Chapter 807： no one survived

"Domination? Rather... control!"

Steve's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and blue blood vessels burst out.

He tried his best to control the left foot he took, but the result was not satisfactory. The left foot with the eyeball symbol seemed to have his own consciousness, completely out of his control, and stepped forward again. half step.

"Give up resistance, Steve Rogers."

Honeycomb is quite confident in his own ability, and said: "From the moment you were dominated by me, your left foot no longer belongs to you, no matter how stubborn your willpower is, it is impossible to resist my domination. Right...the left foot."

An absolutely inviolable order, you can call it... Domination!

In Steve's horrified eyes, his left foot uncontrollably took half a step forward again.

"Come here a little more..." Hive twitched his fingers and manipulated the foot to continue to move towards him.

"Don't think about it!"

As soon as the left foot showed signs of movement, Steve's eyes flashed fiercely.

I saw him raise his fist and slam it on his knee, splashing a dazzling blood.

Click!

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded, and the knee was directly smashed by a punch.

Without the support of the knee, the entire left leg was paralyzed. Steve stumbled and almost fell, but in the end he barely stood still, raised his head stubbornly, and stared straight at the hive: "Just one leg, give it to you What can you do?"

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Honeycomb's face suddenly turned gloomy, and the murderous intent rolled out like a real substance. He gritted his teeth and said, "Who allowed you to hurt your own body? That's what I fancy!"

"Your stuff? Bah!"

Steve spat, endured the severe pain of the broken bone, and sneered: "Don't be shameless, this is my body, what I want to do is my freedom, what does it have to do with you?"

"It seems that you still don't recognize the reality."

Hive stared at him indifferently, put on a hideous expression, and said word by word: "From the moment I saw your body, your body no longer belongs to you, but mine! "

An energy that Steve was quite familiar with was surging continuously around the hive.

One by one, tightly closed vertical lines slowly emerged on the front of the beehive, and then a dozen gaps were opened, revealing indifferent vertical pupils of amber color, and the strange purple light rippling like waves.

"Accept God's dominion... Steve Rogers!"

Accompanied by the beehive's frantic voice, the dozen or so amber pupils printed on the front chest released a rich purple light.

Steve, who had already seen the ability of the hive, reacted almost in an instant. He was half-squatted on the ground, shrunk behind the circular shield, and not a single point was exposed to the sight of his pupils.

The purple light gradually faded, and the heart palpitations slowly calmed down.

Steve tried to move for a while, and found no signs of being controlled, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Although it was just a guess, and there was no 100% certainty, he undoubtedly made the right bet. The objects controlled by the hive are limited to living beings, and it has no effect on metals composed of inorganic substances!

"I just watched it once, and I found the weakness so quickly." Hive's eyes flashed with surprise, and after a while, he regained his calm and praised: "You are the most talented type of people I have ever met. "

"Stop talking big here." Steve stood up slowly with one leg supported, and said, "How many people have you met since you were born? There are many people like me in the outside world! "

It was just a casual compliment, but was slapped in the face on the spot.

Even Hive boasted that his bloodline was superior to that of humans, but he couldn't resist the repeated ridicule, his eyes darkened immediately, and he said: "You really want to court death, I wanted to protect this body a little bit, But now...it seems like it's not necessary anymore."

"Then see if you have the ability!"

Steve held the shield tightly in his right hand and stared at the hive, his attention raised to the limit.

He knew very well that he only had one chance. When his left leg was completely useless, he could only wait patiently for the hive to reveal its flaws, and when he took the initiative to approach, he concentrated all the energy in his left hand, betting on all of them to strike a fatal blow.

Before that, he has to be careful with those amber pupils, he must not be hit again!

Just as he was contemplating and analyzing the situation he was going to deal with next, he saw a sneer on Hive's face, as if he was mocking his self-control, and he seemed to be watching a monkey playing.

"Are you deliberately trying to lure me over?"

Honeycomb said with a half-smile, "Let me guess, wait for me to take the initiative to fight in close quarters, then seize my flaws, and then use that left hand to wield a blow like the one just now, completely destroying my body, right? "

"So what? Don't you dare?"

Steve's eyes narrowed slightly, although the thoughts in his heart were guessed, but he did not panic, but provocatively said: "Even a person with a broken leg dare not approach me, what qualifications do you have to say? Are you a god?"

"Unfortunately, I have seen through your thoughts."

There was a cruel light in the eyes of the hive, and he said coldly: "My favorite thing is to slowly torture the prey and appreciate their desperate expressions before they die."

Suddenly, a chaotic footstep sounded in the metal passage.

A group of figures moved, and then stepped into the laboratory. With the help of the dim light outside, Steve could see their faces clearly, his face changed instantly, his anger could not stop rising, and his pupils almost burst out with fire. Come.

"honeycomb-!!"

A hysterical roar like a beast, accompanied by violent waves of spiritual power, erupted from around Steve.

"How did you feel when you saw your former teammates?"

Honeycomb's expression was ferocious and cruel, and in the uncontrollable trembling voice, there was a hint of perverted desire after satisfaction: "You have to thank me, if it wasn't for my help, your teammates would have long ago Died in the rubble."

"Jack, Hans, Robert, Wells..."

Steve's teeth trembled, and he bit his lip tightly.

The shreds of blood poured into his mouth after the skin was broken, and the fishy smell mixed with bitterness was swallowed, even if the pain of smashing his knees a thousand times was less than 1/10,000 of the pain in his heart now.

Those people...all were members of the Howling Commando.

Or to be more precise, they were members of the Howling Commandos, but now they have been reduced to puppets.

"Then let me enjoy it."

Hive looked like he was watching a play, took two steps back a little, and said playfully: "Facing your once closest comrade-in-arms, can you still have the courage to smash their heads like smashing your own knees? ?"

"Bastard... bastard!!"

Steve's teeth were almost crushed, his terrifying eyes were like knives, and he wanted to tear the honeycomb into pieces.

"I almost forgot, just to remind you."

Hive's smile was full of malice, and reminded: "The parasites that control their actions are all in the central nervous system of the brain. The only way to save them is to use your fist to blow their heads."