"Really... Do you want to use it?"
Steve Rogers had a complicated look in his eyes.
At this moment, his heart was full of struggle and contradiction. The two completely different complex feelings were like being roasted by a fire, making him feel tormented and tortured.
"Human, are you afraid?"
Wamuu frowned slightly, and his eyes suddenly became a little disappointed.
Although his expression was not very obvious, he still noticed Steve's abnormality. Steve's whole body was trembling imperceptibly, like a prey trembling in fear when facing a predator.
In his long life, he had seen this scene countless times.
It was despair!
No matter what creature, there was fear. When facing the suppression from the upper level of the food chain, the fear engraved in the depths of the soul would gush out from the depths of the heart like a tide, covering every corner of the body, every cell!
Even the strong-willed hamon clan warriors could not avoid the nature of these creatures, especially after experiencing the overwhelming strength of the man of the column, many hamon warriors collapsed from despair, finally giving up their dignity and kneeling to beg for mercy.
It was precisely because he had seen so many people who groveled and only wanted to live that Waamu was even more eager to meet a respectable and noble warrior!
Originally, he had high hopes for this human in front of him and hoped that he could bring him a hearty battle to activate the heart that had long been silent, but now it seemed that he was going to be disappointed again!
"You disappoint me too much."
Waamu suddenly lost interest and felt as if he was tired of playing with it. He turned around and planned to leave this place.
"Wait."
Steve Rogers suddenly opened his mouth and called out to Wamuu, who was about to leave.
"Give up, human."
"Get lost before I change my mind. I don't care about attacking someone who has lost the will to fight. You won't be so lucky the next time we meet."
"..."
If the man who stayed behind was Esidisi or Kars.
With their ruthless personality, they would definitely choose to kill Steve Rogers, not to mention handing over their weapons to their opponents and even let him live.
"Captain Rogers..."
Coulson's expression was a little complicated as he silently watched the back of the Captain America.
Everyone saw the gap between humans and the Pillar Man!
Even the modern weapons that they had given their greatest hope could not withstand a single blow in front of this group of supernatural creatures, not to mention that the Captain America was only a super soldier. In essence, he was still a human!
On one hand, he hoped that the Captain America would not be impulsive and save his strength for the future battle, but on the other hand, he was a little selfish. He hoped that the Captain America would take out some courage and not accept the 'charity' of Wamuu.
The remaining S. H. I. E. L. D. and the others all held their breaths, waiting for this legend's answer.
But no matter what he chose in the end, everyone could accept it.
"You have misunderstood one thing, Wamuu."
Steve Rogers took a deep breath. His eyes, which were originally filled with hesitation, gradually became firm at this moment. "The reason why I am trembling... is not because I am afraid, but because I am hesitating whether it is worth it to do it!"
Trembling... stopped?
Not only did his gaze become more determined, but his entire temperament was completely new. From the inside to the outside, he exuded a strong sense of confidence.
These sudden changes made Wamuu's two thin golden eyebrows raise. He was a little surprised. "Human, you seem to have become more confident. Is it because you have found a way to defeat me?"
"That's right."
Steve Rogers 'eyes were like sword's as he looked straight into Wamuu's eyes. He said word by word, "The method to defeat you has always been there. It's just whether I am willing or not."
Such arrogant and conceited words not only did not arouse the dissatisfaction of Wamuu, but made him laugh at the sky. "Haha, haha... I admire your confidence. Although I don't know where it came from, I will defeat you again!"
"Coulson, help me with something."
Steve Rogers calmly gave the order. "Take everyone and leave this place immediately!"
"What?"
This order made Coulson confused. He thought of a bad premonition and said in surprise, "Captain, do you want to sacrifice yourself to save us?"
"There is no need for that."
Waamu crossed his arms in front of his chest and said disdainfully, "I can promise you that I will spare these people's lives."
"Listen to my orders, Coulson."
Steve Rogers lowered his head. A hint of violence had appeared in his eyes. He suppressed a desire that was about to burst out. He said in a low voice, "I won't sacrifice myself to let you leave here. It's only because... I don't want to involve you in the next battle!"
"Captain Rogers..." Coulson was slightly shocked. He felt an ominous feeling from his body. He swallowed hard and nodded solemnly. "I understand. Everyone, retreat immediately!"
Agents who were still able to move, supported their injured companions and followed Coulson to the other end of the street.
Waamu did not stop them. His eyes were always fixed on Steve Rogers, and his expression was rarely dignified.
It was not until everyone had retreated, and they were at least a thousand meters away.
"Finally... they're all gone!"
Steve Rogers finally raised his head. His ocean-blue eyes were filled with violence, and the air around him seemed to be boiling, emitting an extremely unusual and terrifying pressure!
The moment that Wamuu met his gaze, his heart trembled violently as if it had been struck by a heavy blow.
This feeling was different from the past. It was as if it had come from a higher dimension. An indescribable fear filled his entire body, and it was like a greedy poisonous snake was biting him bit by bit!
"Are you ready?"
Steve Rogers' eyes were red, and a tyrannical aura suddenly rose. "You are the third person to be fortunate enough to see it!"
Buzz!!!
The boiling air made his figure become a bit distorted. The steady flow of spiritual energy was gushing out of his body like a tide. Then, like molten lava, it gathered directly on his right arm!
The shape of Steve Rogers' right arm changed. The color of his skin turned into black and red lines, spreading to the prescription on his shoulder before stopping. The overall pattern and shape were like a grinning demon!
"What is that?"
Wamuu's pupils suddenly shrank, his face violently trembling, revealing a trace of horror!
"I named it... the right arm of the giant."
Steve Rogers had a slightly complicated expression on his face. He clenched his right arm, which had a black base and red pattern that looked like a demon, and the killing intent in his eyes boiled. "Wamuu, a friendly reminder. The power of the next attack is completely different from before!"