Being a Digigod at Marvel

The tall green demon crawled out of the blue light hole, waving the huge white bone club in his right hand and roaring to the sky.

Unfortunately, when he completely emerged from the hole, a mysterious force escaped, interfering with the already poor network signal. The viewers in the live broadcast room only had time to see a tall and blurry figure. The live broadcast was interrupted.

"Ah? Why did it suddenly disappear? What happened?"

"I don't know. I went to take a look, and other live broadcast rooms that entered the thick fog also interrupted the live broadcast. It should be a signal problem."

"It disappeared just as it reached the critical place. Does anyone have a live video? I want to see that green monster again."

"Someone has already sent it to the pipeline."

After the live broadcast was interrupted, the audience in the live broadcast room was still unsatisfied and expressed their opinions on the barrage.

In an apartment in Washington, D.C., a middle-aged man with a kind face and a precarious hairline was browsing the recording of John's live broadcast room on YouTube.

After double-checking that it was not made by video special effects, he picked up his phone and made a call.

"Hey?"

"Sir, I think we're in big trouble."

Back in the thick fog, the green monster looked up to the sky and roared, then chased after the creature closest to him, John, who was running for his life.

His tall body and strong muscles allow him to move very fast, much faster than Bolt or the like.

Therefore, even though he started much later than John, he still caught up with this escaped little mouse in a very short time.

Listening to John's horrified cry, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of the green monster's mouth. Coupled with his big mouth that could not be closed, the picture seemed a bit ridiculous, but it gave people a chilling sense of fear.

He raised the bone club in his right hand high and hit John on the head. The monster was extremely excited, as if he had already seen the scene where the opponent's head was smashed, and red and white splattered all over the floor.

Listening to the whistling wind in his ears, John felt despair in his heart. He knew that it was the sound of the green monster waving its stick.

"It's over, are you going to die now? If I had known, I wouldn't be greedy for money, but now it's better, I didn't spend any money after I died."

John closed his eyes and prepared for death.

After three seconds.

"Eh? That's wrong? Why am I still running? Is there something wrong with my perception of time before I die?"

Five seconds later...

Ten seconds later...

John finally realized that although he didn't know what happened, he seemed to be saved.

"what is that?"

When John opened his eyes, he saw an astonishing scene.

A petite red figure grabbed the big stick of the green monster. It was Gioia who came in a hurry, and the two began to compete.

It seemed that there was a stalemate now, but John was not very optimistic about the little red man. After all, he was less than the opponent's waist and weighed less than one thigh.

When there is not much difference in strength, the party with larger tonnage will have a great advantage in the competition.

As expected, Gioia soon became unable to resist and was pushed back by the opponent.

The green monster took advantage of the victory and pursued it. Its muscular right leg exploded with powerful force and kicked towards the opponent's waist.

Gioia's right hand ignited fire, and he punched the bone club to force him back. He used a perfect lower back to avoid the menacing side kick.

Then he jumped back to distance himself and stared at the monster on the opposite side warily.

"Hey, if you're not dead, just run away quickly. If there's a fight later, I won't care about you."

John looked around and saw that it was the little man standing in front of him speaking.

"Thank you for saving me, what's your name?"

Maybe there was hope for escape, and John's mind was spinning rapidly.

After I go out, I will definitely face some inquiries from the NYPD (New York Police Department), CIA (Central Intelligence Agency), FBI (Federal Bureau of Investigation), etc. If I don't know the three questions, I will probably get into trouble.

"Wildfire Beast, that's my name!"

After saying that, he didn't care about John anymore. Gioia's whole body was ignited with blazing flames and he rushed towards the green monster on the opposite side.

John also took this opportunity to slip away and ran towards the outside of the thick fog.

"Overlord Fist!"

The green monster roared and swung out his right fist, creating a purple fist shadow.

Joya looked solemn. Ogamon appeared as the old enemy of the first generation Leomon. Its strength cannot be underestimated, and it is not a weakling among mature Digimon.

And he is currently just a hybrid wildfire beast, and his level of evolution is equivalent to the growth stage.

Although he has inherited the fighting spirit of ancient Greymon, which gives him the strength to compete with his mature stage, he has also lost the fighting instinct of Digimon. He only has the fighting consciousness of a sports blogger to face the battle-experienced The Ogamon is really dangerous.

"Small fire dragon!"

Gioia used his special move, created a halo of flames, and faced the shadow of the Overlord Fist head-on.

The two attacks met in the air and started a contest of power.

Judging from the results, Overlord Fist was still superior. After neutralizing the small fire dragon, the lavender fist shadow, whose size, speed, and color had been reduced by at least half, continued to fly towards Gioia.

However, this soft and slow attack could no longer cause any more trouble to Gioya. He was known for his speed and easily dodged the attack.

Although the Overlord Fist did not hurt Gioia, it still made a difference. At least it helped Ogamon roughly judge Gioia's strength.

Having the upper hand in the duel with special moves means that his strength is higher than that of Gioia, but this advantage is not overwhelming, so he still needs to find the opponent's weaknesses to ensure victory.

"Baiba Fist!"

Ogamon stood next to him with a bone rod made from the leg bone taken from the lost Greymon, and then punched quickly with both hands. Every time he punched, he would bring out a punch that was weaker than the Overlord Fist, but faster. A few points faster fist shadow.

The shadows of fists all over the sky were attacking Gioia. Gioia, who did not have a wide range of attack moves, was a bit difficult to resist. He could only rely on his quick body skills to dodge left and right. If he couldn't dodge, he would crush it with his fists wrapped in flames.

Seeing that although Gioia was in a sorry state, he was not hurt at all, Ogamon also stopped punching his hands.

Although he is strong, he is still in his maturity stage. He is still far from being able to cast skills for free like the Perfect Body or even the Ultimate Body. In just this moment, he consumed nearly half of his energy.

Since fighting with skills is useless, let’s fight in close combat!

Ogamon felt the surging power of the muscles all over his body, and then looked at Gioia, who was not as thick as one of his thighs, and felt full of confidence in his heart.

He grabbed the bone club that he had placed on the ground before and charged towards Gioia.