Chapter 6: The Dawn of the Gods, the Massacre of Carrot El
The sand is as silent as a blizzard.
The sky is as blue as the deep sea.
Only a glimmer of light that falls, hanging high in the sky, brings that unique light, but it only falls on one person.
Although in Tony Stark's eyes, the man who was under the hail of bullets was so stupid.
"Bang!"
The next second, a gunshot echoed through the desert.
Enrique Elants' gun was aimed at Carrot, who came out, and he fired dismissively.
However, something shocking happened, because the man who came out of that hut turned out to have nothing to do.
Relaxed, comfortable, as if the shot just now was just an illusion, Carrot raised his eyelids and looked slightly at Enrique, who shot him, and his eyes narrowed unconsciously.
"Walter?"
"What happened??"
Enrique looked like he had seen a ghost, and the rest of the people were also shocked, not to mention the shot, let alone the ricochet, they didn't even see a spark.
Even Stark was stunned, ignoring the pain on his body, and stared at Carrot with a pair of stunned eyes.
"It's been five years, and you still haven't learned to be polite."
Carrot El looked at everyone lightly, and glanced at them word by word: "Daring to shoot at me cannot be said to be courageous, only ignorant and fearless. ”
"But that's right, the people who saw me in the red ribbon back then should have been killed."
A random flick between the thumb and middle finger of an orchid-fingered hand, a bullet slammed through Enrique's body.
"So it's normal that you don't know me."
"So..."
"Since you can't learn to be polite, I'll teach you... Consequences of being impolite. ”
Standing with his hands in his hands, his feet are as unshakable as mountains.
Carrot El didn't say much, and he didn't need to talk to the dying man.
Red light gradually appeared in his eyes.
In the depths of his eyes, a scorching light burst out in an instant, far more scorching than the sun, and a terrifying ray of 16,387.6 degrees turned all the flesh and blood in front of him into ashes.
"Fire!!"
As early as the first moment Enrique was killed by the snap of his fingers, Boris gave the order to attack with a drastic change in his face.
"Crackle! Puff puff puff!! Sudden Sudden Rush! Sudden Sudden Sudden Assault!! ”
In an instant, the overwhelming network of firepower intertwined the brilliance of human civilization in mid-air.
Facing the crimson burning death light, it dyed the entire desert with the color of blood in an instant.
Carrot did not move, bathed in the net of bullets, as if standing under the drizzling spring rain, without waves.
Slowly turning his head, the scarlet in his eyes melted everything in sight.
"What's that???"
"Monster!"
"Run!!"
"Fire! No! Lie down! ”
"Zizizi..."
"Boom!!"
Where the bullets staggered, a rocket came straight from a distance, and Carrot El frowned slightly, and reached out to catch it.
This thing is no different from drizzle to him, but such a nice house behind him can't just blow up.
This house is bulletproof, but it's not bazooka-proof!
With a twist of his wrist, Carrot El gave the rocket a gentle nudge and turned it back the way it came.
"Boom!"
Under the scorching sun, the brilliant explosion was deafening in the depths of the desert, and in a short moment, the wreckage of the hundred or so people did not even have coke left.
It's as if this land has never seen them, only a huge crater and countless bullets buried in this strange uninhabited territory.
In just a few seconds, when Stark crawled out of the ruins of the war, all he saw was one black and swarthy land, one after another of burning craters that had exploded.
The fire was blazing, the sun was shining, and the dust of death was spread across the earth.
The man, standing like a god, looked down on him in the light...
"You, who the hell are you?"
Staring at what was happening in front of him, it wasn't a sudden hallucination, and when he looked at those pale blue eyes again, Tony Stark lost the courage to look at him directly.
With a pop, he collapsed to the ground, his hands propped himself up, and even the courage to stand up dissipated in an instant.
At this moment, even if he said that he was a demon from hell or an angel sent by God to guide him, Stark felt that he would believe it.
"Carrot... Al. ”
A faint voice seemed to cross the distance of time and space, following the sun in the depths of the desert to the cloudless sky.
S.H.I.E.L.D... Helicarriers...
In Nick Fury's office, Natasha Romanoff listened to Hill in detail as he recounted the information on the mission's objectives:
"Carrot Eyre."
"Alias, Clark Sun, was born on November 11, 1991, in a farming family in the small town of Smallville, Kansas."
"Adopted by an old man surnamed Oriental who adopted Jonathan Kent when he was a child, and named Clark by the Kent couple."
"Until the age of six, the old man surnamed Sun died of illness, and Clark Sun was adopted by the Kent couple."
"After the age of 13, he went to study at the Met, changed his name to Carrot Eyre, and was known as a genius boy at 16, obtained three doctorates in bioenergetics, mechanics, and philosophy, and is now the CEO of Magnum Capsule Company."
Natasha sat on the table, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked comfortable and loose, but countless intelligence analyses had flashed in her heart, and she hugged her chest with her hands and said:
"Inspirational story."
"An abandoned orphan, the son of a farmer from a small city with no background, who achieved the position of CEO of a world-class company in a big city, self-made, super genius, and got three doctorates at the age of 16."
"If you take it out and put it in a weekly magazine, it will definitely become an idol for young migrant workers."
"Why did he change his name?"
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city below the clouds, Nick Fury with his back to him, his face was very solemn.
Pressed the mute mode of the room, and the black isolation material slowly fell, until the whole house was closed off from the signals and sounds transmitted to the outside world.
In the room, there was not the slightest light source left, and in the darkness, a projection slowly lit up on the table.
Natasha frowned, and she barely saw Nick Fury announce a mission to her with this level of protection.
How serious is this incident?
"Those were all external files."
"Look at these."
"A change that will affect the fate of the world is coming."
In the dark claustrophobic room, Nick Fury, dressed in black, almost blended into the darkness, staring at the only light source, reflecting the images of the two old men.