Baldy's Bloody Battle in All Directions

"Hey? Don't! God!" He had no desire to go outside, but Gungnir took control of his body and forcibly dragged him out of the nursing center.

Red Skull had no idea he was being controlled by Gungnir. Seeing him rush out with a spear in hand, he thought his secret had been exposed.

He removed his mask, revealing that ferocious, muscle-ridged face.

"Red Skull?!!" Those facial features were simply too distinctive. Baldy, already charging forward, nearly fainted from fright. Yet his feet seemed no longer his own. Not only did he not slow down, his pace increased by another twenty percent.

Fear and confusion twisted his facial muscles, while his body remained under Gungnir's control. Baldy's expression became extremely distorted, and he waved his arms and claws as though he were about to stab Red Skull to death with one thrust.

Red Skull stopped his men and told them not to fire yet. He had investigated Baldy's record. The man was just a desk agent, and his stiff movements made it obvious that he usually neglected training. Now that he had gathered the courage to oppose him, it was probably because of his loyalty to Director Daisy Johnson.

If it had been a skilled fighter, someone like Crossbones, Red Skull would not have bothered with a duel. He was an ambitious tyrant and did not care about appearances. But Baldy's laughably weak movements made him eager to try.

"A loyal warrior. Let me deal with him." Red Skull calmly drew his saber. Between beheading his enemy and piercing his heart, he chose decapitation. It would be more intimidating.

He had already planned every step. He would remain still, first parry the spearhead thrust directly at him, then sweep his blade sideways and take the man's head.

The saber in his