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Rogers was the kind of person who would charge into a trap, fully aware of the danger, without hesitation. He lacked no courage and believed in miracles.
Thus, when he found himself, along with Tony and Peter, surrounded by the Eldritch Guardians under the Black Queen's command, there was not a hint of worry on his face. He did not believe these monstrous beings could pose a threat to him.
"I knew this was going to be trouble," Peter grumbled, his frustration evident. If he had removed his mask, his expression would have shown utter helplessness. "What are these things? Aren't you going to explain, Captain?"
"Explain what? Can't you see the situation we're in?" Rogers glanced at the encroaching Eldritch Guardians and said calmly, "Nick sent us here for that statue."
Following Rogers' point direction, Peter spotted the towering five-meter statue. He whistled in admiration. "That's really cool! I'm not too familiar with Egyptian culture; what is that thing?"
"I thought it was Anubis, but it seems that's not the case," Tony interjected. Jarvis had already locked onto the advancing Eldritch Guardians, ready to unleash all weapons at their slightest movement.
"Didn't expect you to know so much about Egyptian mythology," Peter remarked, preparing for action.
Regaining his confidence, he began to lean into his usual chatter, but deep down, his greatest enemies remained Liquid Snake and that unfriendly King of Hell; he found both of them quite annoying.
"Our mission is to bring back the statue. If we can't take it back, then we destroy it!" Tightening his grip on his shield, Rogers watched as the Eldritch Guardians slowly approached and suddenly shouted, "Attack!"
In the next moment, missiles flew as Iron Man's suit unleashed a barrage of firepower that wiped out a circle of enemies.
Peter swung through the air with ease, kicking down several guards with each descent.
Rogers' shield spun like a cutting machine, sending masked heads tumbling down.
With their combined efforts, the surrounding Eldritch Guardians were swiftly cleared away, their bodies turning to ash.
"It looks impressive, but it's not as tough as it seems," Peter said as he surveyed the area with a click of his tongue.
Tony stowed away his weapons while Jarvis scanned everything around them. As he analyzed the corpses, he suddenly felt those ashes gathering together as if they were alive. The movement gradually intensified, transforming from a trickle into a torrent.
"Hey, hey, hey! You're kidding me, right?"
Watching as a guard rose before him to a height resembling that of a statue, casting an ominous shadow over him, Peter's face wore an expression of disbelief.
With a loud bang, Tony's hand cannon fired at the chest of the Giant Guardian.
To their astonishment, the shot seemed to have no effect, as if a mosquito had merely bitten it. The Giant Guardian showed no signs of damage, not even a scratch.
"What the hell is this thing?" Peter couldn't help but curse. The five Giant Guardians summoned by the slain guards appeared to be invincible.
Dodging a massive punch from the enraged giant, Rogers fell into deep thought, contemplating their next move.
Peter had done little research on this matter, especially since it involved the arcane.
Tony provided a surprisingly accurate answer. "This is an Energy Being, likely what we refer to as magic. These guardians aren't regenerating; they simply haven't died. Killing them must have triggered a second state, causing them to merge into one."
Upon hearing this, Rogers' eyes lit up. "We need to take down these five big guys!"
The two were momentarily stunned before realizing that he meant to transform the Eldritch Guardian into a single entity.
Tony charged forward, and Peter swung into action as well.
As one who couldn't fly, Rogers used his speed to lure the enemies. Under his command, they quickly dispatched the five Giant Guardians, just as they had anticipated, merging them into one.
However, the final form was somewhat unexpected.
Tony pointed at the creature before them—a Jackal-headed Man standing only 19 meters tall—and exclaimed in surprise, "This seems a bit different from what we expected."
There's a saying: bigger isn't always better; size doesn't equate to strength.
If the Eldritch Guardian had transformed into a colossal entity, Rogers would have felt more confident. But now, his expression was grave. "Be careful; this guy is dangerous."
Before they could fully grasp the meaning of danger, the Jackal-headed Man vanished and reappeared behind Tony with a massive axe in hand.
A warning from Jarvis blared in Tony's ear as he pushed off the ground, sliding several meters before turning around just in time to see the giant axe sweep through where he had just stood. A deep gash appeared on his elbow where the blade grazed him, nearly inflicting serious injury.
"Watch out! That guy's axe is sharp!"
With Tony's reminder, Rogers, who was engaged in battle with the Jackal-headed Man, raised his shield to block the massive axe. However, the terrifying force still sent him flying.
In the next moment, Peter found himself face to face with the Jackal-headed Man, who was staring at him unblinkingly.
Amidst his mixed feelings of amusement and disbelief, Peter noticed a glimmer of intelligence in the Jackal-headed Man's crimson eyes, which left him momentarily stunned. He didn't even register that the giant axe was about to cleave him in two.
It wasn't until the axe blade was nearly upon him that Rogers' shield collided with him forcefully, followed by Rogers' furious shout, "If you want to die, can you at least pick a better time?"
Snapping back to reality, Peter retreated from the fray and hesitated before voicing his discovery, "Steve, this guy seems to possess human-like intelligence."
Rogers, who was continuously blocking attacks, listened with skepticism until the Jackal-headed Man suddenly spoke, leaving him utterly astonished.
"Who would consider you lowly beings as anything significant?"
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