Chapter 1072

"No! They cannot die!"

"Someone save them!"

"The battle outside needs your support! Come on, brothers!"

"Who else can save them?"

"Is that, is that Scott?!"

"Quick!"

"But what's the use of Scott? Can he resist the flood?"

Everyone was excited.

Scott's figure could already be seen in the footage.

At this time, Scott was still in his shrunken state,

stepping on a small piece of wood

like he was rowing a boat,

rushing toward the three along the water flow.

"Hold on!"

"I'm coming!"

Scott shouted loudly,

jumped from the small piece of wood,

landed on a rock,

and with the help of a pencil lever,

ran quickly toward the three.

But halfway through, he suddenly fell into the water flow,

being washed away and rolling incessantly.

The viewers in the live broadcast room were shocked.

They were very worried that Scott would have a problem.

He was the only one who could still act normally.

If he were also trapped,

there would really be no one left to save Banner and the others.

Amidst everyone's concern,

the footage jumped again.

It was in the shallow pipe tunnel.

Barton was holding the Infinity Gauntlet,

running frantically in one direction.

Behind him, hideous roars rang out.

It was the group of crawlers chasing him.

The tunnel was narrow.

If it weren't for Barton's several quick sharp turns,

he would have already been caught by the crawlers.

"Roar!"

But clearly, the crawlers' speed was getting faster and faster.

Watching them about to catch up to Barton,

Barton thought of a clever plan.

He reached out and took several sharp arrows from his quiver,

threw them with force,

and stuck them directly on both sides of the passage.

Red light flickered on them.

When the crawlers passed by,

a roaring explosion rang out suddenly.

Immediately, the crawlers were turned into corpses in the explosion.

Barton was also impacted by the violent explosion,

being blasted onto the passage above,

smashing fiercely into the wire mesh.

Barton looked back,

only to find that only the crawlers in the front part were torn to pieces,

while the crawlers behind were still roaring and biting toward him.

In the emergency,

Barton raised his hand suddenly,

firing a grappling hook wire toward the tunnel above.

He pressed a button,

and immediately, with the retraction of the steel cable,

he rushed upward quickly,

while taking out a long blade.

When the crawlers below rushed up,

he slashed them to death directly with the sharp long blade.