Chapter 890
Blake's body was placed in a black body bag, and the paramedics slowly tightened the zipper of the bag. When it was carried away, Ward next to him said comfortingly to Melinda, who had a cold face, "No one could have predicted this, but you were lucky enough to have survived that kind of monster." β
"But Blake is dead, and I don't think it's lucky. Melinda gritted her teeth and turned away, she was very self-reproaching now, she had felt a little uncomfortable when she had just entered the sanatorium, if she had understood earlier that it was because Ghost Rider was approaching, she might have been able to avoid this happening. And when Ghost Rider caught Black, if he could react faster, instead of hesitating to show his strength, he might have been able to save him.
But no matter what, it's already happening, and it's too late to think about anything. However, there is one more person who should pay for this!
Melinda arrives in the conference room, and Victoria Hand has already arrived, discussing with Coulson whether the clairvoyant's arrest operation should continue.
"It was just an accident, and I've heard that the accident has now been ruled out, and Ghost Rider is temporarily incapacitated. As soon as she entered, Melinda heard John Garrett's loud and noisy voice, and he seemed to be in a hurry to catch clairvoyance more than anyone else.
It's no wonder that John Garrett didn't know how long he had been laying the groundwork today, and he didn't know how much planning he had carried out, and he even staged a bitter plan in person, if he was disrupted by the suddenly intruding Ghost Rider, this plan couldn't go on, who should I cry to?
And he also faintly felt that Alexander Pierce's attitude towards himself was a little strange recently, and he would reveal a feeling of distrust. At the meeting before he left, Sitwell had not reacted to what he had said at the time, and when he looked back, it seemed that there was a sense of temptation in it, and it must have been ordered by Pierce. It was a pin-and-needle feeling, and although he hadn't figured out what it was, he personally speculated that it might be because he felt that he was too close to Coulson.
Therefore, this mission against Coulson must be successful and save the trust of the above, yes, that's it, all for the big plan!
"Can it continue?" Hand replied directly, "Our search mission has made no progress, and we have already lost a high-ranking agent before we have even identified a suspected target, admit it, this plan is not as perfect as you say!"
"The plan was perfect. "John Garrett insisted" that the Black Agent affair was just an accident and had nothing to do with the plan itself. β
"That's right. Melinda walked over at this time and suddenly spoke for John Garrett, "And I think we've found the suspect." β
"Ghost Rider was coming at us, and you detected it, though mistaken it for a missile. However, Agent Black and I were prepared to evacuate immediately after being warned. If the evacuation goes well, we can avoid encountering Ghost Rider. β
"Then why not?" asked Hand.
"Death Warrior. Melinda clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, "Just as we were about to evacuate, the Death Warrior suddenly arrived and intercepted Blake. β
"I think I made it clear when I was on the scene, the Death Warrior came and captured Black so that we couldn't evacuate, and then the Ghost Rider came over and killed Black. β
"Is that so?" said Hand, frowning thoughtfully.
"Ghost Rider may be a moving scourge, but the Death Warrior is Claireye's bodyguard. Melinda continued, "There is only one possibility that he will suddenly appear there, and that is that we are close to clairvoyance, and the man we were looking for, Thomas Nash, is claireye!"
"We must find him, and he must pay for Braque's death!"
"But how are we going to find him next?" John Garrett shook his head, "he might be fishing on some island right now." β
"I might be able to help. Claire came up suddenly, and her face was very unsightly. As soon as he became the chief arcane mage, the Evil Ghost Rider dared to blatantly come out to do something. And it is said that Evenson came to help S.H.I.E.L.D. on a mission, and there has never been a casualty of his own people, but this time he came by himself, and he immediately died.
This stark contrast made Claire very disappointed, and she was determined to save the situation, otherwise she would have to make the two female demons laugh off their horns when she returned.
"I heard that the Death Warrior was also injured by Ghost Rider?"
"That's right. Melinda nodded, "Ghost Rider shot him through the arm, I saw it with my own eyes." β
"That's easy. Melinda laughed, "The damage caused by the hellfire will not heal, at least for mortals, the wound will always be there, and the hellfire will burn on it, and he will suffer from this pain." β
"I don't think he would feel pain like that..."John Garrett raised his eyebrows, the death warrior had been transformed into that, and the pain nerves had been cut off a long time ago.
"If you have a soul, you will. Claire sneered, "Hellfire burns not only but souls, so I can try to track them down to find the location of the Death Warrior, and rest assured, even if he cuts down his injuries, the hellfire will still haunt his soul." β
John Garrett sneered and squinted at Coulson, "If you find a death warrior..."
Coulson also nodded, "That's equivalent to finding clairvoyance." β
"So, will you give me some space?" Claire waved at the crowd to pull back a bit, and then she closed her eyes.
The world fell silent in an instant, and everything around Claire vanished into darkness. I've just fought the Evil Spirit Rider, and I still remember the smell of his flames, so I used the characteristics of this flame to conduct a large-scale spiritual search...
Claire was in the dark, and she saw a dark red fire suddenly lit up, and she reached out and grabbed it, and the little fire turned into a red streamer and flew automatically and was caught in her hand.
That's it... Claire sneered, this kind of guy who has no magical knowledge and can't hide himself at all is really easy to find, so next... Psychic Vision!
A shadow suddenly rose from Claire's body, and she opened her eyes suddenly, but her perspective at this time was no longer her own, but was replaced by her spell to that of the Death Warrior.
She saw the Death Warrior in an old building, his right hand trembling, apparently in great pain. He walked over to a box and opened it, took out something that looked like an electronic bracelet, and brought it to the injured arm, which instantly expanded and assembled, covering that arm with a new layer of silver armor.
In this case, the function of the injured arm has been restored, but this will not alleviate the pain of the death warrior at all, but obviously the person controlling him does not care about this, the tool is obedient and easy to use, and it is none of my business whether the pain is painful or not.
"Found it. Claire stepped back from her psychic vision, and indeed noticed that all the agents were standing far away from her, and their faces were all stunned, "What's wrong?"
Well... Forehead... A few agents looked at me, I saw that you didn't answer, and finally Melinda was knowledgeable and said, "How you look..."
"Oh... You say this?" and no wonder others would be surprised, because Claire was now floating in the air with her feet on the ground, and some black smoke was constantly swirling around her, and her original folded skin had turned dark blue, and so was her hair, which was still tangled together and shining blue.
This gives people the illusion that those places are no longer hair, but more like a kind of tentacles full of flesh and blood.
"Really, I accidentally got into this form. The black smoke wrapped around Claire's body suddenly went up, and she returned to her original form, "I'm sorry, I seem to have been a little too focused and entered the form of a void explosion, but you are all high-level agents, so you won't be so easily frightened, right?"
"Hmm... That's rightβ" Hand nodded, but the fine beads of sweat on her forehead showed that she was not as relaxed as she appeared. Speaking of which, this is also to blame her for being in a bad position, facing Claire, so after Claire opened her eyes, she was almost directly eye-to-eye.
This is really chilling, the eyes that Hande saw, there were no pupils and whites, only empty and empty black, as if there was an endless abyss stirring in them. At that moment, it was as if Hand had seen a thousand truths and endless reincarnations, and he almost burst out laughing out loud with ecstasy.
"You seem to be very good..."Claire reached out and tapped Hand's temple lightly, and a cold touch passed in, relieving Hand's restless thoughts, "But remember, don't look me in the eye easily. β
"The location I have decided. Then Claire turned to the crowd and said, "Are you ready?"
"I... I'm going to mobilize the operatives. Hand wiped the beads of sweat from her head, her mind was in a mess now, she seemed to have grasped something just now, as if it was empty again.
It didn't take long for the S.H.I.E.L.D. people to arrive at the place that Claire had marked, which was a large old building. But this time they came with a large group of people, and the weapons in their hands were all fully equipped with automatic rifles, the head was a three-level head, and the armor was a third-class armor.
John Garrett said to the squad, "Our targets are extremely protective, and we have all kinds of light and heavy weapons on our bodies, and electronic assistance systems, that is, every shot must be hit, you should be careful, and shoot directly without warning." β
"Every shot counts? Auto-aim? That sounds a bit like a plug-in. Claire pouted a little unhappily after listening to it, "I hate cheating the most." β
"Is it going to ring the doorbell or knocking on the door this time?" Ward asked John Garrett half-jokingly as he loaded his automatic rifle.
"Knocking on the door, of course. John Garrett sneered. The so-called ringing of the doorbell is to shout a warning first, and if you knock on the door, you will break the door directly.
However, before the demolition team came to the gate, Claire picked up the holy spear in her hand and swung it forward, and the black storm immediately tore off the entire gate and a small piece of the ceiling, and turned around and said, "Wouldn't it be better to tear down the whole house?"
"Hmm... That's good. John Garrett laughed dryly, he really didn't know what kind of obstacle Claire's joining would cause to his plan, but things have developed like this, he can only plan it, fortunately, his own precision design is a dead end" ready to break in. β
With this order, the squad rushed through the gap that Claire had broken in in a standard tactical formation, and this time Coulson was also in the lead, searching in front with an automatic rifle, and Melinda followed his side.
Soon, they were confronted by the Death Warrior, but after a few more casual attacks, they immediately turned and ran. The crowd followed, chasing him all the way to the lowest floor of the building. It was as if the Death Warriors had brought them to this place on purpose, and they found a secret room at the bottom of the building.
When the worker walked in, there was only an old man in pajamas, half-lying on a chair, and a television screen was in front of him. This person is exactly what they are targeting, Thomas Nash.
However, this figure who seems to be clairvoyant, his paralysis is indeed true. Now he could only stay motionless in his chair, with a tube in his mouth, and the only place in his body that could move was his head.
"You're finally here," an electronically synthesized voice came from all around, and Coulson took it for granted that Thomas was using the vocalization machine to speak to himself, "I've been seeing this for a long time. β
"Really?" Coulson put the muzzle of his gun down, "and do you realize where you're going to be locked up by us? β
"Yes, I saw it. The electronic voice came again, "Nothing in the world can escape my eyes, only you, Coulson, I saw your death, but I can't see what happened after that." β
"But thank you very much for coming to me, and after meeting each other, I predicted what was going to happen to you. β
"I will make an alliance with Lena in your prison, and I will be free and rise again..."
"Can you see everything and predict the future?" Claire walked in slowly, "There's only one way to prove your skills."
"Claire Ludwig, Evenson Richter's only companion. I know you, I've seen you. β
"Uh-huh... You speak so nicely. Claire couldn't help but laugh out loud, the only partner, of course I'm like this, and I'm so touched, you guy is literally slapping me on the back with your life.
"Since you know this," Claire restrained her smile and asked solemnly, "You know what?
Thomas:...
"When will Chapter 3 open? When can I draw Brother Zheng?"
Thomas: "..."
"Cut!" Claire snorted, "you said you don't know anything, what kind of prophet are you pretending to be here." β
"Anyway, I've foreseen the future. Thomas didn't seem to pay any attention to Creyja's accusations, and just said straight "Coulson, I see that you will eventually fail, you will have nothing left, I see that your Melinda will use her body to block a fatal bullet for you and die in front of you." β
Your Melinda, I must admit that you speak very nicely. Melinda rolled her eyes, but the old lady was afraid that she would not die if she was shot with a gun! A bullet would kill me? What kind of bullet was that? An atomic bomb?!
"You want to hold that girl at the end, and Skye's entity is crying in a pool of blood, and it's inevitable that it's all inevitable..."
Bang! Just then a gunshot rang out, and Ward shot Thomas with an angry face. Shut up, I always feel that the more you talk, the more you want to show your stuff!
(Tianjin)