Mark, who was driving the car, stopped talking, as if to ask him what happened when he lost consciousness, and where the so-called important item beetle went, but when Schiller fell silent, the whole atmosphere froze, and instinctively told Mark that it was better for him not to make a sound now.

In the dark and rainy night, a car that was also dark and only faintly reflective sped over the road, bringing a splash of water.

Between the high-rise buildings, the speeding car was like a bullet that had just been discharged from the barrel, with a "squeak", the brake sound was extremely harsh at high speed, and the tires left scorched black marks on the ground.

"Bang!" Natasha closed the car door and walked quickly into the door of the Holy of Holies of Holy, and from the street, it was the only place in the dimly lit street.

In contrast to the silence outside, the Holy of Holies was bustling with activity, and even from the reception desk in the lobby on the first floor, you could hear the noise from upstairs.

The hostess behind the desk showed a gentle smile, and without waiting for Natasha to show her documents, she nodded and said, "Hello, the Supreme Mage is waiting for you on the 3rd floor." ”

Natasha nodded as well, and walked briskly towards the stairs, and just around the corner of the first floor, a red ribbon floated down and turned into an arrow, guiding her upwards.

As she walked through the stairwell on the second floor, Natasha glanced inside, where the office area was bustling.

The phone flew around in the sky, flashing for a while, burning for a while, and there were many terrifying demon god phantoms floating overhead, it seemed that they were angry through a phone quarrel, and the direct projection came, real people Kombat.

The beautiful and dreamy glow of magic floats between the chandeliers, the sound of books turning and the rustle of the fireplace echo each other, and what should be a fantastical scene is often interspersed with words that are out of place such as "interest rate", "taxes", "membership", and so on.

Retracting his gaze and heading to the third floor, Natasha noticed that it seemed to be using soundproofing magic, making it very quiet, and when he walked in, Strange was leaning back on the couch reading a book.

Rarely, instead of wearing a suit, he wore a robe with a red cloak behind his back, and the red ribbon that led the way flew back into his hand, Strange reached out and pointed to the sofa opposite the coffee table, and Natasha walked over and sat down.

"As I told you on the phone, our agents have detected an unidentified sighting in Austria." As she spoke, Natasha pulled out a stack of photos from her handbag.

Strange took the photo and frowned, he said: "It's interesting, it does look like the energy of the demon god, but there is no decent god ...... in Germany and Austria."

"Can you guess which demon god it is?"

"The photos you took are too model, I can only see some white light, and the photos can't make me feel the occult factor, although I may be able to find out, but it will take a certain amount of time."

"Schiller has been out of contact for more than 10 hours, and you know what that means." Natasha said with a serious face.

"That means he must have come up with another big plan, and he doesn't seem to be going to take us with him this time." Strange threw the picture on the table, and he became a little serious, looked at Natasha and asked, "Are there any other clues besides this light?" ”

"We've already sent someone over, and there should be news soon." After Natasha finished speaking, she picked up the phone, then dialed out, and hurriedly sounded a few times, Natasha answered the phone, and then said:

"Hello? Yes, it's me, have you just arrived? What's the situation there? Are there any clues? …… What does it mean to be badly described? ”

Following the signal of the phone across thousands of miles, on the streets of the Austrian town, Iron Man Stark looked down at the ravines and dirty puddles, and said with some doubts: "There are no clues here, but there are clues everywhere." ”

“…… No, I'm not talking about riddles, it's just that I don't know much about magic, forget it, Strange, are you there? Just open the portal and come over and take a look, by the way, bring everyone in the Avengers, this time it may be a bit big. ”

Iron Man in a steel suit took a turn at the scene of the incident, as he said, there are indeed many traces here, but most of them he can't understand, because these are not caused by modern weapons, at first glance they are traces left by magic.

But that didn't prevent Stark from seeing that there was a fierce battle going on here, and perhaps, more than one.

After a while, a portal appears in the sky, a bunch of people fall from the sky, and Strange is the last to come out.

Peter, who had just fallen to the ground, shouted, "It's time for you to hone your portal skills!" Every time I fall off! ”

"Shouldn't the portal be opened where it should be?" Eric stood up with the knife in his hand, he looked at Strange and said angrily, "Will your door open on the third floor?" ”

"That's good, I opened the door at the height of the 5th floor." Strange said as he began to look down at the marks on the ground.

He first lightly touched the dirty water on the ground, but now it was raining heavily, and the originally rich black water had been diluted a lot, and Strange didn't see any clues.

"What's going on here?" Raising his shield to protect him from the rain, Steve walked up to Stark, looked at the deepest ravine, and said, "It looks like someone cracked out, are you sure it's Schiller's hand?" ”

"That's the big problem, it doesn't look like Schiller's style at all, he only holds a pen, he doesn't hold a knife." Stark said with certainty.

"Wait!" Strange snapped up, crouched down on the edge of a shallow ravine, reached out, and felt some gravel from the edge of the puddle.

Further down, it seemed to be some scattered sand, now very wet from the rain, but Strange still found a clue in it, he said, "Sand...... Is it an Egyptian god? ”

"Ah, look at this!" Peter also shouted, "This should have been a car, but it just drove away!" ”

Peter pointed to a mark on the ground, Stark flew over, and then directly turned on the scan, and said, "Someone drove away from here, could it be Schiller?" ”

"Don't worry about it yet." Natasha pressed the headphones and said, "Follow this trajectory, catch up with them." ”

Just after the Avengers left, another group of figures arrived at the scene of the eucalyptus, and the strangely dressed agents checked on the ground, then took out their mobile phones and called their leader.

"Mr. Sir, there is indeed a skirmish here, the 'doctor' should not lie to you, it may be S.H.I.E.L.D. or the KGB......"

"Yes, these marks are not known to be left by conventional thermal weapons, okay, I'll investigate their whereabouts as soon as possible, I know, I'll do my best to keep the headquarters safe."

Soon, they also found signs of the car leaving, and the team began a chase.

The car that had already left the town began to drive in the direction of Germany, which is located in the west of Austria, very close to Germany, and soon the car came to the German-Austrian border.

It was a relatively desolate suburb, uninhabited, except for a lonely moon hanging high in the air, and the rain never stopped, and in the thin rain lines, through the windshield, Mark saw that the moonlight in the sky began to flicker.

"Woo-ra!"

Mark slammed on the brakes, his whole body pushed against the steering wheel by recoil, and he rubbed his chest to look at the huge figure standing in front of the car.

Kong Su, who was standing in front of the car, flickered, the hollow skeleton's eyes flickered, and behind him was the rainy night, the rain line was clearly visible in the faint light beside him, Mark shook his head vigorously, no matter how many times he looked at it, this terrifying vision still made him feel terrified.

Kong Su opened his huge beak, leaving only a muffled voice that echoed across the empty highway:

"Be careful, they're coming......"

With a "Kacha", lightning crackled on the road not far away, and in the second that the light lit up, Mark was sure that he saw countless terrifying figures on both sides of the road.

But when everything returned to darkness, a group of humans, men and women, dressed in different costumes, all walked towards the car parked in the middle of the road.

Mark pushed the car door and got out of the car, and the group of people turned their eyes to him strangely, and one of them spoke: "Khonsu, we have received a report, Amit said that you colluded with the evil gods of the outside world to create killings, come back to the court with us for trial." ”

Mark's body stiffened, the green tendons on the side of his neck flare, and then a white light appeared in his eyes, and Kong Su's voice came out of his mouth:

"Amit is reversing black and white, it is he who has poured his power into the human world uncontrollably, trying to get out of trouble, and I am just fighting back."

"But you found two evil believers, and kidnapped Amit's believers, have you forgotten the rules of the heavenly realm?"

Mark turned his head a little stiffly, and when he saw Arthur, who had been picked up by Schiller and thrown unconscious in the back seat, he paused and said, "Amit has made his followers walk in the world and spread evil doctrines, he is killing innocents indiscriminately, and that is not a judgment. ”

"We are not interested in disputes between you in the realm of faith, but according to the rules of the heavenly realm, you must go back with us to stand trial." One of the women spoke, her voice echoing mysteriously, as if from far away.

"The Twelve Pillar Gods have long since decayed!" There was anger in Khonsu's tone, and he said, "You have known what Amit has done, but you have abandoned humanity and sought faith without refuge, just as you did thousands of years ago......

"To turn away from humanity is the mercy of the gods to all beings." Another man spoke, his voice solemn, and he said, "No matter what, you are still one of us, and you should go back with us and confront Amit face to face......

They were still speaking in ancient Egyptian, and Schiller was just sitting in the passenger seat of the car, watching it all through the windshield.

On a rainy night darker than night, everyone standing in front of the car has a mysterious light in their eyes, and it all looks like the beginning of a classic horror movie.

But this eerie atmosphere didn't last long, a golden meteor streaked across the sky, and with the sound of a jet, Iron Man landed above the vehicle, he didn't know what the hell the people here were doing, but he saw Schiller sitting in the car.

The Avengers arrived, and then another convoy drove up from the other side of the road.

Steve, who had just stepped forward to investigate, narrowed his eyes, because the moment he turned off the high beams on the opposite side, he saw an old acquaintance sitting in the car, Baron Zemo, the leader of the Hydra.

At this time, Stark, who came to the side of the car, simply opened the door of the cab, then sat in, turned to look at Schiller and asked, "What are you doing here?" What's going on now? ”

He saw that Schiller pushed the car door and walked out, and under the gaze of the American captain, Baron Zemo greeted Schiller, and the two shook hands in front of the car, and Baron Zemo said:

"Welcome back, doctor, long live Hydra."

Steve Boy shrank suddenly, Iron Man rushed out of the door, and everyone in the Avengers behind him had an unbelievable expression on their faces, but at this moment, something even more shocking happened to them-

Schiller, who had just finished shaking hands with Baron Zemo, instantly raised his umbrella and waved it, knocking Baron Zemo to the ground with a "bang", stepping on his chest and stabbing him through the throat with a knife.

In an instant, the umbrella opened, and the burst of blood stained the uniforms of Iron Man and Captain America red, flowing down their bodies and dripping into the puddles on the ground.

The dark red puddle surface, reflecting Schiller's jaw, his mouth open, and the strange sound was hidden in the sound of the rain.

"Yesterday, they split into two ......"

"Today, the multitude is one."