There was nothing they could do to restrain this guy who was covered in poisonous mud.

"Can I burn it with fire?"

"You'd better not kill him."

"You'd better say this to it. Look at its eyes."

Crowe looked at the thing in front of him that was covered in green mud, with a lot of stones and thorns mixed in on its body, and three tentacles or beards on its face. The eyes were dark, giving people a strange feeling.

"I don't want to get my weapon dirty."

Crowe took back his soul steel sword, took out his revolver, and shot the humanoid in the head. Unfortunately, even the head of this guy was made of ooze, and ordinary attacks had no effect on it.

"Nasty guy, let you try this."

Crow cursed and put away the revolver and took out the lighter. Since having Anna, he rarely used the magic lighter to summon magic fire, but now Anna said that her mysophobia could not stand this disgusting guy, so she temporarily stopped. The thread soul ran back to the devil world.

Smelling the putrid smell brought by the swamp, Crowe covered his nose, lit the lighter with his right hand and threw it forward, and a little flame floated towards the humanoid.

After contacting the object, the magic fire burned instantly, directly covering the humanoid that had just climbed out of the ground.

"Fortunately, this guy's movements are not very flexible. No, it can be said to be stiff. This reminds me of a black light."

Looking at the humanoid struggling in the flames without saying a word, Crowe was even more certain that this thing was no longer alive.

"We should go, this guy may be more trouble than we thought."

Crowe rushed out of the house, met with Coulson who was on guard outside, and urged him to drive away quickly. At this time, the humanoid slowly walked out of the house, and the flames on his body were gradually extinguished by bursts of mud, and the originally burned black The body gradually turns green again.

"Tsk, this damn recovery speed must have been some kind of experiment. I remember the report said that flame is its nemesis."

Coulson, who had already started the fire, stepped on the accelerator, and the two quickly disappeared into the alley, leaving only the humanoid standing alone in front of the house.

"Tch, the reaction is still too slow. Although the recovery speed has been accelerated, it can only be used to disgust people. You still have to go back and reform it."

A figure wearing a black hood appeared next to the humanoid. He was very dissatisfied with the result. Originally, he wanted to keep these two people, but it turned out that this thing was so disappointing.

"Experiments are too troublesome, so let's just let it become a body, but it will attract the Knight of the Ring, which surprises me."

On the other side, Crowe in the car was still being asked about humanoids by Coulson.

"Are you sure it's dead?"

"It moves slowly, and the flames have no effect on it. It has obviously been modified. Even if it is not dead, it is probably brainwashed, but this cannot explain that it is silent when it is burned by the flames. The most important thing is that I am on it. I feel Hora’s breath.”

"You mean it's possessed by Hora."

"No, it came into contact with Hora, or it was Hora who made it look like this. If that's the case, you'd better pray that it died before meeting Hora."

Crowe's face was gloomy. The reason why he urged Coulson to leave quickly was because he felt someone peeping at them nearby. If he guessed correctly, it should be the Hora who transformed the humanoid.

"Go directly to BPRD. I guess they have a lot of information to tell us. And your SHIELD is really terrible. You don't even have any information here in London."

"Ha, because the secret service organizations in the UK don't welcome us very much, so our intelligence officers are just the same."

"I just feel that this mission is another big trouble." Crowe couldn't help but sigh.