Sitwell looked at the scene in front of him, and really didn't know how to describe his feelings.

After the outbreak of the war outside New York, S.H.I.E.L.D. came to deal with this side of the matter as quickly as possible, but it was not only their department that received the news, the military also appeared at the scene of the battle.

The nine corpses on the ground, in various forms, all tell the story of the battle, which was nothing more than a one-sided massacre.

"We meet again, Agent Sitwell." The military kid who had clashed over the White Queen before appeared in front of Sitwell again.

"yes." Sitwell was still smiling, and he had never had any huge mood swings.

"This time, you shouldn't let me continue to complain about you, right?" The guy didn't pay any attention to Sitwell's bland response, and just mocked him with what Sitwell had said to him earlier.

The two parties are like rats staring at the same piece of cheese, and neither is willing to give the other what is in front of them.

Who knows if any valuable genes will be obtained from these dead bodies, after all, a thing that dares to fight a humanoid self-propelled nuclear bomb is definitely not a simple guy.

They might be able to get something unexpected out of these guys.

"Sir, is that normal?" A S.H.I.E.L.D. agent suddenly yelled at Sitwell.

Sitwell just had no reason to get rid of this military idiot, so he naturally approached the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who spoke.

"Waterfa!" Sitwell watched as the female corpse's chest grew brighter, like the Ark Reactor on Tony Stark's chest, but this one was even stranger.

A small ball that appeared to be made of gold slowly emerged from the female corpse's chest.

Before the S.H.I.E.L.D. could react, the ball had already disappeared into the sky.

"Sir, did we miss something?" The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent stared blankly in the direction in which the ball had disappeared.

"Report, it's not something we can decide, especially—" Sitwell withdrew his gaze in the direction where the ball had disappeared, and turned his head to look at the military bosses who were already on the phone, "and these people are there." ”

The agent understood what his head officer meant, and quickly called a few agents to guard the female corpse to the death, preventing the military guys from getting closer.

And Sitwell had already begun to report the matter to his immediate prefect, Coulson.

"Sir."

By the time the phone was connected, the ball had completely moved away from the solar system, and even the moment it left the earth, it had already reached the place it needed to be.

For Aritham's little ball, it can't be said to be small, and for him it can only be regarded as a little thing like a bacterium.

But it was this little thing that brought Aritam the information he needed most.

All the Eternals on Earth died, and none of them were spared.

Aritham looked at all the details of the battle projected by the ball, including the appearance of the Ancient One, and the hands that tore apart the mirror space.

He underestimated the woman on the earth who was suspected to be a Greek god, and that woman was at least a guy who could compete with the two god kings, a Heavenly Father-level existence.

"Perhaps, I can go to Earth sometime." Alitham didn't pay attention to any of the situations released by the orb, a Paternal fellow could have carried out a one-sided slaughter of the Eternals.

Now Alitham doesn't have time to care about those things on Earth, and the Eternals have been killed.

Then I'm making a few of them, no.

Pulling his gaze back to Earth, S.H.I.E.L.D. had fully reached an agreement with the military, an agreement on those few dead bodies.

Even the last dead body, the body of a dark-haired woman, was found at the California border.

When it was found, it looked like a wild dog that had died unexpectedly on the side of the road, but the wounds on the body and the marks that were pierced by a sharp weapon under the body all said one thing.

It's a speedster, but it's been pinned here by something faster.

"So what about weapons?" The head of S.H.I.E.L.D. asked the military.

The military were the first to find the body, but they themselves did not see the weapon that killed the woman, and there was no trace of it.

"That weapon has completely evaporated out of thin air." The heads of the military can only tell the truth, after all, they are also telling the truth.

“shit！” The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent spat out a foul word, but he knew that these big bosses were telling the truth, otherwise the place would have been surrounded by the military.

A weapon that can kill the Speedy is more useful than the corpses of these people.

What an agreement, in front of that kind of weapon, it's basically paper to wipe the ass.

Diana, on the other hand, has returned to her home.

Warm water flowed from the shower, washing Diana's blood from the battle.

Slowly, a red stream of water formed at Diana's feet, and slowly flowed away.

The face that was originally stained with blood like a demon now shows her heavenly beauty again.

I walked out of the bathroom, wrapped myself in a bathrobe, and sat in my dining room, savoring the delicious taste of ice cream.

Diana didn't have the slightest psychological burden on leaving the corpse of the Eternals on the so-called battlefield like that, after all, S.H.I.E.L.D. and the military would clean up the mess.

Diana didn't care if S.H.I.E.L.D. and the military could find some useful information on those Eternals, after all, the Eternals, as a tool of the Celestial Group, were naturally not a technology that the current Earth could spy on.

Or there's no way to spy on this technique.

Now, the only guy she cares about is this man who broke into her house for some unknown reason.

Even Goo Goo didn't have any hostility towards the man, and even nested quietly around the man.

The man has long black hair, and his resolute face is also full of vigilance at the moment, and even his hand has touched his waist, as if he can effectively counterattack in the next moment.

The black suit was torn and damaged, and some of it was bleeding

"Someone from the Continental?" Diana knows very well that people who can dress like this in the whole of New York City, even have multiple wounds, and have not been investigated by the NYPD, can basically be identified as the killer of the Continental Hotel.

Or the person at the high table.

The man did not answer Diana's question, still observing Diana's every move with a high degree of nervousness, giving the impression that she was a leopard hiding in the grass and could pounce on its prey at any time.

In his eyes, Diana's beauty seemed to have no effect at all, he was like a sophisticated robot, always on high alert.

"I'm curious, why don't you go to the Continental? Shouldn't it be safer for you? Diana was also quite curious about the state of this man, not only did he not choose to go to the continental hotel, but came to a place that could be said to have no safety at all.

The man shook his head: "My state is not enough to support me to go to the Continental Hotel right now." ”

Diana watched the floor of her house slowly seep into the man's blood: "So you chose to pollute my floor?" Very expensive. ”

The man couldn't have imagined that the woman in front of him was just caring about his floor. For a wealthy man who lives on the top floor of the Plaza Hotel in New York, would he still care about his floor?

If Diana knew what men thought, she would probably give Nan Re you a good-looking look.

It's not the house she bought, and she doesn't have that much money to buy a top-notch apartment like this, let alone repair it after it was damaged.

"John Freelance." The man spoke suddenly.

"Okay." Diana was completely surprised by this sudden self-reporting behavior.

I've seen too many of these people.