A Marvel Lich King

The flames on Ghost Rider's body immediately retracted, but there was still an intermittent flame left, maintaining the last dignity and instinct, expressing his unwillingness under Roald's strong willpower.

"Although you played well, you still fell a little short."

Roald stood up with Frostmourne on his back, his body swaying, and he stood upright amidst the flames and smooth ice.

The battle between Sindragosa and Thor in the distance fell into a monotonous and boring cycle, and it was time for this disaster movie to end.

"Captain! Are you okay?"

Through the headset, Coulson, who was in the realm around the building, asked Rogers.

"Although it's a little cold,...it feels pretty good to me."

Rogers, who had been lying in the ice for decades and had developed cold resistance, had a relaxed tone, but there was still an unsolvable worry in his heart.

As the group went higher, they obviously felt the biting cold here more and more clearly.

"Teams speed up, prepare covering fire, and now, pray to God!"

Rogers let out a breath and spoke to the people behind him through the headset.

The group of people quickly moved up, picked up the gun and unlocked the door, and then quickly rushed to the rooftop.

"Oh Shet, what is this?"

The agents shouted subconsciously on the channel. Everyone saw Roald standing in a patch of frost, and the Ghost Rider with flames coming out of his skull intermittently on the ground.

"Soldiers, I don't know who they are, but I will not retreat. This is my principle!"

Rogers straightened his shield and raised the gun in his hand at Roald under the shocked eyes of the operators behind him.

"Sir, no matter who you are, please..."

The moment Roald turned around, blood-red flames burst out on the ground.

As if a bomb had exploded, the flames from Ghost Rider's body instantly filled part of the rooftop, blasting through surrounding walls, floors, lightning rods and other facilities. Some agents were immediately swallowed up by the flames without any time to react.

The sins of these Hydra members triggered Johnny's subconscious self-protection mechanism, and the spirit of revenge sucked these sinful souls almost instinctively.

The screams on the rooftop immediately rang out. Some of the agents who spontaneously ignited were struggling on the ground, screaming and wailing. Endless regret and pain burned their souls and tore their bodies apart until they became Into ashes.

This scene terrified everyone.

Rogers didn't say the rest of the sentence. He only had time to raise his shield forward, and was blown away several meters by the explosion of flames.

"Oh; you really surprised me!"

Looking at Ghost Rider standing up again, Roald pressed his sword, ignored the SHIELD agents around him who were pointing guns at him, and walked slowly over.

It seems that some changes occurred in him due to his own reasons.

And this guy's ability seems to be too extraordinary, and my previous process feels like it is helping him refine it.

At this moment, the Ghost Rider has a new shape, which looks like a horned flame demon, with blue flames burning on his head and a shiny white skull that covers his entire upper body.

"Oh, Shet."

"No, don't move!!!"

The surviving agents saw the skeleton face of Ghost Rider and Roald, who was wearing armor and holding his sword slowly forward. Then they all raised their guns nervously, with a trembling tone in their voices.

They fired indiscriminately.

Obviously, from the appearance point of view, Ghost Rider and Roald have a skull and a skull armor, and neither of them look like good people.

"Put down your... weapons immediately, then..."

The agents swallowed and shouted uneasily.

Roald didn't pay attention, used [Energy Absorption] again, raised his hand [Death Grip] and aimed it at the Ghost Rider who got up again, then pressed his head, and his eyes glowed with blue light.

"Captain, what happened?"

Through the special channel of the headset, Nick Fury heard the explosion on Rogers' side.

"A small explosion, I think I need some backup here."

"Hill." Nick Fury looked at Hill who was controlling the drone.

"The captain's coordinates have been locked, and the support team will arrive in ten minutes. Before that, captain, please pay attention to your safety..."

Hill, who controlled the instrument, spoke directly to Rogers through a special channel, and his words had some meaning.

"Thanks, Hill, I hope I still have the chance to remember God."

Rogers' voice was filled with emotion. He watched the guy who was on fire look sluggish again. He struggled to get up and slowly took a few steps forward.

"Kel'Thuzad, how is the progress underground?"

Once again, he sucked up the Pyroman on the evil spirit rider and kicked it away. Roald communicated with Kel'Thuzad, who was digging the dragon bones underground, through a spiritual connection.

"All the keels have been stored, my master."

"Very good, we can retreat. Don't forget my plan. We still have use for that Danny."

"of course."

Kel'Thuzad's answer was unhurried and still elegant.

After Roald finished speaking, he immediately communicated with Sindragosa.

With all the dragon bones in hand, the great Lich King is now ready to shift strategy.

Standing up and looking at the Ghost Rider who had returned to human form again, before Rogers could speak to Roald, there was a deafening explosion and something seemed to fly over from a distance.

Ignoring everyone's actions, Roald opened his arms and fell down the building. .seven

Rogers rushed over in a hurry, trying to catch him, but the rolling air waves in front of him made him subconsciously cover his face. When he came to his senses, Roald was already standing on Sindragosa's head. After nodding to him, The dragon shadow turned into a sharp arrow and shot straight into the sky, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight.

Rogers: "???"

"Who is he? Captain?"

The surviving agents all felt that their legs were weak. After Sindragosa left, they all fell to the ground.

Rogers looked at Roald who disappeared into the sky, with a thoughtful look on his face.

But he knew that he was lucky to survive.

Looking at Johnny who had recovered his human form and fell into a coma on the ground, Rogers walked over.

"The man in front of me seems to be hostile to the armored man, but the two must be connected."

While thinking about something suspicious, an agent next to him placed a card in his hand.

"Captain, this skull plate was found on that heavy motorcycle."

"what is this?"

Before Rogers could check the skull sign that looked like the Hydra logo, he saw a helicopter flying in the distance, and then a dozen agents jumped out of the helicopter.

They all wore S.H.I.E.L.D. agent uniforms.

Rogers found something suspicious.

When SHIELD agents perform missions, they will never wear SHIELD's own uniforms.

The timing is wrong, so this is definitely not someone from SHIELD.

"you...."

The agents who came out of the helicopter walked directly towards Rogers without any nonsense, and the agent who handed him the card had already put his gun against his lower back.

It wasn't until the captain's shield was confiscated that the leading agent extended his hand to him with a smile on his face.

The agent holding a gun and standing behind him came to Rogers' ear and shouted softly.

"Captain; long live Hydra!"

Rogers had extraordinary emotional intelligence and immediately put down all his guard and reached out.

The answer was almost instantaneous.

"Long live Hydra!"