The cannonballs hit his feathers in waves, exploding like fireballs and leaving black scorch marks on the white feathers.
Once Iron Man's fire ceased, the Angemon angrily flapped his wings and flew out of the airport, charging towards Iron Man!
A spinning, tricolored shield flew through the air and struck him in the stomach!
The Angemon was knocked back several feet by the powerful impact of the shield.
His six large, white wings flapped hard to stabilize him.
He regained his balance, straightened up, and glared at the shield's source.
—On the tarmac, Captain America, who had just disembarked from his plane, reached out to catch the shield.
His resolute gaze met the Angemon's.
After seventy years, this legendary soldier, who had once stunned the world, was back on the battlefield.
Behind him, S.H.I.E.L.D. agents jumped down from the plane one by one: Black Widow, Hawkeye, Winter Soldier, and Dr. Banner…
They all watched the Angemon in the sky with intense eyes, ready for battle.
The Angemon hovered above them, clutching the mother box tightly.
He glanced at each of their faces but remained indifferent, his perfectly shaped lips sealed and silent.
...He didn't need to explain anything.
His duty was to get the mother box to his master.
Besides that, anyone who stands in his way will be defeated!
The Angemon let out a loud shout, and the Executioner's Staff appeared in his hand.
He swung the staff and launched another attack on Iron Man!
As he charged forward, Black Widow leaped into the air, shooting at him, Hawkeye nocked an arrow and pulled back his bowstring, and Captain America threw his shield once more.
Everyone began to counterattack at once.
A fierce battle had begun.
Using his size and strength, the Angemon fought against them all.
His six wings flapped rapidly as he dodged arrows and bullets.
Despite the barrage of attacks, he broke through and pressed the Executioner's Staff against Iron Man's neck!
Iron Man's chest reactor fired a blast, and the boosters on his back powered up, sending out two electric pulse cannons that forced the Angemon's arm away.
Knocked back by the impact, the Angemon was then struck by a flying shield and a splitting arrow.
His white wings flared as he batted the shield aside, his fighting spirit burning even hotter!
He turned his gaze to his fellow teammates, as if making up his mind.
Today's battle he would go all out—he wouldn't hold back.
Like an arrow that was shot from a bow, he charged at Captain America on the ground.
As the shield returned, he swatted away Hawkeye, who was trying to dodge his attack, and grabbed the Winter Soldier, ready to slam a Heaven's Knuckle into his chest!
"Soren, stop!!"
A loud shout came from behind him, like a tidal wave of mental energy crashing toward the Angemon.
The Angemon froze in place, like a puppet with its strings suddenly cut.
He released his grip on Bucky Barnes, letting him drop.
Not far behind, a black Batwing silently landed at the airport, and Batman, in his dark armor, pushed Professor X out from the aircraft.
Professor X pressed two fingers to his temple, his opal-blue eyes fixed on the Angemon ahead.
The Angemon clutched the Mother Box, trembling all over, his back turned to everyone.
After hearing Professor X's shout, Iron Man who is still hovering in the air, hesitated and lowered his arm, where he was about to launch a mini-missile.
"Did he just call him... Soren? That Soren?" Tony Stark asked his AI assistant inside the suit with disbelief in his voice, "Did I hear that right?"
His AI assistant responded in a crisp, strong British accent, "Sir, you should trust your ears. You heard it correctly."
Tony muttered a half-formed curse that started with "F" and instinctively began flying toward the Angemon to check on him.
But before he could get close, Professor X sent a message directly into his mind: "Don't go near him. He's dangerous right now!"
Professor X's telepathic warning was broadcast to everyone present at the same moment.
——All the S.H.I.E.L.D. members froze in their tracks, stopping their advance.
The Angemon let out a painful growl.
Two forces were clashing fiercely in his mind.
His mind was both a battlefield and a high ground being contested by the two powers.
He clutched the Mother Box tightly, overwhelmed by intense pain that even made him bend over.
The powerful mental control from Loki made his brain automatically follow his commands, but Professor X's telepathic resistance was also helping him fight off Loki's influence.
Shaking from the pain, the Mother Box continued to emit bright pulses of light.
The ominous light, like the refraction of a diamond, shot out from the Mother Box.
The God of mischief who is wearing a golden horned helmet and a dark green cloak, slowly emerges from the explosive sound of the opening Mother Box.
With a triumphant smile, his dark green eyes gleamed with malice as he looked at the struggling Angemon.
He walking one step closer toward him, extended his hand toward the Angemon and said, "Good job, my little pet. You've done well. Now, hand it over to me..."
Professor X wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead, which was hanging on his brow.
His long fingers twitched uncontrollably,
"Soren, come out! Can you hear me? You're trapped. You need to find a way out!"
He communicated with Soren's mind.
The Angemon looked up, trembling, at the god of mischief before him.
Loki narrowed his eyes slightly.
The next moment, a green light swept over him from bottom to top like a wildfire.
When the green light faded, he had transformed into a middle-aged man with blond hair, blue eyes, and a stern, cold demeanor.
The Angemon's expression changed dramatically!
He looked at the man with a fear as if under a spell, mumbling brokenly, "... Father... Father…"
Fear from deep within made him involuntarily take a step back.
He reached out a hand, as if to confirm whether the figure was real by touching him.