Mississippi is located on the east bank of the Mississippi River in the southern United States, bordered by Mexico to the south, Tennessee to the north, Alabama to the east, and Louisiana and Arkansas to the west.

Although it was written by the famous left-wing writer Mark Twain, it is beautiful and full of romanticism.

But in fact, this is the most economically backward, the poorest, and the most racist in the United States, and it is also a breeding ground for various extremist organizations and cults.

In particular, Voodoo Buddhism, which came from Dahomey to Haiti and then from Haiti, has long since taken root in this land.

Coupled with the vast and sparsely populated relationship, many people who are not well educated and very stubborn and stupid tend to be full of inexplicable fanaticism about religion and the occult.

Some farms or ranches under the name of a certain sect are actually tools used by cults to collect money.

They directly treat the so-called believers as free slaves in modern society, make them do heavy manual labor every day without paying a penny, and brainwash them every day.

They even induce men in the family to sacrifice their wives and daughters to the head of the church and other high-ranking positions to prove their devotion to "God".

Of course, if it is just to accumulate wealth and satisfy selfish desires, it is nothing, although it is evil and despicable, it has not reached the level of expulsion from the "human register".

But a small percentage of the many cults are really mentally abnormal, and engage in a series of cruel and heart-wrenching rituals, including living sacrifices and suicide.

Coupled with the buff bonus of the proliferation of guns, with the poor local police force, they don't even dare to take care of it.

As long as it does not cause a big mess and is exposed by the media, the two sides are basically in a state where the well water does not interfere with the river water.

In some localities, the police are simply members of cults, specially providing cover for the organization and providing important information in a timely manner.

If it were just a bunch of armed psychopaths and madmen, it would be nothing to S.H.I.E.L.D., which was backed by the Security Council, and two special operations teams could be easily eliminated.

But the question is, what if one of these cults suddenly gains supernatural magical powers by mistake?

At this moment, in the barn of an abandoned farm, Coulson and a group of agents stood in front of a "tree of life" made of mutilated corpses, staring at this bloody and cruel "work of art" with a grim face.

In particular, the young pregnant woman who was nailed to the front in a large font shape actually showed a strange happy smile on her face.

An autopsy officer in charge of providing technical support reported in a heavy tone with a hint of horror after careful observation and testing: "These corpses should have died three days ago, they should have been dismembered alive while they were alive, and they did not decompose due to the action of some unknown energy. ”

"What? Dismembered alive! So what's the deal with that weird look on their faces? Aren't these people feeling pain? Or did they inject a lot of hallucinogens and anesthetics? Coulson asked, frowning.

"Sorry, the exact cause is not clear, but there is no indication of drug use in the blood residue."

The technician hurriedly gave a negative answer.

Although as a member of S.H.I.E.L.D., he had seen many "shocking" scenes, it was the first time that something like this in front of him made people's scalps tingle.

If nothing else, I am afraid that after this field mission, I will have to go to receive psychological counseling.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will have a nightmare for weeks or even months in a row.

"Damn! This is already the fourth case this month, and the death toll is above thirty each time. If this cult organization cannot be found and eliminated as soon as possible, the situation will certainly get worse and worse. ”

Clint Barton couldn't help but curse under his breath.

As the number one fighter in the game, it is naturally impossible for him to be absent from a task like this that requires strong personal combat power.

In fact, Hawkeye has participated in more than seven supernatural operations in the last month or two, each of which has played an unexpectedly critical role.

Through research, copying, and reverse engineering of certain black technology and magic items, some of the arrows he uses have been able to penetrate a variety of low-level shields.

And that's exactly what guns can't do.

Coulson ignored Hawkeye, who was venting his emotions, and instead asked the Divine Warrior Monk with the title of advisor on the side, "Mr. Bassaza, can you get any useful clues from these broken corpses?" ”

"Well, I don't know much about magic, but I can tell that all the corpses are blessed with necromantic spells.

As for whether it is arcane magic or divine magic, or some kind of spell-like ability, it is not easy to judge for the time being.

But it is certain that all of these ritual acts may have been related to sacrifice.

If I'm not mistaken, they should be trying to twist the souls of these dead and create a god of their own. ”

Barsaza expressed his judgment with a blank face.

"What? Create a god! ”

Coulson's face changed dramatically.

Because he had already learned from previous visits that even the weakest god had the ability to easily destroy a planet.

If one of these things were to appear on Earth, the consequences would be catastrophic.

Seeing this, Basarza immediately smiled and waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, the god I am referring to here is not a god in the real sense, but a god that this cult thinks it is."

Its true name should be some kind of powerful magical creature, a cursed creature to be exact.

Perhaps with enough time, such a cursed creature will continue to absorb twisted souls and fanatical beliefs to gradually gain divinity, and then become a terrible evil god. ”

Hearing that it wasn't a real god, Coulson was visibly relieved and continued to ask, "Then how difficult do you think this cursed creature is to deal with?" ”

"It depends on whether it's a spirit or an entity.

Usually, the entity owner is slightly easier to deal with.

At least that's what it looks like for you.

However, if it is a spirit, weapons such as guns will be useless, and only magic and energy can actually damage them.

Also, as a cursed creature, it should have a lot of spell-like abilities.

For example, a terrible curse is instantly blessed on a person, causing him to lose his strength, physique, agility and other attributes, and from a healthy strong man to a weak person who can even walk out of breath.

Another example is to absorb life force and power through touch, which will lead to death after a few strokes.

The most terrifying thing is that once it enters a densely populated city and goes on a killing spree, it only needs to kill tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, and its strength will quickly expand to an unimaginable extent.

When millions of people in a city die......"

Speaking of which, Barsaza paused, deliberately not stating the final conclusion, but the implication was already very obvious.

So many souls, so many fears, resentments, and other negative emotions come together, that even if you can't become a god, you can become a god or something like an ancient evil.

You must know that in the Faeron Continent, sacrificing the death of thousands to tens of thousands of people in a city can cause extremely serious consequences, not to mention the large city circle with a scale of millions or tens of millions in the modern society of the earth, as well as a large number of dark, decaying, and depraved souls.

"Fack!"

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, even a good old man like Coulson couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and then turned around and roared at his subordinates: "Quick! Immediately investigate all the surveillance footage within a radius of 50 kilometers around me! Whoever these guys are, I'm going to know where they're going within twenty-four hours! ”

"Yes! Sir! ”

The agents were visibly frightened by the horrific scene portrayed by Barsaza and did not dare to delay for even a second, and immediately rushed out and drove to a nearby place equipped with surveillance cameras.

Since it happens to be a cluster of farms and pastures, there are very few residents and surveillance cameras, and it is estimated that it will take a bit of effort to just scan them.

But fortunately, after Coulson reported the situation, S.H.I.E.L.D. immediately sent additional personnel.

To be precise, Nick Fury was so frightened that he jumped out of his chair when he learned about it.

Especially in the field of magic, S.H.I.E.L.D. currently has very little information, and it can even be described as almost completely none.

This means that they have to believe 100 per cent what he says in Basza.

Because no one dares to bet on whether this will go for the worst.

After all the agents left the barn on the farm and started to act, Coulson rubbed his face that was getting older and older because of overtime, staying up late, and anxiety every day, and subconsciously wanted to turn around and learn more about it with Barsaza.

As a result, I saw that the other party was fiddling with the mobile phone that he had just gotten and seemed to be chatting with someone.

This relaxed attitude undoubtedly made him quite speechless, and he kept complaining in his heart that the bureau was going to fry the pot, but the other party still seemed to be nothing, but he couldn't help but ask: "Who are you chatting with?" ”

Barthazar replied without raising his head: "My exclusive assistant." ”

"Do you have a dedicated assistant?"

Coulson's mouth opened wide in surprise.

After all, he had been with this emissary from another world almost every day these days, but he had never seen the other party recruit assistants or subordinates.

"It was the banks that equipped me.

You should know that I have deposits in several banks with tens of billions of dollars, so I can enjoy the highest level of service.

And this dedicated assistant is one of them.

In fact, I now have about a dozen dedicated assistants, and whatever I want to do, I just need to give them a phone call.

Even if it's buying a plane or a luxury yacht. ”

In a nonchalant tone, Barsaza uttered something that would infuriate him.

Even a professionally trained agent like Coulson, who doesn't value much money, suddenly felt panicked, but he still had to force a smile and ask, "What are you talking about?" Isn't it about investments, finance, stocks, bonds, etc.? ”

"No, of course not, I'm not interested in making more money.

What's more, if I am short of money, I can always ask the owner for tens of thousands of tons of gold, or come up with technology that is decades or hundreds of years ahead of the world.

The assistant messaged me because someone had given me an invitation as if he wanted me to attend the opening of a Stark Messe called What?

If I'm not mistaken, the current owner of this business, Tony Stark, is probably Iron Man who has been active around the world lately?

I have to say that his behavior is really quite high-profile, and he is very, very proud and conceited, and a little bit naïve, like a spoiled child. ”

Barsaza looked at the massive news reports presented on the screen of his mobile phone, and gave his evaluation of this "superhero" very simply.

Coulson nodded approvingly, "I completely agree with you.

But Mr. Stark is one of the few genius scientists on Earth, and the Director has great expectations for him.

Maybe in the near future we will need his ingenuity.

But I'm more concerned about how to deal with the current issue of cults than going to Stark Industries.

Know that we don't want massive civilian casualties. ”

"Don't worry, if things really get out of hand, I'll take matters into hand."

Barsaza was straightforward in his promises.

As a man who was once orderly and kind, but now orderly and neutral, he certainly would not sit idly by and watch civilians be slaughtered by evil forces.

But that doesn't mean he'll be a firefighter and a babysitter.

Especially if the protection agreement has not yet been signed.

"Uh...... How many casualties does the degree of unmanageability refer to? Coulson asked in an uncertain tone.

After a moment's thought, Barsaza replied, "100,000." Because once you devour the souls of more than 100,000 people, it will become a little troublesome to deal with. I'm afraid that when I give it my all, I'll accidentally blow up the planet under my feet. ”

With that, he turned away without looking back, leaving Coulson alone in front of the creepy corpse tree.

It took several minutes for the latter to recover from the shock and call his director again to report the situation.

Maybe the word "Bursting Star" can be taken as a joke when it comes out of someone else's mouth, but it must be treated as if it were true when it comes out of Barsaza's mouth.

Because the other party has already demonstrated the ability to break stars with his bare hands, and more than once, and more than one person.

Just when S.H.I.E.L.D. was in a hurry from top to bottom, Hydra, which was hiding in the shadows, also started its own actions.

Upon learning that the unknown cult was creating something that had the potential to become a god, they quickly tracked down each other's locations with their unique underground intelligence network, and then proceeded without hesitation.

As the head of the North American smuggler, Alexander Pierce even did not hesitate to activate his hole card - the Winter Soldier.

Right now, a heavily armed Bucky Barnes was standing outside a roadside motel, raising the bazooka in his hand and pointing it at one of the rooms without hesitation.

Rumble!!!!!!

A dazzling tail flame flew through the air, and the warhead filled with high explosives and small steel balls designed to kill infantry units shattered the windows and entered the room, causing a violent explosion.

The half-cut body of one of the hapless eggs even flew out of the shattered window in the explosion, and the charred intestines and minced flesh were scattered everywhere.

There's nothing more lethal to a person than detonating a bomb stuffed with small steel balls indoors.

Almost no flesh and blood could withstand such an attack.

Even if you wear body armor and a bulletproof helmet, the probability of surviving will not exceed 10%.

"Up!"

The Winter Soldier dropped his transmitter and waved his metal arm to signal the Hydra Squad behind him to enter the room and search.

But just as these people had just killed the frightened innkeeper, a puff of black smoke quickly erupted from the bombed room, enveloping the entire inn at a rapid speed.

Next Second......

The eerie laughter echoed in the ears of every living person.

"Hee-hee-"

In the blink of an eye, the Hydra operation team that had stormed the first floor of the hotel let out a terrified scream.

"Ahhh!!!!!hh

"Monster! There are monsters! Retreat! ”

"Nope! No! Stay back! Stay back! ”

"Fire! Fire! ”

"Fack! Bullets are useless against it! ”

"We can't get out! All windows and doors are blocked by an unknown force field! ”

……

Suddenly gunshots, explosions, roars, and dying wails mingled.

When everything was calm again, the terrible black mist finally disappeared completely, leaving only the mutilated corpses lying on the floor of the hall, each with a look of fear on their faces.

Just as the Winter Soldier tried to get closer to figure out what was going on, a dark shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air, jerking up to reveal a twisted face that could not be described in words.

The unknown creature slowly grinned to reveal a mouthful of blood-stained teeth, spat out a dozen broken fingers from its mouth, and finally disappeared into thin air.

That kind of horror that hits the soul, even a tool man like Bucky Barnes, who has been brainwashed and controlled for a long time and only knows how to carry out orders, can't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Just as he was hesitating to go in, a voice suddenly came from the communication device in his ear.

"Stop the operation now! Fall back! ”

Hearing this, the Winter Soldier mounted his motorcycle and turned away without saying a word, setting the motel on fire before leaving.

At the same time, Alexander Pearce, who was far away from his home, had just watched the horrific massacre through the recorders worn on the members of the operation team, and turned to ask his men, "What do you think is that?" ”

"Can't be sure. But it is certainly not afraid of light weapons such as guns and rocket launchers, and even large-caliber artillery and missiles are not necessarily useful. Hitwell replied, wiping the beads of sweat from his head.

Obviously, the picture just now gave him a huge shock, so much so that his heart rate is now more than twice the usual rate.

Especially the action at the end, which obviously rushes towards the camera, seems to have discovered himself.

"That's the power of necromancy! It's scary, it's fascinating, isn't it? ”

Alexander Pierce raised his glass, tilted his head and drank the whiskey inside, and instead of showing a hint of timidity, the whole person became extremely excited.

Yes!

It's exciting!

As the previous leader of S.H.I.E.L.D., he was qualified to attend the meetings of the Security Council, and he also saw the information brought back by Nick Fury and the experts.

Alexander Pierce was clearly more interested in the magic part than the science part.

After all, obsession with supernatural powers is a tradition of the Hydra Order.

And he already clearly knows that the master behind Barsaza is an out-and-out demon god.

Hitwell replied, "Yes, it is terrible and fascinating. But the problem is that we don't have the means to control it right now. As you can see, even the Winter Soldier is not able to pose any threat to this monster. ”

"That's why we need to acquire relevant knowledge. After all, the door to the mystery is open, and the only thing we need to do is to offer gifts and allegiance to the demon god in exchange for his generous gift. ”

As he said this, Alexander Pierce's eyes flashed an eerie red.

"You...... What are you?! ”

Hitwell was visibly aware of the abnormality, and the muscles in his whole body suddenly tensed, and he kept swallowing saliva.

But Alexander Pierce smiled disapprerovingly, rolled up his sleeves to reveal the red-glowing and hot mark on his arm, and said meaningfully: "I have been enlightened, great enlightenment, can you understand that feeling?" ”

The moment the last word came out, a red-hot flame erupted from his palm, and it was the temperature that melted the empty glass that had been filled with wine in just a few seconds.

Hitwell was clearly not a fool, and immediately realized that the smuggler to whom he was loyal had gained knowledge and power from another world, just like those with superpowers who had been captured and killed by S.H.I.E.L.D. before.

The only thing that isn't certain is when exactly this power was acquired.

Alexander commanded bluntly: "Keep an eye on this group of cultists at once, and get the news to Nick Fury's ears when they enter the big city." I want to see for myself just how powerful this cursed creature can become after devouring the souls of countless people. ”

"Understood!"

Hitwell nodded hurriedly, then turned and walked away as if fleeing for his life.

When he was completely gone, Alexander Pierce re-hid the imprint on his arm, muttering to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "War, hunger, poverty, hypocrisy, short-sightedness, stupidity, this deplorable world needs to be reshaped, a new order needs to be established." And I am the chosen one to carry out this sacred mission. ”

……

A few days later, at the opening ceremony of the Stark Industrial Fair, Iron Man landed in the center of the venue wearing his baggy red and gold livery mech, slowly walked out of it, raised his hands and enjoyed the applause and cheers, and gave a rather narcissistic speech.

No one noticed at all, and this billionaire took advantage of everyone's inattention, hiding in a corner and secretly checking the level of palladium in his blood with a homemade instrument.

It's clear that the small cold fusion reactor that transformed him into a superhero is becoming the murderer who will kill him.

And it's much faster than expected.

However, as a very proud and arrogant man, Tony Stark obviously wouldn't tell anyone this secret.

Because he doesn't allow himself to appear vulnerable and helpless in front of anyone.

Even if you want to die, you have to die standing like a strong man, instead of lying on a hospital bed and needing someone to help you go to the toilet.

But fortunately, he still has enough time to arrange everything for the future.

Thinking of this, the billionaire and superhero took a deep breath and prepared to greet the important guests who had been invited, as is customary.

Since the circle of elites in Europe and the United States is so large, almost powerful people have long been familiar with each other, so there is basically no difficulty in dealing with it, it is nothing more than to say hello, greet each other, and then see if there is any possibility of cooperation.

But in the midst of this group of acquaintances, Tony Stark suddenly spotted an unfamiliar figure and immediately asked curiously, "Who is that person?" How come I have never met him? ”

"Which one?"

Pepper Pepper Pepper Potz subconsciously asked.

"It's the bald head standing alone by the window."

Tony Stark pointed to the location as he began to ask his AI butler Jarvis to look up the other party's information.

I have to say that his behavior is really quite impolite, and even lacks the most basic upbringing and respect for others.

Pepper Potz just glanced at it and immediately explained: "That's Mr. Barsazza, the mysterious person who recently suddenly topped the Forbes Magazine's wealth list." He is rumored to be a descendant of an ancient family, while others say he inherited a large inheritance. But one thing is for sure, he is really quite rich. ”

"Oh? Is it richer than me? ”

Iron Man's competitiveness was immediately provoked.

After all, in terms of inhumanity in the trenches, he is confident that he will not lose to anyone.

But just a second later, Tony Stark's confident smile froze on his face.

Because according to the information listed by Jarvis, the total amount of Barthaza's deposits in major banks alone reached a staggering $250 billion, completely crushing itself.

Know that this is a deposit!

Not stocks, real estate, real estate, bonds!

It's cash that is ready to use and doesn't need to be sold for cash!

"Fack! How could this guy possibly have so much cash? Where did his money come from! ”

Tony Stark couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

"Sir, according to the information I have gathered from the Internet, it seems that Mr. Bassaza is selling large quantities of gold to several banks, and the total weight may be as high as several thousand tons."

Jarvis's electronic voice came through the headset.

"Gold? How many thousand tons? Are you kidding? How could anyone in this world take thousands of tons of gold! ”

Iron Man expressed strong doubts about the authenticity of this matter.

But he obviously can't be blamed.

After all, gold is an out-and-out scarce precious metal on earth, and the cost and difficulty of mining are quite high.

All gold mines with slightly higher reserves are basically in the hands of the state or a few large mining companies.

"I'm sorry, sir, but that's what I analyzed. And in this matter, there seem to be traces that have been covered up by powerful government departments. Jarvis continued.

"Interesting! Then let me meet him. ”

As he spoke, Tony Stark handed the wine glass in his hand to the bodyguard, walked straight to Barsaza, and greeted him in a half-joking tone: "Welcome, Mr. the richest man in the world." Well, are you happy with the Stark Memere opening? ”

"Very good, quite lively, thank you for the invitation."

Bassaza looked with interest at the small and equally not strong human male in front of him.

"Hahahaha! You're thanking the wrong person. Because it wasn't me who sent the invitation, it was my assistant. ”

Tony turned around childishly and winked at Pepper Potts.

But soon he turned back and continued to probe: "Mr. Bassaza, if you don't mind, can you tell me about your or your family's history?" Forgive me for being so withdrawn, I've almost never heard anything about you before. ”

"No big deal, I just sold some gold coins to the bank and that's it."

Barsaza gave the answer bluntly without any cover-up.

"Thousands of tons of gold?"

Tony raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

Barsaza nodded without hesitation: "Yes, a few thousand tons." ”

"And where did you get all this gold?"

Tony is clearly not a person who knows how to stop in moderation, and puts on a posture of breaking the casserole to get to the end.

Because he was so curious about how a man could get thousands of tons of gold.

And when dealing with those vampire bankers, the other party actually chose to give money instead of using some other means.

"Took it from the warehouse. Oh, I almost forgot, I also brought a gift for you. ”

As he spoke, Basarza took out a gray rectangular wooden box from his bosom and handed it over.

"Gifts?"

Tony took it and opened it directly, only to find that there were several pieces of metal of different colors inside.

Out of the scientist's instinctive reaction, he immediately instructed his AI butler, "Jarvis, scan these substances." ”

Moment!

A curtain of light passes through the middle of the box.

It took about two or three seconds before Jarvis spoke, "I'm sorry, sir. I can't give names for these substances. Because they have never been found on Earth. ”

"What? What do you mean...... Do these substances come from outer space? ”

Tony jerked his head up and stared at the bald man standing in front of him with a look of shock and disbelief.

"There is insufficient information to be sure. Maybe it's from outer space, maybe it's some kind of new element synthetic, but it's certain that they all have very high hardness and toughness, far exceeding any current synthetic material. ”

With that, Jarvis stopped making a sound.

"So...... Are you an alien? That's why you can take out so much gold in one go, so that you can let the powerful government departments cover up your identity for you? ”

Tony's eyes lit up slightly, and he felt as if he had discovered a big secret.

Barsaza replied with a smile: "That's just your guess, I didn't admit it." Also, I suggest that you better not talk nonsense, otherwise the relevant authorities will definitely come back and look for trouble. ”

Just as Tony was about to ask a few words, Coulson suddenly ran over from a distance in a hurry, and said breathlessly: "Mr. Barsaza, I finally found you." Don't waste time, come with me now, that thing is going to get out of hand. ”

"What's going to get out of hand?"

Tony obviously knew Coulson, and grabbed the latter's arm and asked.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stark, but this is a matter of secrecy, and I can't tell anyone outside."

The voice has not fallen!

Coulson pushed Iron Man away, pulled Barsaza and ran outside.

Before Tony could react to what had happened, screams and exclamations suddenly rang out from outside the venue.

I saw a Kun-style plane full of science fiction suddenly disarm the optical camouflage, and it was exposed to countless reporters and cameras in such a bright light.

Several heavily armed soldiers jumped down from above, dispersed the reporters and onlookers who had gathered to block the gate, and escorted Coulson and Barsaza up.

Once the hatch closed, it rose into the air and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Tony! What's going on? ”

Pepper Pozzi, looking confused, finally came back to her senses and asked.

"I don't know for sure, but it's certain that something big has happened. Jarvis, search for global news now. ”

Iron Man gave orders to his AI butler as he walked briskly back, putting on the steel suit he had taken off earlier.

It didn't take long for him to lock on one of them in a flood of news.

Because the footage from the scene is too terrifying, too terrifying, too creepy.

In a densely populated pedestrian street in the center of the city, hundreds of mutilated corpses lay on the ground, and some of them were even nailed to a giant tree made of corpses in the center of the square.

A figure with its whole body like a black hole, absorbing all the light around it, was standing there, letting out an eerie laugh.

Several policemen rushed up and fired frantically to destroy the monster, but all the bullets passed through the middle of the void body.

Just a second later, the bodies of all these policemen were directly shattered like twisted twists by an invisible force without warning, and a large amount of blood and internal organs gushed out, and the bloody scene was beyond the reach of the slaughterhouse.

"This ...... What the hell is this? ”

Iron Man was instantly frightened, and at the same time, the urge to urinate directly discharged all the drinks and drinks he had just drunk in his stomach.

Thanks to the circulation system in the steel suit, otherwise he would have been embarrassed.

"Sir, the target is suspected to have very strong supernatural powers, and the danger level is very high, so I suggest that it is best not to approach."

Jarvis was quick to give what he thought was the most reasonable suggestion.

But if Tony Stark would listen, it wouldn't be him.

Without saying a word, this guy flew straight into the air and flew towards the place of the incident, and asked as he flew back: "Is the destination of the plane just now the same as mine?" ”

"Yes, sir."

Jarvis replied in the affirmative without thinking.

"Awesome! Let's take a look at what this alien is capable of. ”

With that, the Iron Battle instantly accelerated and chased after it like a missile.

On the Quin, the pilot glanced at the radar, turned his head and shouted at Coulson in the cabin behind him, "Tony Stark is behind us!" Do you want to get rid of him? ”

"Forget it. With the performance of the Kun fighter, it is not easy to get rid of him. ”

Coulson smiled wryly and shook his head.

No way, who made my father one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D., a genius scientist and billionaire himself.

Generally speaking, as long as he doesn't make mistakes of principle, basically no one dares to do anything to him.

Especially after being aware of the situation of the planet and humanity, the Security Council has listed a number of high-level talents that need to be prioritized for protection.

And Tony Stark is one of the top guys.

What's more, Coulson, who was anxious, couldn't care so much now, and directly turned on his mobile phone to project all the pictures captured at the scene, and introduced with a serious face: "Mr. Bassaza, the cursed creature you mentioned earlier has entered the city and slaughtered at least tens of thousands of civilians around.

It now envelops the entire city center within a radius of several kilometers.

Our agents only got a little closer, and began to go uncontrollably mad and kill each other.

And according to the satellite footage, this black circular area is still spreading to the periphery at a range of five kilometers per hour.

It won't be long before the whole city is enveloped. ”

"Don't waste words, I already know the situation."

Barsaza raised his hand to stop the other party from continuing to provide so-called "intelligence".

Because just from the picture, he could already tell how much the power of this cursed creature had swelled.

As expected, the top of this cult has taken advantage of the negative emotions and twisted souls of humans to create something unbelievable.

It's just that he doesn't quite understand why this happened, and the mages of Kama Taj still haven't reacted at all, and even the guardian of the earth, the Supreme Mage Ancient One, hasn't shown up.

"Can you get rid of it?"

Coulson clearly wanted a definite answer.

Because this matter has caused an uproar in the bureau.

The US military even put forward a proposal to blow up entire cities with nuclear warheads.

In fact, just now, there are already four planes ready to take off at any moment, while three more nuclear missiles are already being launched plus waiting for orders.

As soon as the situation gets out of control, then these nuclear warheads will not hesitate to tilt on their own heads.

In terms of not being human, the US military and government can be said to have a long history, and the archives that will never be declassified alone can fill several rooms, and many of these crazy experiments are definitely worthy of being labeled as anti-human.

"No problem, leave it to me."

Basarzar pulled down his tie and threw it aside, and at the same time unbuttoned the top of his shirt, revealing the strong pectoral muscles inside, and his eyes were no longer as gentle and calm as usual, and his whole body exuded a suffocating sense of oppression......