Chapter 458

S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury's office. At this time, there was a box on his desk, but it was empty.

"So, I want 084, and the last thing you brought me was an empty box for 084?" Fury's one-eyed eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the subordinate in front of him.

In front of him, a bald agent was sweating profusely as he explained.

"084 has been mothballed for over forty years. I checked all the relevant records and there was no sign of opening. Maybe it'......," Fury wasn't going to listen to his arguments.

"No, perhaps, someone took it. Hitwell, classified the incident as an eighth-level event. Then, get that thing back. ”

Fury's face did not change, but Hitwell was already sweating profusely, and there was a feeling that the whole person was seen through by Fury. The person in front of him is a real king of agents. Even S.H.I.E.L.D. is basically a snake shield at the moment. But that's the accumulation of decades. In fact, because of Nick Fury's vigilance, Hydra doesn't know how many of its own people have been cleaned up over the years, just to dispel Fury's doubts.

To put it simply, if you can't handle it yourself this time. It is estimated that the above will not hesitate to throw himself out and be a substitute for the dead.

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Stark woke up from his slumber once more. Sweating profusely and panting. Nightmares haunt Stark every night like maggots on tarsal bones. The whispers in my ears were still chattering.

Surrender, compromise, and give your soul...... All sorts of gimbled whispers filled Stark's brain all the time. There was not a single pause. Use strong drugs to make yourself sleepy, but then you will fall into deep nightmares.

That kind of torture made Stark feel like he was going crazy. When he turned around, he saw Pebo beside him, bringing him a cup of coffee. She sat quietly in front of Stark, not saying anything. Just looked at him in silence.

"I thought you'd say something."

"Say what? Tony. What do you want me to say? Persuade you to call Sue? I won't say. Because that's what you should do. He warned you before that you were doing something wrong. ”

Stark was silent again. He didn't know that he should call Su Yuan. But the long-term way of doing things made him unable to let go of this face. Sadly, however, the person closest to him did not intend to give him this step.

After another long time, Stark finally spoke softly.

"Pebo, make a call for me, I'll do it."

A few minutes later, Su Yuan reappeared in Stark's bedroom.

"To put it simply, there is no way to solve your problem completely. Because it's a consensual contract. ”

"I didn't sign any contracts?" Stark wanted to retort.

"That's just what you think, as soon as you cast that summoning spell, the contract is signed. Otherwise, why do you think the spell will succeed? You don't have the slightest magic, cat blood only spirituality. But there wasn't enough energy to activate the circle. It's like a cat can see ghosts, but it can't hurt them.

In the process of casting, you are equivalent to giving something by default, in exchange for the support of some existence in the void. It's a different kind of contract. The contract on the mysterious side is different from reality. You'll understand later. ”

Stark stopped arguing, and he finally admitted that he was really not an expert in this area.

Su Yuan took a stone bowl from Pochi's hand, and inside was a bright red, viscous substance. Su Yuan dipped his hands in the substance and began to scribble on Stark's forehead.

"Those who can leave such a trap in the world must be high-level devils. I guessed it might have been Mephisto that day, and it admitted. But the devil's words can't be trusted, so I'm not sure if it's or not. For the time being, I'll just operate at the level of the Devil Lord, and if it's higher, I can't help it. ”

"Can you tell me what you put on my face?"

"If you want to know the ingredients. There's the blood of a phoenix, the oil of the troll's epidermis, the saliva of a swamp witch, the ashes of a daytime wraith, ...... and a few more, but I don't think you want to know.

Stark: "Actually, ......, all you have to do is tell me about the blood of the Phoenix." Stark said with a look of smuggleness.

At that moment, a strand of hair fell from Stark's head. Pepo on the side covered his mouth again, so he didn't let himself speak. Because Su Yuan was constantly smearing on Stark's head. Stark's hair slid down quickly as his fingers swiped.

Stark sensed something strange too.

"Tell me you're not doing what I thought."

"It's a pity. The forehead was too small to accommodate this magic array. So it takes your whole head. For this I need ......"

Stark twisted his neck with difficulty and said to Peppo.

"Pepo, please do one thing, block all the mirrors in the whole villa. Really, I don't want to see that look at myself. ”

Pebo covered his mouth and nodded.

What Su Yuan carved on Stark's head was actually a rune version of the Occlumency. Because Stark himself has no magic power, and his mental power is not strong enough. So I can't learn this spell. Su Yuan could only use magic materials and draw one for him.

Most of the materials used have a magical effect. There is also the top-notch magic material of phoenix blood. The magic circle is able to function on its own for a period of time.

After more than an hour of busy work, it was finally completed. The final step is done by Pochi. Injected with a certain amount of magic power, the magic circle was activated. Next, the power of the phoenix's blood will make the magic array operate autonomously.

"Occlumency, is not a panacea. Over time, the effect of the contract will become stronger and stronger. The effect of this spell will become weaker and weaker. So, we need to get this out before we do that. ”

"Didn't you say that at this stage, we can't do this?"

"It really can't be done. I have a plan about that, though. Of all the devils, Mephisto is the best at contract magic. In the endless multiverse, there are trap contracts everywhere. Whether this contract is theirs or not, that guy will have a way. ”

"I see what you mean. Meaning, we are trying to settle this devil's contract. Want to make a deal with a devil who might be even more powerful? First of all, I'm not going to make a deal with the devil. ”

"Hehe, you know it's amazing? Then again, though. In some cases, trading with the devil can be a very effective tactic. It's just that you need to be proficient in the contract science of the mysterious side, and at the same time, you need to have enough leverage. ”

"Do we have chips?" Stark asked with a wink.

"No, so we're going to start looking for it now. I've found a direction these days. You can use your own resources to pay attention. An urban legend of Texas, Ghost Rider. ”