At the same time, Citrecker felt his body become lilt, and he even thought that he could fly.

Then, I looked at the bloodstains I had just scratched.

After a pause, he suddenly activated the energy on his body, and the upper body full of blood marks had recovered in less than a moment, as if the blood marks had never appeared on him.

"Whew...... Call...... This, that's the power of the gods, hey, hey, and now, I'm the oracle, the oracle!"

As soon as the words fell, he looked up with sincere eyes, looking at the god who had given him supreme divine power.

"Great Almighty Father, great God of fear, thank you for your selfless gifts!"

"What do you want me to do?"

Sitrikel is not stupid, since God has given him divine powers, then he should naturally do what He wants.

"Child, what we need to do now is to find this woman. ”

As soon as the words fell, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in Sitrikel's mind, and the other party's appearance was also stunned.

This, isn't this Wanda Maximov that I have been looking for for many years?!!

He was surprised at the same time, a memory suddenly appeared in his mind, which turned out to be the operation method of a mysterious ritual.

"Grab her and then you know what to do, that's what you need to do now. ”

Citreker was ready to think about why he mysteriously wanted to arrest Wanda Maximov later, and nodded his head in agreement:

"I will execute perfectly, fulfill your wishes, and let your light shine on the earth!"

"Well, go ahead, kid. ”

The sound of the sky slowly dimmed, and the surrounding scene became dim in Citrekel's eyes.

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Marinaya Trench, 10,000 meters of seabed.

"Hehehehe...... Mortals, who dare to destroy the Celestial Hammer and deceive me, and now, you will pay for it......"

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The sea of Marinaya, on a ship.

Sytrikel slowly opened his eyes, the blood-red pupils erect in his eyes, without the slightest emotion.

He blinked again, but his pupils returned to being human.

Then, he swept around suspiciously, and found that everyone here was lying on the ground.

He clenched his fists, feeling the endless power coming from above, and then drew the dark green energy in his body, using him to resist gravity.

Then he found that he had actually floated.

"This is not a dream! This is true! I am now an oracle of God, an almighty Father!

"Hahahahaha!!!" he laughed uncontrollably.

"S.H.I.E.L.D., AVENGERS, hmph, wait until I finish my Father's explanation, and then I will let you know what will happen to you against me!"

After venting, he calmed down.

"The Father's name is the God of Fear, and there are countless secrets within the Order, so it may be possible to know which god the Father is. ”

Citrekel couldn't help but think of the huge, obscuring snake body in his mind, and suddenly he realized something.

"Damn! Pierce must have destroyed the data after they found out!"

"Forget it, let's fulfill the Father's will first. ”

He let his body fall to the deck, then looked at the crowd that had passed out underground.

I knew it must be the work of my Heavenly Father.

Bang!

Sytrikel kicked his lieutenant, Jim, and Jim woke up with a stirring and looked up at his superior, Baron Sytrikel.

"What's wrong with me, boss?" he asked cautiously, looking confused.

Citrecker smiled happily, leaving Jim stunned.

"Then you leave Jim alone, and give you a mission to wake up the brothers on board. Then let them go to the deck to assemble. ”

Jim then glanced across the deck and saw that all the people were unconscious.

He held back the 100,000 whys in his heart, followed the example of the boss who kicked himself just now, and gave everyone on the ground a kick.

It wasn't until half an hour later that everyone woke up, and the weather on the sea changed from the sun not long ago to the rain.

On the deck, all the members of the assembled Hydra looked at Chief Citrekel in front of them, confused.

I passed out at an unknown time just now, and I don't know why I was kicked, and then I don't know why I was called to the deck.

It's still raining, sir, and we know you're trying to boost morale, but it's obviously not now......

The members of Hydra had their own thoughts, but they did not dare to show them at all, but obediently stood in the heavy rain, waiting for the commander's lecture.

Sitrikel looked at the neat crowd standing on the deck, smiled, and announced loudly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I now announce one event, and that is that we are going back to New York!"

Be quiet. No one spoke at the scene, which is the basic quality of every Hydra member, that is, when the leader has not finished speaking, he cannot speak out.

"The other is that I have been favored by God, and from now on I am called an angel!"

It's quiet, it's still quiet, but the atmosphere is obviously different from what it was just now.

Jim, standing in front of the team, looked confused, not knowing what his commander was crazy about.

Could it be that he just hit the fence and caused a problem? Jim panicked and guessed.

"Yes!

Everyone in the team shouted in unison.

Sytrikel laughed, then allowed her body to float in midair again.

The faces of the people in the procession were dull and in disbelief almost at the same time, and then their faces suddenly became feverish, and they cried out loudly:

"Divine Messenger!

After a while, the crowd dispersed, and Citrekel gave the order to return to New York, and the momentum of the crowd was very different from that before they had arrived.

"God, God, aren't we going to the North Pole to find the Hammer?"

Jim asked Sytrikel quizzically, but apparently he wasn't used to the title of God's envoy.

Sytrirk glanced at him: "Looking, of course I want to find it, but now I have a more important task, or will you help me find it now?"

Jim shuddered and smiled flatteringly: "Except for the god who has the fate, you have to lead the way." ”

Sytrirk withdrew his gaze and ignored Jim, then a gleam flashed in his eyes and whispered to himself:

"Wanda Maksimov ......"

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Hell's Kitchen, New York.

By this time, the weather was getting colder and colder, and New York was already covered with a thick layer of snow.

Half a month has passed since Alan returned to Hell's Kitchen.

"Alan, get up, everyone is waiting for us at Matt's house now?"

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