Mississippi is located on the east bank of the Mississippi River in the southern United States, bordering Mexico to the south, Tennessee to the north, Alabama to the east, and Louisiana and Arkansas to the west.
Although written by the famous left-wing writer Mark Twain, its beautiful scenery is full of romanticism.
But in fact, this is the most economically backward, poorest, and most racially discriminatory place in the United States. It is also the place where various extremist organizations and cults breed.
In particular, Voodoo, which spread from Dahomey to Haiti and then from Haiti, has already taken root in this land.
Coupled with the vast land and sparse population, many poorly educated and very stubborn and stupid guys are often full of inexplicable fanaticism towards religion and mysticism.
Some farms or ranches in the name of a certain sect are actually tools used by the cult to make money.
They directly treat the so-called believers as free slaves in modern society, making them perform heavy physical labor every day without paying a penny, and they also brainwash them every day.
Men in the family are even induced to offer their wives and daughters to high-level leaders such as religious leaders to prove their devotion to "gods".
Of course, if it is just about making money and satisfying selfish desires, it is nothing. Although it is evil and despicable, it has not reached the level of expulsion.
However, a small number of the many cults are truly mentally ill and will engage in a series of cruel and crazy rituals including human sacrifice and suicide.
Coupled with the BUFF bonus of the proliferation of guns, the poor local police force did not even dare to take care of it.
As long as no big trouble is caused and exposed by the media, the two sides are basically in a state of harmony.
In some places, the police are simply members of the cult, specializing in covering up the organization and providing important information in a timely manner.
If it were just a group of lunatics and lunatics armed with weapons, it would be nothing to S.H.I.E.L.D., which was backed by the Security Council. It could be easily eliminated by just dispatching two special operations teams.
But the question is, what if someone among these cults suddenly gains supernatural magical power by accident?
At this moment, in the barn of an abandoned farm, Coulson and a group of agents stood in front of a "Tree of Life" pieced together with mutilated corpses, staring at this bloody and cruel "artwork" with a pale face. ".
Especially the young pregnant woman who was nailed to the front with a large font, her face actually showed a strange happy smile.
After careful observation and testing, an autopsy examiner responsible for providing technical support reported in a heavy tone with a hint of horror: "The time of death of these corpses should be three days ago. They were dismembered while they were still alive, but they didn’t rot due to some unknown energy.”
“What? What’s going on with the weird expressions on their faces?” Isn't it painful? Or did they take a lot of hallucinogens and anesthetics?" Colson asked with a frown.
"Sorry, the specific reason is not yet clear, but no signs of drug use were found in the blood residues."
The technicians quickly gave a negative answer.
Although as a member of S.H.I.E.L.D., he had seen many "shocking" scenes before, this was the first time for him to experience such a mind-numbing thing.
If nothing else, I’m afraid I’m going to receive psychological counseling after this field mission.
Otherwise, I might have to live with this nightmare for weeks or even months.
“Damn it! This is already the fourth time this month, and each time the death toll is more than thirty. If this cult organization cannot be found and eliminated quickly, the situation will definitely become worse and worse. The worse.”
Clint Barton couldn't help but curse under his breath.
As the number one hitter in the bureau, it is naturally impossible for him to miss a task like this that requires a strong personal combat capability.
In fact, Hawkeye has participated in more than seven operations related to supernatural forces in the past month or two, and each time he played an unexpected key role.
Through research, copying, and reverse engineering of certain black technologies and magic items, some of the arrows he used have been able to penetrate various low-level shields.
And this is exactly what firearms cannot do.
Coulson ignored Hawkeye who was venting his emotions, but directly asked the divine monk with the title of consultant: "Mr. Balthazar, can you get any useful clues from these broken corpses?"
"Well - how to put it, although I don't know much about magic, I can also see that all the corpses are blessed with necromancy spells.
As for whether it is arcane magic Whether it is magic or magic, or some kind of magic-like ability, it is not easy to judge yet
But what is certain is that all these ritual actions may be related to sacrifice.
If I guess correctly, they should be trying to twist the souls of these dead and create a god of their own.”
Balthazar expressed his judgment expressionlessly.
"What? Create a god!"
Colson's expression suddenly changed.
Because he already knew from previous visits that even the weakest god has the ability to easily destroy a planet.
If one of these things appeared on Earth, the consequences would be absolutely catastrophic.
Upon seeing this, Balthazar immediately smiled and waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, the god I am referring to here is not a god in the true sense, but the god that this cult thinks it is.
Its real name should be someone A powerful magical creature, a cursed creature to be precise.
Perhaps given enough time, such a cursed creature will gradually acquire divinity by absorbing twisted souls and fanatical beliefs, and then become a terrifying evil god.”
Hearing that it was not a real god, Coulson was obviously relieved and continued to ask: "Then how difficult do you think this cursed creature is to deal with?"
"It depends. Is it a spirit or a physical entity?
Usually, those with entities are slightly easier to deal with.
At least that's what it looks like to you.
But if it is a spirit body, weapons such as firearms will be useless, and only magic and energy can really cause damage to it.
In addition, as a cursed creature, it should have many spell-like abilities.
For example, a terrible curse is instantly placed on a person, causing him to lose his strength, physique, agility and other attributes, turning him from a healthy strong man into a weak person who can even walk out of breath.
Another example is to draw life force and strength through touch, which will lead to death after a few touches.
The most terrifying thing is that once it enters a densely populated city and goes on a killing spree, it only needs to kill tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people before its power will quickly expand to an unimaginable level.
When millions of people in a city all die..."
Speaking of this, Balthazar paused and deliberately did not say the final conclusion, but the implication was very It's obvious.
With so many souls, so many fears, resentments and other negative emotions gathered together, even if you can't become a god, you will become something like a god or an ancient evil
You must know that in the continent of Faerun, sacrificing thousands to tens of thousands of people in a city can cause extremely serious consequences, not to mention the large urban circles of millions or tens of millions in modern society on earth, and there are a lot of darkness , rotten, fallen souls.
"Fuck!"
Realizing the seriousness of the problem, even a good old guy like Coulson couldn't help but swore, and then turned around and shouted at his subordinates. Roared: "Quick! Investigate all the surveillance videos within a radius of fifty kilometers for me immediately! No matter who these guys are, I want to know their whereabouts within twenty-four hours!"
"Yes! Sir !”
The agents were obviously frightened by the horrific scene described by Balthazar. They did not dare to waste even a second and immediately rushed out and drove to a nearby place equipped with surveillance cameras.
Since this place happens to be a vast area of farms and pastures, there are very few residents and surveillance cameras, so just scanning them will probably take some time.
But fortunately, after Coulson reported the situation, SHIELD immediately sent additional manpower.
To be exact, Nick Fury was almost scared to jump out of his chair when he learned about this.
Especially in magic-related fields, SHIELD currently has very little information, which can even be described as almost none.
This means that they must believe 100% what Balthazar says.
Because no one dares to bet on whether this matter will develop into the worst-case scenario.
After all the agents left the barn on the farm and started working separately, Colson rubbed his face that was getting older and older due to overtime work, staying up late, and anxiety every day, and subconsciously wanted to Turn around and talk to Balthazar to learn more about this.
As a result, I saw that the other party was playing with the mobile phone he had just received, and seemed to be chatting with someone.
This relaxed attitude undoubtedly left him quite speechless, and he kept complaining in his heart that the situation in the game was about to explode, but the other party still acted like nothing was wrong, but he couldn't help but ask: "Who are you chatting with?"
Bazaza responded without raising his head: "My exclusive assistant."
"You have a dedicated assistant?"
Colson opened his mouth in surprise.
After all, these days, he has been with this messenger from another world almost every day, but he has never seen the other party recruit assistants or subordinates.
“Those banks equipped me with it.
You should know that my deposits in several banks have reached tens of billions of dollars, so I can enjoy the most advanced services. .
And this exclusive assistant is one of them.
Actually, I have almost a dozen dedicated assistants now. No matter what I want to do, I just need to give them a call and it will be done.
Even if it’s buying a plane or a luxury yacht. "
Bathazar said something that could make people angry in a nonchalant tone.
Even an agent like Coulson, who has received professional training and does not value money very much, suddenly felt that He was in a panic, but he still had to force a smile and tried: "What are you talking about? Could it be about investment, finance, stocks, bonds, etc.? ”
"No, of course not. I'm not interested in making more money.
What's more, if I'm short of money, I can always ask the owner for tens of thousands of tons of gold, or take out Technology that leads the world for decades or hundreds of years
This assistant sent me a message because someone gave me an invitation letter, and it seemed that he wanted me to attend a Stark Industry Expo.
If I remember correctly, the current owner of this company, Tony Stark, should be the Iron Man who has been active around the world recently?
I have to say. , his behavior is really high-profile, very proud, and a little bit naive, just like a spoiled child.”
Balthazar looked at the massive news reports displayed on the screen of his mobile phone and gave his own evaluation of this "superhero" very simply.
Colson nodded with deep understanding: "I completely agree with you.
But Mr. Stark is one of the few talented scientists on earth, and the director has placed great trust in him. Very high expectations.
Maybe we will need his intelligence in the near future.
But I am more concerned about the cult now than going to Stark Industries Expo. How to solve the problem?
You know, we don't want large-scale civilian casualties. "
"Don't worry, if things really get out of hand, I will take action myself. ”
Balthazar gave his promise straightforwardly.
As a person who was once lawful good and now lawful neutral, he certainly would not sit back and watch civilians being massacred by evil forces.
But that doesn't mean he will become a firefighter and a babysitter
Especially when the protection agreement has not yet been signed.
"Um...how many casualties does "out of control" mean?" Colson asked in an uncertain tone.
Basazar thought for a moment and replied: "One hundred thousand people. Because once the souls of more than one hundred thousand people are swallowed, it will become a bit troublesome to deal with it. I'm afraid that when I go all out, I will not be able to do it." Be careful to blow up the planet under your feet."
After that, he turned and left without looking back, leaving Coulson alone in front of the creepy corpse tree.
After several minutes, the latter recovered from the shock and dialed his director's phone again to report the situation.
Maybe the word "Explosive Star" can be regarded as a joke when spoken by others, but it must be treated as true when spoken by Balthazar.
Because the opponent has already demonstrated the ability to break stars with his bare hands, more than once, and with more than one person.
While SHIELD was in a hurry from top to bottom, Hydra hiding in the dark also started its own actions.
Ever since they learned that what this unknown cult was creating had the potential to become a god, they quickly tracked the opponent's location with their unique underground intelligence network, and then launched action without hesitation.
As the leader of snakes in North America, Alexander Pierce even did not hesitate to activate his own trump card - the Winter Soldier.
Right now, the heavily armed Bucky Barnes was standing outside a motel on the roadside. He directly raised the personal rocket launcher in his hand, pointed it at one of the rooms and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Boom! ! ! ! ! !
I saw dazzling tail flames flying through the air, and warheads filled with high explosives and small steel balls specially designed to kill infantry units broke the windows and entered the room, triggering a violent explosion.
One unlucky guy's half-body body even flew out of the broken window in the explosion, and the burnt intestines and minced meat were scattered everywhere.
You must know that nothing is more lethal to people than detonating a bomb filled with small steel balls indoors.
Almost no flesh and blood body can withstand such an attack.
Even if you wear a bulletproof vest or a bulletproof helmet, the probability of survival will not exceed 10%.
“Up!”
The Winter Soldier threw away the launcher in his hand and waved the metal arm to signal the Hydra operations team behind him to enter the room for search.
But just when these people had just killed the frightened hotel owner, a burst of black smoke quickly spewed out from the bombed room and enveloped the entire hotel at an extremely fast speed.
The next second...
The eerie laughter echoed in the ears of every living person.
"Hee hee hee hee hee-"
In an instant, the Hydra action team who rushed into the first floor of the hotel screamed in horror.
“Ahhhhhh!!!!!!”
"Monster! There is a monster! Retreat quickly!"
"No! No! Don't come over! Don't come over!"
"Fire! Fire!"
"Fake! Bullets are useless against it!"
"We can't get out! All the windows and doors are blocked by an unknown force field!"
...
For a moment, gunshots, explosions, roars, and cries of death were intertwined.
After everything returned to calm, the terrifying black mist finally disappeared completely, leaving only the mutilated corpses lying scattered on the floor of the hall, with an expression of fear remaining on each face.
Just when the Winter Soldier wanted to get closer to figure out the situation, a black shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air, and suddenly raised its head to reveal a distorted face that could not be described in words.
The unknown creature slowly opened its mouth to reveal a mouth of teeth stained red with blood, spit out a dozen broken fingers from its mouth, and finally disappeared into thin air.
That kind of terror that strikes straight into the soul, even a tool like Bucky Barnes who has been brainwashed and controlled for a long time and only knows how to execute orders, can't help but feel chills in the bottom of his heart.
Just when he was hesitating to go in, a voice suddenly came from the communication device in his ear.
"Stop the action immediately! Retreat!"
Hearing this order, the Winter Soldier got on his motorcycle and left without saying a word, not forgetting to light a fire before leaving. Set the motel on fire.
At the same time, Alexander Pierce, who was far away at home, had just watched the horrific massacre through the recorders worn on the members of the action team. He turned around and asked his men: "You What do you think that is?”
"Can't be sure. But it is certainly not afraid of small weapons such as firearms and rocket launchers. Even large-caliber artillery and missiles may not have any effect." Sitwell replied, wiping the sweat from his forehead. .
Obviously, the scene just now gave him a huge impact, so much so that his heartbeat rate is now more than twice the usual rate.
Especially the last action where he obviously rushed towards the camera, it seemed like he had discovered himself.
"This is the power of necromancy! It's scary and fascinating, isn't it?"
Alexander Pierce raised his glass and raised his head to drink down the whiskey in it. He didn't show any timidity, but became extremely excited.
Yes!
Just excited! As the previous leader of SHIELD, he was qualified to participate in meetings held by the Security Council, and he also saw the information brought back by Nick Fury and a group of experts.
Alexander Pierce was obviously more interested in the magical part than the scientific part.
After all, the obsession with supernatural powers is the tradition of the Hydra organization.
And he already knew clearly that the master behind Balthazar was an out-and-out demon.
Sitwell replied bravely: "Yes, it is indeed scary and fascinating. But the problem is that we do not have the means to control it now. You have also seen that even the Winter Soldier There is no threat to this monster."
"Because of this, we need to obtain relevant knowledge. After all, the door to the mystery is open, and the only thing we need to do is to offer gifts and loyalty to the devil. , in exchange for his generous gifts."
While saying these words, Alexander Pierce's eyes flashed with a strange red light.
"You...what are you?!"
Sitwell clearly noticed something strange, and the muscles all over his body suddenly tightened, and he kept swallowing saliva.
But Alexander Pierce smiled indifferently, rolled up his sleeves to reveal the red and hot mark on his arm, and said meaningfully: "I have been enlightened, the great Enlightenment, can you understand that feeling? "
The moment he blurted out the last word, a red hot flame burst out from his palm, and it only took a few seconds for its temperature to reach its peak. It melted the empty glass that had been filled with wine.
Sitwell was obviously not a fool. He immediately realized that the snakehead he was loyal to was the same as the superpowers captured and killed by S.H.I.E.L.D., and had also gained knowledge and knowledge from another world. strength.
The only uncertainty is when exactly this power was obtained.
Alexander gave straightforward instructions: "Immediately let people keep an eye on the movements of this group of cultists, and pass the news to Nick Fury's ears when they enter the big city. I want to see with my own eyes, this cursed creature is devouring How powerful can you become after absorbing the souls of countless people?"
"Understood!"
Sitwell nodded quickly, then turned and left quickly as if running for his life.
After he was completely gone, Alexander Pierce hid the mark on his arm again and murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "War, hunger, poverty, hypocrisy, short-sightedness, Stupid, this miserable world needs to be reshaped and a new order needs to be established, and I am the chosen one to carry out this sacred mission."
...
A few days later, at the opening ceremony of the Stark Industry Expo, Iron Man, wearing his slutty red and gold-painted mecha, landed steadily in the center of the venue, slowly walked out, raised his hands and enjoyed the applause and cheers. , delivered a rather narcissistic speech.
No one noticed at all. This famous billionaire hid in a corner and secretly tested the palladium content in his blood with a homemade instrument while no one was paying attention.
Obviously, the small cold fusion reactor that allowed him to transform into a superhero is gradually becoming the murderer who will kill him.
And the speed is much faster than expected.
But as a very proud and arrogant person, Tony Stark obviously will not tell anyone this secret.
Because he doesn't allow himself to show vulnerability and helplessness in front of anyone.
Even if you are going to die, you should die standing like a strong man, instead of lying on a hospital bed and needing help even to go to the toilet.
But fortunately, he still has enough time to make all arrangements for his funeral.
Thinking of this, the billionaire and superhero took a deep breath and prepared to greet the important guests who were invited as usual.
Since the circle of powerful people in Europe and the United States is so large, almost powerful people have become familiar with each other, so it is basically not difficult to deal with it. It is nothing more than saying hello, greeting each other, and then See if there is any possibility of cooperation.
But among this group of acquaintances, Tony Stark suddenly spotted a strange figure, and immediately asked curiously: "Who is that person? Why have I never seen him before?"
"Which one is that?" ?”
Pepper Potts asked subconsciously.
"It's the bald man standing alone by the window."
While pointing to the location, Tony Stark began to ask his artificial intelligence butler Jarvis to query the other party's information.
I have to say that his behavior is quite rude and even lacks the most basic education and respect for others.
Pepper Potts just glanced at it and immediately explained: "That is Mr. Balthazar, a mysterious figure who suddenly topped Forbes magazine's wealth list recently. There are rumors that he is an ancient A descendant of the family, some say he inherited a large fortune. But what is certain is that he is really rich."
"Oh? Is he richer than me?"
Iron Man's competitive spirit was suddenly aroused.
After all, he is confident that he will not lose to anyone in terms of inhumanity.
But just a second later, Tony Stark's confident smile solidified on his face.
Because according to the information listed by Jarvis, Balthazar's total deposits in major banks alone reached an astonishing 250 billion U.S. dollars, completely crushing himself.
You must know that this is a deposit!
Not stocks, real estate, real estate, bonds!
It is cash that can be used at any time and does not need to be sold for cash!
"Faq! How can this guy have so much cash? Where does his money come from!"
Tony Stark couldn't help but curse.
"Sir, according to the information I collected from the Internet, Mr. Balthazar seems to be selling large amounts of gold to several banks, and the total weight may be as high as several thousand tons."
Jarvis's electronic sound came through the headset.
"Gold? Thousands of tons? Are you kidding? How can anyone in this world produce thousands of tons of gold!"
Iron Man expressed strong doubts about the authenticity of this matter.
But obviously you can’t blame him.
After all, gold is a scarce precious metal on earth, and the cost and difficulty of mining are quite high.
All gold mines with slightly higher reserves are basically in the hands of the state or individual large mining companies.
"Sorry, sir, this is the result of my analysis. And in this matter, there seem to be traces of cover-up by powerful government departments." Jarvis continued to add.
"Interesting! Then let me go and meet him."
As he said that, Tony Stark handed the wine glass in his hand to the bodyguard, walked straight to Balthazar, and said with a half-joking He greeted in a tone of voice: "Welcome, Mr. World's Richest Man. How are you, are you satisfied with the opening ceremony of the Stark Industry Expo?"
"Very good, quite lively, thank you. The invitation you sent.”
Basazar looked at the short and not strong human male in front of him with interest.
"Hahaha! You thanked the wrong person. Because it was not me who sent the invitation, but my assistant."
Tony turned around and winked at Pepper Potts very childishly.
But soon he turned back and continued to test: "Mr. Balthazar, if you don't mind, can you tell me about you or your family's family history? Please forgive my ignorance. Before that, I I’ve almost never heard anything about you.”
“It’s no big deal, I just sold some gold coins to the bank, that’s all.”
Bathazar didn’t have any cover. The answer was given straightforwardly.
“Thousands of tons of gold?”
Tony raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
Basazar nodded without hesitation: "Yes, thousands of tons."
"Then where did you get all this gold?"
Tony is obviously not a person who knows when enough is enough, and he puts on a show of wanting to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it.
Because he was too curious about how a person could obtain thousands of tons of gold.
And when dealing with those vampire bankers, the other party actually chose to give money instead of using some other means.
"Get it from the warehouse. Oh, I almost forgot, I also brought a gift to give you."
As he spoke, Balthazar took one out of his arms The gray rectangular wooden box was handed over.
“A gift?”
Tony took it and opened it directly, only to find several pieces of metal material of different colors inside.
Out of a scientist's instinctive reaction, he immediately ordered his artificial intelligence butler: "Jarvis, scan these substances."
In an instant!
A light curtain passes through the middle of the box.
About two or three seconds later, Jarvis said: "I'm very sorry, sir. I can't give the names of these substances. Because they have never been found on earth."
"What? You mean...this stuff comes from outer space?"
Tony raised his head suddenly and stared at the bald man standing in front of him with eyes full of shock and disbelief.
"There is insufficient data to determine. Maybe it comes from outer space, maybe it is some kind of synthetic new element, but what is certain is that they all have very high hardness and toughness, far exceeding any current synthetic material. "
After saying this, Jarvis stopped making any sound.
"So... you are an alien? Is that why you can take out so much gold in one go and let the government's powerful departments conceal your identity for you?"
Tony's eyes shone slightly. , I felt as if I had discovered a great secret.
Balthazar responded with a smile: "That's just your guess, I didn't admit it. Also, I suggest you don't talk nonsense, otherwise the relevant departments will definitely come back to cause trouble."
Just in Tony When he was still about to ask a few questions, Colson suddenly ran over from a distance and said out of breath: "Mr. Balthazar, I finally found you. Don't waste time, Come with me now, that thing is going out of control."
"What is going out of control?"
Tony obviously knew Coulson and grabbed the latter's arm. Ask.
"Sorry, Mr. Stark, this matter involves confidentiality. I cannot tell any outsiders."
The words have not yet been spoken!
Colson pushed Iron Man away, pulled Balthazar and ran outside.
Before Tony could react to what was happening, screams and exclamations suddenly came from outside the venue.
I saw a Quinjet full of science fiction colors suddenly lifted its optical camouflage, and was openly exposed to countless reporters and cameras.
Several heavily armed soldiers jumped down from above, dispersed the reporters and onlookers who had gathered to block the door, and escorted Colson and Balthazar up.
Once the hatch was closed, it rose into the air and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Tony! What's going on?"
The confused Pepper Potts finally came back to his senses and asked.
"I'm not sure, but I'm sure something big happened. Jarvis, search global news immediately."
Iron Man gave orders to his artificial intelligence butler, While walking back quickly, he put on the steel suit that he took off before.
After a while, he locked on one of them among the large amount of news.
Because the pictures taken from the scene are so terrifying, terrifying and creepy.
On a pedestrian street in the center of a densely populated city, hundreds of mutilated corpses were lying scattered, and some of them were even nailed to a giant tree made of corpses in the center of the square.
A figure whose whole body was like a black hole, absorbing all the surrounding light, was standing there and letting out a weird laugh.
Several policemen rushed forward and opened fire wildly, trying to eliminate the monster, but the result was that all the bullets passed through the void body.
Just one second later, the bodies of all these policemen were smashed into pieces by an invisible force without any warning. A large amount of blood and internal organs spurted out. The bloody scene was beyond the reach of even a slaughterhouse.
"This...what the hell is this?"
Iron Man was instantly frightened and trembled. At the same time, he felt the urge to urinate and excreted all the wine and drinks he had just drank. Got out.
Thankfully there is a circulatory system in the steel suit, otherwise he would be embarrassed.
"Sir, the target is suspected to have very powerful supernatural powers, and the danger level is very high. I suggest you not get close."
Jarvis quickly gave what he thought was the most reasonable advice.
But if Tony Stark would listen, it wouldn't be him.
Without saying a word, this guy took off and flew towards the location of the incident. As he flew back, he asked: "Is the destination of the plane just now the same as mine?"
"Yes, sir."
Jarvis replied in the affirmative without thinking.
"Awesome! Let's see what this alien is capable of."
After that, Steel Battle accelerated instantly and chased after him like a missile.
On the Quinjet, the pilot glanced at the radar, turned his head and shouted to Coulson in the cabin behind: "Tony Stark is following us! Do you want to get rid of him?"
"Forget it. With the performance of the Quinjet, it is not easy to get rid of him."
Colson smiled bitterly and shook his head.
There is no way, why is my father one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D., and he is a genius scientist and billionaire.
Generally speaking, as long as he doesn't make principled mistakes, basically no one dares to do anything to him.
Especially after realizing the situation of the earth and mankind, the Security Council has listed some high-level talents who need to be protected.
And Tony Stark is one of the top people.
What's more, Coulson, who was so anxious, couldn't care about so much now. He directly turned on his mobile phone to project all the pictures taken at the scene, and introduced with a serious face: "Mr. Balthazar, you mentioned before The cursed creature that arrived had entered the city and slaughtered at least tens of thousands of civilians around it
Now it has enveloped the entire city center for several kilometers.
Our agents just got a little closer and began to go crazy uncontrollably and kill each other.
And according to the images captured by the satellite, this black circular area is still spreading to the periphery at a range of five kilometers per hour.
It won’t be long before the entire city is enveloped. "
"No need to waste your breath, I already know the situation. ”
Balthazar raised his hand to stop the other party from continuing to provide so-called "intelligence".
Because just from the picture, he could already tell to what extent the power of this cursed creature had expanded.
As expected, the top leaders of this cult used human beings' negative emotions and twisted souls to create something extraordinary.
It’s just that he doesn’t quite understand why the mages of Kama Taj still didn’t react at all when something like this happened, and even the guardian of the earth, the supreme mage Ancient One, didn’t show up.
“Can you fix it?”
Coulson clearly wanted a definite answer.
Because this incident has caused an uproar in the bureau.
The US military even proposed using nuclear warheads to blow up entire cities.
In fact, right now, there are four planes ready to take off at any time, and three nuclear missiles are already launching and waiting for orders.
Once the situation gets out of control, these nuclear warheads will be tilted towards the heads of their own people without hesitation.
In terms of not being a human being, the U.S. military and government can be said to have a long record of criminal records. The files that will never be declassified can fill several rooms. Many of these crazy experiments are definitely worthy of being labeled as anti-humanity. hat.
“No problem, leave it to me.”
Basazar pulled off his tie and threw it aside. At the same time, he unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt, revealing his strong chest muscles and eyes. There is no longer the usual gentleness and calmness in Li, and there is a suffocating sense of oppression all over the body...