"Ahem"

In the old castle, hundreds of heavily armed soldiers gathered, their faces full of emotions, but most of them were excited and excited, except for a few worried.

And from the exchanges of these soldiers, it is not difficult to find that they are planning a counteroffensive.

A counterattack against the evil gods who have taken over the land of Europe.

On the higher floors of the hidden castle, commanders also gathered to discuss plans for a counteroffensive.

"Exact news just got! Egypt has been recovered!"

An unusually well-dressed old gentleman with meticulously combed hair walked briskly into the conference room, handed his cane to the waiter, took several photographs from his pocket, and distributed them to the other commanders, who stood up and nodded slightly at the old gentleman.

He was Mr. Barmont, the Prime Minister of England before the fall of the United Kingdom, and one of the leaders of all the resistance forces still operating in the Occupied Lands, a true brave man.

"I just returned from North America and confirmed the news with S.H.I.E.L.D.!"

The old gentleman took a glass of wine, took a sip of pleasure, and said to the others: "The secret power of Utopia has turned the situation in Egypt upside down, it is said that they sent a powerful warrior to kill Ra, Egypt has returned to civilization, the forces of the evil gods are panicking, and most importantly..."

The old gentleman's gaze swept over the crowd in front of him, he took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"The Coalition for the Survival of Humanity has decided that the next ones to be recovered are great Britain and certain regions of France, intent on forming an iron curtain to seal off the evil gods! Her Majesty has just given a speech in New York, she supports our just cause, and most importantly, Her Majesty has sent messengers to send these things back!"

As he spoke, the old gentleman took a box from his attendant, placed it on the table, and opened it.

Among them were two quaint swords, a wooden war bow, a pine staff, and a broken old cavalry spear, and the other commanders could not help but exclaim when they saw these things:

"What is this?"

The old gentleman smiled and nodded:

"Legendary relics! Yes, there is no doubt about it! Gentlemen, they are real! Not only in Britain, but also in France, the relics of Joan of Arc have been found, and the remains of the legendary dragon slayer Ziegfried's magic sword, etc... This is the strength we can rely on, the best gift that our ancestral civilization has left for our indisputable descendants. ”

The old gentleman reached out and picked up a blue and white sheathed sword, and he said with emotion:

"It was these Heroic Spirits who awakened from ancient times to save the royal family and our superiors and escort them to North America when the forces of the evil gods swept through London, and now, this precious power has returned to their homeland and will lead us to victory in this righteous uprising!"

"Huh"

A ray of light shone from the long sword, the old gentleman couldn't help but retreat, and the next moment, a female knight wearing heavy armor and blond hair appeared in this conference room, the long sword of the holy relic was already in her hand, the cold-looking female knight frowned and looked left and right at the surrounding environment, the solemn aura from the battlefield, like a sharp sword around it, made everyone around close their mouths tightly.

After confirming that there was no danger, she raised her head and looked at the old gentleman:

"Where's little Elizabeth, Barmont, and where is this?"

This scene stunned the onlookers, and the old gentleman hurriedly replied:

"Her Majesty is in the rear at this time to raise resources for us to counterattack and boost the morale of the people, and this is a castle on the island of Ireland, dear lady, we are about to start a counterattack against the evil gods, and we need to rely on you and your comrades!"

"The Old Lands of Britain?"

The young girl's mood became a little depressed, she held her long sword in both hands, nodded, she couldn't help but look back at the scenery outside the window, that touch of nostalgia was keenly captured by the old gentleman, so he whispered:

"Need I arrange a guide for you? It's been too long since it was under your rule, and perhaps it hasn't forgotten you. ”

"That's... All right. ”

The maiden knight hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, she leaned over slightly, and thanked the old gentleman:

"I'm bothering you, Barmont. ”

"This is what we should do!"

The old gentleman hurriedly and respectfully responded, and after the young knight was taken away by another experienced female agent, the atmosphere in the conference room was reactivated, and a general looked curiously at the prime minister, whose forehead was sweating, and he asked:

"Who is that girl, Mr. Barmont, and why do you have so much respect for her, and is there anything between her and the Queen?"

"Shh

The Prime Minister made a silent gesture before explaining in a low voice: "That is the direct ancestor of Her Majesty the Queen, who returned to the present world to save her kingdom with the help of the Queen's bloodline when Britain was about to be subverted, as for who she is... I've said that, gentlemen, don't you still know who she is?"

"She's... Arthur: Oh my God! The absurd legend is true, that the original king was a woman..."

"Alright, we can talk about the Heroic Spirits later!"

Prime Minister Bamont closed the box of the holy relics, he looked at the generals in front of him, and he said in a deep voice: "In this operation, we will play the role of vanguard and scout, guide the third and fourth legions of Utopia to set up defensive lines along the border, and eliminate the evil forces in the country, and the army of S.H.I.E.L.D. will land in France, they will be our important allies!

"The Heavenly Sword Bureau and the Slavs will advance the line from the Caucasus Mountains and Central Asia, in the south, the secret forces of Utopia have begun to attack the Aegean coast, from Ireland to the Black Sea, an iron curtain to protect human civilization is about to fall, it will isolate the cruel old apocalypse from the hope of the future, and finally win the final victory for us!"

"Gentlemen, this operation is no less significant than the Normandy landings during World War II, and even more serious!"

His gaze swept over everyone in front of him, and he took a deep breath:

"This time, we're desperate, we're going to die! Don't we feel ashamed to see those evil gods wreaking havoc on our land, our homes, and now is the time for us to regain our lost courage and glory!"

"God bless the Queen!

The land of Europe is the most serious area of faith return in the world, and on the current war zone map, it is clearly marked as a fallen zone, ruled by a thousand strange systems and forces internally, and completely cut off from the outside for a time, but again, whether it is fear or inexplicable faith, it can only frighten some people, not all.

There are always warriors who are unwilling to give in, who are unwilling to lose their own existence and soul, and this has long been noticed by the isolated civilizations that observe the world, whether it is S.H.I.E.L.D. or the Heavenly Sword Bureau, they have sent the best personnel to guide them and contact them, and under the chaos of mortal society that the gods disdain to observe carefully, the undercurrent of those unions has surged deeper and deeper.

And now, under the banner of Egypt's liberation, these undercurrents are ready for the last battle, and they are like sparks that have been ignited, either burning the darkness of the world around them, or completely burning themselves.

Perhaps, the survival of human civilization is supported by these real warriors.

Only under the weight of hell can those courages that shine like a rainbow burst out of their true light, and nothing can stifle this great courage.

New York, S.H.I.E.L.D. delta wing building, this reconstructed building is a very eye-catching place in this great era, every day, there are many orders about the change of the world from this place, in various ways to the world, and after realizing the chaos of the world, people also regard this place as the last defender and lighthouse of human civilization.

Every day, many young men who are willing to give everything for victory and peace come here to enlist in the army, and of course, in almost every city in the whole of North America, such recruiting offices can be found.

And in the delta wing building there is a special department, which does not directly recruit soldiers, on the contrary, the vast majority of ordinary people are not aware of the existence of this place.

It's normal to have two beautiful young ladies sitting in a bland office where they often don't find a suitable recruiter for a day, because the name of this office is called the "Superhero Registration and Recruitment Association", and it is open to superheroes who are beyond the ordinary.

Seriously, now that the war has been going on for nearly 8 months, the concept of superheroes has also been very strictly refined, and those values about specific strength, agility and mental power do not need to be said more, and more importantly, superheroes must have strong willpower and self-restraint.

This is very important, because superheroes are often tasked with infiltrating behind enemy lines to destroy or rescue them, and they are almost the front line of the battlefield facing the evil gods, and any person with weak willpower, even if they have great strength, it is difficult to resist the mental interference of the evil gods, and in the beginning, because of this, S.H.I.E.L.D. lost more than 30 superheroes, who were brainwashed by divine power and became the worst opponent now.

"Ding Dong"

There was a knock on the door, and Ms. Carter, who was burying herself in sorting out her papers, raised her head, reached out and pushed her eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"Come in!"

"Bang"

The door was pushed open, and a black guy in a hood walked in, holding a document covered with various stamps, apparently, a would-be superhero who had passed the pre-order and reached the final step.

Ms. Carter, one of the best agents in the world at the moment, was appointed to this position, definitely not only because of her husband, but because she had been observing the young man since he walked in, his eyes reserved and steady, without the slightest of the problems that the lucky ones often have, and most importantly, judging by the way he walked, he should have been trained in very professional fighting and combat.

Well, maybe he's still a veteran.

"What's your name? ”

Carter took off her glasses and asked softly, "Where are you from?"

The black lad smiled and handed the information in his hand to Ms. Carter:

"My name is T'Chaca, I'm from, Wakanda..."

"Wait"

Ms. Carter scanned his profile and jerked her head up at T'Chaca:

"You're a king?"

"That was before. ”

T'Chaka relaxed: "I just handed over the succession to my sister yesterday, and when she is familiar with the government, I will really abdicate." ”

Hearing this answer, Ms. Carter paused for a moment, but after a moment, she just smiled, and reopened the information, and as she looked at it, she asked:

"So what made you want to give up the power of the king and join the superhero group?"

The king pursed his lips and whispered:

"My country, soon to join the League for the Survival of Humanity, in this environment, I can't help my people much by becoming a king, and looking at the world, it doesn't just need a wise king, in fact, my sister is wiser than me, and I... I felt like I should be a warrior against the evil gods, and that was the way I should go. ”

"As for why..."

T'Chaka clenched the cheetah tooth in his hand, which was featureless but dull from enough blood, and he remembered what had happened in Egypt, and finally, he sighed:

"Because I have seen a living hell, I have seen the tragic death of good people, I have seen order and civilization that have been completely turned upside down, and that should not be the fate of this world!"

"I want to use my hands and put it back in its place. ”

There was not much exaggeration in this answer, and Carter Page also quickly read T'Chaca's information, she reached out and held the signature pen in her hand, and shook it in her hand, seeming to hesitate, but finally, she closed the file and glanced at the young man in front of her, she took a deep breath and showed a smile:

"So... Welcome to the Avengers, Mr. Black Panther!"