"His blood pressure continues to drop,
It's now 80/50. He must be bleeding internally. "
"Quick,
Save him quickly. We must succeed. "Dr. Jacques had already retreated to the side,
There was a paramedic standing beside the experiment table.
"Inject one milligram of epinephrine."
"Beep Beep Beep Beep -" The sound of the vital signs monitor was a little harsh,
The electrocardiogram displayed on it became a flat line.
"The patient has ventricular fibrillation. Charge to 150 Joules." The doctor pressed the electrode plate on Bruce's chest.
"No reaction."
"Charge to 200 Joules."
"No reaction."
"250 Joules."
"Inject him with the Gonzalez Jones Type I reagent."
..
Jacques stood not far away and watched the rescue scene. He gritted his teeth. "Stephanie,
Go get that serum. "
Stephanie hesitated. "But, the NX serum may interfere with his ability..."
"Go quickly! I need him alive first. "Jacques interrupted Stephanie loudly.
Stephanie had no choice but to turn around and go out,
It didn't take long for her to bring back a tube of blue reagent.
"Inject this into him."
The sky-blue serum was quickly injected into Bruce's body,
It didn't take long for
The electrocardiogram on the monitor to resume its regular beating.
oo00oo
When Bai Ye opened his eyes in a blue light, he saw
He found that his entire body was soaked in some kind of liquid,
Surrounding him was a transparent thing, probably a glass vat? His body was covered with a thin layer of ice, and with a thought, it melted and disappeared into the surrounding liquid.
His thoughts were still on the experiment table,
The serum injected into his body seemed to have ignited a flame in his body,
Then it violently burned through every corner of his body,
In that instant, he lost all sense of the outside world.
He could only feel the pain of being torn apart from the inside. Fortunately, while the overly powerful energy was causing damage to his body,
His ability was also working hard to restore his body.
If possible, he would prefer to call this state rebirth from the ashes,
He could clearly feel that his body was gradually becoming stronger with each destruction and recovery,
But after this state lasted for a period of time,
His recovery speed seemed to be unable to keep up with the speed of destruction caused by the transformation of his body.
He should have succeeded, right? He could feel the surging power in his body.
Soon, he realized that something was wrong. After the blue light in front of him disappeared, a spot of blue light nearby caught his attention. He tilted his head and looked in the direction of the blue light. His heart trembled violently.
A familiar skull pattern was emitting a faint blue light.
He immediately raised his eyes and carefully looked at the reflection of his face on the glass wall. His eyes became a little absent-minded. Facing a familiar yet strange face, he couldn't tell what to feel for a moment.
Byakuya … Perhaps his past could be considered as his present.
He inexplicably returned to this body. Just like the Bruce from before, it was just a dream. He clearly felt the feeling of being rejected by the whole world. It was everywhere and so real, reminding him of his identity as an outsider in this time and space, but it was much better than when he first came to this world.
White Night glanced at the light on his left shoulder and closed his eyes slightly. The blue light quickly disappeared. Yes, of course he knew that this was due to the effects of the source of the world.
The Tesseract, or the space gem of the Infinity Stone, was one of the sources of this world.
The reincarnation mark would spontaneously absorb the energy escaping from the source of the world. First, it would be used to eliminate the suppression of the world on the contractor. After that, the contractor would constantly use the reincarnation mark to absorb the energy of the source of the world. After reaching a certain limit, the world would be successfully marked by the reincarnation space, and more contractors could be sent to a fixed location.
White Night stretched out his fist and waved it at the glass in front of him. It seemed that he didn't use much strength, but he easily smashed the high-strength special glass. With a crisp shattering sound and the sound of a large amount of liquid in the container spilling on the ground, White Night landed lightly on the ground.
He didn't care about the quiet atmosphere of a group of people in front of him, but he noticed his current situation. He paused and said, "Well … can you give me a set of clothes?" His voice was a little hoarse after not speaking for a long time.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him, and soon Frey took off his coat and handed it to him.
White Night looked at the long black trench coat that reached his knees and didn't move for a few seconds. Frey's eye that was not covered by the blindfold kept looking at him, "Do you mind? I can't find you a new set of clothes now. "
Hearing this sentence, White Night took a few steps forward, picked up the trench coat in Frey's hand, put it on his body, and fastened the two buttons on his waist and abdomen, "Thank you."
There was no expression on his face, and his gaze seemed to be unfocused. At the very least, you couldn't see your own reflection in those pitch-black eyes. Even when he looked at you, he gave you a feeling that you were nothing. It made people feel a little strange, and they couldn't help but shudder.
White Night turned and walked towards the stairs, not giving the people there another look.
Frey raised his hand and was about to say something when he saw a blue light flying towards the man's back. The man took a step to the left and easily avoided it. The blue light hit the wall in the distance with a loud bang, and rubble rolled down.
White Night stopped, still with his back to the people, "Are you going to be my enemy?" His voice was calm, no different from his tone just now, as if this was just a trivial matter to him.
"I am Loki, from Asgard, and I shoulder a great mission that you can't understand."
"Loki? You are Thor's brother? "Dr. Silvig asked.
White Night finally turned around and looked at the person who spoke. The man was holding a strange-looking staff in his hand, with a curved and sharp top. He could vaguely feel the power of the gem inlaid on the staff.
Loki, the God of Lies in Norse mythology. White Night quickly searched the memory in his mind, and finally came up with the result that he was good at illusion and magic, but he couldn't know his specific strength.
In the derivative world of ancient mythology, most of the gods were indeed gods, and at least one of the five basic attributes exceeded 100 points. But in the Marvel world view, Asgard seemed to be just an alien civilization, and there might be people who had reached the fourth level, but it was impossible for every Asgardian to be one.
White Night stared at Loki for a while, and his tone didn't change, "Your great mission has nothing to do with me, and we have no grievances. Goodbye." He wouldn't easily provoke an enemy of unknown strength.
"The ant has no grievances with your shoes," Loki said, and the staff in his hand lit up with a light and hit White Night.
White Night glanced at the magic light coming and going, and suddenly disappeared on the spot. He wouldn't easily provoke enemies, and he wouldn't be afraid of any enemy, even if he didn't have a weapon.
He had encountered many magic classes, and he was familiar with the way to fight against them. An assassin with high agility and high strength would win or lose in a battle against a magic class by whether he could get close. Mages had a lot of life-saving spells, such as Flash, Spatial Lock, Advanced Energy Shield … The main threat to him was the area of effect restriction spells. Single-target spells couldn't easily hit him because of his high speed, but if he was slowed down, frozen, stunned, knocked away, and so on, he could be easily focused on.
White Night's physique was a weakness for his agility and strength, but he had specially strengthened his own magic resistance, and his excellent will also have a certain effect on restriction spells. He moved quickly and irregularly in the hall. Ordinary human eyes couldn't see his figure at all. He was ready to fight against area of effect spells, and he also considered how to deal with maze spells, greater teleportation spells, and so on if he encountered such things.
In the next moment, White Night had appeared behind Loki and kicked Loki.
He was hit, was it a substitute spell? The thought flashed through his mind, and his body quickly jumped with the experience of countless battles, attacking Loki in mid-air with punches and feet.
A few seconds later, Loki fell to the ground with a bruised face, covered with a layer of ice, which seemed thin but was absolutely tough, and could restrict the opponent's movements. This was the ability of his talent, every time he attacked, he could cause ice damage to the enemy, and this damage was from the inside out, gradually restricting the enemy. When the enemy was frozen, he could detonate this energy from the inside, causing great damage.
White Night paused for a few seconds in mid-air, and then landed lightly on the ground without making any sound. Floating was not difficult for him, but it was very energy-consuming, and he couldn't maintain it for long.
He seemed to have encountered a fake mage …
Perhaps it was because the opponent underestimated him, but after being hit in close range, there was no room for resistance.
White Night picked up the staff that Loki dropped on the ground, and the gem on the staff suddenly shone with a dazzling light. His face changed slightly, and he threw the staff away: it was the source of the world again. The Mark of Samsara could absorb the energy of the source of the world that he obtained, or the energy that escaped from the source of the world, of course, the former was much more than the latter.
He glanced at the people present, then jumped up, and his body suddenly rose more than ten meters. He stepped lightly on the handrail of the stairs, and his figure quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
Everyone in the hall was shocked, and after a while, a guard with a gun said with a trembling voice, "Sir, what do we do now?"
Frey recalled the scene just now. The man appeared almost instantaneously beside Loki, and then the one-sided battle ended in a few seconds. He didn't even see how the battle went, and could only guess a thing or two from the Asgardian visitor who was still lying on the ground. "Continue to evacuate, take him away." Frey motioned to Loki and sighed in his heart. He thought of the man standing in mid-air, defying gravity, and thought about how to deal with such a person. At least, it was impossible to use force.
"This ice, we can't melt." Dr. Silvig pointed at Loki.
"Take the whole thing." After putting the Tesseract and Loki's weapon into the box, Frey ordered and walked up with the box, ready to leave the base.
When Frey just walked to the door, he found the man standing in front of him. He was not very tall, and he didn't look very strong. His Asian face made him look young, and he seemed to be only about twenty years old. The night wind blew the trench coat on his body, and it fluttered behind him, with a hint of murderous intent.
The man looked back at Frey and said, "Do you mind if I hitch a ride?" His voice was magnetic, and his flat tone was impressive.
"Of course, how should I address you?"
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