S.H.I.E.L.D. HEADQUARTERS!

A meticulously combed man in a suit walked in through the main entrance and headed straight for Nick Fury's office.

This man! It's Coulson!

These days have been extremely heavy days for him.

Not only because of the heavy casualties of his colleagues and comrades-in-arms, but also because of the huge figure that appeared that day.

When the monster in the close-up does appear in reality, Coulson knows it's over.

It's not just his vacation and free time that's finished, but also the gloom that S.H.I.E.L.D. has been hiding all along.

While the outside was still speculating about the existence of aliens, S.H.I.E.L.D. was already dissecting the bodies of aliens.

But now it's a much worse story.

New York, an international metropolis that is not an exaggeration to claim to be the center of the world, is now happening like this.

Even a gas explosion on a street in New York will be hyped up by the media. Not to mention the damn monster attacks.

Public opinion from the outside world has now gone mad.

It's really the kind that has gone crazy.

A group of frenzied reporters and an inexplicably inflamed crowd have dared to storm the White House.

With all sorts of terrible thoughts in his head, Coulson knocked on the door and walked into Nick Fury's office.

As soon as he entered, he saw Pierce and Nick Fury, dressed as mages.

He glanced at Pierce with a strange look, and his image easily reminded him of some inexplicable images.

It's like a monk sitting on the Security Council.

"It's just in time, Coulson, there's still some things to take care of on the scene, and there aren't many people in S.H.I.E.L.D. who can be trusted and trustworthy."

After quietly listening to the director's instructions, Coulson couldn't help but ask before leaving.

"Chief, captain, they ......"

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room became a little depressing.

"Don't worry, boy, everything will be fine! Just wait for my mentor to come back today......"

Pierce eased the mood before patting Coulson on the shoulder.

"Don't think too much about it, what you should be thinking about now is what you can do for them."

Coulson nodded, indicating that he understood.

Out of the room, Coulson went straight to the area that wasn't blocked.

The cutting and handling of the monster carcass is still waiting to be dealt with by itself. And he's going to have to go to Stark.

For the sake of this monster, S.H.I.E.L.D. sacrificed too much.

Hawkeye is burned through the heart, Black Widow is seriously injured, Hill is ground into a pulp from the waist down, and Captain America is crushed to death from his skull.

Almost half of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s high-end combat power has been damaged. The only thing we can count on now is the "false god" of Azir.

Hopefully he's really capable of anything.

Coulson thought as he pulled out his phone.

The call was made quickly.

"Hello, Mr. Stark. I'm Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D. ......"

"Tell me something, I'm still upgrading my armor."

Tony's voice revealed a deep tiredness.

"Monsters! Regarding the research project on monster corpses, S.H.I.E.L.D. invites you to participate. ”

……

"Yes, I have to start with two general requirements. First, research can be shared, but I have to make my own decisions, and I don't listen to anyone's command. ”

"Yes, that's fine."

"Second, I demand partial control of the monster's body tissue."

"Agreed!"

"The last one, I want to see him."

In an instant, Coulson knew who he was.

"We don't have the right to intervene in anything about him, and if you need to, you have to talk to our former director."

After a rough explanation, Stark agreed to this project led by S.H.I.E.L.D. and studied by the world's top experts.

Even he put aside the matter of upgrading the armor in his hand for the time being.

While Tony and Coulson were still discussing the matter, Azir had quietly returned to his office at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

Then, he mentally informed Pierce and Nick Fury.

Hearing the sudden voice in his head, Nick Fury immediately pushed away everything at hand and hurried to the aerospace aircraft carrier.

When Nick Fury came in, he saw Pierce debriefing.

"That's the way it is at the moment, and the main problem now is that we are seriously understaffed at the top of the list."

"Yes! A lot of people died. ”

When Azir heard this, he looked indifferent.

"How long has I been dead, and has the body been well preserved?"

Assi, this kind of question that knows the answer is really touching to ask.

"If I have been dead for less than three days, and my body is more than 75 percent preserved, and my brain is well preserved, I can be resurrected."

As soon as these words came out, Pierce and Nick Fury instantly gasped.

Forced to be full!

"Alright, bring the corpse here! The emperor doesn't mind being a reborn parent. ”

Azir waved his hand lightly and continued to sit firmly in the special chair.

"Of course, after all, the resurrection of the dead is also restrictive. The crippled body has to be compensated for by others, and the brain must not be damaged. ”

Of course, this statement is completely made up by Azir.

In fact, he just wants to take the opportunity to transform these people into heroes.

Under Pierce's spatial door, the unconscious Ciel, Hawkeye, and the corpses of the captain were all moved to mirror space.

Sending Pierce and the others away at will, Azir began to carry out his own transformation plan.

Let's start by looking at Hill, who is still alive.

Azir looked at the remaining upper half of his body, and a thought suddenly crossed his mind.

If you don't have legs, then give him two legs.

It just so happened that the Union had a ready-made figure for him to copy.

Green Steel Shadow!

A woman whose legs are made of Hex's machinery.

"Hey, looking at the coma, I'm afraid I'm already in a vegetative state."

Azir patted Ciel's face, then injected a cloud of arcane energy into her mind.

"It seems that after taking some kind of drug, it has a great effect, so that the brain has partially atrophied."

It's good to give you a new Hex's brain.

Since you want to be a green steel shadow, it's better to be thorough.

Thinking so, Azir waved his arcane energy and began a new round of human body transformation.

It's a quick thing to do.

Azir looked at Hill on the transformation table, and a deep sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

"It's like making a figurine with your own hands. Oh shit, I kind of understand the Dragonlord's thoughts. ”

Come on, next!

Azir looked at the eagle eye whose heart had been burned through, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Is that in line with that? This Verus didn't run. ”

"Wait for the emperor to make an Ao Neng heart first."

"It's done, put it in and try it."

"Yes, yes, I'm making some mutations to their bodies right now."

As he spoke, Hawkeye's body began to undergo strange changes, and gradually resembled the Verus in Azir's memory.

"Oh, yes. He also has long white hair and glowing eyes. ”

"Yes, yes, it's high enough. I'll wake you up tomorrow! ”

Having completed a "minor operation" again, Azir has his eyes on Captain America.

Hiss~ This is a little difficult.

Panson?

No, Pan Sen is a contradiction.

Bronn?

It's not good~ How can the captain go to play support!

Leona's skills?

It's also a support, and it feels weird.

But...... There are only a few people in the league who have shields.

It's a bit nerve-wracking......