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293 Man's Revenge against God!(2/5)

 Luke said as he took a swig of wine.
 At this time, S.H.I.E.L.D. had already deployed personnel to investigate the previous meteor crash incident.
 A large group of wealthy people gathered at the spot where the meteor hit.
Although they are not guys with clean foundations, these people cannot be given up yet.
The large-scale coma that appeared over there was already a supernatural event. In order to prevent supernatural crimes from happening, S.H.I.E.L.D. sent out Hawkeye, who had been on leave for a long time.
Colson’s current situation seems to be no different from that of Melinda, who is always busy with less important things.
It’s not that Coulson has lost Nick Fury’s trust, but that he is still recovering from the previous incident.
 So important tasks were handed over to other agents, and Coulson was always on standby.
This is probably the vacation Nick Fury gave him.
“Colson, let’s go have a drink when I get back.”
Hawkeye said this to Coulson in the SHIELD building, and then got directly into SHIELD's special car.
“Agent Patton, wait for me, I’m going on this mission.”
Colson shouted to Hawkeye anxiously that his work style did not require him to clock in and out on time every day.
If even agents had to clock in, the world would be completely ruined.
 Do people who do latent work have to put on a smiling face in front of some technological product every day in order to be counted as working?
That's ridiculous.
“I think it’s better for you to take a little rest. There’s something wrong with you.”
Hawkeye looked at Coulson who was sitting directly in the passenger seat and said this.
 Ever since Coulson's idea of ​​going to London was rejected, he has been feeling a little nervous.
 Looking very haggard too.
“Only by getting busy can I still be that elite.”
 Colson flashed a smile on his face, and then said to Hawkeye.
His latest job is to investigate information about Spider-Man, and news of Spider-Man’s appearance has just been returned from that scene.
Colson is about to lock in the identity of Spider-Man, and this time he just went there to see if he could gain anything else.
“It seems like you have made up your mind, let’s set off now.”
Hawkeye glanced at Coulson meaningfully, then started the car and started taking action.
 …
 “I seem to feel something?”
Burkeso looked at Odin in front of him and said in a somewhat doubtful tone.
It wasn't that he felt the aura of the Hell Demon King, but that Azmodan and Andariel in his mind suddenly became a little too active.
 This is unusual.
Odin just looked at Bulkesso without saying a word.
He didn’t know what Bulcaisuo had discovered, and even said that if Bulcaisuo felt the aura of the Demon King of Hell, he wouldn’t be able to help much.
There is some commotion in Asgard right now, because Thor and Loki haven't been in the public eye for a while.
 This will inevitably trigger some discussion.
 But Odin's expression suddenly changed.
 He felt that some unexpected changes had taken place in Mjolnir.
 Another hammer appeared over there, and he felt something familiar on this hammer.
 “Kool!?”
Odin said his brother's name with some horror.
The appearance of Kull means that the prophecy about Thor may have begun.
 While driving Kull off the throne, Odin found that there was no way he could kill him.
Only Thor, who has become the God of Thunder, can do it, but that also means that a tragic tragedy of everyone dying will happen.
 This made Odin feel embarrassed.
 He wanted to protect his son, and for this reason he did not hesitate to cut Asgard off from the Earth.
 “Then what is the God of Fear? What happened to him?”
Burkeso frowned and said this.
The word fear has a completely different meaning for Bulcaisel.
“Beside Mjolnir and my hammer son appeared another hammer with my brother’s power on it.”
Odin had no obstacles when he said this, or he had already accepted the "fact" that Odin's son was his son.
 “It seems unusual.”
Burkeso rubbed his beard and said.
“It seems that Natasha went there?”
 He said with some uncertainty.
Although Bulcaisel could sense the state of the barbarian recruits, he would not pay any attention to them deliberately.
 After all, barbarians are no longer rare.
 If he keeps paying attention to those little guys, he may not have time to do anything else.
"I'm going back. Asgard can't let me stay away for too long now."
Odin bent down towards Bulcaisel as a gesture, and then called the Rainbow Bridge with apology.
Burkeso looked at the bright light and curled his lips, and then used his own power to block the energy escaping from the Rainbow Bridge.
 Harrogas is the sacred mountain of barbarians, and he cannot accept even unintentional damage.
"Cassius!"
Burkeso shouted loudly, and then Cassius's voice appeared beside him.
“What’s wrong? Is there another situation that requires me to fight?”
 The braid on Cassius's chin flicked back and forth.
 “Where has your heir gone?”
Burkeso glanced at Cassius, and then felt his blood pressure rise a little.
Since his last return, Cassius has been teasing Orlongus with the battles he has experienced, trying to free Orlongus with a provocative battle.
“How do I know that your actions back then would have been under the attention of your mentor?”
 Cassius said this with squinting eyes.
 Then Bulcaisel was somewhat speechless.
 At that time, after he got help from Warusk, his whereabouts were all under Warusk's control.
 After he broke Leoric's bones, he immediately saw the club of Volusk.
 It was also at that time that he made his decision.
“I feel like that kid is in trouble, why don’t you take a look?”
Burkeso took out a mace and slapped it on the palm of his other hand, with some dissatisfaction with Cassius in his eyes.
“If you want to beat me up, just say so, there’s no need to use such boring excuses!”
Cassius cracked his fingers and made a series of crackling sounds.
“I have something to do and I can’t leave. Since your physical state hasn’t been lifted yet, I went over to take a look! Do you understand what I’m saying?”
Burkeso’s hand was holding the mace, and the poor mace made an overwhelmed groaning sound.
To be continued...
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