Chapter 351 The Chaotic World (8,000 words, more to follow)
"Natasha, I think you should tell me what you have been doing during this time."
Nick Fury looked at Natasha who was drinking from a bottle of wine, his face as dark as ever.
At that time, he was almost crushed to pieces by the explosion, even though his appearance was just a small accident.
“On vacation, what happened?”
Natasha raised her eyes and glanced at Nick Fury, as if the reflective head attracted her attention.
“SHIELD needs your power, and you are on vacation.
Man, do you want me to tell you who else sacrificed their lives for world peace during this time? "
Nick Fury is still very good at using "morality" and "responsibility" to kidnap.
He also knew very well that this reason was enough to persuade Natasha.
"So I have lost another friend to drink with?"
Natasha said with blurred eyes.
The beautiful face showed some haggardness.
"Yes, Coulson died."
After Nick Fury hesitated for a while, he still told the news.
In his heart, if Coulson was still "alive", he would definitely be pleased that he could play a role in world peace.
He is just a good person.
"How did you die?"
Natasha lowered her gaze and looked at the snow on the ground.
“Are you planning to avenge him?”
Nick Fury twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Lizzy who was nestling in Hellboy's arms.
Now Hellboy no longer looks like a demon, he just looks like a tall and burly man.
After Hellboy was crushed by Barr, Orek threw out his soul and the part of human flesh and blood.
Although he still has considerable power, he has also lost some of the fragments of the rules of hell.
“It seems like another twisty story. But the only thing I can confirm is that it has nothing to do with you.”
Natasha let out a long breath of alcohol and her eyes turned red.
"Black Widow, SHIELD needs extraordinary power to face the current chaos, come back."
Dugan joined the conversation.
John Wicker on the side is looking at everything around him carefully.
"Why don't you go to Barton first? Damn, haven't I never been trustworthy in your eyes?"
Natasha's words were full of sarcasm.
"I can apologize."
Duggan said sincerely.
He even lowered his stiff neck.
“But I don’t accept it.”
Natasha said this.
"So Director, when do you plan to start work?"
A bright smile appeared on Natasha's face.
Just like she has always looked like.
The time to relax has been long enough, at least Natasha plans to do something for Coulson's dream.
"Tomorrow."
Nick Fury nodded.
After Natasha is taken care of, Hawkeye is also taken care of.
Barton has always been worthy of his limited trust, and it is the same now.
"Tony, I have always wanted to meet you again and sincerely apologize to you again."
Bucky, the Winter Soldier, grabbed Tony's shoulder with his remaining arm.
Of course, this has something to do with Tony not wearing the suit.
"Winter Soldier? I don't want to call you that."
Tony raised his eyes and looked at Bucky in front of him.
Compared to the existence of such a thing as the Hell Demon King, the resurrection of a dead person does not seem to be worth worrying about.
Besides, Tony has already forgiven Bucky.
"You can call me by my name, Bucky Barnes. You can call me whatever you want."
Bucky said this.
There was a bit of sadness in his eyes, but it was better than the lifeless look at the beginning.
“Okay, Bucky, what do you want from me?”
Tony said with a condescending smile on his face:
"If it's an apology, it's not necessary. I had already forgiven you at the time, but I didn't expect that you would make me feel the excitement of killing someone for the first time. ”
Tony looks like a playboy now.
"By the way, have you seen the captain?"
Tony asked, looking at Bucky's missing arm in front of him.
Obviously this guy has spent a lot of energy in the "secret realm".
"No, not long after I came here, I met the demon named Baal."
Bucky said this.
He has always wanted to meet Steve, but he has never found a chance recently.
"It seems that you are not very lucky, but let it go. I forgive you, but I will never give you an invitation to my prom. You are somewhat incompatible with the world I live in, veteran .”
Tony patted Bucky on the shoulder, shook his body and went to find Rasuk.
He really forgave Bucky, but he didn't let go of the loss so quickly.
This takes time.
"That's it, good dog! Bite, bite it!"
Barnar teased the husky in a loud voice, holding his leg bone in his hand and waving it constantly .
Rumlow on the other side had a headache. He couldn't persuade this guy Barnal.
"Banaar, ancestor. After you came out of that battle, all you wanted to do was play with this husky?"
Rumlow made a final effort and asked quietly With.
To this day, he is still a little worried about "Barnar's temper".
“You want to say, why do I know about those sacrifices, but I act like nothing happened in this place?”
Banal looked up at Rumlow and hugged the husky in his arms.
The husky whimpered, seeming a little uncomfortable.
“We will not hold a grand memorial service. It’s not that we are cold-blooded, but that in the previous world, we didn’t have time to do this.”
Banaar’s eyes were filled with emotion. Some memories.
“At that time, when you opened your eyes every day, you were facing the devil, and you had to face the torture of not having enough to eat every day. These seem a bit far away to you.
So recruits, I hope you can have a good talk with your leader instead of waiting for us old guys to come up and tell you our life experiences. ”
Banaar’s expression was as calm as ever.
Vader had done these words before, but Vader was gone.
In conjunction Together with Joe Ritz.
“Why don’t you go drink Tarik and have a chat now? But stay with me? Or are you reluctant to part with this wonderful dog? It's okay, I just keep it, you can see this lively little guy at any time.
Now go find Tariq.
Now may be the only time you can hear his true words. "
Barnar said while teasing the puppy in his arms.
He no longer looked up at Rumlow.
Barnar was always not optimistic about it. These recruits.
So he behaved a bit repulsively.
It is a tragedy that a world needs countless warriors.
But Banal had no choice.
Either become a warrior to protect everything you see, or die mourning as a victim.
His childhood dream was to be a farmer.
...
"Bulkessor, I think we can talk now."
Johanna sat on a stone opposite Bulkesso and said very seriously.
The armor on her body is constantly glowing, and it is obvious that her mood is not so good.
“What do you think of Steve?”
Bulkesso said casually.
I moved my body by the way, and the newly scabbed wounds cracked a little, and some blood oozed out.
"Bulkesser, you are a warrior, you know what to do after being injured."
Johanna frowned and said.
The Law of Hope on her body suddenly expanded in a circle, which helped the recovery of the injury.
"I met Steve at the feet of the Secret Realm Guard. He is a hero. At least an upright man."
Bulkesser had no idea of talking about his injury, but instead talked about it. Steve.
He held the mountain-splitting ax in his hand and looked at it carefully.
This is Qualkek's treasure. Even Bulcasso has no chance to look at this legend in such detail.
Now, this legend was entrusted to Bulcaisel as a reward for the best warrior among the new recruits.
And among the young people Bulcaisel observed, it seemed that no one was strong enough to carry the legend of Qualkek without being buried.
This made him hesitate.
“Integrity may not always be rewarded, but villains always thrive.”
Johanna said softly.
"Okay, you want to know my purpose, right."
Burcasso looked at Johanna in front of him seriously.
If Bulcaisel was still hesitant before letting Johanna know everything, now he is ready to let his partners share this responsibility.
“I don’t want to anymore.”
Johanna looked directly into Bulkesso’s eyes and said:
“I’m still not strong enough, that’s why you hesitate.< br>
If I were stronger than you, then you would be the one begging me to shoulder these burdens for you.
Bulkess, I can feel that you have never selflessly wanted to shoulder everything on your own.
It’s just that among us Nephalem, you are the most powerful, so you have to bear everything. "
Johanna dug out her backpack and took out a shriveled apple.
"This is the only thing I protected against Malthael's power. ”
This apple was lifted high. Although it was full of wrinkles, there was no trace of moisture.
But this apple is shining with a warm light.
It was the only thing that protected Johanna from the clutches of death.
The seeds inside can still germinate and grow into a fruit tree, constantly giving birth to life.
"I plan to give this to Steve. If he can remain strong and strong, then I can also hand over the name Johanna to him."
"Just accept him."
Bulkessor said.
At this time, Bulcasso was suddenly shocked to notice the wrinkles appearing on Johanna's face.
As a Nephalem with infinite lifespan, wrinkles signify the aging of the mind.
Johanna is no longer the little girl he saved from the devil.
"We know nothing about Malthael now."
"But I will only be stronger than him."
Bulkessor interrupted Johanna rudely.
"Will the strong always win!? Tell me! Aren't those ancestors strong? Aren't the first generations who fell under the conspiracy not strong?
< br>Bulkeso! How long will you continue to deceive yourself?
When you sacrifice for opportunities, when you use your life to prove that you have failed!? "
Johanna roared!
The power in her body continued to rise, turning everything around her into a prison of thunder!
"Fist of Heaven? It seems you have become stronger. "
Bulkessor said expressionlessly.
Then he tore off the charred skin on his body that had been bombarded by the Fist of Heaven, and casually took out an earthen jar from his backpack.
That is the legacy of Qualkek.
The only drink left by this old general who practiced caution and perseverance throughout his life.
Bulkeso poured it into his mouth, ignoring the increasingly intense lightning strikes.
"You won't keep winning. Bulcaisel!"
Johanna's voice was accusatory.
Somewhat sharp and full of sadness!
"I will win! I want to win more than anyone else."
Bulkessor said plainly.
I gently wiped off the mud seal on the earthen pot with my hand.
"So I won't lose."
After Bulcasso said this, he raised his head and slowly poured the wine in the jar into his mouth.
"Bitter, just as I thought."
He said softly.
Qualkirk's Bitters.
Bulkesso had already thought of it.
This old general will only keep the most insignificant things to himself.
Even the treasures that say goodbye to this world are just the cheapest materials, piled together haphazardly, which is a bit disgusting.
“What on earth are you going to do?”
Johanna’s gauntlet-covered palms firmly clasped Bulcasso’s shoulders, and pointed her face towards Bulcasso’s. Face.
It seems that such an action can show her determination.
"That's enough, Johanna! Since you are not going to hear me out about my purpose, then go and rest.
Your heir is coming soon. Now, change your face, Go to him with encouragement.
Just as your teacher did with you."
Bulcaisel stared into Johanna's eyes.
He saw a bit of the brilliance of his old comrade.
Johanna’s teacher is also named Johanna, and her teacher’s teacher is also named Johanna.
Maybe it won’t be long before Steve’s name will be changed to Johanna.
In short, there will only be one Crusader named Johanna in the world at the same time.
A boring past.
"Bulkasso, I won't watch you die in front of me."
Johanna gritted her teeth and left these words, turned and left the scene.
But she did not clean up the thunder left on the ground.
The anger on Bulcasso's body disappeared in a flash, and the snow on the ground surged and buried the thunder.
"Worusk, try it."
Bulcaisel said casually, pouring the bitter wine of Qualkek on the ground.
Warusk did not reply. Perhaps the wine was too bitter and left him speechless.
Not far away, Gu Yi stood in the snow, followed by Casillas, the barbarian who had become pure.
Gu Yi looked at Bulcasso silently, while Casillas stood silently behind her.
They waited until Bulcaisel left the place before they started talking.
"Casillas, how do you feel about being a warrior?"
Gu Yi turned his back to his former disciple, his voice as erratic as the clouds in the sky.
"Not bad, at least you don't need to think about where to get power from."
Casillas' tone was a little casual, seeming to be complaining.
"When you contacted the dark dimension and saw that it was me, what did you think?"
"I was thinking that you were really lying to me. You are obviously the one who has mastered the whole thing. The existence of the dark dimension, or you are Dormammu."
Casillas said honestly.
The impact of that scene on him was no less than the feeling of being knocked out by Canuck and having to eat black bread to satisfy his hunger.
He was mumbling the bread stick in his mouth like a toothless old woman, trying to soften it with saliva.
"Not long before you contacted the Dark Dimension, Bulcaisel helped me completely eliminate this guy Dormammu. From that time on, I gained strength and let go of a little bit of my burden."
Gu Yi said slowly.
I took out a very simple packaged milk candy from my pocket, with a white rabbit painted on the candy wrapper.
She slowly turned around and gently handed the candy in her hand to Casillas without saying a word.
Casillas spent his childhood by her side, growing from a child to a young and promising mage.
Casillas took the candy from Gu Yi's hand with some hesitation and carefully peeled off the sugar coating.
"Is my current path more suitable for me than being a mage?"
Casillas said this, his eyes full of expectation.
He slowly put the candy in his mouth and tasted it carefully.
"Maybe so. In this world, being a mage is never free. But a warrior is free."
Gu Yi said this.
The powerful mage is under the control of Emperor Weishan, and is influenced by those guys who hide their names and don't know where they are hiding.
Using a spell will have an impact on the body.
Even for Emperor Weishan to say "choose the supreme mage", they would gather together and have a brutal fight.
Such a mage is like a puppet.
"What does the mage have to face?"
Hearing this, Casillas suddenly raised his head and looked at his former teacher.
The anger in his body disappeared in a flash.
“Like Merlin?”
Gu Yi said softly with a peaceful smile on his face.
Casillas scratched his head and covered his face.
"I know, I will become the freest fighter. I will only fight for the people I am willing to protect."
Casillas's voice was low and hoarse.
"That's best. Now, go find your guide, and then wait for your prize."
As Gu Yi said this, his figure flickered and left the place.
The figure of Jotun Kule appeared in front of her.
"Mage, I think you may be one of the few smart people in this world? So will you tell me whether you are a smart person or not?"
Zortun Kule's Drake The voice creaked.
"What do you want to rob? As a powerful mage like you, I don't think I can do anything to help you."
Gu Yi said this.
There was no emotion at all, it was as clear as well water.
"It seems that you are not very smart, or are you pretending to be stupid?"
Jotun Kule continued.
My eyes were locked on the Eye of Agamotto hanging around Ancient Yi's neck!
Or the time stone!
A world never produces a group of gods without conflict.
Just like light and shadow, this world should have the incarnation of rules that are opposed to eternity.
And that's what the Infinity Stones are.
“Are you hiding this from Bulcasso?”
Gu Yi asked.
Jotun Kule was enough to let the Ancient One die quietly, but this would eventually be known to Bulkatho.
The sacred mountain of Harrogas at your feet will not hide anything important from Bulcaisel.
"Warusk and I hid the secrets from Burkaisu together. Will this answer surprise you?"
Zortun Kule laughed at the top of his lungs.
A stone flew up from the ground and passed through Jotun Kule's body.
"Okay, it's just a joke."
Jordon Kule dug into his pocket and pulled out a notebook.
"I plan to make a deal. As a mage, you are very talented and have the most important thirst for knowledge. Then I will point you to a completely different path. Can you lend me the time stone? Is it useful? "
Jordon Kule said this.
He learned about the existence of the Time Stone from Warusk's mouth.
So some ideas came about.
Let Bulcasso fight against all enemies, it saves trouble and effort, but who can guarantee that Bulcaisel will not fall to the conspiracy?
Jordon Kule would not do the foolish thing of putting all his eggs in one basket.
“No.”
Gu Yi said silently.
As the holder of the Time Stone, although Ancient One does not have much grasp of the rules of time.
But she knew exactly what the gem in her hand represented.
This is a symbol of the rules of this world.
What will happen if the concept of time is lost?
Will people from countless years and generations appear in the same scene?
Or will everything become nothing?
This world does not have a group of Time Lords dedicated to repairing the timeline to keep everything normal.
Gu Yi would not take this risk.
She has long passed the age where she can be hot-headed.
“Even if I tell you what I’m going to do with it?”
There was a hint of confusion in Jotun Kule's voice.
“No.”
Gu Yi repeated his answer again.
The mana in his body, which was like a well compared to Jotun Kule, began to sway.
"Guardian of the world? I thought no one but Bulcaisel would put themselves in such a stupid position.
In a sense, you are just as annoying as Bulcaisel. "
Jordon Kule smiled with a grin on his face:
"But if I rob it, what can you do? You are not as powerful as Bulcasso to reject me. ”
“This is Harrogath. ”
Gu Yi looked at Zortun Kule with contempt.
"Yes! Yes! This is Harrogath! This is the territory of the barbarians! I don't dare to risk being hunted down by Bulqessor to do anything unjust here!
But Can you stay on Harrogas forever?"
Jotun Kule said angrily.
He had no intention of doing anything bad with the power of the Time Stone.
But this is not the reason why Gu Yi believes in him.
"I need the power of time to give Bulkaiso another chance when he faces those potentially powerful enemies."
Zortun Kule said to himself with a stinky face. purpose.
“What can you get?”
Gu Yi raised his eyes and looked at the tall figure of Jotun Kule.
“Why is my selflessness always regarded as having ulterior motives?”
Jotun Kule's sharp voice sounded, a little crazy.
The first time he reminded the Nephalem, he was also questioned like this.
Maybe it’s because he has a bad face?
It seems a bit inappropriate for an ugly guy to want to be a hero?
“Now, I will give you my notes, but when that moment does come, I will seize the time by force.
I fulfilled my obligation to inform you, and you wouldn't be stupid enough to tell Bulkesso this, would you? "
Jotun Kule gritted his teeth and said.
After that, he left here, leaving only a notebook on the ground exuding strong mental fluctuations.
Ancient I looked at the notebook on the ground, ignored the possible risks, and reached out to pick it up.
Becoming stronger is the pursuit of never falling behind.
Just like Zordon Kule said, Ancient One does not have the ability to say no to a stronger person.
......
Frank held up his gun and shot a gangster into a beam of light that flew into the ring on his hand.
He curled his lips and put the shotgun on his shoulder.
The streets are now in chaos. For the safety of his family, he has to go out to deal with these troubles.
This is already the thirteenth annoying spirit he has dealt with.
Those gangsters showed the most despicable attitude after getting super powers.
Although there are sporadic people who show the concept of justice, those weak beliefs and illusions will soon be defeated.
After all, villains are best at adapting to power.
This is true most of the time.
"Who are you?"
Frank said to the woman in green tights in front of him, very impatiently.
He didn't know why Death was so crazy that he distributed death rings and life rings at will. Those guys didn't look like they could control their desires at all.
This will only bring confusion.
The green figure in front of him made him feel a little bit familiar.
But the ring on his hand conveyed a strong hostility to Frank!
"You can call me Green Lantern. Frank the Punisher. You don't think you are the only one special in this world, do you?"
The man in the green tights said silently With.
Frank looked hard at the woman's face, but his eyes were all focused on the dark green eyepatch.
I can’t remember what the person in front of me looks like at all.
"Purpose!"
Frank pulled the bolt and pointed the gun at the guy who called himself Green Lantern.
For those who pester him, his answers are always direct and rude!
Frank was in no mood to play hero pretending with some super-powered freaks, and he never considered himself a hero.
"End this chaos. These men with rings have made a huge difference."
Green Lantern said this.
The tone that vaguely smelled like an agent made Frank frown.
"That bastard Nick Fury is still hiding this power in S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
"Whatever you think."
Frank's test did not lead to any conclusion A definite conclusion, but from this point in the conversation, Frank has narrowed down the identity of this person.
While not everyone knows about S.H.I.E.L.D. and Nick Fury, not everyone is nervous when hearing these words.
But the only people who have no emotional fluctuations are elite agents or similar statuses.
Facing this kind of person, Frank has only one answer!
"Coax!"
The gun in his hand!
The projectile turned into a dark smoke-like substance that enveloped the body of the person in front of him!
In close combat, the destructive power of a shotgun is greater than that of a submachine gun.
And Frank doesn’t need any fire suppression!
"Frank!"
Green Lantern roared and raised his right hand the moment before Frank fired!
The overly conspicuous ring on it emitted a burst of green light and turned into a shield.
The shield is exactly the same as the one held by Captain America.
The power of will.
Imagination is a method of using the power of will.
The black barrage and the green shield collided with each other, making a muffled sound!
"Hill?"
The name of Agent Hill came out of Frank's mouth.
But the gun in his hand has no intention of stopping!
The shots were fired one after another, and the huge impact caused Hill's figure to retreat continuously.
The green shield also has cracks!
"Although I don't know how you got this power, you are dead."
Frank said this.
The firearm in his hand changed its form and became a submachine gun, pouring out ammunition continuously!
The free hand took out a grenade from the inside of the pair. After Frank bit it open and pulled it apart, the power of death was poured into the grenade.
While maintaining fire suppression, the grenade flew directly over!
"People who suddenly gain superpowers are either crazy or in trouble! The same goes for you!"
Frank said coldly.
He knew about Agent Hill.
As a level 10 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. who is organized but not under control, Frank knows exactly which force Hill represents.
He is very clear about what the World Security Council does to SHIELD.
And Hill is one of the sources of this trouble!
Nothing good will come of it!
The ring on Agent Hill's hand shows an even stronger green light!
The green light turned into a spherical shield and blocked it in front of him!
The grenade exploded suddenly, and the power of death and the power of will began to collide!
And this kind of collision is like an innate opposition, like adding fuel to the fire and making a distant roar!
"It seems like Death hates this power?"
Frank continued to fire the gun and said casually.
This is a very rare experience.
In the past, when facing some superpowers, the death ring would constantly remind Frank that he was an interesting soul.
But when facing Hill, the death ring conveyed the order that the opponent must be killed!
Frank is suspicious.
But this does not prevent him from choosing to continue attacking!
In order for his lover and daughter to continue to appear in the world, he cannot go against his death wish!
“I thought you would be a hero, Frank!”
Hill roared!
That burst of green light began to condense.
It turned into a metallic battle suit and enveloped her body.
Frank frowned, he had seen this thing on the news.
It’s just that this one is not in gold and red.
Seriously, Agent Hill's imagination is somewhat lacking.
Besides, there is no one who can give her some guidance on how to use the green light ring.
It’s not that agents have no imagination, but their imagination needs to be restricted and displayed in the right place.
Fight with imagination?
This is a new experience!
First, I will give you a guarantee of 8,000 words. I will stay up late for a while and then add a chapter of 4,000 words.
Don’t wait, get up early and watch.
Thank you.
(End of this chapter)