Marvel Infinite Power Chapter 077

Pa!

The chair thrown by the black mist was shattered by Coulson’s longsword. Coulson’s longsword was blocked for a moment, failing to hit the black mist.

“Coulson, don’t stop, continue, now is the best chance!” Natasha quickly said, seeing Coulson being blocked.

Coulson was not foolish and naturally understood this. He swung the longsword in his hand without any hesitation, then charged towards the black mist.

If it were before, the black mist would not have been particularly afraid of Coulson. Although Coulson’s longsword was powerful, it could change its form at will.

Coulson and Natasha would both find it difficult to harm it!

But now it was different; it was bound to the ground and could not break free. This was the best opportunity.

Crack!

Coulson raised his longsword, cleaved another chair that the black mist threw at him, and quickly approached the black mist.

The black mist dared not let Coulson approach it. Seeing that the chairs were ineffective, it coiled around a gun and prepared to shoot.

As a person of the new era, even if its will was affected, its mind was still intact. And with its mind intact, it would naturally use weapons, so it planned to shoot Coulson dead.

Coulson’s strength lay only in his longsword; he was just an ordinary person. Against ordinary people, he could at most handle five or six, still within the scope of ordinary people. Coulson would still die if shot.

It had this thought and raised the gun. Natasha and Coulson immediately realized it. Coulson had even prepared to dodge.

But before he could truly dodge, a gunshot rang out.

“Eh? Why doesn’t it hurt?”

Coulson subconsciously stopped his steps and looked at his body. The expected bullet hole did not appear; he was perfectly fine, which made him stare in surprise!

“What are you staring at? Hurry up and act?” Natasha’s voice boomed in Coulson’s ear.

Coulson subconsciously turned his head, only to see Natasha holding a smoking pistol, its muzzle pointed at the black mist.

Coulson turned his head back to the black mist and saw the gun, which had been coiled by the black mist, had fallen to the ground.

Seeing this, Coulson immediately understood. That shot just now was fired by Natasha, and the target was the gun coiled by the black mist.

The black mist was illusory; ordinary weapons, including guns, could not harm it. However, they could hit objects coiled by the black mist. Natasha’s gun’s bullet hit the gun coiled by the black mist, and the bullet’s explosive force knocked the gun down.

Understanding everything, Coulson no longer hesitated. With a step, he swiftly arrived next to the black mist and slashed down with his sword at the black mist in front of him.

The black mist dared not meet the longsword. It bent 180 degrees to dodge Coulson’s attack.

The black mist’s form was illusory, unlike humans; it did not need to be constrained by a physical body and could transform into hundreds of different shapes. This was also why it did not fear Natasha and Coulson.

Its various transformations could dodge all their attacks!

“Don’t just randomly slash, slash the part of it that I pinned to the ground!” Natasha reminded Coulson.

Upon hearing this, Coulson turned his head to look at the dagger on the ground. Without thinking, he swung his longsword and slashed at the black mist bound by the dagger on the ground.

The black mist dared not let Coulson continue slashing. Other parts of the black mist split into two, coiling around a table and a chair, directly blocking the longsword.

Thud!

The longsword struck the edge of the table, emitting a dull thud. The longsword was stuck in the table. Coulson tried, but could not pull it out.

At this moment, the black mist let out a laugh. Another chair was coiled by the black mist and smashed towards Coulson.

Coulson watched the approaching chair but dared not abandon the longsword in his hand. This longsword was their last reliance; it could not be given up. Once abandoned, they would die sooner or later, and more miserably. He had to endure this wave.

Coulson had prepared to be hit and was secretly preparing to use the power of the black mist’s shadow to pull out the longsword.

But before the chair could hit him, Coulson heard a gunshot. Natasha had fired again.

But this time, Natasha did not hit the chair thrown by the black mist, but rather the edge of the table.

This seemingly unrelated and useless strike made Coulson uncontrollably joyful. Natasha’s shot had just shattered the place where the longsword was stuck.

Coulson pulled hard, and the longsword was instantly pulled out. At this moment, the chair was still an arm’s length away from him.

Coulson instinctively took half a step back, narrowly dodging the chair. The blade of the longsword in his hand twisted, and he suddenly slashed upwards.

Only a scream was heard, and the longsword was seen slicing into the black mist. The section of the black mist that was coiling the chair was cut off.

The black mist fell to the ground, transforming into an arm, which lay on the ground, still bearing hot blood.

Having succeeded with one strike, Coulson did not stop there. He rolled on the ground, his sword thrusting directly towards the black mist in front of him.

The black mist had just had an arm cut off. Although it was very painful, it had not completely lost its mind due to the pain. Its body twisted, trying to dodge Coulson’s attack.

Coulson’s attack landed in empty space. The longsword was about to hit the ground when Coulson suddenly propped himself up with one hand on the ground, and the longsword suddenly changed direction, stabbing towards the black mist again.

The black mist was furious. Being provoked multiple times made it extremely annoyed, and then it wanted to kill Coulson.

Such anger made the black mist first dodge Coulson’s thrusting longsword, then struggle with all its might.

The dagger stuck in the black mist had already loosened. This forceful struggle loosened it even more. Although it was painful, the black mist saw hope and struggled even more violently.

Coulson saw it and was anxious. His movements became even swifter. The longsword cut through the air, slashing at the black mist again and again.

The black mist suddenly pulled back. The dagger finally completely loosened and was taken away by the black mist. The black mist had regained its freedom.

“Hahaha, I’m finally free! You’re both dead!”

The black mist let out a rampant laugh, then chose the easier target, charging towards Natasha, who had no weapons. It planned to leave Coulson for later, after killing Natasha.