Chapter 194: The Evil Syndicate
Baron Zemo stared at Abomination’s grotesque face. As if performing a magic trick, a scepter suddenly appeared in his hand—its tip pressed c
Baron Zemo stared at Abomination’s grotesque face. As if performing a magic trick, a scepter suddenly appeared in his hand—its tip pressed coldly against Abomination’s throat, radiating a paralyzing aura.
A chill spread from the scepter, seeping into Abomination’s body like creeping death. His instincts screamed a rare alarm: he was in danger. Real danger.
"Now," Zemo said, voice edged with steel, "you understand why I’m qualified to lead."
His voice lowered, each syllable laced with threat.
"Colonel Blonsky... let me spell it out for you. I’m stronger than you—way stronger. You’ll follow my lead, or you’ll be nothing. Without me, you wouldn’t even be a fart in the wind."
Abomination growled, muscles tensing, but that scepter—that damn scepter—set off alarms in every cell of his monstrous body. Ever since he became what he is, his instincts had never betrayed him.
That weapon could kill him. Instantly.
"Fine," Abomination muttered, arms crossed as he slowly backed off, still watching Zemo warily. "I’ll listen. For now. But you’d better prove you’re worth my respect—otherwise, I’ll make my own decisions."
"Wise choice, Abomination," Zemo said with a smug nod.
He led Abomination deeper into the base—toward its very heart.
The core of the underground facility was already bustling. Gathered there were the dark and infamous members of Zemo’s inner circle: