Fortunately, his wisdom was not lost in the previous beating.

He had to thank Diavolo. If it hadn't been for that damn Sky Hammer protecting his life, his coma during this period would have been enough for him to freeze to death in the thick snow.

"Where's that bastard!"

Murdoc gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice.

He was afraid of triggering another blood avalanche and burying him again in deep snowdrifts.

He really didn't want to experience this kind of experience again.

The "bastard" deserves to be Zanum who fought with him on the snowy mountains.

White Giant, White Hulk, whatever.

Murdoc is a little impatient now.

He was a little confused about how long he had been buried. If he was unlucky and the Peggy Carter he had transformed died due to the loss of life force, then all his plans would have failed.

Murdoc did not want to suffer such an unexpected failure.

He moved his stiff arms and pulled the Sea Breaker's sky hammer out of the ground.

The material of this thing is not very common. After all, Diavolo made this thing by borrowing the inheritance of that unlucky guy Kull.

The material is Urugin, which is the kind of material suitable for using magic.

But the strength of this thing doesn't seem to be particularly ideal.

Therefore, there is already a circle of obvious marks on the Sea Breaker.

"Zanum, right? I will definitely find you and tear you apart!"

Murdoch gritted his teeth and said harsh words. He stood up very weakly. After identifying the direction, he walked towards the location of a secret base of Pioneer Technology.

At this time, Zanum was on SHIELD's operating table.

Beside the operating table is not the genius Dr. Stern, but Constantine.

After browsing through the documents, Constantine wandered around and happened to appear at the door of the laboratory.

Thanks to the effect of the identity card obtained from Nick Fury, he did not encounter any obstacles at the door.

At this time, most people in SHIELD were still in the dreamland, so naturally no one would question him.

And the moment he saw Zanum, he knew that this guy was the existence he was waiting for!

A "savage" with psychic abilities? Or a "snow monster"?

that's not important!

This guy doesn't look like he's a good person.

Constantine believed in his own intuition and discernment. He was always dealing with angels and demons. If he couldn't do this well, he would have been dead for who knows how many years.

The important thing is that Constantine has wanted to do this for a long time!

"What do you mean? I once had a dream. I wanted to be a doctor!"

Constantine picked up the scalpel, intending to leave a little casting material for himself.
Chapter completed!