"Into the darkness? ……”

Looking at Earls on the other side, the angel Moros had just sneered and spoke, but just as he opened his mouth to utter two words, a person not far away interrupted his next words, and the loud voice accompanied by a few footsteps reached the ears of everyone present.

"What kind of place are you two going to be, and if you want to argue, why don't you go out and start again?"

Nick Frey walked a few meters forward, looked up into the air, one eye kept wandering back and forth between Earls and Angel Moros, his brows gradually frowned, and he continued to open his mouth and say loudly: "S.H.I.E.L.D. is not a place for you to do whatever you want, if you two can't give me a good explanation today, then you both should leave me here!" ”

As he spoke, a sudden anger appeared on Nick Fury's face, and he beckoned to Coulson behind him, and ordered him: "Coulson, you immediately go and organize several brigades of field agents to come over, and be sure to surround them." ”

"Sir, I'm ......"

Listening to Nick Fury's words, Coulson couldn't help but show a look of concern, but Nick Fury's slightly dissatisfied voice came again, but he forcibly swallowed back what he wanted to say next.

"What? Any questions? Nick Fury looked at him slightly and asked coldly with a frown.

"No ......"

Coulson hurriedly shook his head and responded in a loud voice, "Sir, I'll do it right away." ”

After saying this, Coulson quickly turned around and walked towards the door of the research room.

And just as Coulson was walking towards the gate, the angels Moros and Earls, who were suspended in mid-air, turned their heads to look at Nick Fury below.

"Mortal, you just interrupted me?"

Moros's pale blue eyes stared at Nick Fury, and the expression on his face was extremely unkind as he spoke. Obviously, he didn't have a good impression of the guy in front of him who interrupted his words.

But after listening to Moros's words, Nick Fury did not reply, still frowning slightly and staring at Earls opposite him, his eyes were full of thick vigilance, and in this vigilance there seemed to be a trace of imperceptible contempt.

As an angel, Moros's senses are naturally much sharper than those of ordinary people, and even if Nick Fury's contempt is hidden deeply, he still feels something.

After perceiving Nick Fury's contempt, Moros couldn't help but show a little anger on his face, this weak mortal was actually contemptuous of a noble angel.

The anger on Moros's face was not concealed at all, and he yelled at Nick Fury.

"Humble mortal, who gave you the audacity to dare to have such contempt for a noble angel."

As soon as the angry voice fell, Moros's white and crystalline right hand was instantly raised, and a brilliant white light instantly condensed in his hand and turned into a sharp spear.

"Dare to defy a noble angel, and death will be your only destination."

With Moros's cold words, I saw his hands tremble slightly, and the spear suddenly turned into a ray of light and shot towards Nick Fury extremely quickly.

"How dare an ant-like lowly being who can be erased with such contempt for me, and now only death can atone for your offense against me."

Seeing the spear turn into a light like lightning and quickly head towards Nick Fury, it was conceivable that as long as this spear fell on Nick Fury, he would definitely die, so at this time, Moros looked at him with a cold gaze, as if he was looking at a dead man.

It's just that even though he knew that Nick Fury was about to die, Moros couldn't stop being angry when he recalled the contemptuous gaze he had just had.

And when Nick Fury below saw that Moros projected a spear of white light at him without warning, a pair of eyes couldn't help but panic.

But no matter how panicked he was, he couldn't dodge the imminent spear, and could only watch as it landed on his chest and pierced his coat......

"Huh?"

However, when Nick Fury closed his eyes in resignation, the expected pain did not come as expected, and there was a cool feeling in his chest pierced by the spear.

Immediately opening his eyes, Nick Freden saw a figure appear in front of him, and this person was Earls, who had just confronted the angel.

I saw Earls standing straight in front of Nick Fury, stretching out his right arm and clutching the spear that Moros had projected just now.

The tip of the spear pierced Nick Fury's black leather coat, just staying less than half a centimeter in front of his chest, and the sharp tip of the spear was still trembling slightly, and the slight coolness that Nick Fury felt just now came from this.

Looking at the tip of the spear resting on his chest, Nick Fury's body stiffened, and a few drops of cold sweat unconsciously flowed from his forehead.

The feeling of being so close to death, and almost no room for resistance, was something Nick Fury had never had in his life.

But as he took a deep breath and took a few steps back, and broke away from the death-like feeling, Nick Fury couldn't help but stare at Earls, who was wearing a white robe in front of him.

"Earls Field, Speaker of the Holy White Council? Why did he come to my rescue? And how could he hold this lightning-fast spear? ”

Looking at Earls in front of him, Nick Fury thought a lot for a while, and a lot of doubts arose in his heart for a while.

It's just that Ears, who was standing majestically in front of him, holding the spear in one hand, didn't pay attention to the change in Nick Fury's expression, and at this time he was fully focused on the angel Moros, who was still suspended in mid-air.

Staring at Moros, Earls's expression was extremely solemn, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

Suddenly, Earls's right hand holding the spear shook violently, and a surging energy erupted from his hand, instantly penetrating the entire spear.

"Bang~~~"

A crunch!

The spear condensed by the white light was like shattered glass, falling apart in the blink of an eye, shattering into a faint white light that slowly dissipated into the air.

It was also at this time that the voice of Earls, who was still looking up at the angel in mid-air, immediately sounded.

Earls frowned slightly, stared at Moros and said slowly, "Moros ......"