"Banner, give me the transmitter, you guys run, run in different directions."
"No, we won't leave you behind again."
Banner refused the order, looking around, his gaze locking onto a slope covered in vines nearby.
"There's a slope over there, we can slide down."
"Hiss—"
The Skull Crawler didn't give them time to discuss tactics.
It flicked its tail, its gaze greedily fixed on these three prey that looked so delicious.
It seemed to enjoy this cat-and-mouse thrill.
Then it launched another attack.
This time, its target was Alice.
In its perception, this little thing emitted an aura that made it uneasy, and it had to be eliminated first.
"Look out!"
Without thinking, Strange grabbed a handful of mud and sand from the ground and flung it violently at the monster's eyes.
This was a cheap street-fighting trick, but in a life-or-death moment, it was a god-tier move.
The mud and sand blinded the monster, causing its movements to pause slightly.
"Run!"
Banner scooped up Alice, Strange dragged the unconscious Hughes, and the three of them rolled, rushing recklessly toward the slope covered in thorns and vines.
This was simply a suicidal escape.
The slope was incredibly steep, and they didn't know where it led below.
But under the duress of that bloody maw behind them, it was their only path to survival.
"Ah—"
The four of them rolled down like tumbling gourds.
Thorns tore their clothes, rocks scraped their skin, and in the dizzying spin, there was only the whistling wind in their ears and the monster's angry roar behind them.
"Thump!"
She didn't know how long they had been rolling, but Alice felt herself finally crash heavily into a pile of soft sand.
"Cough, cough..."
She lifted her head with difficulty, spitting out a mouthful of sand.
The sunlight was blinding.
The sound of waves.
She paused for a moment, looking around.
This is a beach?
Yes, they had accidentally stumbled, rolling all the way down the slope back to the edge of the crescent-shaped beach where the plane had crashed.
"We're back?"
Strange was lying not far away, his face buried in the sand, one hand still clutching Hughes's ankle tightly.
Banner was lying beside him, his glasses completely shattered, gasping for air, looking like a stranded fish.
"It's not over yet."
Alice turned her head sharply to look at the edge of the jungle behind them.
That Skull Crawler hadn't given up.
It appeared at the top of the slope, its white bone armor looking exceptionally eerie in the sunlight.
However, it seemed hesitant about leaving the shade of the jungle, but its thirst for blood clearly overcame its instinct.
"Hiss—"
It slid down the slope, extremely fast, pouncing straight at the group on the beach.
"Damn it, it's followed us!" Strange desperately picked up a seashell, wanting to use it as a weapon, "This time it's really over!"
This was an open area, with the ocean behind them; they didn't even have a place to hide.
Just at this critical moment.
A sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out from the other side of the beach.
Immediately after.
A black arrow, carrying astonishing kinetic energy, struck the Skull Crawler's intact left eye with absolute precision.
The monster let out a shrill scream, its massive body stopping abruptly, shaking its head in pain as blood gushed from its eye socket.
Alice turned her head in surprise.
She saw a man kneeling on one knee near the nearby plane wreckage, holding a compound bow in his hand.
He was shirtless, with thick bandages wrapped around his thigh, the seeping blood staining the gauze red.
Clint Barton.
"Run, don't just stand there like idiots." Barton roared, nocking another arrow onto the string.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
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