Marvel anti-heroes starting with Tarot

In the open space next to Taluo Village, several cadres wearing dragon scale battle suits surrounded the city, with a ten-ring cage in the middle.

In the cage, it was probably the first time for the little Soul Eater to see so many beings with souls. He was a little excited and hit the ten-ring cage crazily with excitement.

"It's a pity. I don't know whether it's because their attributes don't match or their IQs are too low. It seems like they can't communicate using psychic skills."

Yingwu sighed and gave instructions to several key people around him.

"Next, let's test the defensive power of the dragon scale suit first. There may be some dangers. Who among you will come first?"

As soon as Yingwu finished speaking, several people raised their hands at the same time.

"Village Chief, here I come! I have been preparing for it for more than 20 years. I am not afraid of any danger!"

"Yes, village chief, what is dangerous or not? Our village is just too comfortable. If this continues, we will almost grow hairy!"

"Village Chief, don't listen to his nonsense. He is a hairy boy. Where does the hair come from? It's up to me. My hair is thicker!"

"Village Chief! I..."

Several people started making noises, everyone's voice was loud, and no one was afraid.

Maybe it's been too long since they've seen danger, or maybe they're too eager for danger. In short, these people were very eager after hearing Yingwu's words, and seemed to be very interested in the Soul Eater's verbal soup.

Seeing them like this, Yingwu didn't hesitate and directly ordered his soldiers and generals to randomly click on one that looked a bit like a cosmic pill.

"Ask brother, are you coming first?"

Brother Wen nodded, showing his big white teeth, "Okay, then I'll come first and give some examples to my brothers."

Several other people who were not named saw this and immediately started making noises.

"Awen, please don't screw up, otherwise it will be difficult for sister-in-law Yongcheng to explain."

"Actually, it's nothing. At worst, I will take care of Yongcheng for you. Anyway, I quite like the two children, Azhun and Azheng!"

"I rely on you, Lao Jin, don't you? Awen regards you as a friend, but you want to be the father of their two sons? Do you still have any humanity?"

"That's not what I meant. Isn't this enough to encourage him? Don't look at me like that. I'm not that kind of person!"

"Indeed, this motivational method is really good. Let's try it too?"

"Don't worry, Awen. Without you, we are both fathers of two children, one day at a time, taking turns!"

They all grew up together, practiced martial arts together, and secretly watched the neighbor sister washing dates together. These people are quite good at joking together.

Brother Wen, who had already reached the middle, could no longer maintain the elegance on his face. He turned to look at the crowd and said with a straight face.

"Don't run away. When I finish trying this damn thing, I will come to you to make out. You don't have to come one by one. I'm going to hit you ten at a time!"

After the noise, everyone became serious, held their breath together, and quietly looked at the Soul Eater trapped by the ten rings.

Brother Wen took a deep breath, and the visor appeared on his face, covering his head and face, and then he nodded to Yingwu.

"open!"

Yingwu shouted softly, and the ten-ring cage instantly enlarged, from the size of a bird cage to the size of a house, enveloping Brother Wen.

Seeing the cage enlarged, the Soul Eater first let out an excited scream, and then rushed towards Brother Wen impatiently.

"Ow!"

The Soul Eater swooped down, and... no, it used a dozen tails on its butt to directly wrap around Brother Wen's body and try to lift him up.

Lifting people off the ground will cause them to lose their composure due to panic, and they will just struggle without having time to fight back. This is the predatory strategy written in the genes of the Soul Eater.

However, there should be no problem with the strategy, but this Soul Eater mistakenly underestimated Brother Wen's weight.

Brother Wen, who was wearing a dragon-scale battle suit, weighed more than the Soul Eater's lifting ability. When it pulled, it didn't even pull.

"For the record, there is an upper limit to the power of the little Soul Eater. This upper limit is no higher than the weight of an adult man plus the dragon scale suit."

Yingwu said without changing his expression, while Xiao Zhao was acting as a secretary.

"Yes!"

On the field, after the little Soul Eater found that he couldn't lift Brother Wen, he didn't hesitate and stretched out his two tails directly to stuff Brother Wen's mouth.

Only then did Yingwu realize that he might have remembered it wrong. These little soul-eating monsters seemed to be different from the soul-eating monster BOSS. They could not absorb people's souls from the air. Instead, they had to put their tails into people's mouths and pull out the souls.

"For the record, the main attack direction of the little Soul Eater is the face, mouth and nose. The design of the suit needs to include dragon scale protection on the face."

"Yes!" Xiao Zhao once again wrote like flying.

bump!bump!bump!

On the field, the attack of the little Soul Eater continued, its two tails thrust out, but it failed to break through Brother Wen's mask defense immediately.

However, it did not give up. Instead, it retracted its tail and thrust it out again, like a dagger, towards Brother Wen's mask.

If it doesn't work the first time, do it a second time or a third time.

bump!bump!bump!

The sound of metal colliding continued, but Brother Wen remained motionless and allowed it to attack.

"The current mask can effectively defend against more than ten attacks from the little Soul Eater. The upper limit is not yet certain. Ask me."

Yingwu used a headset to connect to Brother Wen's internal communication system of the suit.

"Ask me, brother, can you still hold on? How is the mask's defense reduced?"

"It has withstood 15 and 16 attacks. The defense has dropped to about half and may be broken at any time."

Brother Wen's voice was no longer as steady as before, but had a hint of urgency. Faced with such a direct attack, even he couldn't calm down.

Fifteen or sixteen attacks consume half of the mask's defense power, which does not mean that the mask can withstand another fifteen or six attacks.

After the defense is halved, the mask's endurance is greatly reduced and it may break at any time the next time it is attacked.

"Okay, brother, the defense test is over here, now let's start testing the attack power of the dragon scale weapon against the Soul Eater."

"it is good!"

After receiving Yingwu's instructions, Brother Wen quickly raised his hand and tore the Soul Eater from his face.

It was really torn off. After this little Soul Eater found out that the mask of Brother Wen could not be broken, he didn't know if he was hit. He lay directly on the mask and stabbed it with its tail, scratched it with its claws, and butted it with its head. Yeah, like a shrew.

After Brother Wen tore it off and held it in his hand, it continued to wave its tail and wings in the air.

Wen Ge is no longer in a hurry now. The full-coverage dragon scale suit gives him the greatest safety guarantee. As long as he is not directly ridden in the face and is not allowed to fight back, he will be stable.

"Follow our advance arrangements, from less to more, and increase the amount bit by bit."

"Yes!"

After Brother Wen answered, the side of his thigh suddenly split open, and weapon slots appeared, which contained many long weapons, ranging from thin needles to iron pestles.